Strive for Science

"Although Wuming City is just an unknown small city, there is a passage connecting Yin and Yang. Every seven days, a car that can cross Yin and Yang will appear at Zishi. It used to be a horse-drawn carriage, but now it responds to the needs of the times. Call, the carriage has been changed to a bus." Uncle Zhang sat under the bus plate, "Some people with weak horoscopes can see this car at certain times, and even ride it accidentally, so some cities spread the word The story of the last bus."

On the deserted street, Shen Chang'an put a coat on Uncle Zhang, took out a bottle of mosquito repellent and sprayed it around fiercely. It's already autumn, why are the mosquitoes still so fierce?

"What are you doing?" Uncle Zhang sullenly smelled the pungent mosquito repellent, "Don't get in the car when you get off, and don't respond to someone waving at you."

"What happens if you respond?"

"If you respond, you have to burn paper money for him, otherwise he will come to you in his dream. This is the ghost circle's method of touching porcelain, and the method he uses does not violate the regulations. In addition to burning paper money for him, the recruited people There is no other solution." Uncle Zhang glanced at Shen Changan, "But you don't have to worry about this kind of thing, those who dare to touch porcelain have good brains, and they won't provoke people like you."

Shen Changan raised his eyebrows, he respects the old and loves the young, why should he dislike ghosts?

"There are still 5 minutes." Uncle Zhang glanced at his watch. He didn't know what brand it was. It shone brightly under the light, as if it was covered with diamonds.

"Like it?" Noticing the look in Shen Changan's eyes, Uncle Zhang straightened the coat Shen Changan put on him, looking like an expert, "A few months ago a businessman gave it to me, and it was worth a hundred dollars. Lai Wan, I still have a lot at home, I’ll give you a few yuan later to play with.”

Uncle Zhang's bragging hobby has developed from a thousand-year-old medicinal material to a diamond watch?

"Why do you have the nerve to take such an expensive watch of yours? I'll just look at it a few more times to open my eyes." Shen Changan stretched out his hand to help Uncle Zhang press the rolled-up coat on the back, and sprayed Uncle Zhang's ankles with mosquito repellent.

"The ghost hearse is about to arrive, so you don't have any ideas?" Seeing Shen Changan's indifferent appearance, Uncle Zhang suddenly lost most of his sense of accomplishment.

"What, what's the matter?" Shen Changan shook the mosquito repellent water bottle, "What the hell, we can't stop coming just because we sprayed the mosquito repellent water?"

Uncle Zhang: "..."

Time passed by, and when there were only 30 seconds left, Uncle Zhang looked at the night fog rising at the end of the road with a serious expression: "Wait, no matter what you see, don't be afraid. I dare to bring you here If you look at these, you will be able to take you back with all your beard and tail."

Shen Chang'an never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, but Uncle Zhang's expression at the moment was too serious, which made him a little suspicious. Could it be that there are things in the world that he can't see?

Looking at the thick fog at the end of the road, Shen Changan unconsciously became serious.

Ten seconds passed.

30 seconds passed.

Until 1 minute passed, there was nothing at the end of the road.

The whole street was dead silent, and a mouse quickly ran from across the street into the sewer, making a creaking sound.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Shen Changan began to think about how to save Uncle Zhang's face and prevent him from being too embarrassed: "Maybe the car broke down and needs to be repaired, so you are late?"

Uncle Zhang looked at Shen Chang'an, then at the end of the road, and said nothing with a sullen face.

The ghost hearse will never be late. He has been in Wuming City for more than a year. Sometimes he catches evil spirits and is too lazy to save them. deal with.

For more than a year, the ghost hearse has never been late or left early, so why did something go wrong tonight.

"I'll take you to another place." Uncle Zhang had a straight face, he couldn't believe that all the ghosts disappeared tonight.

"Why don't we come back tomorrow night, it's so late..." Shen Changan pushed the tandem bicycle parked next to him, "Staying up late is not good for your health."

"If you don't let you see ghosts tonight, I will be in poor health and get angry." Uncle Zhang got on the bicycle, patted Shen Changan on the back, "Let's go."

Fine.

Shen Changan felt that he was very energetic today, as if he could run tens of kilometers on foot without any problem. With Uncle Zhang on his back, he pedaled his bicycle very fast, and those who didn't know thought he was riding an electric bicycle.

"Follow the navigation." Although this is a bicycle pedaled by two people, Uncle Zhang sits behind without moving his feet, and the voice of the road is mechanically and unemotionally issued from the mobile phone.

"Uncle Zhang, I think hearing this sound on an empty road in the middle of the night is more terrifying than seeing a ghost." Shen Changan pedaled his bicycle, "Can we change the navigation system?"

"It's enough to speak clearly, what kind of feelings do you want?" Uncle Zhang patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go."

Passing through a dilapidated street, low-rise buildings and garbage can be seen everywhere. From time to time, there is a stench coming out of the trash cans on the side of the road. A few stray cats sensed that someone was passing by and made vigilant calls.

"Uncle Zhang, are you taking me to see ghosts, or are you here to dig through the garbage mountain?" Parking the car outside an abandoned construction site, Shen Changan saw that the ground was covered with gravel, so he changed hands and naturally supported Zhang. Grandpa's arm.

"What are you doing?" Uncle Zhang looked at the hand that was holding him, and said awkwardly, "Go well, I don't need to help."

"I'm not helping you, I'm just afraid. If something really comes out, you are always by my side, and you can still protect me, right?" In Shen Chang'an's view, old people are just like children. Need to be coaxed and held.

Uncle Zhang's lips moved, and he looked at the arm that was firmly supporting him, but he didn't push it away.

The lights on the abandoned construction site are a bit dim, and some vague shadows can be seen vaguely. They are some temporary shacks, because they have not lived in them for a long time, they are crumbling, collapsing, and completely dark.

Suddenly, the night cat from nowhere screamed, and several mice squeaked again.

Shen Changan turned on the built-in flashlight function of the phone, and took a look at the road ahead. The surrounding grass was long and barren, and even if there were no ghosts, it would still be quite haunting.

Just as he was thinking this way, he saw Uncle Zhang take out a few yellow talismans from his arms, and threw them in the air, and the yellow talismans spontaneously ignited instantly.

Shen Chang'an heard Uncle Zhang muttering words, but...he didn't understand a single word.

After the spell, there was a strong wind, as if countless things were about to crawl out of the darkness.The coat was blown by the wind, Shen Changan shrank his neck, looked at the yellow talisman that was slowly turning into ashes in the air, and held his breath.

"out!"

Following Uncle Zhang's stern shout, the chirping of insects all around fell silent.

Shen Changan opened his eyes wide, looking at the dark corners around him.In these dark places, something hides.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Shen Changan saw the wind gradually subside, and a frog croaked and jumped over his instep.

"Quack quack."

The frog jumped in place, as if laughing at the two boring humans.

After the wind completely stopped, Shen Changan turned his head and looked around, he didn't have the nerve to ask Uncle Zhang where the ghost was.Uncle Zhang took out a handful of charms from his arms in disbelief, but this time there was no wind.

There is only boundless embarrassment.

The air was filled with the smell of burning talisman paper, Shen Changan looked up at the night sky, there were twinkling stars, it was quite beautiful.

"Forget it." Uncle Zhang used up the last talisman paper, he looked at Shen Chang'an from a distance of a few steps, as if he was looking at a rare and rare flower.

"Uncle Zhang..."

"Don't call me Uncle Zhang. From now on, my surname is not Zhang, but Wang." Uncle Zhang's face was full of vicissitudes, and his eyes looking into the distance seemed to see through everything, "I don't even have the right to be named Zhang."

"Don't be too sad, maybe the ghosts are on vacation today, or they have other things to do, so they don't have time to come see us." Shen Changan supported Uncle Zhang, "Let's go back to sleep tonight, and I will accompany you later Come out and find a ghost."

Uncle Zhang: "..."

Riding his bicycle through the old alley, and passing by the bus stop where Uncle Zhang thought there was a "ghost hearse", Shen Changan stepped on the bicycle a little faster, he was afraid that Uncle Zhang would remember the embarrassing thing just now.

After riding a few hundred meters forward, a black car drove over from the opposite side. There was no bicycle lane on this road, so he could only avoid it by sideways.

But when the car passed by him, it stopped suddenly.

Shen Changan looked at the car curiously, the window of the car was lowered, revealing a familiar handsome face.

"Mr. Daonian?" Shen Changan was a little surprised, "It's so late, why are you here?"

Dao Nian glanced at Uncle Zhang behind him, and said to Shen Chang'an, "Work."

It is not easy for anyone to have to work so late with inconvenient legs.Seeing that Dao Nian raised his eyebrows, Shen Changan guessed that he wanted to ask why he and Uncle Zhang were here, so he explained: "I came out with Uncle Zhang..."

It's not easy to tell Dao Nian that he came out with Uncle Zhang to find ghosts, Shen Chang'an's words turned on the tip of his tongue: "I'll come out to relax with Uncle Zhang."

Dao Nian nodded, raised his eyelids and looked at Uncle Zhang one more time, as if at this moment, he was willing to look at Uncle Zhang with straight eyes: "It's late at night, you have to come back early."

"Okay, you should go to bed early too." Shen Chang'an smiled and waved vigorously at Daonian, then pedaled vigorously away on the bicycle.

Dao Nian looked at the back of Sheng Shen Chang'an riding a bicycle away with rounded legs, dark and deep eyes, as calm as a calm sea.

Blown by the cold wind, Uncle Zhang slowly came out of the frustration of not being able to make Shen Changan go to hell. He turned his head and looked behind him. Was the man in the luxury car just now a friend of this brat?

What did Shen Changan call him just now?

Uncle Zhang shook his head. For the first time, he began to doubt his life. Could it be that not only his spells are out of order, but also his brain is not working?

"Sir." Liu Mao said, "Mr. Shen doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, why would he be with a human celestial master?"

Dao Nian closed his eyes and did not speak.

In front of the car, a thick fog rose, and there seemed to be something neatly arranged in the thick fog, waiting for a certain big person to review.

In the middle of the street, there is not even a leaf in it.

The author has something to say: Liu Mao: Tranquility, avoidance.

Uncle Zhang: Hello everyone, I am Uncle Wang downstairs from Shen Changan.