"Hi, my name is Xiao Han, I'm Ha Han, hahaha."
The female student sitting next to me smiled exaggeratedly at me, but when I ignored her, she took back her hand in a sarcastic manner.
The scenery outside the window is pleasant and the air in the mountains is fresh.
I sat in the car a little carelessly.
I didn’t want to come on this package tour, but my friend signed it up for me and the travel agency refused to refund the fee, so I had no choice but to come.
Because it was the peak tourist season, the road was full of vehicles, so the driver decided to take the trail.
The car drove for a while, and the road ahead became increasingly bumpy.
"Master, this road is a bit dangerous."
In the back seat was a middle-aged man wearing casual clothes.
He was well-kept and looked very stylish.
The driver was a little impatient when he was questioned: "Don't talk nonsense about the danger."
He spat again and whispered: "I think I am the big boss, chirping, wow, wow, no end."
"What are you talking about?"
The middle-aged man looked angry and was about to explode, but was stopped by the woman next to him.
The woman was about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, good-looking, and her voice was a little soft and artificial: "Okay, Brother Wang, don't be like him.
Don't be angry."
A little girl who looked like a high school student also advised: "Dad, listen to Sister Lin, don't be angry.
I'll give you a massage."
The middle-aged man was comforted by the two people, and finally calmed down, snorted from his nose, and stopped causing trouble to the driver.
Xiao Han next to me came over and said in my ear: "Brother Wang's wife is too young, how did she give birth to such a big daughter?"
Of course he couldn't give birth, and that was not his wife, but his mistress.
Xiao Han is a student and can't see the fishy things in it, but I have been in the workplace, and the intentional and unintentional eye contact and excessive body contact are enough for me to make a judgment.
It's a pity that the little girl thought that this beautiful Sister Lin was just her father's colleague.
I was expressionless and not ready to explain to Xiao Han.
She was quiet for a while and wanted to talk again, so I put the straw hat on my face directly as I didn't want to chat with her at all.
Xiao Han was a little disappointed.
I heard the little girl praise: "Wow, your manicure is so beautiful."
Xiao Han replied happily.
The two of them quickly became familiar with each other and chatted non-stop.
The car was full of noise, and I was irritated, but I couldn't stop the fatigue from the long ride, and my eyelids gradually sunk.
"Oh my god" I heard a scream in confusion.
I was about to open my eyes when I felt a violent shaking underneath me.
What's going on?
The car is rolling The world was spinning, the whole world was turning upside down, and I felt dizzy as it turned.
I stretched out my hands to hold the lever above my head, and clamped my feet firmly on the back of the seat in front of me to stabilize my body.
"Ah!"
A passenger's head was smashed in the flip, and screams came one after another in my ears.
I closed my eyes tightly and couldn't bear to look, but those shrill screams floated into my ears without any sound.
I gritted my teeth and tried my best to hold on.
There was a sudden shock, and the bus finally stopped after hitting the ground hard.
The impact was so great that I lost all strength in my hands and was thrown to the ground at the last moment.
I crawled and looked up, a bloody hand hanging in front of me.
The fingers are painted with fruit-colored nail polish.
It’s the female student Xiao Han. she is dead
I ran away in fear, but my hand touched a ball of smooth and soft stuff.
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When I lowered my head, I saw that the mistress named Sister Lin was slumped on the ground, like a rag, with her abdomen torn open and all her internal organs exposed.
Her eyes were wide open and protruding, as if she could not rest in peace.
Tianga threw away the intestines in his hand and couldn't help but retched.
It was pitch dark outside, and I endured the severe cold as I climbed over the corpse and climbed out of the broken window.
The sharp glass cut my right hand.
I kept crawling and finally climbed out of the car.
I reluctantly stood up, my legs trembling.
I felt the cold wind blowing around me, and when I looked back, I saw that the bus was full of broken limbs, red and white, which was frightening.
I was sick and scared, so I stumbled back, but I missed a step and fell.
Bang, my head hit the wood, making me dizzy.
I stood up and found that the piece of wood I was lying on was a coffin.
The tentacles felt particularly sticky.
I brought my left hand closer to see that it was full of blood.
My left hand is not injured, this is not my blood Suddenly, a thunder flashed across the sky.
In this white light, I clearly saw several streams of blood on the ground flowing out from the direction of the bus and converging on the coffin.
My eyes were full of horror, and all the blood seeped into the coffin as if it had been guided.
Then, thunder and lightning flashed and the coffin shook.
With a snap, the coffin lid was opened.
A figure crawled out from inside, covered in blood, and the original appearance of the cloth that resembled a monk's robe could no longer be seen.
My limbs were paralyzed with fear, and my legs seemed to be stuck in the mud, unable to move.
I watched him crawl out step by step and walk towards me step by step.
His black hair was soaked in blood and mixed with mud, covering most of his face.
He was very thin, and with every step I took, I was worried that the skin and flesh would fall off his body, revealing the terrifying white bones.
I opened my mouth wide in fright, but no sound came out.
I could only watch him approach, he came over and put his arms around my waist, pinched my right hand, put his cold lips on the palm of my hand, and licked it with his tongue.
The wet and cold feeling sent shivers down my spine.
"Go away" I resisted weakly, but he opened his mouth to bite my wound and sucked hard.
"Ugh" The palms of my hands stung and blood drained from my body.
After a long time, he finally sucked enough, stretched out his hand to wipe away the bright red at the corner of his mouth, raised his head, revealing a face as pale as a corpse.
He said, your blood tastes good.
I woke up sweating profusely and looked around.
I found that I was in my rented room, and my nerves immediately relaxed.
Touching it with your hand, your heart is still beating wildly.
It has been a week since the accident.
On that ordinary package tour, the bus fell from the lane, killing the driver and thirteen passengers.
Only I survived.
Who can believe it if you tell me?
I leaned against the head of the bed, my body still sweating.
The left wrist is empty, where a string of Rudraksha bracelets were originally worn.
Rudraksha is used to ward off evil spirits.
At the critical moment that day, I took it off and threw it on that thing.
The bracelet saved my life and slowed down his movements.
I took the opportunity to run as fast as I could without daring to look back.
I didn't tell anyone about it, and it's strange that not a single news outlet reported the bus accident these days.
Fourteen lives, how could no one find out?
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I frowned and thought, and the old electric fan above my head whirled, and suddenly my vision went dark, and the fan stopped moving.
What happened?
My heart that had just calmed down suddenly tightened.
I got out of bed and opened the window.
The lights outside were bright, and the lights in the surrounding residents' rooms were also on.
Only my place had a power outage.
I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly understood.
Today is the day to pay the rent.
The sun was so strong in the afternoon that I didn't want to go out.
I didn't expect to sleep until dark.
I guess the landlord cut off my electricity because I didn't pay the rent on time.
Now that you're awake, go out and get the money.
I closed the window, fumbled my clothes and walked out.
The streets were busy with people coming and going, and I just felt out of place walking among them.
Somehow, I always feel like there is a pair of eyes staring at me from behind
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