"I rarely come here. I haven't encountered anything. I try to avoid the passengers here. If you hadn't asked me to walk out of the city as soon as I got on the bus, I wouldn't have come here!"

The uncle driver smiled bitterly and looked a little ugly: "I haven't encountered anything, but some of the passengers I carry sometimes talk about this road, and one of my colleagues has personally experienced the horror of that road!"

The uncle driver swallowed his saliva and told what happened to his colleague.

When the driver was preparing to change his shift that day, he received a passenger heading to Fuchun Village. In order to make more money, the driver picked up the passenger and rushed to Fuchun Village at around eleven o'clock in the evening.

Since the driver was not very familiar with the geographical location of Fuchun Village, after delivering the passengers, the passengers also pointed out a way back to the city.

But while walking, a burst of white mist suddenly appeared around me. After driving a few miles, the car suddenly stalled again and I couldn't start it.

Thinking he was unlucky, the driver took out his cell phone and saw that it was already one o'clock in the morning. There was white fog all around and he couldn't see the road clearly. He wanted to call for help, but his cell phone signal was lost.

It's strange to say that Fuchun Village is not too remote, and it is next to a national highway. It is strange that there is no signal for mobile phones.

The driver got out of the car and worked on it for a while, but still didn't get the car started. I'm afraid it will be difficult to go back tonight.

Fortunately, experienced sports car drivers like them often encounter this situation and don't take it too seriously.

The driver took out the quilt from the trunk and prepared to spend the night here.

When he was getting the quilt, he suddenly heard crying coming from not far away from the white mist.

The crying was sparse, sometimes near and sometimes far away, and I was heartbroken.

The car was on fire, but there was still power, so the driver turned on the high beam and shined it forward.

This photo is incredible!

Five or six meters away from him, there was a woman squatting on the roadside.

The woman was dressed in white, with black hair covering her face. She was squatting on the ground motionless, crying non-stop!

As an experienced driver, I knew what was happening on the spot.

Likewise, as an experienced driver, he was very calm and extremely nervous, but his momentum was not inferior at all.

He didn't say anything, took the quilt back to the car, locked the door and closed the windows, covered his head with the quilt, and pretended that he didn't hear the woman's cry!

The driver ignored the woman, but the crying became louder and louder, as if the woman was approaching.

Even though he is well-informed, the driver's scalp is numb when encountering such a thing, and he tries his best to ignore it.

He guessed that the woman really walked outside his car and slapped the car window with her hands, crying miserably while doing so.

Back and forth, the woman seemed to be walking around, crying, and the driver was breaking out in a cold sweat!

The woman not only slapped the car window, but also tried to open the car door. Fortunately, the driver had the foresight and did not give her this chance.

Even so!

The driver was also trembling with fear and sweating profusely.

I don’t know how long it took, but the crying suddenly stopped, and the woman seemed to have left.

The driver was suffocating under the quilt and had difficulty breathing. He quietly opened a crack and saw bright red bloody handprints remaining on all four windows. They were hideous and twisted, and extremely terrifying.

The driver was frightened, but the woman seemed to have left, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time as he breathed a sigh of relief, he felt something on the rear glass.

His scalp was numb, and when he looked up, his whole body felt bad instantly!

He saw a woman with a face covered in blood lying on the car glass, with veins popping out from her gray face. The woman looked like a spider, with a smile on her face.

What the driver never dreamed of was that this woman was exactly the same as the passenger he sent to Fuchun Village!

The driver couldn't help it on the spot. He couldn't breathe and fainted from the shock.

When he woke up again, there was a knocking sound in his ears. When he opened his eyes, it was already three o'clock in the morning. There was an old couple standing outside the car, anxiously knocking on the door to wake him up.

The driver opened the car door in confusion, his whole body weak, as if he had been drained dry, and the fear from last night washed over him like a tide.

"Why are you spending the night here? It's not safe at this time. Leave now!"

The old man spoke with concern, and the two of them went to work in the fields. They happened to see a taxi parked on the road and came to investigate out of good intentions.

Only then did the driver see that there was a dead end road in front of him, a forest in front of him, and the surroundings were deserted.

The driver thought about what happened last night, but didn't say anything because he was afraid that neither of them would believe him if he told him. He just asked about the situation of the passenger who was sent back last night.

The old couple were surprised and pointed to the mountains in the distance.

There happened to be a funeral procession carrying a coffin up the mountain. Because they were far away, they didn't hear those sounds.

"The girl died three days ago. I heard she was raped and killed in the city. Today is the day she was buried. What's wrong, do you know that girl?"

The old man's words made the driver shudder under the sun. After thanking the two of them, he turned the key and started the car and left without looking back.

After returning home, the driver was ill for a week. After he recovered, he picked up the car at six o'clock every day and would not drive at night no matter how much money he paid.

In the days that followed, someone else met a woman squatting on the roadside crying miserably!

…

After the driver finished speaking, his face turned pale and he glanced at Wang Zun several times in the rearview mirror!

Wang Zun smiled bitterly, "Uncle, don't worry, I am really a human being!"

"Okay, let's go here. Go forward for about three hundred meters. There will be an intersection to the right, and you will find the Misty Highway after entering."

The driver didn't want to go any further. It could be seen that he was already very nervous, and there seemed to be a vague fog around him.

"Young man, I still advise you, don't seek death. Before I leave now, you still have time to regret it!" The driver's uncle also had good intentions.

Wang Zun thanked the driver and had no intention of leaving with him. He stepped on the accelerator and left, which was so fast.

Wang Zun didn’t want to stay in a place like this in the middle of the night, but he had no choice!

23:45 minutes!

Wang Zun ran forward, and after turning into the intersection, there was a fork in the road ahead with a road sign on it.

Standing at the intersection of Fuchun 2nd Road, Wang Zun breathed a sigh of relief. The time happened to be 58 minutes!

Two minutes left!

Wang Zun checked the things on his body, including lime powder, small spirit, head, ghost stick, happy and angry wave drum, everything was ready.

Turn on the light above your head and look around. There are two hills around, and the foggy road is right in the middle of the two hills.

The lamp on my head is very powerful, and it can vaguely illuminate the end of the foggy road, which is a deep and dark mountain forest. The night wind is strong, blowing the trees like a black leaf wave.

The white fog rose quickly and fiercely, like a tide, covering the surrounding area silently.

The white mist is vast, slightly cold and gloomy.

Even with a powerful headlight, it only illuminates a distance of two or three meters, and it is still a vast expanse of white.

It's completely like crossing the river by feeling for the stones.

The system sounds!

The mission officially begins!

In addition to the white mist, there was endless darkness around him. There seemed to be countless ghosts and ghosts in the invisible void, staring at him motionlessly with wide eyes.

Wang Zun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he was also confused. He could not give up midway, otherwise the host would be wiped out. He could not fail, otherwise the host would also be wiped out.

The mission takes up to two hours, and it’s just a two-hundred-meter dead end road?

Of course Wang Zun cannot believe it. From this moment on, Wang Zun dares to believe that this road has been stretched infinitely!

Don't say anything, just grab a handful of lime powder first, hold the ghost-killing stick in the other hand, and sweep the light forward, making it difficult to penetrate the weird white mist!

The king took a step forward, and with this step, he seemed to have entered another world.

woo woo woo woo……

The faint cry has a kind of magic that lingers in my ears.

So fierce?

So exciting?

Playing so big?

Were you eager to come as soon as you started?

Wang Zun has seen a lot, and he has become an experienced rookie, but he is still a little nervous. After all, the person in front of him this time is not a ghost. Who knows how much is hidden in this short two-hundred-meter road.

Something hideous?

The cries were pitiful, sometimes heartbreaking, sometimes silent, and Wang Zun also felt a little numb.

The light shone in the direction where the crying came from, and a figure could be vaguely seen in the thick white mist.

Squeezing the lime powder tightly and holding on to the ghost-beating stick, Wang Zun walked over. The closer he got, the more clearly the figure squatting on the ground became clearer. The strange cry penetrated into people's hearts and lingered.

Under the light, a woman could be clearly seen squatting on the roadside.

She was dressed in white clothes, spotless, and her black hair fell down to cover her face, so her face could not be seen clearly.

His shoulders were twitching, his hands were almost hanging in front of him, and he was squatting on the ground like a madman.
To be continued...