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I have already floated out of the car, and I stood outside the car and saw the five people sitting inside. Look at their appearance, it should be a family of five, but look closely, the two couples seem to have a small age difference, are 30 to 40 years old, the little girl is about ten years old.
The older couple and the little girl were sitting in the back seat, and they had already slammed over and shouted. The younger couple sat in the front row and did not wear seat belts. This time they fell more miserably and their heads broke.
After sitting in the passenger seat, the little girl was small and soft, and she was the first to squeeze out of the broken window. She wiped her tears, and the palm of her hand was punctured by broken glass, and the blood was wiped on her face.
"Dad, mother..." The little girl cried and looked at the driver's seat.
The couple struggled to flip their bodies and pulled the door handle.
The girl is busy to help.
Finally, the driver's seat door is good and can be opened. The two men in the front row drilled out and went to the back row.
Several people were injured, not bleeding, or fractures, and they looked miserable.
"Just, just now..." The older woman asked her arm and trembled.
I found that my possession was the little girl. She was empty at the moment and was still in the panic after the car accident. Her memory is broken into pieces and poured into my consciousness.
The girl is driving out with her family. The couple in the front row are her parents. The two in the back row are colleagues who are good friends with her parents, surnamed Zhao. The two were not going out together for the first time, but they didn't expect this to happen.
The girl is confused and only knows how to cry. She just fell asleep in the car and didn't see what happened.
It is the two couples who clearly saw the passing of things.
Mrs. Zhao’s heart is awkward. “I don’t think it’s right... I just slept well and suddenly woke up. I woke up without a reason. Then I saw the car... oh...”
"You are doing it!" Mr. Zhao yelled.
"You didn't see it?" asked Mrs. Zhao.
Mr. Zhao is silent.
The girl’s parents surnamed Shen, and this time they are also blushing, apparently also seeing the passing of things. They looked around two, like looking for the van, and they were afraid that the van would appear again.
"We called the trailer and hurry." Mr. Shen said, touch the phone in his pocket.
He touched the air and turned to look at the inverted car.
Others also found that the things in their pockets just fell out.
Mrs. Shen got into the car and found a broken phone. The husband and wife named Zhao found a mobile phone in the debris of the car. Farther away, it is the darkness that the car lights can't.
"Hey!" Mr. Zhao sighed.
"Wait. Just watched it, it was three or four o'clock. After two hours, it would be bright. When it happened, people would be fine." Mr. Shen said helplessly.
"Wait in this place!" Mrs. Zhao was not very happy.
The four adults are quiet.
I looked at the girl.The girl was stunned, and the blood stains on her face were not cleaned. The four adults did not care about her.
All five of them are dead, and they have been caught by the ghost and can't escape.
I don't know what they will encounter next, but it is not a good thing.
After a while, Mrs. Shen came over and pulled the girl and took her to the side of the road.
The car traversed in the middle of the road, and the lights were on the side of the road. These five people stood in the light of the lights, facing the lights. They are all trembled, afraid to step out of this aperture, and some fear that such a conspicuous self will lead to something.
Mrs. Zhao complained that she was not finished, and Mr. Zhao screamed a few words and was always brought back by her. Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen did not say anything.
After a while, Mrs. Zhao began to recite the scriptures and repeatedly recited "Amitabha". No one stopped her. Look at the expressions of the other three adults, listening to the sound, they seem to have relaxed.
This chanting voice lasted for a long time.
When the three adults were ignorant, the little girl pulled her mother's clothes and said, "Mom, I am hungry."
Mrs. Shen said helplessly: "Hey, you can bear it again. Just wait until dawn."
“When is the day bright?” the girl asked.
"Quick, it will soon be on."
The girl is silent.
Mrs. Zhao’s chanting is getting smaller.
After a while, the girl’s belly made a squeaking noise.
The girl opened her mouth again: "Mom, is it still not bright?"
"Yeah. Hey, you can bear it." Mrs. Shen said reluctantly.
I feel the yin of the girl has changed.
She lowered her head and leaned on her mother's body, her body cold. Her mother is also cold.
Mrs. Zhao stopped her chanting.
"I said..." Mr. Shen opened his mouth. "It seems... not quite right...how...how have it been so long..."
"It hasn't been a long time?" Mr. Zhao interface.
The topic seems to have ended.
I don't know how long it took, Mr. Shen once again said, "I have been counting numbers for a few times, and I have counted it... I have counted eight thousand. This is more than two hours!"
"You have got it wrong!" Mr. Zhao’s voice was raised.
Only a few people heard the sound of breathing became heavy.
"Or, or do we have to count them together?" Mrs. Shen proposed.
No one answered, but Mr. Shen has already begun counting.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5..." He read and read, and the voice of Mrs. Shen was added to the voice, followed by Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao.
They counted the numbers very seriously. From 1 onwards, they counted to 2000. There was no pause in the middle. At 3000, their voices became virtual. Then there were 4000. Mrs. Zhao had already lost. At 4500, Mr. Zhao also give up. Mrs. Zhao and Mr. Zhao are holding hands and both are shaking. Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen counted the number of voices shaking, from 4,500 to 5,700, Mrs. Shen can still make a voice, to 5800, only the voice of Mr. Shen.
"Enough is enough!" Mrs. Zhao couldn't resist and interrupted Mr. Shen's dull voice."6002..." Mr. Shen subconsciously read another number.
"Mom, it’s not bright." The little girl said at this time, in the silence of the adults, he asked again, "Does the sky not shine?"
This problem caused the four adults to look dark and show fear.
"Sure enough... it really is... we just hit it... we... we..."
"What do I do now? I, I have a lighted amulet on my body! How can it be useless!" Mrs. Zhao pulled out a red cord from her neck and said excitedly.
No one can figure out a way.
"Or else, let's go, let's walk along the road..." Mr. Shen proposed to look at the darkness outside the light.
Others followed and turned around and looked at them, but they all shrank their bodies and were unwilling to take that step.
"This place is haunted. When you checked the route, didn't you find it?" Mrs. Zhao shifted the topic and blamed it.
"How do you inquire about this?" Mrs. Shen was not willing to show her weakness, and looked at Mrs. Zhao. "We are going along the map, and the map will not mark the haunted here!"
"It didn't take long for this road to open..."
"That car... that car should be a car in the field."
They talked and said, and they were quiet, still have no clue.
The little girl looked up at the four adults, and the voice was faint. I asked, "Mom, will we die here?"
In a word, let the temperature around you lower.
The little girl’s eyes were filled with strange blacks and then asked, “Mom, are we dead?”
In this case, the temperature is completely frozen.
The little girl clutched her mother, turned her head and held a finger at the headlight. "Look, is that our body?"
The four adults seemed to be stunned by their heads, turning their heads one by one and looking at the lights.
The high beam lights are on, they should have been very glaring, so that people can't see anything except the lights. But at this moment, the headlights are broken due to a car accident, and the light is abnormal.
Along the little girl's line of sight, everyone can clearly see that the inverted car is curled up in a row. Mr. Shen’s head sticks out from the broken front windshield, making it the clearest. In the back seat, two hands stretched out, with blood, and weirdly twisted.
Mrs. Zhao made a cry that cut through the night sky.
For a moment, the lights went out.
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