It is said that on a dark and windy night, right on the longest and most frightening road, there appeared a cab driver, who approached with a pale face... Here is the ghost story I prepared for you cab driver, I hope you like it!
Ghost Story Taxi Driver I
Zhao Zhiwei has been in a bad mood recently because his wife ran away with someone. Since Zhao Zhiwei got out of prison, he has been driving a cab for a living. He has a bad temper, no dedication, and always quarrels with his passengers over trivial matters. While other people's time is spent on driving, a lot of his time is spent on quarreling, so he doesn't make as much money as other taxi drivers do. Driving a cab is really not as good as before when the thief to make money, but he really do not want to squat in prison labor to suffer.
But he left early and returned late and did not earn any money, his wife was very dissatisfied with him, and a small business in the local foreigners cheating, foreigners out of the generous, to buy his wife a lot of gold jewelry, and finally abducted his wife. When he found out about this, he wanted to fight with the foreigner, but he couldn't find him. He was on fire but had nowhere to lose his temper. These days he always takes it out on the passengers, and the other day he had a fight with one of them.
This day he drove again with a stern face, a young girl stood on the side of the road and waved to him, he stopped the car, the girl held a Chihuahua dog on the car, the puppy is very cute, but Zhao Zhiwei does not like small animals. As soon as the girl got into the car, he was worried that the Chihuahua was shitting and pissing. The girl was very self-conscious and did not let the Chihuahua sit on the seat, but held in the lap.
But the Chihuahua got carsick and threw up a mouthful, a very small mouthful, which landed on the white seat cover on the seat, and Zhao Zhiwei got angry and lashed out. The girl began to make amends and apologize, but Zhao Zhiwei kept cursing and swearing, and then the girl also got angry and said she would pay him back and give him an extra ten dollars to clean the money.
Zhao Zhiwei disagreed, said his seat cover is new, let the dog spit on the unlucky, must compensate him six hundred dollars to do. This is not a lion's share of the money? Of course, the girl did not agree, the two people had a quarrel, to the destination of the car, the girl only gave him ten dollars more, holding the dog out of the car.
I did not expect her just a few steps, Zhao Zhiwei rushed down from the car, from the girl's arms grabbed the Chihuahua hard to fall, Chihuahua screamed in pain, screaming madly to the road to escape, the girl rushed to chase. There are many cars on the road, a person and a dog immediately drowned in the traffic.
Zhao Zhiwei laughed, these days he laughed for the first time, the feeling of bullying is very cool. From the prison out of his understanding of bullying people to bully the weak, if the other side is a few strong men, he did not dare to do so. A weak woman, a not protected by the law and so small and no offensive power of the puppy, is the best bully.
After a few days, Zhao Zhiwei forgot about it, but in a cab driver's wine stall, he heard a few days ago in a road accident, a young girl chasing a dog on a lively road, people and dogs are behind the car to the rail dead, I heard that the death of a very tragic, the girl's head was rolled into a flat, and the five features of blood and flesh.
A group of drivers exclaimed that this girl is really clueless, do not know the safety, how to chase the dog on the road? Net for the driver to get into trouble. They agreed that the responsibility lies with the dead girl and has nothing to do with the driver who ran her over.
Zhao Zhiwei heard the incident, the heart of a move, this road he has been, it is a few days ago that the girl holding the dog off the road. I think the one who was run over is the girl who hugged the dog who argued with him. Hearing the news of her death, Zhao Zhiwei but not half a bit of guilt, he thought the matter has nothing to do with him. And he argued with him died a tragic death, he had a few points of satisfaction. He also thought, and my quarrel will die, my elopement wife and her adulterer will not get a good end.
Another few days, one night Zhao Zhiwei took a good job, pulling a guest to the airport, the journey is long, he earned more than two hundred dollars. Waiting for the guests out of the car, has been more than ten o'clock at night, Zhao Zhiwei and drive home.
He was happy, driving while singing a little song. But he drove for two hours, but did not arrive home, it turned out that he got lost. At some point, he drove into a wooded area, where the trees were silhouetted, the leaves were blown by the wind and made a whimpering sound, like a woman crying, there was no moon or stars in the sky, and the crows on the trees were still cawing with their eyes wide open.
The cry in the ear is getting louder and louder, not the sound of leaves, but the cry of a woman, mixed with the dog's screams, Zhao Hongwei felt the coolness from the bottom of the feet, holding the steering wheel of the hand began to tremble. He always felt that there was someone sitting in the back seat, because in the reflector, he saw a pair of angry eyes and a blurred silhouette.
The silhouette became clearer and clearer, a girl holding a chihuahua. Zhao Zhiwei understood that it was the female ghost who came to take revenge. The female ghost said hatefully: ? It is you who killed me.?
Zhao Zhiwei twisted his head and saw a white girl sitting on the back seat, the girl's head is flat, face bloody, can not see the five senses, only to see a mass of red mushy meat in the flow of blood, the blood flow in the back seat of the white seat cover, the seat cover was dyed red, also became bloody. The Chihuahua in the girl's arms was no longer in the shape of a dog, like a mass of bloody meat, but it was crying and screaming.
? Do not blame me, do not blame me, it is you who are stupid to run on the road.? Zhao Zhiwei screamed in fear.
? If you are not cruel to drop my dog, causing it to run in fear, I will chase it on the road? Such a small dog, you actually have a cruel hand.? The female ghost said through gritted teeth. The more she spoke, the more blood flowed from her face and her white clothes were stained with blood.
? I want to hold the restoration, I want you to die worse than me.? The female ghost roared. The female ghost lunged at Zhao Zhiwei, Zhao Zhiwei's neck felt a stinging pain as the female ghost's five sharp fingers tightly choked his throat, blood flowed out of Zhao Zhiwei's neck, bleeding from the spring.
The female ghost sneered again and used her sharp fingers to dig out Zhao Zhiwei's eyeballs and threw them to the Chihuahua, which opened its mouth and ate them with a satisfied grunt. Zhao Zhiwei fainted in pain?
The next day, people found Zhao Zhiwei's body, strange that he was rolled over by his own car, the body bloody, brain and intestines are out of the two eyes but two holes, the eyeballs are gone.
Ghost Story Taxi Driver II
Old Fang is a painter, the other day in order to create a portrait of the Republican period, he borrowed many sets of robes and coats from his friends, and now that the painting has been successfully completed, he began to return the robes and coats one after another, and in the meantime, he reported to his old friends the good news.
This evening, Lao Fang remembered that Mr. Feng, who lives near the funeral parlor, still has a set of robes and coats and a dome hat, and he heard that Feng will go back to his hometown to visit his family in two days, so he should return the clothes as soon as possible, right? Thinking, the old party put the robe wrapped into the bag, out of the door.
The night was drizzly, and the old man greeted a cab, and when he sat down, the driver turned to him and asked: "Where are you going? Sir, where are you going?
? Oh...? The driver turned to him and asked: "Where are you going? Through the front tunnel into the city, to the funeral home of the extreme happiness.
? Are you coming back? The driver said.
? Do not come back. said the old man.
After saying that, the old man just felt that the conversation was strange, the driver actually asked himself to go to the funeral parlor to come back, not come back that into what? But I also blame myself, said to go to the so and so road is good, why single mention funeral parlor it? The worst part is that I didn't think it through and answered him? I'm not coming back? The most important thing is that you have to be able to get the best out of them.
The old party was a little unhappy, a little blame from the rear-view mirror looked at the driver, but found that the driver is also looking at him, the eyes of some of the uncertainty of the look, the old party feel that they are unreasonable, busy convergence of the expression, embarrassed to accosted asked: "You often drive at night, have encountered a lot of people, but the driver is also a little bit of the same. You often drive at night, encountered what interesting things did not?
I don't know if the driver's ears are bad or if he's mistaken, but the driver actually answered: "I'm fine. I'm fine, I haven't encountered anything unclean before. But there are quite a few people who have encountered strange things while driving at night! Well, that tunnel up ahead, the rumor is that it's not very clean. Uh-huh? Haunted.
? Is there such a thing?
? Maybe it was a joke. The driver said: "It was a fellow taxi driver who drove through the tunnel in the middle of the night.
Old Fang did not really want to listen to this nonsense, but thought that the driver might be a bit tired, if he did not let him talk about something, he would nod off while driving, and might drive the car out of the road if he did not pay attention, so he could only sigh silently in his heart and continue to listen to the story.
The peer asked the lady where she was going. The lady customer said: ? After the tunnel towards the right, the second intersection and then turn right, the two-story building at the foot of the mountain is? Driver according to her words, send her to the door of the house, the female customer got out of the car, said no money, please wait for the driver she went into the house to get money. The driver then sat in the car and waited, but a cigarette finished, have not seen the female guest to send money out, he went out to knock on the door of the house, out to answer the door is an old lady in her fifties or sixties, the old lady asked him what is the matter? She asked him what he wanted. Just now there is a lady took my car, car money twenty-six dollars, she said she did not have money on her body, into the house to get, asked me to wait for her here.
? What kind of lady? The old lady said.
? Is long hair, twenty-something.?
? Oh.? The old lady shushed and said, ? That's my oldest daughter, and she actually came home again tonight? Sir please wait, I will go and get the money for you.?
The driver only felt that the old lady spoke some strange, but did not ask more, he drove the business, no matter who sat in his car, as long as someone to give money on the line. Not a moment's work, the old lady to send money out, but also took the initiative to tell him, her eldest daughter was ten days ago died in the hospital, four days ago, buried in the tunnel near the hillside cemetery, but she seems to know that she has died, every night will greet the cab home to the door, there have been three drivers knocked on the door. Finally she said: ? If Mr. later see her again, although she let her ride back, you knocked on the door to find me to take the money for the car well!!!?
After the old lady said so, the driver could not help but scared out of a cold sweat, he realized that the lady who just took his car is not a human being, is a ghost!
After the driver finished the story, the old party not only did not fear, on the contrary, crossing his beard hahaha laugh.
? Said as if there really is such a thing, but I think the ghost to catch a long way, if the hitchhiking is also normal.? he said.
? Long way to go? The driver asked.
? Yes, like my old man, to the funeral parlor there feel very far, had to take the car. The old man said, "I don't know what to do," he said.
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What's the point? The driver's voice was a little bit distant for some reason. The driver's voice is a bit far-fetched for some reason: "I don't know why. Oh? In fact, I did not believe it at first, but once I pulled an old lady, told her about it when she said that the young girl is her old neighbor, as far as she knows, the girl since childhood on the good filial piety, her mother died more than ten years ago her husband, widowhood, to bring up her sisters, who know just when she graduated from school, to earn money to support her mother, but suffered from encephalitis and died? She manifested at night to go home, probably also because of the heart of the little bit of filial piety obsession it!
? If that girl's mother really had a driver knocking on her door and giving her money, wouldn't there be a lot of cabs to take advantage of the situation? How nice to get twenty-six dollars for nothing!!!? A fierce wind blew in, the rain seems to fall more, the old Fang feel a little cold, said while opening the bag to take out Feng Lao's robe wrapped in the body, and feel the head is cold, hand in hand to put the blessed hat also put on.
? Will not, will not, dare to ignorantly pit the ghost of money or less, like me, has always been Benjamin drive at this time the car through the tunnel, the driver concentrated on driving, no longer continue to talk about it, the old party is also happy to close his eyes to recuperate the spirit of the brain is still thinking about the strange stories heard just now? Unconsciously, the car has been parked in front of the door of the funeral parlor.
? Sir, it's here!? The driver said.
? Good.? Old Fang opened his eyes and said: ? How much?
The driver turned on the lights and looked at his watch and said: ?
The driver turned on the lights and looked at his watch and said: "Sixty-eight dollars.
He turned back to reach for the money, who knew a smiling face at the moment he saw Lao Fang suddenly stiffened, the smile on the face of the frozen, slowly turned into a panicked expression.
? You? You? You The driver repeated the word stiffly on the tip of his tongue, and suddenly, as soon as he pushed open the door of the car, he darted along the sidewalk.
? I? What? Old Fang looks at the driver's back in confusion, bewildered.
Old Fang sat in the car and waited for a while, and still did not see the driver back, he had to put sixty-eight dollars on the front seat, he got off.
Shortly after the old man left, the driver came back, followed by a tall patrol police.
? You're a really weird guy too!!!? The cop said, ? The street lights are so bright, there are pedestrians on both sides of the road, where would there be any ghosts? You're so scared, you don't even look like a man!
? I said, "Sir, please do me a favor and go with me."
The driver begged: "I don't want to see the ghosts. The driver begged: "I'm in the middle of an alleyway in the suburbs," he said. I was greeted by him at the mouth of a small alley in the suburbs, an elderly man in a Hong Kong shirt, I asked him where to go? He said he was going to the Joy Funeral Parlor. I asked him if he was going back. I asked him if he was going back. Along the way, he kept teasing me about ghosts, God knows, he himself is a ghost ah!
? Nonsense, how do you know he is a ghost?!!!? The police said.
? Goodness gracious! To the funeral parlor when he robes and coats are dressed neatly, but also put on the birthday hat, I dare say, that are sixty or seventy years ago old clothes, think about it, a person who originally wore a Hong Kong shirt, suddenly turned into that kind of appearance, you say afraid of fear of people?
? Well.? The police said hopelessly: ?
Said, the two came to the cab next to a look, the car lights are still on, but the person is gone, the driver pulled open the door, and found that sixty-eight dollars on his seat, can not help but confused shake his head and said:
? Really, just now he was sitting here, and in a flash it was gone, not a ghost is what?
? Hey, hey, hey, hey. The police laughed and said: "This is the first time I've heard of it. This is the first time I've heard of this, he paid the money, it seems that I have nothing to do, you drive your car to go!
The driver drove the car away in the storm, but I guess in a few days, the story of a driver driving on a rainy night and meeting a robed ghost will start to circulate everywhere!
Ghost Story Taxi Driver III
The wind, blowing coldly as if it were a sharp blade, messily scraped Manager Wang's skin. Mr. Wang let out a white breath, rubbed his hands, wrapped his windbreaker more tightly, leaned his back against the streetlight, and waited for the cab to arrive.
Mr. Wang works for a company with a good salary and is quite handsome. He has talked to a lot of girls, but none of them meet his requirements. Currently still single and close to 30 years old.
Now in the winter, Mr. Wang is carrying a package of things, it seems to be afraid of being frozen, Mr. Wang with a white cloth wrapped tightly. He lifted the corner of the package, confirmed the condition of the things, wrapped and continued to wait for the car. Slightly, the corner of his mouth curled up.
The day is really cold ah, Manager Wang lit a cigarette and looked around, around the environment covered with a layer of gray, lost color and life and quiet terrible, only the wind blowing the leaves of the rustling sound exceptionally clear. The street lamps on this street are all broken, leaving only the remnants of the lamp behind him flickering, seems to be in disrepair, and finally went out. Manager Wang was completely immersed in darkness. He looked up at the sky, the moon has been wrapped tightly by the clouds, only the stars can from time to time from the gap in the clouds peep at this land. Around is still quiet, quiet terrible; one is cold, cold to the bone. Manager Wang could not help but fight a cold war, a cold back.
A light cut through the darkness in front of the eyes, Wang manager fierce shock, a red cab quietly and silently from the darkness appeared in front of Wang manager. With the sound of the engine stopped, Mr. Li got off the car, the old Li is a native of the local people, after some pleasantries, he enthusiastically help Wang manager to move things to the trunk.
Old Li engaged in this line of work for more than a decade, since the child after high school, and a gang of gangsters learned bad, all day to the family to ask for money. Then I heard is a change of a class teacher, finally is much better behaved, learning is also more serious, now the old Li work hard more, in order to children's college tuition, the old Li more hard to make money. So now most of the night old Li still trying to find business. Today, busy work for a long time, the money has earned a lot of it, would like to close the work home, coincidentally met the manager Wang, thought today's good luck ah. This is only happy, but the next old Li happy not out. Although Wang went to the place is very far, and said that the return trip to the road fee is also paid, you can earn a lot of money, but the old Li heart is not a taste. There is a transfer station for the living to the grave? The crematorium.
The crematorium is far out in the countryside, where it is sparsely populated and nearby is a cemetery. There are a lot of weird and wacky stories coming out of there. Old Li heard colleagues say, there was a driver master, surnamed Liu, due to the family recession, in the middle of the night out to pick up customers. Also met a crematorium to go, Master Liu did not think much on the take down, to the crematorium that guest gave a red ticket, Master Liu did not care too much, but also found the money to her, the results back on the road he realized that just now that the money is plutonium, is the dead people, he went back to the woman to find the angry to claim the law. As a result, the empty crematorium factory is empty, there will be mourning hall in the center of the coffin lying a person, he looked closer, to death, is just that woman, hand still clutching the master Liu looking for change. But the master can be frightened of the master.
Later, Mr. Liu disappeared, some say he died, some say he moved away, in short, no news. Now, in this same car traveling to the cremation plant, Lao Li vaguely began to be afraid. Just now he helped Xiao Wang to move things a little skeptical, that package of things, whether it is the size or the feel of the old Li vaguely afraid of up, the back seat on the small Wang must have odd. And from just now to now, the little king did not move at all, as if dead.
He began to regret, just now when the small king moving things, the size, the feel, all let the old Li feel strange and surprised, he felt behind the small king may be a murderer, because the package how to think can only think of the corpse. Old Li shivering secretly to the rearview mirror glanced, this look does not matter, almost the old Li's heart jumped out of fear, an evil cold with the body of the war chestnut from the old Li's heart spread to the whole body. On the back seat, Wang's face as white as paper, a pair of eyes without eyeballs straight listening to the old Li, due to the absence of lips, white teeth shaking issued a cackle of bizarre laughter, that laughter as cold claws scraping the old Li's heart.
A positive sound of emergency braking came out, and Manager Wang looked at the sweaty old Li with a surprised face, and everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. Old Li rubbed his eyes, took a breath, wiped the forehead of the cold sweat, still shaking hands barely hold the steering wheel, after a long time, the old Li recovered calm, forced to calmly continue to drive.
The old Lee a drive in addition to the city, is now traveling to the crematorium, because there is no fork in the road, only nearly 30 minutes to arrive, the road and a few years ago, as the same is still not paved cement, there is still no street lamps, the sycamores on the side of the road has long since receded from the leaves, leaving only the bare as if the ghosts of the hell of the claws of the tree branch in the cold wind in the bizarre dance. The original was wrapped in clouds of the moon did not know when out of the white moonlight makes the surrounding more eerie, no meaning of life, even the old Li is not too clear about their own still counts as a living person. The time passed little by little, he felt uneasy, this road is so long?
The time has long exceeded the old Li's budget, but the end of the road is farther away, seems to have no head. Fear came to his mind silently, and he rubbed his eyes and tried to calm himself down. Boom! Boom! There was a sudden knocking sound from the trunk, and Li's heart was beating more and more violently with the knocking sound. You can stop the car now!
A cold hand with only white bones, along with the ghost of the ghosts of hell like the sound of the hook gently on the shoulders of the old Lee.
Li? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it. The heartbreaking scream from the car staggered out, he could not take it any longer, the heart then had a certain thought, ? I will? I'll die here! He leaned backward against a large tree, his shaking legs no longer able to stand, and he stared at the car in fear. Manager Wang looked at Old Li with a strange gaze as if nothing had happened, and he slowly approached and helped Old Li up with a concerned look on his face.
Lao Li is completely afraid of Wang, in the end he is a human being or a ghost ah, inadvertently found that they have been in front of the crematorium, obviously just how to drive can not reach the end, he was not easy to calm down, took a few deep breaths to make sure that he is still or alive. Wang gave the old Li several hundred yuan bills, seems to be even the return trip money is also counted, and then their own backpack package straight to the cremation plant.
The moon still shines brightly on the earth, and the ghostly claw-like branches of the trees are still dancing. Lao Li scrutinized the banknotes, and breathed a sigh of relief that they were not plutonium. He raised his head to look at the back of the little king, a gust of wind mixed with the rustle of leaves and the little king's body of the hidden stench of corpses as if teasing the old Li's ghost hand with seemingly no sneer general lifted the little king behind the white cloth. A face in the moonlight appears to be more white face exposed in front of the old Li, that is only the white of the eyes in the face of the caricatured smile, it is this face, just now under the old Li's soul are almost scattered; it is this face, from just now to the present one staring at the old Li; it is also this face, into the old Li heart of the nightmare forever.
That is the face of the manager Wang, he is still at the old Lee eerie smile, the old Lee can no longer stand, he went crazy and rushed to the car, quickly left the crematorium, he wanted to get away from this nightmare. But now, the nightmare continues, Lao Li can count on knowing why Wang to pay for the return trip, the back seat, Wang manager holding a beautiful small box, a face of eerie smile?