I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

The black building is a paradise for murderers and perverts,

As long as you enter, you must be within the range of the black building, and you can only leave after killing one person.

Otherwise, even if you run in the corridor for three days and three nights, you will never be able to get close to the real exit.

Yang Shou had already descended to the first floor at this time.

In the cold and dark corridor, ordinary people can't see the ground clearly.

Step on the ground, there is a slippery feeling.

Much like stepping on a pool of blood.

Walk through the couple's room in between.

The door was open.

The man's body disappeared.

And the girl was gone.

Yang Shou glanced at it, didn't respond, and continued on his way.

After walking a dozen more steps, the scenery changed, and the strange aura quickly faded away.

The entrance of the corridor exuding a faint white light is in front of you.

The old man who guards the building seems to be avoiding Yang Shou, and is not here at the moment.

Stepping out of the doorway, Chang Shou looked back at the building.

It is still plain and dilapidated.

No trace of a copy can be seen.

"Heilou is quite capable."

Yang Shou murmured, took out the tattoo needle again, and inserted it quietly into his feet.

The cunning tattoo artist is fierce and strange, with a terrifying aura.

This tattoo needle also has a fierce aura.

Only if someone leaves from the black building and passes through here, they will definitely be infected with it.

No harm.

But it will make their emotions more impulsive, and the weirdness on their bodies will also be restless.

Since then, it has been difficult to hide in the city.

"If you do something in the dark building, you will startle the snake."

"But after these people left, they were discovered by other spies or people from the Conspiracy Bureau."

"It has nothing to do with me."

Yang Shou thought silently and walked out along the alley.

This is an urban village.

The buildings are low and the streets are cramped.

The prosperity of Jinghai seems to have nothing to do with this place.

After walking for ten minutes, they came to the spacious road.

Standing on the side of the road and waiting for a while, Yang Shou beckoned, and a taxi stopped.

"Where are you going brother?"

The driver poked his head out and signaled Yang Shou to sit in the back row.

"Huating District."

Yang Shou reported the destination and got into the car.

Hearing this name, the driver looked surprised and looked at Yang Shou through the rearview mirror.

Huating Community is not the top in Jinghai, but the residents inside are definitely either rich or poor.

I heard that there are quite a few celebrities who have bought houses there.

Looking at Yang Shou's appearance, he doesn't look like a rich man.

And take a taxi from the village in the city.

Why would you go there?

The driver seemed to be a person who couldn't keep his mouth shut. He started the car and asked curiously:

"Brother, what are you doing in Huating Community?"

Yang Shou smiled, "My friend lives there, I'm going to stay overnight."

"Huh? Then your friend is quite rich. The driver was very interested, "Male or female?"

"female."

"Oh~"

The driver let out a meaningful sigh.

Yang Shou did not explain.

The friend he mentioned refers to Reba.

When she was in Hongguang Homeland, Reba left her address and contact information.

Right now.

It was approaching evening at this time, and the night gradually filled the air.

Blurred lights on the road, neon lights flickering.

The driver chatted with Yang Shou while driving.

However, Yang Shou is very ignorant of the reality, and has basically never expressed his opinion, just humming a few times at random.

After a while, the driver may also feel bored and stop talking

But when he passed a street intersection without street lights, he suddenly said quietly:

"Brother, have you heard about the tricky taxi?"

Without waiting for Yang Shou to answer, the driver said to himself:

"On the streets of Jinghai, there is a mobile copy wandering around."

"At the entrance, there is a car out of the rough army."

"When you get in the car, you think everything is normal, but you have actually entered a weird copy."

"The driver who drove the car looked ordinary, maybe chatty."

"Along the way, he might chat with you, enlivening the atmosphere."

"Of course, some passengers don't like to talk, and the driver can only keep silent.

"As the vehicle drives, the scenery on both sides keeps changing."

"Before you know it, the taxi is driving down a dark road."

"The road was dark, and it was dark in the car, and I couldn't see anything clearly, just like now.

"You suddenly feel very cold, ask the driver to turn off the air conditioner."

"When the driver raised his arm to click the button, with the dim light, you found that his arm was very white.

"It's really white."

"Not a trace of blood."

"The skin is swollen and festered, and in some places, dark brown marks can be seen.

"That's a corpse spot."

"You feel wrong and want the driver to stop."

"The car actually stopped."

"But when you turn the handle, you can't open the door at all."

"The handle is still stained with sticky black and red blood."

"You huddled in the seat in horror, and saw the driver slowly turning his head and showing a weird smile."

"And he didn't know when, from under the seat, he took out a blood-stained wrench.

"You finally know why Xuan Ji asked you to be a queen bandit."

"But it's too late."

At this moment, the taxi stopped suddenly, and the driver turned around little by little after telling the story.

The carriage was dark, and his movements were extremely stiff, like a zombie that had just crawled out of a cemetery.

When he turned around completely, he looked at Yang Shou with a weird smile on his face.

But Yang Shou looked at him like a fool.

"Master, I'm counting the time."

"You want to extort my hourly fee, right?"

"I won't pay more for the few minutes you parked."

The driver was stunned, then turned back with a dry smile, and started the car quickly.

"Haha, the main thing is that I talk a lot."

"Brother, you don't want to chat with me, I'm bored, so make a joke."

"Never mind."

"That's how I am."

The bird is really big, and there are all kinds of forests.

Yang Shou was speechless for a while.

If it was another lie, he might have believed it.

But the driver talked about being weird, so he was not sleepy.

It's just that looking around, this is an ordinary car, an ordinary driver, and it has nothing to do with weirdness.

"Are you kidding me?"

"I'll make a joke for you later."

Yang Shou also said quietly.

The driver froze for a moment, then quickly explained:

"Actually, I didn't mean to."

"I'm mainly reminding you that Jinghai really has a sneaky taxi, and I heard it's a vicious copy!"

"Its most obvious feature is that it does not allow passengers to sit in the co-pilot.

"Next time you meet me like this, I'll just let you sit in the back row.

"You should take a second look."

"The evil dungeon? The tricky taxi?" Yang Shou repeated it twice, his heart burning.

On the subsequent journey.

The driver felt embarrassed and never spoke again.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a luxurious residential area.

"Here we are, this is Huating's home."

"The meter shows eighty-three."

"Just give me eighty."

Yang Shou regretted it, "That won't work, what should be less is more.

"Actually, I quite like your jokes."

"Here, one hundred, no need to look for it."

"Huh?" The driver was suddenly flattered.

When Yang Shou mentioned before that he wanted to play a joke on him, he felt bad and kept on guard.

But I didn't expect that Yang Shou didn't care at all, and was so forthright on the contrary.

"Little brother, you are interesting."

"I hope to see you again next time."

The driver happily accepted a red note.

Yang Shou got out of the car, but sighed and said:

"I don't want to touch you."

"I want to meet the real trick driver."

Anyone else have this idea?

The driver master was startled and looked up.

Only to find that there was no one beside the car, and Yang Shou had disappeared.

"Where are people?"

Scratching his head, the driver got out of the car and looked around.

This is the entrance of the community, spacious and bright, with a sweeping view.

But Yang Shou, who was still talking just now, couldn't even see a ghost.

hiss!

A gust of cold air directly entered the driver's forehead from the tailbone.

He got into the car in a panic, closed the door firmly, and gasped for breath.

"Is this person weird?"

"Why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?"

"I still want to meet the real trick driver!"

"No, no, it should be a joke to scare me."

"It's revenge."

Barely calming down, the driver wiped his sweat and prepared to put the money in his wallet.

But after taking a subconscious glance, the whole person froze completely.

The red bill just now is still red.

It's just the pattern on it that became the Jade Emperor.

This is the coin!

"ah!"

There was a high-pitched scream at the gate of Huating Community.

Walking in the neighborhood, Yang Shou glanced back and nodded.

"It seems that my joke is more successful."