The author's diary of ghost stories

"Comrade, how to get to Linhang Warehouse?" The policeman saw Yu Liang and stepped forward to ask, "Are you a resident nearby?"

"Linghang warehouse? Which Lingbang warehouse?" Yu Liang did not distance himself from the policeman, because the policeman seemed to be able to communicate, just like a money-keeping ghost.

Of course, the most important thing is that the police have guns, so keeping a distance is of no use.

Yu Liang used "check" at the police.

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police

Name: Police (cannot be used for character synthesis)

Texture: Strange Creatures

Note: He died in the line of duty, and the Yin energy entered his body and he was resurrected as a strange creature.

Sure enough, this is a strange creature generated by a policeman.

Yu Hao glanced at the pistol seemingly accidentally and imprinted its general shape in his mind.

It was a revolver, completely black, with a short barrel and a small caliber. The ammunition capacity should be six rounds, and two rounds had been used just to kill the monster dog.

It should be the common 9mm police pistol.

Yu Liang made a judgment in his mind. It was inevitable that he would encounter firearms-related content when writing, so he also had a shallow understanding of firearms.

Compared with military pistols, the core of this kind of police pistol is to deter criminals, so its power is extremely low. There was even a record of being unable to kill a mad cow with forty shots, but now it only takes two shots to kill one. Monsters that have only mutated can even be beaten to death by penetrating this dense fog.

Obviously, this gun has also been strengthened by Kaitan and given special properties and abilities, just like the Scrooge's piggy jar.

Li Huachao's doubtful voice came from the bottom of his heart: "Let me tell you in advance, I don't mean to offend, I'm just a little curious. Do you think he is a ghost? Hiss - this ghost sounds much more handsome than a hunter."

Yu Liang also replied with his heart: "Shut up."

"Oh." So Li Huachao honestly stopped talking.

"The radio said it was Linhang Warehouse near Yueqing Road." the policeman replied. "There are about ten temporary shelters set up in the town. That is the closest one to us, but I just came here. I am not familiar with the nearby people." The situation is not very familiar.”

"Sorry, I don't live nearby." Yu Liang shook his head and said. In this foggy situation, I'm afraid only people who have always lived nearby can find the right way.

But it's not like he has no solution, otherwise he wouldn't be able to go to that "Yu Liang" home.

This town is not big, so there are only two bus routes here. When he went to find the grocery store before, he noticed the small map on the bus license plate and the names of the various bus stops, so he only needed to follow the bus. You can find the home of "Yu Liang" by walking along the route.

Wait, Linhang Warehouse near Yueqing Road?

"Yu Liang"'s home is there.

"But I should be able to find the warehouse. There is a small map at the nearby bus stop." So Yu Liang said to the police.

"Okay, little comrade, just follow me." The policeman smiled, but he did not put the pistol into his holster. "There are monsters in the fog, we have to be careful."

"Yeah, I'll go with you." Yu Liang did not refuse the policeman's kindness. Now it seems that this policeman is definitely capable of fighting, at least much more powerful than the money-grubber.

Eh?

By the way, where is the Scrooge?

Yu Liang was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that the Scrooge had disappeared from his side. He walked around and finally found the Scrooge behind a telephone pole.

"Why did you run away?" Yu Liang asked suspiciously, looking at the shivering Scrooge hiding behind the telephone pole.

The Scrooge pointed at the policeman over there, but his sleeves were too long and even half of them were hanging down, so he couldn't show his hands at all. He said: "Police! Police catch the thief!"

After saying that, it hugged its piggy jar tightly again, as if it didn't want its stolen goods to be confiscated.

"It's okay. If you don't tell me, no one will know." Yu Liang whispered, "He can protect our safety, and he is not a human being like you, so he shouldn't reject you."

But there was one thing he didn't say, as long as the policeman was not transformed into a demon of justice. What if the policeman thought that the meaning of resurrection was to eliminate all the monsters in the world...

Well, this setting seems to be quite common.

Yu Liang prayed for the money-keeping ghost in his heart.

"Okay." The Scrooge nodded. It looked down at the huge overalls and paper hood it was wearing, and then buried its head in the overalls and smelled it.

It shouldn't smell like a monster, right?

"Wait a minute and be smart. It will be whatever I say." Yu Liang said, and then led the money-grubber towards the police.

When Yu Liang approached, the police immediately asked: "Is this your brother?"

"Well, he has suffered from autism and aphasia since he was a child. He cannot speak and is very afraid of strangers. The monster dog just scared him away." Yu Liang explained, "If he wants to leave home, he must take him with him Wear a paper hood like this and wear it so thickly."

"Okay, don't worry, little brother, I will protect you." The policeman nodded when he saw this. Although such a child is special, he can completely understand it.

The money-keeper nodded slightly, barely discernible. Judging from his appearance, he looked like an autistic child.

They walked along the street and soon found a bus stop. Yu Liang walked to the bus stop and studied the map above for a while to identify the direction.

Yueqing Road is on the east side and can be reached by bus after four stops.

"You should go there along this road." Yu Liang pointed to a street leading to the east and told the police beside him.

"Thank you, let's set off now." The policeman smiled, but suddenly stopped his smile and turned to look into the fog in another direction, with a puzzled look on his face.

"What's wrong? What did you see?" Yu Liang asked when he saw this.

"There is a bus." The policeman frowned slightly. He held up the gun and entered a firing state.

The low hum of the vehicle engine gradually approached, and a black blur appeared in the thick gray fog. Then the entire bus appeared in front of the two people and stopped in front of the bus stop.

In this foggy sky, Yu Liang felt like a ghost bus was driving towards him.

"Tsk-" The bus door opened, and the driver's greeting came, "Come on, I'll take you to the shelter."

Yu Liang looked inside the bus and saw a few scattered people in the bus. He carefully observed the appearance of the driver and these people, but found no inhuman features.

On the contrary, the Scrooge and the policeman did not look like the same person.

"Don't hesitate, come up quickly. The sooner you get to the shelter, the sooner you'll be safe." An urging voice came from the back of the carriage.

"Get on the bus first." The policeman got on the bus first. Although the bus in the fog looked very strange, he did not see the characteristics of those monsters in these people.

"Yeah." Yu Liang got into the car with a skeptical attitude. He couldn't help but ask the driver, "Is it really okay to drive in such a heavy fog?"

"Hey, what are you talking about?" The driver smiled and pressed the button to close the door. "I have been driving this road for twenty years. I know where to turn with my eyes closed. Don't worry, I will take you smoothly. To the destination.”

"Okay, thank you then." Yu Liang thanked him, and then sat in the front seat of the bus with the policeman, as far away as possible from the people in the back row.

"Is this kid your brother?" the driver asked curiously, looking at the strangely dressed money man.

"Well, he has autism and aphasia. He can't speak and can't get along with others normally, so he needs to hide in a paper bag to give him a sense of security." Yu Liang explained, and the driver was completely able to explain this way. accept.

Yu Liang looked at the back row. The composition of the people in the back row was a bit complicated. They didn't look like they were traveling together. They were probably all picked up one after another by the driver.

There were two female students whispering, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather jacket with a haughty expression. He looked like he should be a big boss. There was a minion beside him who was helping him carry his briefcase.

In addition, there was a man with yellow hair wearing a red top and an old woman wrapped in a black robe.

It was the little follower who urged Yu Liang and the police before he was born.

"Police?" The little follower shouted in surprise when he saw the police uniform.

For ordinary people, seeing the police is like seeing a savior in times of trouble.

As he shouted, the eyes of other people in the car immediately focused on the policeman.

Maybe it’s because these people are sitting farther away, or maybe it’s because the policeman is indeed darker, but the passengers in the back row haven’t noticed the faint black veins on the policeman’s body yet, and no one among them even pays attention to the strange appearance of the money-slinger. dressed in confusion.

"Hello everyone, I am a patrol officer from the Qingyuan Town Public Security Bureau." The policeman nodded and responded, "Please rest assured, I will protect everyone's safety here. When you arrive at the shelter, please obey the arrangements of your superiors and avoid disasters in an orderly manner. .”

"Comrade police, do you know where this fog comes from? I also saw monsters in the fog." The little follower asked a question that everyone was concerned about.

"Sorry, I encountered this fog while performing official duties. This fog obscured the signal. I have to ask my superiors to know the specific situation." The police could not answer their question, "But the monster can be left to me. to deal with it.”

"Okay, okay, that's good." The little follower breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to look at the middle-aged man beside him with a flattering smile on his face, "Mr. Zhang, it's okay. I know someone at Linhang Warehouse. I’ll ask them to make arrangements later, and you can ask for anything you want.”

"Yes." Mr. Zhang just nodded slightly, his face still expressionless.

"This is judgment." The old woman said seriously, holding a small black-covered book in her hand. "Disasters come in response to God's will to punish people with delusional thoughts."

"There are no gods in this world. When you were chased by that monster just now, the driver who saved you was not a god." Huang Mao, who was sitting in front of her, curled his lips and said disdainfully.

On the surface, everyone respects other people's religious beliefs, so no one except Huang Mao refuted the old woman, but the meaning behind everyone's silence was also obvious.

"This is God's punishment for me, because I also had delusional thoughts." The old woman continued, "But nothing happened to me in the end, because God saw that I was worthy of redemption."

"Okay, okay, I won't be nagging you." Huang Mao didn't bother to pay attention to this nagging old man.

Yu Liang, who was sitting in the front row, heard very helplessly.

This fog seems to have been released by Li Huachao. Rounding things off, Li Huachao is a god, right?

If these believers knew that their god was a thing like Li Huachao, they would probably quit the church on the spot, right?

"boom--"

Something small fell from the sky and hit the roof of the car.

The sudden sound startled everyone. They all raised their heads and looked at the top of the carriage, but through a layer of iron sheet, no one knew what happened.

Then there were sounds one after another, and stone-like objects hit the car one after another, as if hitting everyone's hearts, and the tense atmosphere spread in the car.

"It's hail, it's hail." The female student looked out the window. She was the first to notice what was outside the window.

So everyone looked out the window again and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw hailstones breaking through the fog and hitting the ground and hitting the car windows.

Fortunately, it was just hail.

"It's on fire, there's a fire over there!" Huang Mao noticed the orange-red light dancing faintly in the fog outside the window, and screamed again.

Only the faint light of the fire could be seen through the fog, but the area of ​​the flames seemed to be very large, and the flames soared into the sky and extended to the entire street.

However, the strange thing is that the flames did not dispel the fog, but instead made the fog denser, almost condensing into a solid state.

"The first spirit blew his trumpet, and hail and fire mingled with blood were thrown to the earth, and a third of the earth and a third of the trees were burned." The old woman continued to recite the words, and then waved her hands. He took the small book in his hand and emphasized his tone, "Did you see it? Everything is exactly the same as what was written on the judgment. This is a prophecy, a prophecy!"

She bowed in front of her chest, lowered her head and prayed: "May all the lost lambs find their way back."

"Ha, then I have to ask you..." Huang Mao snorted coldly. He seemed to dislike such nagging people the most, "I don't think you are an afterthought. Now there are hail and fire. , I guess you are right, but what about the blood? Didn’t it mean that hail and fire were mixed with blood?”

"Blood?" The old woman heard the teasing tone in Huang Mao's mouth and sneered as well, "Blood is in the bodies of the lambs! You don't understand, you don't understand."

"Just keep making it up." Huang Mao and she didn't like each other, so he didn't want to pay attention to her.

Yu Liang, who was sitting in the front row of the car, frowned. The old woman's words gave him a familiar feeling.

Judgment Day, this is something described in the girl's album. Although there are some differences, it still happens now under the promotion of Li Huachao.

The "lost lambs" the old woman just mentioned should refer to people like them who have no religious beliefs, and the phrase "the blood is in the bodies of the lambs" seems to imply another thing.

Yu Liang thought of another page the girl had drawn.

“Wash your garments white in the blood of the Lamb.”

Use the blood of these lost humans to wash your white clothes?

Whiten that black robe on her body?

So this could be some kind of human sacrifice ritual.

Yu Liang had some guesses in his mind.

If it is a living sacrifice ceremony, it is obviously not enough for this old woman to be a goddess. There may be many people in black robes like her in this town, and it is possible that the gang of swordsmen and axemen are specialized in this sect. thug.

From then on, the bus fell into silence. They were not the same type of people and had nothing in common. Their only wish at this time was to reach the shelter as soon as possible.

"Yueqing Road is almost here." The driver in front said loudly, "But this temporary warehouse is no longer on the bus route. I'm not that familiar with the road. We'd better get off the car and walk there, otherwise we might crash or something. "

"good."

There was a sparse response from the carriage.

Huang Mao also stood up, looked back at the old woman, smiled and asked, "Come on, we are going into the fog this time. Has your god told you any prophecies? You can tell us first."

Silence, the bus fell into silence for a while.

No one moved, it seemed that everyone was paying attention to the old woman's words.

The old woman raised her eyes and stared at him, words popping out of her throat one by one:

"He told me you would die seven minutes and seventy-seven seconds after you got off the bus."