The author's diary of ghost stories

"You will die in the seventh minute and seventy-seven seconds when you get off the bus."

The goddess was reading very seriously, word by word.

Huang Mao was shocked by this gloomy tone for a moment, and the expression on his face was astonished. However, this astonishment only lasted for a second and turned into anger. He stood up and said with a sullen face: "Old man, you Who are you cursing?"

"This is not a curse, this is a prophecy." But the goddess was fearless, staring straight at Huang Mao with a pair of gray eyes, "I can see that you carry the original sin of 'wrath', and you will be judged. , you will be punished by God."

"What the hell, are you going to say something again?" Huang Mao became even more angry. If he hadn't seen that she was an old woman, he would have punched her.

"Stop." At this time, the policeman also walked up quickly and stood between Huang Mao and Shen Po. He stopped the two people and said politely to Huang Mao first, "Little comrade, if you have anything to say, it's better not to do anything. For good, the shelter is almost here, let’s get out of the car first.”

After saying this, he turned to look at the goddess: "Old man, just say a few words. Go to a safe place first. You can look for your family there."

"Humph." Huang Mao snorted, turned around and walked towards the car door, getting out of the car one after another along with the others.

With the police mediating, he didn't bother to get to know the old woman.

The goddess rubbed her black notebook and looked at Huang Mao walking away with a calm expression, as if she had everything in mind.

Yu Liang stared at Huang Mao's footsteps and watched Huang Mao get out of the car.

However, there was no mobile phone in the copy of Ghost Story, and he didn't have the habit of wearing a watch, so he turned his attention to the money geek sitting next to him: "Do you have a watch? Take one out and check the time."

He remembered that the gold shop just now did not sell watches, but it was considered a valuable item, and there might be one in the Scrooge's piggy jar.

The Scrooge nodded and took out a gold watch from the piggy jar. However, he did not hand it to Yu Liang. He just held it in his hand to show Yu Liang.

5:47.

The time now is 5:47 in the morning. He has been struggling in this double-mirror world for most of the night since he killed the girl. Fortunately, he had rested for a long time yesterday, otherwise he might not have been able to hold on. Mental drain.

He carefully observed the gold watch. There were slight scratches on the glass dial of the gold watch, so it was not sold in a gold shop. It should have been ripped off by a money-grubber from an unknown corpse.

Seven minutes and seventy-seven seconds, strictly speaking it should be eight minutes and seventeen seconds. Yu Liang decided to follow Huang Mao to see if Huang Mao was dead after eight minutes.

If he really died, Yu Liang would have to be careful about this goddess.

Well, by then he will snatch the black notebook from the goddess to see what is written on it.

The group of people got off the bus one after another and walked out of the bus. The driver's uncle also took out a large flashlight, but the flashlight didn't work in this fog.

"Everyone, try to get closer and don't get separated in the fog. I have a gun to protect everyone." The policeman stood in the center of the crowd and said loudly, and he became the focus of everyone's attention as he deserved.

Yu Liang and Shou Gui were naturally happy to do this. They wished that no one would notice them. One just wanted to be a bystander, while the other was eyeing the big boss in suits and ties.

The big boss doesn't wear gold and silver, but the watch on his hand is worth a lot at first glance, and it shines with an ineffective light, at least in the eyes of a money-watching man.

"Don't worry, there will be a chance." Yu Liang saw the intention of the money-slinging ghost, so he grabbed the money-keeping ghost who was about to make a move and whispered.

In this doomsday environment, the value of a watch will continue to decrease over time, and in the future it will not even be as good as the bag of food he is holding, so it is not difficult to get this watch.

"Yeah." The money-keeper naturally trusted Yu Liang, so he walked aside with the piggy jar in his arms.

Seeing how well-behaved it was, Yu Liang naturally had the intention to conquer it.

Although I don’t know what is so special about this money-keeping ghost, it would be good if it could be included in the universe.

At least he is very obedient and has no shortcomings except for his desire for gold and silver.

Speaking of which, aren't those Western dragons the same?

Readers of novels will like to see things like Dragon Lady, so the money-keeping ghost...

Not bad either.

The group of people walked in the mist. They maintained a group formation, next to each other, and followed the driver brother who took the lead towards the departure warehouse, while the policeman was the last one behind.

If it were a straight formation, the police at the end of the line would not be able to see the people at the front, and would not be able to provide timely support, so everyone would maintain the current formation.

However, the farther Yu Liang walked, the more doubtful he became. This town was not big, but there must still be tens of thousands of people.

The town is now divided into ten shelters. The survivors nearby should all be heading towards the shelters. However, they have not encountered other groups of survivors along the way. It seems that there is only one group in the mist. Their group.

Can these monsters eat people so fast?

Yu Liang couldn't help but murmur in his heart, but what he has to do now is to follow this group of survivors and figure out the surrounding situation first before making plans. Anyway, "Yu Liang"'s home is on Yueqing Road, and he won't be able to travel long distances. Walk.

Li Huachao's mental state was not good now, and Yu Liang himself had not slept all night. To be on the safe side, he felt that it would be better to recharge his batteries before going to "Yu Liang's" home.

"Mr. Zhang, did you hear any buzzing?"

As the group was walking, the little follower next to the boss suddenly stopped and asked in confusion.

"Is there any?" Huang Mao turned back to look at the little follower, and at the same time he also pricked up his ears to listen.

Sure enough, there was a faint humming sound in the thick fog, coming from mid-air, and the sound became louder and louder.

"Be careful, something is coming." The policeman looked into the air, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the fog and accurately land on the creature that was about to attack.

And without any hesitation, he raised his gun and shot towards the source of the buzzing sound.

"Bang-bang."

Three consecutive shots were fired, and the bullets pierced the fog and hit accurately. Three groups of mutated creatures immediately fell from the air. They fell to the ground, and their bodies were torn apart by the guns.

The buzzing sound disappeared, and the policeman put down his gun. He only saw these three mutant creatures, and he could be sure that the area was safe for the time being.

"Well!"

There were bursts of exclamations in the crowd. They first moved away from the monster on the ground, and then moved closer to observe when the monster stopped moving.

It was a kind of insect that looked like a bee. Each one was the size of a fist, and had protruding sharp teeth. It had a devilish look on its face, and had a huge sting at its tail.

"What the hell is this!" Huang Mao looked at the sting needle with green venom and couldn't help but feel scared.

"Maybe the bee colony has mutated." The driver replied, "But no one keeps bees in the city. Could it be that they are just a few scattered ones flying over from the nearby mountains?"

"The fifth spirit blew the trumpet, and the key to the bottomless pit was given to him. He opened the bottomless pit, and endless smoke came up, and the sun and the sky were darkened." The goddess was chanting again, "There is And the locusts flew out of the smoke to the earth, and power was given to them, like the power of scorpions.”

"Old lady, what is Scorpion's ability?" A female student looked worried and couldn't help but ask.

The goddess looked at the female student and said calmly: "Poison. My child, the scorpion's ability is poison."

"A blind person can see that this insect is poisonous." Huang Mao curled his lips and looked away.

"Everyone, let's go first." The policeman urged everyone to move on. He asked the driver, "Brother driver, how far is the departure warehouse?"

"It's almost there, it's about a few hundred meters away." The driver replied, "We'll be there in ten minutes."

"good."

Everyone avoided the three bees or locusts on the ground and continued to move forward.

There are flaming car wrecks on the side of the street, blood stains are all over the road like stamps, and human severed limbs and internal organs are everywhere. This scene is like purgatory on earth.

The atmosphere among everyone also inadvertently became depressed.

"There are no corpses, not a single corpse on this road." The uncle driver noticed something and said alertly.

"Maybe it was eaten by a monster? I saw a monster with a big mouth. It ate many people." Huang Mao said with lingering fear.

Yu Liang glanced at them. These people didn't seem to know that monsters were "resurrected" from corpses.

Looking at it now, fortunately some monsters have a tendency to eat people or even eat other monsters. Otherwise, there might be tens of thousands of monsters in this town. This kind of monster is more powerful than the zombies in the movie. If the number is still so huge, , that really leaves no way to survive.

The policeman looked at the severed limbs on the ground for a long time and did not leave his sight for a long time. It was not until the driver's uncle called him that he raised his head again.

"Keep walking." He said, and then he looked at Yu Liang, "Little comrade, can you give me one of the compressed biscuits in your hand? Sorry, I'm a little... hungry now. But I will return it to you."

"It's okay, no need to pay it back. You saved me, saved us, it's just a biscuit." So Yu Liang handed a compressed biscuit to the policeman and gave him a bottle of water at the same time.

"Ahem." Mr. Zhang coughed twice, then straightened his suit jacket.

The little follower on the side immediately understood and reached out to Yu Liang to ask: "Friend, we, Mr. Zhang, also need to eat."

Yu Liang glanced at him, then looked at the hand reaching out to him, and immediately turned aside to avoid it.

"Okay, give me something in exchange. Give me the watch and I'll give you biscuits." Yu Liang pointed directly at the watch in Mr. Zhang's hand and said.

The money-grubbers on the side kept nodding in agreement.

"That watch?" The little follower was stunned. He didn't seem to have thought that Yu Liang would have such an unreasonable request. When he realized it, he snorted coldly, "That watch can buy you a warehouse of compressed biscuits. You It’s a beautiful thought.”

"Then you can try and see if you can buy another warehouse of biscuits now." Yu Liang shrugged, pointing to the depths of the fog, "There must be a convenience store on this street, and there is no cashier now. Do you want to eat? Just go in and get whatever you want."

"You!" The little follower's face changed. Now this situation requires him to go to a convenience store in the fog to get food?

Are you kidding me? Are you dying?

"I also ventured into the convenience store to get the food. The police comrade saved me, so I gave it to him. What about you?" Yu Liang glanced at the little follower. He was too lazy to pay attention to such a person.

It's already this time, and the ideological concepts have not changed yet. If you enter the world of ghost stories as a player, you will probably be the first group of people to die.

"Do you know who Mr. Zhang is? When we get to the shelter, we will receive VIP-level treatment. What's wrong with eating a cookie from you now?" The little follower looked sullen, as if he wanted to argue, but was stopped by Mr. Zhang. .

"Forget it, let's wait until we get to the shelter." Mr. Zhang took a deep look at Yu Liang, but no one else in the team asked Yu Liang for food.

The shelter is right in front of you, and there should be food and water there. There is really no need to ask for trouble in a place like this.

Yu Liang watched the policeman quickly swallow half of a piece of compressed biscuit, then open the mineral water, and drank most of the bottle with one tilt of his head. Some water leaked from the corner of the policeman's mouth and dripped down his neck.

Wait, when did the black lines on the police officers disappear?

Looking carefully, Yu Liang noticed that the policeman no longer had the faint black lines on his body. At this time, the policeman looked no different from a normal person.

It's no wonder that no one else has noticed anything strange about the police.

"Here, are you hungry? There's half a piece left." The policeman handed the biscuit to Mr. Zhang, who looked at the half-drinked mineral water. "If you don't mind, this bottle of water is fine..."

"Forget it, no need." Mr. Zhang refused immediately and turned to look in the direction he was going, "Let's go and get to the shelter as soon as possible."

"Um?"

A suspicious voice came from the crowd. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound source and immediately dispersed in shock.

I saw an insect floating down from the air, landing on the goddess's shoulder, and slowly crawling towards the goddess's neck. The green fluorescent tail spine seemed to be about to prick the goddess.

"Shoot it! Kill this bug!" the little follower screamed and backed away suddenly.

"No, this gun is too powerful. No matter how accurate I am, I will still hurt the old lady." The police officer shook his head, and his eyes were looking around, as if looking for a convenient weapon.

Looking at the goddess again, the expression on her face was extremely calm. She slowly closed her eyes and whispered:

“The Spirit commanded them, saying, Do not harm the grass of the earth or any green thing on the ground, but do harm to him who does not have the seal of God on his forehead.”

The insect stopped crawling and made a buzzing sound from its cavity.

"Locusts on the ground only harm crops but not people. Locusts in smoke only harm people but not crops. All evil powers are given by God. People who belong to God have a mark on their bodies, and they are people who cannot be harmed by locusts."

The insect actually did not prick out the poisonous needle, but just stayed quietly on the goddess's body. Such a magical sight also stunned everyone present, and they all stood still for a while.

The driver and the policeman were still looking at the goddess worriedly. Mr. Zhang frowned slightly, while the two female students widened their eyes with surprise.

Yu Liang, who was standing behind the police, also found it incredible. This scene already had some supernatural meaning in it.

Is there really something magical about this goddess?

Will the prophecies of the Day of Judgment be fulfilled one by one?

"Watch." Yu Liang said to the money-slinging ghost, and the money-keeping ghost took out the watch and showed it to him.

Eight minutes have passed now, and there are only more than ten seconds left before Huang Mao's death, and the only thing that can hurt Huang Mao's life now is the bug on the goddess's shoulder. .

Sure enough, after shaking his head for a while, the insect turned his attention to Huang Mao in the crowd, then flapped his wings and flew towards Huang Mao headlong.

"Get out of the way!" The policeman immediately raised his gun and pointed it at the bug. He was sure that he could easily hit the bug, but he was also sure that the bullet would definitely injure the people around him after it penetrated the bug.

"Save me! It's targeting me!" Huang Mao was frightened and was about to run away.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Yu Liang stepped forward, grabbed a piece of compressed biscuit and hit the insect. At the same time, the shadow attendants under his feet also moved together, moving under the insect to easily drag it up and pull it away. to the ground.

Then, he followed up with a kick and kicked the insect away far away.

"boom--"

Seeing that the bug was far away from the crowd, the police also shot it and killed it.

"Huh--" Huang Mao kept patting his chest and gasping. When he was stared at by an insect with a devilish face just now, he felt that his soul was about to be frozen.

If you were stung by this insect, you would definitely die.

After Yu Liang finished all this, he looked at his watch again. The time now exceeded seven minutes and seventy-seven seconds.

In other words, the goddess's prediction has failed.

He has nothing to lose by saving people. If he can save people, he can save them, and he can also verify one thing.

Even if the goddess has the ability to predict, this kind of prediction can be broken, and it is not as unsolvable as the law of cause and effect weapon.

It is still important to confirm this.

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead." Huang Mao breathed a sigh of relief and instantly became happy.

"You would not have died in the first place." The goddess muttered and continued chanting, "The spirit does not allow the locusts to kill people, but only makes them suffer for five months. The pain is like the pain of a scorpion sting."

Even Yu Liang thought it was nonsense after hearing this. After all, Huang Mao could have a way of saying it no matter whether he was alive or dead?

It sounds similar to a deceptive trick. To put it nicely, it can be called a magic trick.

This also made Yu Liang begin to doubt whether the experience he gained from novels and film and television dramas was correct.

According to normal rules, if there is such a goddess, no matter whether she is powerful or not, the prophecy should come true, even if it is just a coincidence.

But it didn't. On the contrary, the goddess also gave such rhetoric that was completely false at first glance, which greatly reduced the credibility of this set of prophecies.

However, unexpectedly, Huang Mao did not taunt the goddess this time. His face was solemn, as if he was thinking about something important.

"Come on, it should be safe at the shelter." The driver patted Huang Mao on the back.

The group set out again.

After about five minutes, Yu Liang finally heard someone's voice. After walking a few more steps, he could see the outline of a large warehouse through the fog.

"Are there no guards?" The policeman walked to the door of the warehouse and looked around. There was no sentry here, and he didn't even see anyone outside the warehouse. This gave him a bad feeling.

If the police or higher-ups took control of the warehouse, they would never do this. It would be too dangerous, and monsters would not know when they would sneak in.

He opened the door of the warehouse and looked at the scene inside the warehouse, while other people behind him also looked into the warehouse.

chaos.

This was the first impression the police had when they saw this warehouse.

There were not many people in the warehouse, only about fifty. At this time, the survivors were looting the supplies in the warehouse.

"I saw these things first, and they are mine!"

"Shit! I moved this from over there. Did you see it? This is my bed!"

"Who can prove it? If you have this time to steal from me, you might as well go over there and move some more."

"you!"

This warehouse seems to be used to store food. In addition, there are some daily necessities, and now these survivors are occupying the supplies in disorder.

Quarrels are bound to happen. Yu Liang even saw a few people fighting. There were faint blood stains on the ground. If there weren't any handy weapons in the warehouse, it might be more than just blood stains.

"boom!"

When the police saw this, he no longer hesitated. He stood at the door of the warehouse and fired a shot into the air.

The gunfire was loud, and in an instant the other survivors in the warehouse stopped what they were doing, and all looked over.

"police?"

The blue police uniform and the gun in the hands of the police made everyone calm down in a very short time.

"Is there anyone in charge here? Who posted the information on the radio to come to this shelter?" the police officer walked into the warehouse and said loudly, making sure that his words could be heard by the people in the warehouse, and he repeated it again.

It's just that the survivors in the warehouse looked at each other, and no one could tell the reason.

Generally speaking, the radio said that survivors would be gathered in this shelter. The survivors did not dare to make trouble for a long time when they first arrived here. Only when they confirmed that there was indeed no supervision here would they feel free to grab supplies boldly.

So who made the broadcast?

Not a superior?

The policeman frowned slightly and took out his walkie-talkie, but there was no sound from it.

When the fog first rose, these things still had signals. Now that the fog has spread to the entire town, he doesn't know what happened. In short, these modern products have lost their effect.

The police could not allow this disorder to continue. After confirming that everyone else in the warehouse was an ordinary survivor, he took the lead as he should.

There may be people among these ordinary people who are more suitable to be managers than him, but it is obvious that only he can convince the public in this situation.

"In this case, this warehouse will be managed by me temporarily until the superiors appoint new personnel to take over. Do you have any opinions?" the policeman continued.

"No."

There were sparse responses from the crowd, but no one raised any objection.

If it were another country, it would never be so smooth, but here, most people are still willing to trust the police at critical moments.

Yu Liang stood behind the police. His eyes swept across the survivors in the warehouse and quickly locked on a group of people.

A group of strong men with hand axes.

It's the group of people sent by Jingling to hunt him down!

Yu Liang instantly recognized the "wooden man" leading the group.

"Li Huachao! Get up and get to work!"

He shouted to Li Huachao in his heart.