Free Web NovelOn the phone screen, the call duration increased second by second. Outside the window, the cold wind blew, and the white curtains swayed, like some ghostly figure dancing.
At this moment, Uncle Zhang Shan, sitting at the desk, had large beads of sweat on his forehead. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
He even hesitated to touch his phone, afraid that as soon as the call ended, that figure with flowing white hair would appear behind him.
"Uncle? Are you listening? Uncle." The voice on the other end, like a death knell, rang out again.
Zhang Shan's emotions were on the verge of collapse, and he growled, "What exactly do you want?! I'm live streaming on the radio here! Tens of thousands of ears are listening! If something happens to me, you won't be able to escape either!" freewёbnoνel.com
Although the number of followers for Zhang Shan's radio station had never broken four digits, saying this made him feel as if countless listeners were standing with him, filling him with courage.
"Uh, Uncle... I'm really not a Strange Tale, we just wanted to go home and couldn't find a taxi, so we tried calling your number," Lu Yibei on the other end explained.
"Unexpectedly, you weren't resting either. If it's convenient for you, could you come pick us up?"
Zhang Shan's mouth twitched, "...We? Weren't you the only one who went to Shihekou Middle School?"
He didn't quite believe Lu Yibei's claim that she went to Shihekou to catch her cheating partner from the start, always feeling that she had some ulterior motive for going there.
Going to a haunted, abandoned school in the middle of the night with a hidden agenda, and then coming out with an extra "person" beside her – just thinking about it made Zhang Shan's skin crawl.
"Uncle?"
"Here, wait!" Zhang Shan gritted his teeth and responded, then turned to look at the microphone in front of him, a helpless look flashing in his slightly cloudy eyes.
"Dear listeners, I have an urgent matter to attend to here, so I have to end the broadcast early. See you tomorrow!"
After a pause, Zhang Shan sighed deeply and added, "If I can still be Lived tonight..."
With that, he ended the live stream, picked up the car keys from the table, and went out.
After Zhang Shan left, the main interface of the online live radio station displayed a few prominent words: 【Anchor Not in the Broadcast Room】. Other than that, there was only a pitch-black screen.
However...
The popularity of the broadcast room was skyrocketing, and the number of bullet comments had increased several times.
On the dark screen, a large number of bullet comments scrolled, looking almost like a haunting.
I am from the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor: "Just arrived, asking for clarification. The anchor has already ended the broadcast, so why are there still so many people? Could this be the legendary Yin world broadcast?"
White Cut Chicken under Mount Qingcheng: "This is the urban legend radio broadcast."
"Just now, the anchor was talking about meeting a strange girl, and then a girl called him. We all heard it."
"He responded in a flustered manner for a while, looking very scared, and then went out."
"He seemed to be discussing urban legend with that girl, and even said things like he'd continue the broadcast for us if he came back alive tonight. It's quite scary."
I'm Just Rubbing: "I'm from the same city as the anchor. Shihekou Middle School is an abandoned high school here. I heard it's haunted."
Not Teaming Up with Monks: "I suspect that girl is a plant, and the anchor is just putting on a show, but even if it's fake, the broadcast effect is top-notch."
Water-boiled Mermaid: "He's telling the truth. I was there at the time. I was that phone."
I am from the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor sent Rocket X3
I am from the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor: "This broadcast sounds like it has something! Followed!"
Online Pervert: "prpr, I really want to see the Strange Tale girl's legs..."
Online Pervert was banned for 1 day.
...
At midnight, on an empty street, figures were squatting by the roadside at a crossroads burning paper money. In front of them was plain rice with incense and candles stuck in it, but the firelight from the burning paper money couldn't illuminate their dark faces.
They occasionally glanced at Lu Yibei, who was standing on the side of the street. Although they just looked a few times without any special actions, it still made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.
Lu Yibei frowned deeply. Why do these urban legend love looking at me so much? Although I look quite good from a human aesthetic perspective, is the aesthetic of urban legend the same as humans?
While thinking, she glanced at the road illuminated by the dim yellow streetlights. It looked like it had just rained, with wet marks on the black asphalt road and a vast expanse of white fog drifting.
In the distance, an old bus emerged from the thin fog, as if it had driven from the past, and stopped at an empty bus stop. Through the windows, the large carriage appeared empty.
No one was waiting at the bus stop, yet it waited alone for a long time, and then drove forward with a creaking sound, disappearing into the thin fog in an instant.
Lu Yibei, "..." Is driverless technology this mature now?
If an ordinary person accidentally got on that bus, which had neither a driver nor passengers, who knows what would happen!
Uncle Zhang told me to wait here, but he didn't say when he would come. Would he be afraid to go out at this time and wait until dawn?
Lu Yibei thought, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards Du Sixian. She saw her sitting on the suitcase, gently swinging her long legs, seemingly not taking the previous events too much to heart.
Lu Yibei withdrew her gaze from Du Sixian and continued to stare blankly at the road with thin fog drifting, waiting for Uncle Zhang Shan to arrive.
When she quieted down, she was surprised to find that the hunger that had troubled her for a long time had unknowingly not appeared for a while.
Although there was still an empty feeling in her stomach, the previous state of being so hungry that she was disoriented and almost going mad had disappeared.
What's going on? Lu Yibei thought, it's like seventeen or eighteen Uncle Zhang Shans are secretly replenishing my Spiritual Energy.
"Buzz—Buzz—!"
Before Lu Yibei could figure things out, the hum of an engine came from the unseen ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) end of the winding road, interrupting her thoughts.
Following the sound.
Soon, a speeding taxi came into view. The car was covered in various strange shadows, which swayed in bizarre postures as the taxi moved forward.
That sight, like a moving Strange Tale nest, made Lu Yibei's heart skip a beat, and she secretly broke out in a cold sweat for Zhang Shan.
As expected of Hua City's second best driver! He just drove over like that, and he wasn't even attacked by urban legend?
Using a taxi to pick up urban legend, if he could charge them money, would this be a unique way to earn income? Lu Yibei thought.
The taxi executed a stylish drift, leaving curved tire marks on the ground, and stopped in front of the two of them.
The moment the car stopped, the urban legend hanging on the car sensed the aura of a high-level Strange Tale dependent emanating from Du Sixian, their faces showing panic, and they scattered with strange cries.
Zhang Shan stopped the car, rolled down the window, and looked at Lu Yibei with a grim expression, saying in a low voice, "Get in!"
"Expert, this is..." Seeing the scene before her, Du Sixian was stunned.
Lu Yibei was worried that the urban legend that had been hanging on the taxi might return, so while putting the suitcase into the trunk, she said to Du Sixian, "No time to explain, get in first!"
Upon hearing this, Du Sixian slightly opened her lips, not doubting him, and opened the car door to sit in the back seat. Then, while observing Zhang Shan through the rearview mirror, she quietly began to think.
Could this be like in many movies and novels, where the protagonists and Experts all know a taxi driver with special abilities?
This taxi driver, with his superb driving skills and an aura of swagger, is clearly no ordinary person. Their relationship must be like that, right?
It seems I need to find a way to get on good terms with him too!
As Du Sixian thought, her gaze scanned the taxi's interior and landed on the small box for business cards next to the front seat, her eyes narrowing.
After Du Sixian got in the car, Zhang Shan had been secretly observing her through the rearview mirror. Seeing her gaze fall on the small box for business cards, his face slightly changed, and he suddenly got up, grabbing the small box before Du Sixian could get up to take a business card, and threw it out the window.
Du Sixian, "???"
What is he doing?
"Hmph hmph!" Zhang Shan sneered, glaring fiercely at Du Sixian through the rearview mirror.
Using the same trick again, trying to trick me? Let me tell you, no way! A true old driver will never fall in the same place twice! Zhang Shan thought.
Du Sixian, "..." Why does this person seem to dislike me?
"Bang—!"
Lu Yibei got into the car, closed the door, looked back and forth at the silent Zhang Shan and Du Sixian, feeling a bit confused.
What did they do when I wasn't here? Why does the atmosphere feel weird?
...
Under the night sky, the taxi, alone, gradually drove away from the area of Shihekou Middle School, accompanied by flying dust.
Along the way.
Uncle Zhang Shan, making an emergency trip, felt a strong sense of resentment. At the same time, he worried that Lu Yibei might be hiding something tricky and intended to harm him, his peripheral vision constantly glancing at the pig-killing knife hidden in the car door panel.
Du Sixian had encountered a Strange Tale incident and was exhausted after being up all night. Not long after getting in the car, she fell asleep.
Lu Yibei secretly observed Uncle Zhang Shan with her peripheral vision, then slightly opened her lips.
"I say, Uncle! You..."
Hearing this, Zhang Shan's body slightly trembled, causing the taxi to sway on the road. Immediately after, he glared at Lu Yibei through the rearview mirror and said loudly, "Don't say it, I don't want to hear it!"
Are you trying to say you were just purely catching a cheating partner? Who would believe that? Anyway, I don't believe it, and don't try to explain to me, I don't want to hear it! The more you know, the more dangerous it is, I understand that principle.
Even if you really came to catch a cheating partner, judging by your appearance, I have reason to suspect that what's in your suitcase is the corpse of the scumbag! Zhang Shan thought.
After being cut off by Zhang Shan, Lu Yibei stopped speaking. No one spoke for the rest of the journey, which was very quiet.
Zhang Shan drove the two of them, circling half the city, first taking Du Sixian back to her place. After Lu Yibei safely saw her upstairs, he drove Lu Yibei back to the vicinity of Jingyi Apartment.
He drove to the apartment gate, confirmed that Lu Yibei hadn't left anything strange in the car, didn't even ask for the fare, and directly kicked her out of the car.
Sitting in the car, with one hand resting on the window, Zhang Shan lit a cigarette and watched Lu Yibei's back gradually disappear from sight.
Then, after the cigarette butt burned out, he restarted the engine and turned to drive into the night.
Another day, no, tomorrow, just tomorrow.
I must go to the Great Buddha Temple to get a protective amulet. Losing money to avert disaster! I have to get one no matter how much it costs. Zhang Shan thought.
