Of course, people who are poisoned will be poisoned. They are slaves of evil spirits.

A passer-by grandmother left after saying these words! And took the driver’s bloody coat.
The door is closed, and the old woman is outside the car door.
Meng Jiaying, who was sitting next to me at this time, asked me what the old woman wanted to save the driver.
Actually, I asked myself this question in my heart.
But grandma said that only those who might know her life can explain all this.
I sighed and said to Meng Huiying, Maybe Grandma is atoning, Maybe Grandma is an undead way to work for evil spirits!
After saying this, I sighed twice!
Car start
It didn’t take long to get to the middle of the road.
However, at this time, I deliberately looked out of the window.
My eyes fixed on the old woman.
I saw grandma put the driver’s coat in the middle of the road and prayed devoutly.
At this point, the driver smiled and said that this finally saw the way.
I was very surprised after hearing this …
The car kept going … all the way … towards the deserted corpse village.
No one knows what will happen next and what strange things will happen.
I frowned and I didn’t know what to panic … I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart.
Ps Zhou Bin didn’t know that when he was flustered, a man was hit by a car and crushed to the ground by the driver’s coat, and just after that, there was a garbage collector. When the old man saw the old man walking down the road to pick up the coat, a car rushed over, crushing the old man’s head and spilling blood all over the ground. Grandma sighed after watching all this. Maybe no one knows that this is a life and helping the driver redeem his life. This is a way of redemption.
Chapter 2 A storm
After leaving the remote town
The bus took us to a seemingly deserted place.
Looking around, there are weeds, stones and some crooked trees.
Meng Huiying hugged my arm tightly and told me that she was a little scared.
I don’t know why Meng Huiying would say that! But everything in front of me seems deserted, and there is no trace of terror
I looked around the window and said, What are you afraid of?
Meng Huiying gave me a look, and the two men looked at each other! After she glanced over her face, Meng Huiying pointed out of the window.
I looked in the direction pointed by my finger.
Meng Huiying said, See that cloud in the distance?
When Meng Huiying woke up, I just saw that there was a cloud floating in the sky.
I frowned and replied, I saw it. Why?
Meng Huiying said that it is estimated that there will be a big storm in a while.
I feel that Meng Huiying is a little alarmist, because that color cloud is still far away from us.
What am I thinking when I say?
But not long after!
I saw a strong wind outside the window.
Being blown by the strong wind, the trees outside the window stagger like a drunk who has drunk two Jin.
When the wind came, the sky above my head suddenly changed.
With the dark clouds coming like hordes, the sun is shining and the sky is overcast and lifeless, just like a bus breaking into hell.
The sun was obscured by dark clouds.
The bus on the bumpy road had to hit the headlights in front.
The driver sighed that the weather is so fucking changeable.
After saying this, there was a crackling sound outside the window.
It turned out that I was the rain hitting the window glass and making a noise until the car said it was hail! Only then did I realize that it was really hail.
I looked out of the window and now I find that everything around me has been shrouded in color!
We’re driving at night …
Looking up at the bus windshield, the bright lights can clearly see the trajectory of hail and rain.
In the gale, rain or hail are almost always blown in one direction by the gale.
Meng Huiying around me said to me, Zhou Bin, will we die here?
I sighed and didn’t know how to answer.
However, at this time, a pale light suddenly crossed the sky, and everything around us was pale.
Then there came a huge thunder, just like a bomb exploded not far from us.
Look into the distant sky.
At this moment, the dark clouds are wrapped in a series of flashes, which seem to be about to extinguish the half-burned charcoal fire in the furnace.
The car jolted and the driver held the steering wheel with both hands, more like a sailing helmsman.
After seeing this, my eyes turned to others in the car.
They look dignified, pale and flashing, which gives rise to a sense of fear, especially when the pale flashes across their faces.
The bumpy dirt road bumps us like sitting in a cabin and enduring the bumps, like duckweed on the sea …