Liao Xuebing was just in a state of excitement and continued to speak in a low voice like a Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio: "They buried the widow alive and returned to Shishe Town. After asking others, they realized that the other townsmen were afraid that their widow's son was excited and locked him in the house and never came out. How could they see him running on the road and calling his mother? The mayor took a few Wu Bo and the bold townsmen to Guan's son's house and saw that he fell to the ground, his feet were covered in blood, and some places were frozen and blue, and they were already dead.

I was surprised. I saw the widow's son running over on the road, but five or six people in the car saw it with their own eyes. No one had hallucinations. This was amazing. Later, not long after, the mayor and the witch and the driver died. They were all very strange when they died. They were not dead anywhere else, but were found on the road. They were barefoot and their feet were frozen so cold that they were covered in purple. Look at our parking lot here, is the soil a little concave? I guess the place where the chaste widow was buried alive is under our wheels."

Murong Bingyu smiled strongly: "You are talking nonsense about the monsters, are you talking nonsense? I don't believe it at all." She said, but she didn't dare to look at the gloomy night outside the car window, as if a child would run from the end of the road and shout at her mother.

"Oh, don't be afraid, I'm just telling stories. You went out so late and didn't go back. The agent should be anxious."

Seeing that she changed the topic, Murong Bingyu breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, I have never been back so late, Sister Yan must be very worried. What should I do now? I hope she will investigate and discover us after calling the police."

"well"

Maybe after drinking too much coffee, Murong Bingyu was tireless and energetic. He wanted to find something to change his fear of Wubian's default, but found that Liao Xuebing had already tilted his head and dozed off. She gradually felt that the people were peeing. After checking around, she didn't even dare to open the car window, let alone getting off the car and looking for a place to urinate? This place is not as convenient as in the city, and there are people who care about their well-being.

It was so suffocating that she couldn't bear it. After persisting for more than half an hour, Liao Xuebing had already snored slightly. The more she felt her urination became stronger and stronger, and the bladder became more and more swollen. So her whole body felt uncomfortable with the sourness. A little movement made her feel like she wanted to explode on the spot.

Her legs trembled slightly, and Murong Bingyu gritted her teeth. It would be great if Liao Xuebing was not in the car at this moment. She looked at the forest and remembered the clumsy horror story just now. She was both nervous and helpless, fearful and uncomfortable. Finally, her body overcomes the strange thoughts in her heart. She found a small flashlight in the toolbox and gently pushed open the car door.

Qiufeng pointed, and goose bumps appeared on her bare skin. She couldn't help but take a step back. When she touched the car on her back, she felt that her bladder was about to burst, and her urine was about to spurt out of her urethra. She immediately abandoned her fear and shyness, and walked step by step into the bushes on the side of the road.

She just wanted to end this embarrassing and uncomfortable situation as soon as possible, and habitually looked at the left and right no one around. She took advantage of the light of the flashlight and found a little feeling, so she felt a little relieved and decided to pull down her pants and squat down.

At this time, a buzzing sound in the bushes, and in the quiet night, Murong Bingyu's nerves were originally jumping into a string that was almost broken, and it seemed that he heard a shrill cry: "Everyone who I want to pass here will not die well." Her spine suddenly became cold, and she immediately let out a tragic scream.

He pressed his palpitations and turned the flashlight stiffly, but found that it was just a fat Akita mouse looking under the roots of the tree. Murong Bingyu breathed a long sigh, his body was approaching the point of exhaustion, and his urine was already spraying out happily.

Liao Xuebing suddenly woke up when he heard the scream. He turned his head and found that the driving position was empty. He looked at it intently. There was a faint light in the bushes on the side of the road. He thought that Murong Bingyu didn't know what to do when he went out. There were many snakes in the wild preparing to overwinter. Could it be that he had encountered snakes? He didn't think so, so he picked up a small flashlight, pushed open the car door and rushed out, and ran straight, shouting, "Hey, are you okay?"

"Don't, don't come here!" Murong Bingyu said in panic.

It was too late, Liao Xuebing pushed away the bushes and shone the flashlight forward. He saw Murong Bingyu squatting pitifully on the ground, his eyes mixed with anger, fear, shame, and shamelessness.

Lao Liao thought to himself: "Her butts are different from those of Xiao Lanluo, and they are equally matched." He turned off the flashlight slowly and coughed, "Sorry, I thought you met the widow's son."

Murong Bingyu was covered in a mess, and then she felt endless anger. She felt that Liao Xuebing had no good intentions in every word. She hurriedly pulled her pants and shouted: "You're not leaving now! You are a naughty man! I see that the story you just told is not at all kind-hearted! Pervert!"

She quickly rushed back to the car and jumped into the seat and said, "I never want to see you again! You knew you were not a good person!" She locked up her work efficiency and locked Liao Xuebing outside.

Lao Liao was really frustrated. He couldn't open the car door and became anxious: "Hey, the night is so long, do you want me to die outside?"

"Go away, stay away from me!" Murong Bingyu pressed her head on the steering wheel, feeling unaware of how aggrieved she felt.

"I just thought you were in danger. Who would deliberately watch you pee? Do you think your butt looks good?" Liao Xuebing's explanation was very suffocated, and Murong Bingyu was even more angry and honked with An: "Don't harass me again! I warn you to get close to my car again, and I'm not polite."

Lao Liao sighed of his bad luck. He was shot first, then left in the wilderness and hung outside the car. He squatted down and kept his head in silence. Suddenly, a light appeared in the distance. Lao Liao said in surprise: "Oh! The widow's son is here!"

Murong Bingyu thought to himself: "It's really hopeless to be scary at this time."

The little highlights were getting closer and closer, and it was a minivan. Liao Xuebing hurriedly waved to stop and looked at the passengers in the car. It turned out to be an acquaintance, several fishermen who had previously rescued students in Bibo Lake.

The driver stretched out his head and shouted, "Brother, I can tell that he is quite destined to be with you. The car broke down, right? I knew that the car looks glamorous, but it is not very useful. It happened to be that day when I went to Shishe Town to catch night fish. Do you need help?"

Some fish are fished at night, and real fishing enthusiasts like to fish at night.

Liao Xuebing nodded, took his cigar, and rang the Porsche car and said: "Hey, why are you still standing there? Come out quickly."

Murong Bingyu was angry and ignored him, saying in a muffled voice: "Don't quarrel with me, you can go wherever you want, it has nothing to do with me."

The fisherman asked, "What's wrong? Is there a conflict?"

"Oh!" Liao Xuebing sighed heavily and pointed to the car: "My wife doesn't pay attention to repairing cars and maintaining her character. When the car breaks down at the critical moment, she throws all the car on my head."

Although they were separated by the glass, Murong Bingyu could hear their conversation clearly and said angrily: "Who is your family is so shameless!"

Several fishermen showed a look of understanding and smiled: "I just got married not long ago, right? Women are like this, they have to coax them. After waiting for a long time, she will understand your good intentions."

The van driver slapped the steering wheel hard and said angrily: "You can't do this. If you care about your wife, you must implement military control like leading troops to attack. How can she let her behave! You actually locked you outside the car. If you didn't happen to meet us, why don't you get frozen outside? Damn, if it were my wife, I would just slap her to death!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Murong Bingyu was almost angry.

The driver was even more angry and jumped out of the car and rolled up his sleeves, shouting: "***, brother, I know that you are weak and can't control your wife. I will clean up for you and be obedient to you after I keep it." As he said that, he was about to smash the window. Liao Xuebing quickly grabbed him: "Brother, you have to be impulsive. In fact, she has my child in her belly and has become a bit weird, so I gave in to her everywhere for the sake of the child."

Murong Bingyu was so angry that she was about to faint, but she couldn't even say a word of cursing.

Liao Xuebing said: "Hey, stinky lady, they are going to Shishe Town. Can't you get off and take a ride? Find a hotel to spend the night and go back to Zhonghai tomorrow."

"Stay away from me, die hooligan!"

When Murong Bingyu saw Liao Xuebing shook his head and got on the van. He threw himself alone in the middle of the road. He couldn't help but understand. He was full of resentment and disappeared without a trace. He hurriedly got out, but the door was deadlocked and the light was dim. He could not find the button for a while, and he pressed it in the car in panic.

When she got out of the car, the van had long disappeared at the end of the road, leaving only a faint smell of gasoline.

"Bad guy!" Murong Bingyu felt extremely aggrieved and kicked Porsche hard several times. It seemed that a child was calling his mother in his ear. The pit under the wheel seemed to be trying to grab the widow whose mouth was beaten to death. He quickly got into the car.

The fear of seeking knowledge usually conquers a person's body and mind. Murong Bingyu shrank into a ball and kept cursing: "Stir, dead hooligan, it's really not a good thing to leave me alone here."

When Juan was in the back seat, he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to sleep. He always felt that Widow Zhen wanted to take her life. Even though he knew that it was a story compiled by Liao Xuebing, he still couldn't help but imagine it and make himself even more afraid.

After more than ten minutes, Murong Bingyu's heart felt as long as a century had passed. A light lit up ahead and the van came back.
Chapter completed!