The System of Basketball Becomes a God

Chapter 222 Untitled Chapters

Personally experienced the pen fairy incident.

Someone taught me how to play Bixian when I was in junior high school. I thought this kind of thing was weird, but I didn't completely believe it.Live in high school, room for eight people.There is a classmate Y who is cheerful and lively, and she is very interested in the pen fairy I mentioned.So everyone played together.Anyone who has heard of Pen Fairy knows that two people hold a pen together. After you come out and ask a question, the pen will draw a circle on the paper to circle the answer. Usually the answer is only yes or no.Everyone has played, some people's pens move slowly, and some people move fast.Among them, classmate Y's pen moved very, very fast, so fast that he lost control.I was one of the people who wrote with her at the time. I have never seen it so fast, it was terrible.But at that time I still thought that Y was driving the pen.I didn't care much afterwards.

The next day, Y told me that she was drawing circles with her hands in class and was out of control.At that time, everyone didn't pay much attention to this matter, because Y is usually very eccentric and thought she was being funny.

On the third day, she began to behave strangely, talking to herself non-stop, and kept writing on paper.What is written is a variety of words, and the connection between the contents cannot be seen.At night, she suddenly changed her voice to a five-year-old child named Xiao Lin.

On the morning of the fourth day, she sat up, shouted loudly with a child's voice, and greeted us happily.Back in class, she was back to normal.At night, there was an old man's voice. Y is constantly rotating among the three roles of himself, the elderly, and the child, talking to himself, and the content is relaxed and homely.At that time, everyone began to feel that the situation was serious.But she herself did not want to tell the adults, so we did not tell the teacher "honestly".

On the fifth day, there were many more identities, Xiaoqian, Genghis Khan, Qianlong.These identities did not allow Y to go to the classroom, saying that they would take her away and bang her head against the wall.We were so scared that we put pillows against the wall, shouted Y's name desperately, and hugged her. When she heard our name, she would wake up for a while, and then turn into another person again.I found the dormitory teacher. The teacher came over and took a look. He didn’t dare to come close and called Y’s father.At the same time, a male teacher came in and talked to her.She looked ferocious and said that she was a female student who died in the dormitory a long time ago. She was too lonely and wanted to find a companion.Our school is a key high school, and it was an all-girls school decades ago.The male teacher was so frightened that his face turned green.A group of us girls cried in various ways.

Later, her father came and took her home.I performed rituals and went to the hospital.In the middle of the night, she called another friendly roommate and said in a child's voice, "Haha, the doctor said I have a split personality, hahaha", which scared my classmate so much that he dropped his phone.

The school does not allow us to spread this matter.And we specially found a psychological counselor to guide us.It is said that classmate Y's study pressure is too great, which leads to split personality.But what we can't understand is that Y is really cheerful and never felt that she was stressed.

Y took a year off from school.During the period, he came back to visit us.Possibly due to the medication, the speech is very, very slow.

However, she herself did not rule out supernatural events as the real reason for this incident.

I finished writing with horror.Because this incident is too supernatural and terrifying, it is really a shadow for me, and every time I think about it, it is a test.

Keep it in my heart, what happened to me, I still don’t understand today.

Today is the Yu Lan Festival on July 7th in the old calendar. I remember that in the past five years, in the side alley of Changshou Market, there was a bookstore that rented two doll books for 14 cent. They were all about ghosts. Lecturer: Late renting is not allowed, break the superstition, and hand in everything.Therefore, the business of book readers in groups of three or four is exceptionally good.My mother often took me to buy vegetables and read books. The idea of ​​ghosts has been lingering since I was a child.

When I was in middle school, I was studying in No. 43 Middle School. The school was located at today’s Eighth Road Crossing in Zhongshan, near the south bank of Bantang. At that time, it was an idyllic scene. Walking along the stone roadbed on the south bank, a slab of hemp stones more than 2 meters long was laid. , with green trees whirling on both sides, vegetable fields, fish ponds, small wells, etc., complement each other. I often go to catch fish and crabs.

One afternoon after school early, I went to Xiaochong on the south bank to fish for crabs. It was about four o'clock, the clouds had just closed, and the sky suddenly became darker. As I fished, the crabs pulled the snail meat into the hole. Just as I was about to go into the water and pull out the fishing line, I saw a person standing on the opposite bank about three meters wide. His upper body was clear, but his lower body was blurry. I wiped my eyes and thought I was dazzled. I saw that the person was wearing a felt hat and a long gown, and I couldn't see clearly. But feeling angry, I lost my fishing rod in panic and walked away.

I told my father about it at night, and my father said: "Honest words are harsh to the ear, and good medicine is bitter. He should have saved you. If you smile at you, you will go into the water. I don't know what happened?" Although I was restless, I remembered it after a few days. It's terrible, I went fishing for crabs again, and just a short walk from the stone embankment, I saw a large group of people running towards Xiaochong, shouting for drowning, and I went home too.

In the evening, I talked to my classmate about this matter. The younger brother of my classmate said: He also went to the south bank today. The drowning was not serious, and there was a wound in the middle of his foot.It is strange to say that Xiaoyong is only half waist deep in water, how can a person sink for a long time while standing, as if there is suction below, pulling it down all the time.It sounds creepy..., comparing the events of the past few days, that person really saved me.Later, my mother burned some paper money at the door, and I also folded nine pagodas, wrapped them one by one into a nine-story pagoda, and burned them. Thank you, this god-man.

Although my parents have been away for a long time now, my parents always love their children in Japan, and I will never forget them.

August 2013, 8 Under the lights.

I remember that when I was in the sixth grade, one of my aunts got cancer, but she couldn't be cured and died.But a very strange thing happened the night before my aunt died.At that time our house was rented, it was not big, and the bedroom was very close to the gate.My brother went out to play that night, and after we went to bed, around one or two in the middle of the night, my parents were woken up by the door opening.After a faint sound of footsteps, there was the sound of flushing from the toilet.There was another sound of footsteps, and then I heard the man lying on the sofa, and the old sofa made a 'squeak' sound due to the pressure.At that time, my parents didn't care, they thought it should be my brother who came back.The next morning, my brother came home from outside.My parents felt very strange and asked my brother if he came home last night, my brother replied no.Then my parents told us what happened last night. At that time, we all felt very strange. My brother didn't come home last night. Could it be a thief!But it is impossible for a thief to come in to go to the toilet, and then lie on the sofa to sleep, and there is nothing missing at home!At this time, my aunt's family called to say that my aunt passed away this morning!After hearing the news, my dad fell into deep thought, then suddenly raised his head and said to us, 'I see, it should be your aunt who came to collect footprints last night before she died! 'My dad said that he once heard someone say that before a person dies, his soul will go to the place where he has been before, and put away his previous footprints.Hearing what my dad said, I suddenly felt chills all over!What my dad meant was that my aunt's spirit came to my house last night, and it's still wandering around.Later I asked my dad why I didn't hear the sound last night, my dad told me maybe my aunt didn't want me to hear it!As for why my aunt's soul is lying on the sofa, it is because my aunt used to sleep on the sofa when she came to our house.Looking back on this incident, I still feel a little scared. If people really come to collect footprints after death, how many times will I have to go through such a thing!Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.After all, it is my personal experience!Although this is my personal experience, but my writing is not very good, so the writing is a bit blunt, you just make do with it!

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