People in ghost movies, killing people

"Xiao Wang came to his senses from the shock and found himself lying in a dark corner.

The surroundings were common rural bungalows.

Not on the bus?

He was completely dumbfounded. What on earth was going on?!

After a long time, he suddenly shuddered when he thought of a possibility.

That is, what he had encountered before was an illusion or a dream. In fact, he had never left the village!

Otherwise, there was no way to explain it.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a group of people came hurriedly from a distance.

While running, they shouted: "Hurry up! Don't rest, I heard that someone hanged himself at the entrance of the village again..."

When those who were chatting heard this, they were immediately in an uproar, and quickly ran towards the entrance of the village with them.

Xiao Wang was also shocked when he heard this, and he hesitated for a moment before chasing after them.

When he ran to the entrance of the village panting, he saw from a distance that there were no less than a hundred people gathered there.

Everyone was surrounding a crooked tree, pointing and talking, which was very noisy.

And on the tree, a figure was hanging on it, and the body was slowly swinging left and right like a pendulum.

From childhood to adulthood, this is the first time I have really witnessed a dead person, and the strange feeling shocked Xiao Wang's heart.

While being shocked, he moved forward a little closer.

Just when he could see the face of the hanged man clearly, he stumbled and stopped, and screamed completely uncontrollably.

Oh my God!!

The person who hanged himself was actually... actually the person he met at the beginning The old man who was guarding beside him!

Xiao Wang stared at him with his eyes wide open in disbelief, his mind went blank.

No.

Everything he had just experienced...wasn't it all a dream? ?

So what's going on? !

Why did the old man in the dream really hang himself on the tree in the village? !

In his shocked and chaotic thoughts, several more people ran out of the village.

After one of the old ladies came over, she fell to the ground without saying a word.

The people next to her hurriedly picked her up.

At the same time, she said sadly that this was not a big deal, how could her husband die just like that, etc.

Xiao Wang licked his dry lips, and the whole person was pressed by an invisible despair and couldn't breathe.

So he didn't want to stay any longer, turned around and wanted to escape.

However, just after running two steps, someone in the crowd shouted in horror.

"Oh my God! How come this hanging rope... how come it is the same as the one used by the girl who hanged herself a few days ago? ? "

As soon as these words came out, the noisy scene suddenly became dead silent.

The kind of dead silence that could be heard even more than a pin drop!

It was as if time had stopped.

At the same time, the faces of every villager present turned pale, and their eyes showed extreme panic.

Xiao Wang was even more shocked, and he dared not move at all, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

Is this... the rope that the ex-girlfriend used to hang herself??

In other words, her death was not a dream??!!

After more than ten seconds of dead silence, all the villagers fled as fast as birds and beasts as if they were escaping for their lives. .

Someone ran two steps and fell directly, then quickly got up and ran again, and then fell again.

In just a few minutes, the place where there was a lot of noise just now was suddenly left with only Xiao Wang standing there blankly.

He came to his senses with a start and wanted to run quickly, but he was too frightened and his legs were numb.

After running a few steps with great effort, he saw 20 or 30 people with gloomy faces rushing over from the village.

The leader was an old man in his sixties.

His expression changed drastically when he saw the hanged man.

He paused for a moment and then shouted to the people behind him in horror: "Hurry up! Put Lao Chen down first! "

Several people looked at each other and walked towards the tree in fear.

After getting the body down, they immediately burned the rope.

Then they either smoked or stood or sat silently. The whole scene was quiet and a little weird.

But soon, those people were like seeing a ghost. They were suddenly scared and trembled and hid far away.

Make way.

Xiao Wang looked carefully and saw an old woman slowly walking out of the crowd.

She was in her seventies or eighties, and her face was full of wrinkles like dry bark.

Especially her eyes, which were black without eyeballs!

She seemed to be blind.

The old woman pretended not to see such a move, without any emotional waves.

The old man in his sixties was stunned at first, and then he quickly stood up and looked very panicked.

The old woman suddenly asked: "Where is the hanging rope?"

They looked at each other, and then the old man said uncomfortably: "Burn...burn it. "

After saying that, she pointed to a pile of black things on the ground.

When the old woman heard this, she tapped the ground with her walking stick twice and said grimly: "Are you not dying fast enough? !"

They all lowered their heads and dared not answer.

She continued: "Forget it, but this tree is not allowed to be cut down."

The old man raised his head and showed an embarrassment: "Old sister, this... this must be cut down, Old Chen was killed by it!"

The other old people also raised their heads and followed suit and said yes or something.

Looking at this scene, Xiao Wang finally understood. No wonder they all came here again.

It turned out that they were going to cut down this tree.

And judging from their tone and names, it was obvious that they were afraid of this mysterious old woman.

But at the same time, they all have a sense of awe.

The old lady sneered when she heard this: "It's not the hanging rope or the tree that's harming others, but you yourself!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone shut up and looked very unhappy, as if they were guilty of committing crimes.

Xiao Wang looked at them silently.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and a woman's voice suddenly came from the crowd.

She said dissatisfiedly: "Auntie, you are not afraid if you have the ability, but we are afraid, and we will cut down the tree no matter what today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, several other women shouted in agreement.

The old man, who was the village chief, cursed at the crowd to shut up, and then turned his attention to Xiao Wang.

After looking at it for a moment, he asked curiously: "Young man is not from our village, right? What did you call me and why did you come here?"

When Xiao Wang heard this, he was about to respond, but the old lady suddenly came to him and tugged on the corner of his clothes with his hand.

Then he said gloomily: "It's up to you. I've already said what I said. This young man is my grandson. Let's go."

After saying that, he pulled Xiao Wang and turned around and left.

Xiao Wang was immediately confused. Who was this? Why did he say he was her grandson? ?

After walking a certain distance, the silent villagers began to shout in all directions.

They all said that the tree must be cut down no matter what, etc.

After she couldn't hear anyone's voice at all, the old woman finally stopped and let go of her hand.

Then he whispered: "Young man, please remember not to tell anyone in the village your birthday or any other information!"

"Otherwise, you won't know how you died..."

…

This story is very long, and it took Xu Zhijian two and a half years to finally finish it.

Then he looked at the old man with a faint smile, waiting for the final score.

The administrator opened his eyes and clapped for the first time, seeming to be really satisfied with the story.

He praised: "I haven't heard such interesting and innovative stories in a long time. Asian horror culture is really good."

"Compared to the blood plasma and visual effects pursued in the West, psychological fear is the upper level expression."

Xu Zhijian said: "The culture of each region is different, so comparisons cannot be made forcefully."

"For the evil spirits floating from nothingness, real butchers and massacres are the most feared existences of human beings."

The old man nodded with satisfaction: "That's very good. You are both confident and humble, so this rating will make you happy."

As he said that, he picked up the quill and wrote a big S+.

This is really surprising.

Because according to the rules, the S rating should be the highest.

I didn’t expect it to be +?

Xu Zhijian couldn't help but ask: "According to the rules, two S's can pass the level. Does one S+ equal two?"

The old man shook his head: "Of course not, but a super-standard score will increase the reward for passing the level."

"So I can tell the last one, and I think it will definitely get full marks."

He asked deliberately: "What if I fail? What punishment will I encounter?"

Lao Deng smiled: "Sorry, I don't know. I just know that I can't pass the level smoothly."

Xu Zhijian said nothing and said nothing.

But I always feel that it can’t be that simple, there must be something fishy involved.

But we won’t know the details until the fourth story is finished.

So he pondered for a while, and then slowly told the last one.

"Every hospital has more or less bizarre incidents that are widely circulated.

It has become a topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.

The Second Affiliated Hospital of the City is no exception.

Su Xiaoyun is 24 years old this year. She is very beautiful and has a good figure.

She had just graduated from a medical university and, thanks to family connections, was assigned to work as a clinical nurse in the Second Hospital.

Don't underestimate the nurses here.

Every employee's monthly salary will be in the five figures, not to mention higher-level directors.

This is an enviable profession. Every year, countless people try to get in but are unable to achieve it.

But Su Xiaoyun hated this job very much, not for anything else but because the area he was responsible for was the emergency ward.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the emergency ward is a house of the dead.

People die inexplicably all the time.

The person who was talking and laughing yesterday suddenly died today.

Su Xiaoyun couldn’t stand this atmosphere.

But she was helpless and wanted to resign, but her parents had no choice but to rely on the relationship. She really couldn't bear to let down her family.

The only good thing is that she has a very good best friend here.

Very, very good kind.

The man's name was Xiao Yu, and he came here to work as a nurse 2 months earlier than Su Xiaoyun.

On her first day here, she enthusiastically led her around to observe and explain the history, architecture, etc. of the hospital.

Afterwards, the two became best friends who talked about everything.

On this day, a young girl was admitted to the ward.

Hearing that she had lung disease, the doctor handed her over to Su Xiaoyun and Xiaoyu for special management.

The two agreed without hesitation. This was much easier than taking care of those old men and women.

Since the age difference is not very big, it didn't take long for the three of them to become familiar with each other.

Their hearty laughter can be heard every day.

The girl's condition is slowly recovering.

"Great, great, I accidentally saw the medical record just now, and it said that you can be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow!"

Su Xiaoyun trotted into the ward excitedly and said to the girl who was chatting with Xiao Yu.

"Really? That's great!" The girl's pale face showed an excited expression.

Xiaoyu happily hugged the girl: "Congratulations, that's great."

Su Xiaoyun also came over, and the laughter of the three girls infected the other patients in the ward.

Everyone's face was filled with long-lost joy.

The night came quickly, and Su Xiaoyun and Xiaoyu settled the girl and went home.

The next day, Su Xiaoyun came to the hospital early, planning to spend the last day with the girl.

She took the medical record to the ward and found that many doctors gathered by the girl's bed to discuss.

The old people also sighed.

Her heart tightened, and she walked over quickly, and the medical record in her hand slipped to the ground in an instant.

Sure enough, the girl died.

But, she left with a strange smile.

The doctor said that she had an attack last night and was blocked in one breath and couldn't get up.

Su Xiaoyun's mind was blank, and tears couldn't help but flow down.

And at this time, she suddenly thought that Xiaoyu didn't seem to come today.

Later, the doctor told her that Xiaoyu had asked for leave for something and would be back before the evening shift.

Su Xiaoyun sat in the office blankly, really unable to understand why the girl left suddenly.

She could no longer control her tears and they flowed down.

Time passed in sadness.

It was soon time to get off work, but she did not leave. Today it was her and Xiaoyu's turn to work the night shift.

She picked up the medical record book and inspected the wards as usual, and then prepared to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

Just then Xiaoyu came back.

The other party ran up panting with a big backpack on his back, which seemed to be filled with a lot of things.

"Oh, I'm so tired, help me pour a glass of water." Xiaoyu sat on the chair and didn't want to move.

Su Xiaoyun poured her a glass of water and handed it to her, and she drank it all in one breath.

Su Xiaoyun asked, "What did you do during the day?"

"I didn't do anything, I just went shopping secretly." Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"Oh, let me tell you something."

"What is it?"

"That girl...is still dead."

Xiaoyu was stunned for a few seconds, then asked: "Dead? How did she die?"

Su Xiaoyun told her what happened, and Xiaoyu couldn't help sighing.

But she didn't show much sadness.

Xiaoyu comforted her a few words, and then took her to the cafeteria to eat.

It was just after eight o'clock when they had eaten and drunk enough, and there were still two hours before the routine inspection of the ward.

The two of them lay on the bed in the office watching TV.

An idol drama was playing, and Xiaoyu was watching it attentively, but Su Xiaoyun was not interested.

Slowly, she fell asleep unconsciously.

When she woke up, it was already past 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

It started to rain outside the window, and Xiaoyu was lying on the table writing something.

Su Xiaoyun yawned and asked: "Xiaoyu, have you checked the ward?"

Xiaoyu didn't expect her to wake up suddenly, and was frightened by the question.

Quickly packed up the notebook and put it in the bag.