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That morning, the roommate found Dongzi sitting in front of the dormitory door with blank eyes, still talking nonsense.Dongzi was frightened crazy, no one knew what happened last night, except himself...

1. Storytelling

Last night, Dong Zi was drunk and dizzy with a group of buddies. On the way, he was dragged by his friends Lao Wu, Brother Biao, Daqing and Xiao Wang to the house rented by Brother Biao for drinking and playing cards. struggle.The five brothers played until late at night, when Xiao Wang, who is always good at things, suddenly suggested that "everyone take turns to tell ghost stories, and whoever tells a story that is not scary will be punished with three glasses of wine."

Old Wu, Brother Biao and Daqing, who are good at telling ghost stories, all agreed with it, but Dongzi complained endlessly in his heart.

Dongzi is usually taciturn and not good at speaking, let alone now that he is so drunk that he doesn't recognize anyone.Ever since he made the whole class laugh with ghost stories when he was in elementary school, and his self-esteem was broken, he never told any ghost stories in front of others again, so he's still drunk to death?

Since it was Xiao Wang who brought it up, I started from him.

"This is what happened in my old house..." Xiao Wang lowered his voice and told his story.

2. Burrow

"My family used to live in an old house, where generations of ancestors lived. When my grandfather was young, a Feng Shui master came to my house. He said that the location of my house is very unlucky, and troubles will happen sooner or later if we live here. "Xiao Wang said in a low tone, bringing everyone into that atmosphere, "At that time, my grandfather didn't care about Mr. Feng Shui's words, and nothing serious happened for a long time after that, until I went to In junior high school..."

"Then your house was haunted?" Daqing interjected untimely.

"Don't interrupt, listen to me!" Xiao Wang scolded Daqing, and then continued: "After I entered junior high school, I moved into an empty bedroom by myself. One night, I heard a sound coming from under the bed." The sound of "clicking" was like something scratching the ground. I thought it was a mouse and didn't pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly, I heard a similar movement under the bed every night after that, and it became louder every day. I started to feel scared, so I told my parents about it. When my parents heard this, their expressions changed drastically, and they immediately moved away from my bed..."

"And then?" Old Wu urged anxiously.

Xiao Wang paused for a while before continuing to speak: "After moving the bed away, I saw a hole the size of a bowl was dug out on the wooden floor under my bed. It was dark inside and bottomless. The weirdest thing is that there are five deep scratch marks under my bed board, as if something stuck out its claws from that hole and scratched under my bed board."

Hearing this, everyone felt a little panicked.

"Later, my family moved out of the old house overnight, and never dared to move back. Later, my parents sold the old house, and the buyer's family moved in." Xiao Wang lowered his head when he said this, "I heard that something happened to the buyer's family not long after they moved in. The whole family disappeared overnight for no reason. The neighbors found out and called the police. The police found blood stains all over the floor and walls and a small amount of debris in a certain room. But the body has never been found. Since the case has not been solved, there is no relevant report on TV. I was very scared when I heard about it. I knew that the room where the blood was found must be the room where I lived and there was a hole in the ground. That bedroom, and the corpses of that family might have been dragged into that hole the size of a bowl..."

"Since then, I have been afraid for a long time. I think my parents knew that there was a problem with the old house, and they sold it to someone else for a loss. People’s ghosts will come back to settle accounts with our family.” At this point, Xiao Wang finished telling his story.

Dongzi felt chills down his spine, but he felt that the story was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Brother Biao thought about it, and made a judgment on Xiao Wang's story, "It's not bad, you pass the test."

Everyone has no objection.

It's Lao Wu's turn to tell a story next.

"What I want to tell is my personal experience..." Lao Wu told his story vividly.

3. Wall

"Maybe you also know that I am very sensitive to other people's eyes. Remember? When you see my back on the street, I usually turn around before you call me." Old Wu said briskly He said, gradually arousing everyone's interest, "When I was in high school, I passed a strange place every day on my way to and from school. There was a dilapidated building that was mostly demolished, and a dilapidated wall stood alone by the side of the path. The strange thing is that every time I pass that wall, I feel like someone is looking at me from somewhere. Even if no one is around at the time, I still feel that way. Every time I walk there, I can't help but speed up step, leave as soon as possible."

"Is your feeling accurate?" Daqing interrupted again inappropriately.

"Believe it or not." Lao Wu replied to Daqing and continued: "Just after I finished the college entrance examination, the dilapidated building that I passed by every day to and from school was completely demolished. A skeleton was dug out of the wall."

"Ah, I also know about this." Xiao Wang interjected, "There are related news on the Internet, saying that it is an old murder case in the wall."

Old Wu ignored Xiao Wang, and continued on his own, "Later, I often had nightmares at night, and every time I dreamed of a white skeleton strangling my neck, and said to me viciously, 'Why are you Didn't notice me...Obviously I've been watching you!'"

As he was talking, Old Wu suddenly raised his voice, which startled everyone.

"Every time I wake up from a nightmare, I can find purple pinch marks on my neck. Finally, I asked an expert to help me exorcise the ghost, and then I got rid of that nightmare." At this point, a look appeared on Old Wu's face. wry smile.

"The skeleton dug out of the wall was probably built into the wall many years ago when the house was built. It has been in the dark wall for so many years, but it has never been discovered. Resentment is not only towards those who harm it, but also towards people like me who have nothing to do with it, although it is nothing more than venting anger... There is no love for no reason in the world, only hatred for no reason." At this point, Lao Wu said His story is over.

Dongzi's neck felt cold when he heard it, but he felt that the story was a little familiar, and there seemed to be something wrong.

Brother Biao pondered for a moment, and made a judgment on Lao Wu's story, "It's not too scary, but it's barely qualified."

This time, no one objected.

It's Biao's turn to tell a story next.

"Let me also tell you about my personal experience..." Brother Biao told his story in a rough voice.

4. Statue

"I have mentioned to you before that I like to collect some weird decorations since I was a child." Brother Biao narrated calmly, slowly bringing everyone into his story, "Once, I passed a certain damage Introduced by a friend, I bought a strange looking statue from his cousin. It is a palm-high bust, and it depicts a man with his hands on his head. The expression on the face of the man is very strange, and the joints of his hands are bent Orientation was awkward. I put this statue in my room, and then weird things happened."

Brother Biao was very dignified among the brothers. When he was talking, Daqing and the others didn't dare to interrupt.

"Since I bought this statue back, my neck has started to ache. It's like a stiff neck, and it hasn't been a day or two. The soreness in my neck is getting worse and worse." Biao moved his shoulders and continued He preached: "I was really uncomfortable, so I went to see a doctor. After the doctor diagnosed me, he said that I had a cervical spine sprain, and told me to pay attention to reduce the burden on the cervical spine, and rest for a while. I wondered, my cervical spine did not have this problem before. Ah. After going home and recuperating for a few days, the soreness in my neck not only didn't ease, but got worse instead."

"Later, one morning, I woke up in pain. When I woke up, I found that my neck was twisted to the side and I couldn't turn it. Inadvertently, I looked in the mirror next to me, and I saw a pair of vaguely outlined ghost hands sticking out from behind. Holding my head on both sides, I twisted it back hard..." Brother Biao said with a frown, "I suddenly remembered that weird statue. It turned out that a neck was twisted, and the head was twisted backwards. The reason why people look at the direction of the joints awkwardly is because those hands are ghost hands sticking out from behind."

"It is imperative to be on guard. That statue may have some kind of curse on it. My bad friend wanted to harm me, so he sold the statue to me. In the end, I threw the statue away to keep it safe." So far, Biao Brother finished his story.

Dongzi felt a chill come up from his feet when he heard this. The story still sounded familiar to him. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"How is it? Is what I said okay?" Brother Biao asked proudly.

Everyone agrees.

It's Daqing's next turn to tell stories.

"The nonsense stories you tell are not acceptable. I will tell you a story that is absolutely true and absolutely terrifying. Anyone with ears can listen to it!" Daqing told his story frothingly.

5. Tombstone

"It happened on Qingming Festival last year. I went to the cemetery to visit the grave of my father who died young. It was a big cemetery, and as far as the eye could see, there were row upon row of gray tombstones." Daqing said. Talking, gesticulating and drawing, vividly pulling everyone into his story, "That day, when I finished sweeping my father's grave and was about to leave the cemetery, I suddenly heard a burst of 'ding ding bang bang' not far away. The knocking sound was like someone was carving a stone with a hammer or a chisel. I followed the sound curiously and found a strange tombstone. It was a black tombstone with many names engraved on it. There was a ghost around the tombstone. I couldn’t even see the shadows, and the weird beating sound stopped. I stepped forward, looked carefully, and found the name of a classmate of mine on that tombstone!”

"Could it be the same name?" Xiao Wang interjected again.

"Shut up!" Daqing yelled at Xiao Wang very impolitely, and then continued: "I think something is wrong, so I hurriedly turned around and left. On the second day of the Ching Ming Festival, I learned that the classmate whose name appeared on the tombstone was so strange." dead."

"And then?" Old Wu urged anxiously.

"I think the death of that classmate has something to do with that tombstone. Out of curiosity, I ran to that cemetery again, intending to find out." Daqing continued unhurriedly, "This time I was approaching the cemetery." When I was at the place where the tombstone was, I heard a sound of 'ding ding bang'. I was prepared and rushed over in one breath. As a result, I blocked the 'person' who knocked on the tombstone. That is A little dwarf dressed in black, he heard me approaching, put down the hammer and chisel in his hand, and turned around. He was very ugly, with crooked features, and a mouth full of fangs like a beast. The little dwarf had a hoarse voice He asked me eagerly, "Do you want to know why there are so many names on this tombstone?" Get scared and run away."

Dongzi was covered in cold sweat when he heard it. Not only was he frightened, but he also felt that something was wrong. The story was wrong, and everything other than the story was wrong.

6. Tell a story

"My story is not over yet..." Daqing said in a low voice, and suddenly he gave Dongzi a fierce look, "Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. You must not have the intention of harming others, otherwise you will be taken advantage of by evil spirits." I entered the cemetery. At that time, I ran out of the cemetery in fear, but then I went back. Because I thought of my sloppy girlfriend, and the bad friend who cheated on me and hooked up with my girlfriend. So Later, I took a hammer and a chisel and went to that cemetery again, trying to kill them, a dog and a man, with that ghostly tombstone. Unexpectedly, when I came to the tombstone, I saw that I was already engraved on the tombstone. name……"

Having said that, Daqing pointed at Dongzi abruptly and shouted, "And your name!"

Dongzi was so frightened that he almost leaned back, and was mostly sober from the wine.

On the side, Xiao Wang, Lao Wu and Brother Biao all looked at Dongzi silently with weird smiles on their faces.

Daqing pointed at Dongzi, and continued to shout: "Don't do anything wrong, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door! What are you afraid of? Hahahahahahaha!"

Amidst Daqing's wild laughter, Dongzi rushed out of the room in embarrassment, and ran downstairs stumbling.

Holding on to the telephone pole, he vomited for a while, looked up, and saw next to him, the building he had just run down turned into a deserted building that was mostly demolished, standing quietly in the thick night.

When the night wind blew, Dongzi's mind suddenly cleared up.He suddenly remembered that he did have friends such as Xiao Wang, Lao Wu, Brother Biao and Da Qing, but didn't they all die?

Dongzi remembered that during the summer vacation the year before last, when Xiao Wang went home to visit his relatives, his house suddenly caught fire. The whole family, including Xiao Wang, was burnt to the point that not even a body could be found... Maybe it was really that family The ghost of the ghost came to revenge; the autumn of the year before last, Lao Wu died on the bed in the dormitory, with a circle of skinny pinch marks on his neck, and he died in a nightmare before he had time to ask someone to exorcise the ghost; the summer of the year before last, Brother Biao died in his In this rented house, his neck was broken when he died, and his head was twisted behind his back. After the accident, this house was also abandoned due to rumors... The curse on the statue can only be passed on to others, and Brother Biao throws it away A few days after the Qingming Festival last year, Daqing died strangely in the cemetery, with his arms tightly hugged on a tombstone when he died... No wonder the story just now sounds familiar to Dongzi. He already knew part of it.

All four of them are ghosts!Thinking of this, Dongzi's scalp exploded.He ran like crazy and ran towards the direction of the university.

Dongzi ran for a long distance on the dark street. Looking back, he saw four dark figures waving at him in the distance behind him.

Dongzi staggered and almost fell.He ran as fast as he could.

After running for a long time, Dongzi didn't hear any footsteps chasing after him, but when he turned around, he saw the four black shadows getting closer.Dongzi was so frightened that he never dared to look back.

In fact, the taciturn Dongzi didn't get along very well with these four eloquent old acquaintances, and they often broke up because of trivial matters.In recent years, the four of them died strangely one after another. Dongzi was afraid of being implicated, so he didn't even attend their funerals.In fact, the bad friend who sold the statue to Brother Biao in order to get rid of his cousin's curse was Dongzi, and he later fell in love with Daqing's girlfriend.

Dongzi ran desperately, and suddenly remembered what they said just now: "The grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner. Maybe when... it will come back to settle the score..." "That... is to vent anger... There is nothing in the world without a reason... There is only love without reason, only hatred for no reason..." "It is necessary to guard against others... My bad friend is trying to harm me..." "Good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil, and the heart of harming others must not be... Dogs and men...your name is on the tombstone!"

Dongzi felt the wind blowing from behind, and finally ran to the university out of breath.He climbed over the wall recklessly, shouting all the way: "Ghost! There is a ghost!"

No matter how much Dongzi yelled, the dormitory building was pitch black, as if no one could hear him.

Dongzi rushed into the dormitory building in a daze, stumbled to the door of his own dormitory, and twisted the doorknob anxiously, but he couldn't open it.

Suddenly, someone patted Dongzi on the shoulder from behind, and the voices of Xiao Wang, Lao Wu, Brother Biao and Daqing overlapped behind him: "Dongzi, it's your turn to tell a story..."

The next morning, my roommate found Dongzi who was frightened out of his mind in front of the dormitory door. He kept talking nonsense, which was actually telling a story, non-stop, non-stop, incoherent Telling stories that no one can understand...

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(-v-) In fact, I am not good at writing ghost stories, I am a full-time writer of Lily Wendi, the Western Fantasy War Lily Wen "The Sword of Entangling Locks (Royal Sister Loli gl)", please watch and appreciate!