I am a lover of ghost stories. I like to listen to other people’s stories and read what others have written. Sometimes I write some myself if I feel itchy. However, many of the stories I write are the result of my daydreams. Although scary, they may not be grounded enough.

Qi, next, I want to tell you about a real horrific incident that I personally experienced.

I come from a rural area. When I was born, the work-point system was still implemented across the country and people ate from big pots. At that time, it was not a big deal to be hungry. There were many elderly people in the village who had eaten Guanyin soil. The people's living standards at that time were extremely high.

Low, there are no entertainment items, and there is no concept of television. At most, a group of people can take some time to create the dragon gate formation together, and talk about gods and ghosts. It is just a pastime.

The most attractive thing here is the jokes about gods and ghosts. So-and-so drank wedding wine and met ghosts while walking at night. He fell asleep in the cemetery all night. So-and-so went to the river.

I was washing clothes when I saw a woman waving to her in the middle of the river. Anyway, I felt frightened and had cramps in my calves.

Without further ado, let’s get back to the topic. When I think about this incident now, the impression is still so clear. From the time I can remember it, I remember that the village at that time was very dilapidated. Almost every household was an ancient “whole” shaped wooden house.

, some have even tilted seriously due to their age, and seem to be in danger of collapsing at any time. However, because of poverty, some elderly people still take the risk of living in them.

From my home to the village grain drying field (the center of the village), we need to pass through a dark alley. The alley has twists and turns. You must be careful when walking in it, otherwise you will easily step on piles of cow dung. The alley is narrow and deep.

Among them, the top of the head is the dark eaves squeezed from both sides. On the right side of the alley, there is a very old old house. The entire house has tilted seriously, but it has not collapsed. I admire the carpenter who built this house.

Every time I pass by that house, I can't help but feel hairy in my heart. As long as I take a look at the old house in the gate, I feel that the house has a dark tone and a gloomy atmosphere, like a tomb for the dead.

There was a putrid and unpleasant smell.

The people living in this house are even scarier than the house itself. The owner of the house is an old widowed woman over seventy years old. It is not entirely correct to say that she is a widowed old woman because she has several sons and lives in the house.

The neighbor not far from her home had many unfilial children, and no one cared about the life or death of the old man. If his conscience found out, he would give her a bite of leftover food, otherwise he would let her starve.

As a result, the old woman can only look at herself in pity and become thinner day by day. You can even clearly see the shape of her eyeballs from her deeply sunken eye sockets. Her spirit is a bit abnormal, and sometimes she likes to stand beside her in a dazed manner.

At the wooden railing of the building, he was gnashing his teeth at the people passing by, or cursing ugly words with a smile on his face. I wonder if he regarded everyone as those unfilial sons?

She has a very classic action, that is, she likes to stare at others, and then use her left index finger to tickle the passers-by, as if to tell them to come over. I am always frightened by this action of hers, so every time

Passing by the door of her house, I would rush over with all my breath, but sometimes I couldn't help but glance sideways at the old house.

We didn't have anything interesting to do at that time, so when night came, a large group of children in the village ran to the grain drying field to play. There were many kinds of games, but the most classic one was peek-a-boo. We had a lot of children

There were at least thirty or forty people. It was agreed that the troops would be divided into two groups, one group would hide and the other group would wait to search.

That night, we played hide-and-seek for a while, but because we couldn’t hide deep enough, we would be found soon. We found it boring and not exciting enough. At that time, it was the turn of our group of children to hide, Er Leizi and I.

We decided to stay far away so that they could not find us, so the two of us walked forward excitedly touching the ancient wall of the alley. There was no light and everything was pitch black. We didn't know where we had walked.

Anyway, we went to a family's home. The security at that time was very good, and the door was usually not locked. I was a little scared at the time, so I said we should go somewhere else, it's so dark here. Er Leizi said, the more we

It's harder for them to find it in a dark place. Come with me quickly. I think about it, it's better to be with him. The two of us have nothing to be afraid of.

At that time, my hand was being held by Er Leizi, but I vaguely felt that Er Leizi's hand was larger than the average child's hand, and it was also rough, as if he was wearing a snakeskin glove on his hand. Because there was no light,

I couldn't tell the difference either, so the two of them walked into an empty house.

At this time, I smelled a musty smell that was a bit like wet cotton wool soaked in a latrine for a long time. I didn’t pay much attention to it, because in the countryside, the poop from pigs, cattle, sheep and dogs was floating everywhere.

The smell of air is not much better.

I suddenly touched a hole-like object. The hole was square and as big as a small square table. I thought to myself that this place must be very hidden. It is really safe to hide here.

Before I could say anything, Er Leizi got in first. He climbed in a little, then turned around and lit a match. By the light of the fire, I saw that his face was frighteningly white, and he pointed his left index finger at me.

He hooked his hands and said: "Come in quickly, come in quickly, come in quickly..."

Then he showed a very weird smile. This smile made me shudder at the time, but I don’t know what was going on in my mind. It was as if he was obedient and he was confused. By some mistake, he crawled in and he spoke.

The sound kept ringing in the cave, as if I had a bad cold, and I couldn't hear it clearly. I didn't think much about it at the time. Anyway, I had a companion, so I wasn't so afraid.

After we hid, we kept silent. For fear of being discovered, I didn't even dare to breathe. But gradually, I realized that something was wrong, because the Er Lezi behind me not only didn't make a sound, but also didn't even speak.

You can't even hear the sound of breathing.

How could a big living person not breathe? I was about to turn around to see what was going on with this guy. Suddenly, I felt two big hands passing through my armpits and hugging me tightly from behind.

It stopped me, my chest tightened instantly, and I felt so tight that I felt like I was being pressed by a big stone. I couldn't breathe. I wanted to scream but couldn't. For a moment, I felt like I had fallen into a deep pit.

There, my whole body was exhausted, and I couldn’t remember anything after that.

As a result, the next day, the whole village came out, shouting my name everywhere, and searched every corner. They almost searched the whole village but still couldn't find me. My parents were even more anxious.

I stomped my feet, thinking that I had been abducted by an outsider. In the end, I had no choice but to invite Mr. Yin Yang from the village. He set up an altar to burn incense, threw coins to ask questions, and used a compass to find me. When I opened my eyes at that time, I only found me.

I saw the shaking ground in front of me, and there were bursts of burning pain in my buttocks. It turned out that my mother picked me up, put me on her knees, and spanked me hard. I don’t remember how many times I was spanked. Anyway, she was

Crying, howling, beating and scolding.

I cried "Wow" at that time. The old Mr. Yin and Yang said that it would be fine if he cried. If the baby cried, it would be fine. He had already woken up. Everyone present was talking about it. It was a false alarm.

Later, I heard others tell me that the place where I hid was a dark wood coffin parked next to the central hall of the lonely old man. I slept in it all night. I was so angry at the time that I went to find it.

The second scoundrel was settling accounts, blaming him for not telling others where I was hiding. The second scoundrel scratched his scabies with his hands and said aggrievedly: "That night, you walked in front, and I peed behind you. I called you."

Wait for me, but you just walked forward by yourself, and you ignored me when I told you. When I chased you, you were gone, and I don’t know where you went."

This incident was considered a thing of the past, but something even weirder happened soon after. It turned out that the lonely old man was lying in bed unable to move after being hungry for two days. When his eldest son went upstairs to deliver food,

, and said to him: "Son, can you bring me one meal a day? I'm almost starving to death."

Unexpectedly, his eldest son casually slapped his old mother on the face, and then shouted ferociously: "Damn old woman, crazy old woman, are you confused? I just gave you a bowl of rice soup this morning.

You drank and then forgot about it? Damn it, you know how to eat, eat, eat quickly, I’d better swallow you to death!”

The old woman didn't dare to speak. She picked up her rice bowl and swallowed it silently with tears in her eyes. After eating, she thought about how difficult her life was and how old she was. She felt cold, and then she used it on the roof beam on the second floor.

He hung himself with a cow rope.

According to several people who untied her from the sling, at that time, her eyes were still staring straight at the road, full of resentment. At the same time, her left index finger still maintained the seductive movement, as if she wanted to grab someone at any time.

It was like my soul was hooked. When I heard this, I couldn't help but tremble in my bones, because I suddenly remembered that when I was at the entrance of the dark hole, Er Leizi turned around and smiled and made that frightening hook at me.

One hook action.

Later, when the old woman was about to enter the coffin, it was said that her hand became stiff due to this movement and was stuck in the coffin. She had no choice but to break the hand alive before putting it into the coffin.

This incident can be said to have been a heavy blow to my young heart. Many villagers who knew about this incident said that my life was saved by Mr. Yin Yang. Later, I did worship this respected old man.

My husband is my stepfather and we still have contact with him to this day.

Through this incident, I feel that atheism is all nonsense. I don’t dare to say this without having experienced it, but I can’t lie to myself that it was a dream. In a word, this thing is true.
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