In the 1980s, rural areas had not yet entered the era of electrical appliances. Some villagers still used oil lamps for lighting at night, not to mention watching TV and playing on the computer. Naturally, watching movies was also a luxury.

When there is a movie in the village, no matter how far away the village is, the neighbors will go to watch the movie together.

In a neighboring village, there is a young man named Zhang who particularly likes watching movies. Whenever there are movies being played in villages near and far, he never misses the show, regardless of the wind or rain.

Once, it was a dark night and a cold wind, and there was a movie being played in a village more than ten miles away from the village where Zhang lived, so Zhang went to beg a few of his best friends to watch the movie. As a result, the playmates disliked it.

The cold weather rejected him, and he was unwilling to give up the opportunity to watch a movie, so he braved the night wind and hurried to the movie.

When Zhang walked out of the village for about four or five miles, he saw people flashing and bustling in front of him, and a film cloth was being pulled between two big poplar trees not far in front, and a movie was being played. Zhang saw that in front of him

The movie was being played, and he loved it so much. He thought he had arrived at the village where the movie was being played more than ten miles away, but he felt that he had just walked out of the village only four or five miles away. He felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't suppress it.

I was so enthusiastic about watching movies that I didn't think much about it and quickly squeezed into the crowd to watch the movie.

Just as he squeezed into the crowd, the first thing he saw was many familiar figures, including his neighbors Old Man Zhang, Old Mrs. Wang, Old Mrs. Zhao and many other elderly people. He even saw his own grandfather and grandmother. But

The old people he saw had been dead for many years. Why would they appear here tonight? Could this be a ghost movie? Thinking of this, he was so frightened that he trembled all over, turned around, and ran away to the village desperately.

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The next morning, he hurried to the place where he watched the movie yesterday night and found that what was stretched between the two big poplar trees was not a movie cloth, but a huge spider web with many big spiders on it.

Mang Lu was spinning silk and making webs. Near the two big poplar trees was a large area of ​​tombs, with his own footprints left in front of each tomb. Seeing this, he looked toward the tombs with a pale face and a trembling voice.

He shouted: "Everyone, my neighbors, thank you for treating me to a ghost movie. I will give you another movie another day."

A few days later, he went to a wreath shop and bought a set of paper-bound movies and sent them to the tomb to be burned.

That ghost will haunt you for the rest of your life).
Chapter completed!