"My grandfather dropped out of school when he was young. Due to his poor family background, he always relied on doing odd jobs for others to make a living."
"One day, my grandfather went to another village to carry goods. When he came back, it was already dark. The mountain road was winding and there were no people around. He was afraid and quickened his pace, but the goods on his back were heavy, so he couldn't walk very fast.
."
"While passing a curve on the side of the mountain, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, as if they were following him all the way."
"There is a saying in my grandfather's hometown that you can't look around when walking at night, let alone look back, so my grandfather never dared to look back and could only walk forward with a heavy backpack on his back."
"But the faster he walked, the faster the footsteps sounded. The birds were silent at night and the leaves in the forest were rustling. My grandfather's heart was beating like thunder, and his back was wet with cold sweat. Just as the footsteps were getting closer and closer to him,
As he got closer, he suddenly saw a fork in the road ahead, so he rushed to the fork leading to the village."
"He originally thought that the path he chose would be closer to a crowded place, and the things following him would never dare to follow him, but he didn't expect that the footsteps still followed him. Not only did he follow him, but someone also reached out and patted him.
shoulder!"
"For a moment, he felt a cold air running down his shoulders, his head was buzzing, and he froze in place, not daring to move. But then the person behind him made a voice: 'Young man, I'm a little scared to walk alone at night. Let's
Go together.'"
"My grandfather turned around when he heard the voice. He was a middle-aged man dressed locally. He shook his legs and took the cigarette from the other person's hand. The two of them chatted and walked at night."
"On the way, my grandfather drank a few more sips of the wine handed to him by the middle-aged man. The heat overflowed and he was full of energy. The two chatted and walked away."
"Not long after, the middle-aged man suggested taking a break. My grandfather agreed without much thought. The two of them drank wine and smoked cigarettes, chatting and laughing."
"However, after smoking one cigarette after another, the middle-aged man still had no intention of continuing on the road. My grandfather was anxious to go home, so he said: 'I have to go home. Let's talk another day.'"
"Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man suddenly changed his color after hearing this, slapped my grandfather on the chest, and shouted: 'Who will talk to you another day!'"
"My grandfather was dizzy for a while due to alcohol. When he sobered up again, the middle-aged man had disappeared, and the place he was in was a cemetery, undulating and dark, and the thing he and the middle-aged man were leaning against and chatting with just now was shockingly...
A tombstone!”
"My grandfather was so frightened that he ran away. When he came out of the cemetery, he realized that he had not actually reached the fork in the road. He did not dare to continue walking, so he went to a mountain hunter's self-built house not far away."
"The place he lived in was a remote mountainous area. At that time, there were many people hunting in the mountains. Although the self-built house was simple, it had beds and quilts. My grandfather thought about going in and hiding for the night before leaving during the day. Who knew that when he lay down, the house
There were "click", "click" footsteps coming from outside, and they sounded like they were circling the house."
"My grandfather broke out in cold sweats all over his body, but the young man was very angry. After being frightened, he became so angry that he picked up the stool and rushed out to fight for his life."
"The sound of 'click-click' was still there, but there was no one in the bamboo forest. After searching for a while, my grandfather discovered that the sound was caused by the dried bamboo shoot shells on the bamboo. Some of the bamboo shoot shells that were taken off after the bamboo grew grew were still hanging on it.
If it falls, it will make a sound when the wind blows. It sounds like footsteps at night. Not only are there on the bamboo, but some unscrupulous person has hung two pieces of bamboo shoot shells on the back of his basket."
"At this point, he felt relieved and went back to sleep, but after a night of tossing, he couldn't sleep, so he hurriedly carried the goods home at dawn the next day."
"Unexpectedly, he heard footsteps again when he passed by the river. He couldn't help but feel angry. He was about to curse the person who hung the bamboo shoots on his basket, but suddenly he remembered that he took off the bamboo shoots and threw them away last night.
It fell off, and someone drowned in this river not long ago. His hair stood on end, he didn’t look back, he threw the basket on his back and ran towards home.”
"When he got home, he found a bruised five-fingerprint on his chest. He was sick for several days. After he got better, he didn't go into detail about what happened that night. He just stopped walking at night."
"As for who hung up the bamboo shoot shell, who the middle-aged man is, and what the footsteps following him by the river are, we still don't know."
At this point, Xu Ruosi stopped and took a breath before saying, "I'm done telling my story."
The room fell silent, and the candlelight on the wax figure flickered. After a while, Xie Ling took a deep breath and asked, "Is the story you told true?"
Xu Ruosi glanced at her, "What do you think?"
Xie Ling rubbed the goose bumps that appeared on her arms, "It's so scary... Such a scary story should meet the requirements of the game, right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the room began to rise. Xu Ruosi straightened her clothes and stood up.
"When you get the clues, remember to wait for us outside." Xie Ling warned uneasily: "It's safer for everyone to go together."
Xu Ruosi didn't respond to her words. When the room stopped, she walked towards the door.
Several people at the table paid attention, but no one took the opportunity to follow him out.
"I wonder what clues she will get..." Xie Ling murmured.
Xu Huo glanced at the vents in the room, and when the room sank, he said, "Who's coming next?"
"I'll do it, I'll do it!" Long Aotian said hurriedly: "I heard a strange story from a friend, it's very scary!"
The other three people didn't grab it, and when the room was quiet, he started talking.
"There is a salt drying farm in my friend's hometown. There are many people working there on weekdays, but during the holidays all the workers leave, and the boss has to invite people to watch the salt drying field. He will be paid for every night of watching."
"However, this salt drying farm is far away from where we live, and there are not many people around it. It is said that bad things have happened there, so adults are not willing to go there. The boss usually uses a middleman to find some half-grown young people.
, I’m very brave, and I haven’t heard the rumors about the salt drying field before.”
"One day when the salt drying field was on holiday, the middleman found a cousin of my friend and gave him money to go to the salt field. His cousin agreed without saying a word."
"We usually watch the show at night, so he went to the salt drying field after dinner in the evening."
"I never thought that his grandma would come at night and say that she had hired an old master to tell his fortune. She calculated that he would be in trouble tonight and it was best not to go out."
"But the man has already left. His grandma is old and there are no other young adults at home, so I had to go to another house to call for someone. Finally, I called a relative to go with him. It was already very late. At this time, my friend
My cousin can even see the salt drying field."
"He was walking on a path on the hillside. He stood high and could see far. Before he got down, he saw that the salt drying field was full of people. They were pushing and turning, shouting and working in full swing!"
