Story 1: Ancient House on Mountain Road
My name is Huan. There is such a story. Yes, I personally experienced it.
Because of something, I had no choice but to walk in the rain in the dark.
I am still on my way at ten o’clock in the evening, or even twelve o’clock.
The purpose is to go to an old village to collect a few pieces of ancient knowledge so as to make money.
Walking, at three o’clock in the night, I was surprised to see a house on the side of the road. The owner’s house was not asleep yet, maybe he was awake.
There is a fire and water lamp in the house. I am already tired by this time, and I have drunk the water I brought, so I almost have an idea. I want to stop and rest. At the same time By the way, ask for a few glasses of water from the host family.
Act as I think of it, and I personally knock on the door.
The door opened quickly.
“Who? It’s so late, and I called the door.” A man said, looking out.
When I saw this man, he turned out to be an old man, who looked more than 80 years old.
I hurriedly said, “Excuse me, old man, I am passing by, I am thirsty, thinking of you to ask for a drink.”
The old man looked at me and was silent for a while before he said, “This is the case. Just come in. I just boiled the water. It’s hot. Come in for a few cups before leaving.”
I listened, very happy, thanked me and thought I could finally drink water and have a good rest.
The old man came into the house and turned back and looked reticent before opening the door. He chatted with me and kept talking. The old man seemed to be very interested in things in the city outside, and asked me again and again. What a change.
I intend to repay this kind of thirst quenching, and naturally I will work hard to choose the topic I think is the best, so as to make the old man happy.
The old man listened to me from time to time with a sentence, “Hey, I don’t think it has changed so much now.”
It’s almost dawn. , I felt that my physical strength was almost restored, so I took the initiative to bid farewell to the old man.
The old man said very enthusiastically, “Young man, you have opened my eyes. Welcome to come again next time.”
I continuously agreed , I will visit again next time I have the opportunity.
Then I went on the road again, knowing that I had reached my destination and reached the edge of the village. I was very unlucky to find that because of the recent rain, the river has soared and the wooden bridges across the village have been flooded Up.
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After waiting all morning, I didn’t see the village.When the boat came over to me, I was helpless. I wanted to go back and borrow from the old man for a few days, and wait until the flood receded before entering the village, or when I saw a boat coming from the village.
So I went back.
But when I arrived at the place that was supposed to be the old man’s house, this place has changed. There is no house like I saw at night.
It is a big grave head made of stones.
Then I came to the village and asked. The old man was an old ancestor in the village, and he was often encountered by outsiders because he liked to hear outsiders talk about things outside the village. .
Story 2: The clingy little ghost
My name is Huan, and I have never remembered it so far. This is an encounter on the way to collect ancient knowledge.
That time, the village I was going to was very difficult to walk, and it was a section of road that was often haunted.
There is no way, I am an ancient business man, in order to make a living, I have to brave fear and go on the road.
Sure enough, when it gets dark, I still haven’t reached the village. There is still a long way to go.
I am a person who is courageous to say big or small, because I grew up listening to ghost stories and have a certain immunity to supernatural things.
But I am not really afraid to walk this way.
Pretend to walk boldly.
The road didn’t go far.
Suddenly I felt that the surrounding air temperature dropped instantly.
Then I saw someone following me.
I looked back, my heart trembled. It was a child, a man, with mud all over his body and no half of his face.
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When I looked at him, he also looked up at me with a strange smile on his mouth.
I felt uncomfortable when I saw it, so I ran away.
The little devil made a few chuckles and followed, turning his head to look at me.
I watched it, and thought I would ignore him, he would leave him, I would leave mine, so I stopped looking at the kid, no longer running, and taking care of myself Walking.
After going for a while, the little devil seemed to be blind to me, and became angry. Suddenly, with a loud noise, he threw his hand at me.
Although I pretend not to look at the kid, this is a fake. I have been observing the kid with squint, and if I find something is wrong, I can deal with it immediately.
Unexpectedly, I was really ready. The kid rushed to me. Without saying anything, I folded the root asideThe long thick grass, then spit on it, turned around and drew it up at the kid.
Ah!
With a slap on the little devil, he immediately screamed and retreated.
As soon as I saw that the method taught by an old man was effective in fighting ghosts, I immediately rushed forward and drew again.
I’ve heard that all the evil spirits who take the initiative to appear on the road and follow people are evil spirits. If you are not careful you will be killed by him. I will naturally not be soft. Fate thought.
The kid was beaten a few times and suddenly disappeared, so I stopped now.
I took a look and thought the kid had taken a shot, so I continued on the road.
But just not far away, suddenly, I was taken aback and immediately avoided, because I saw the kid appear again, throwing stones at me.
Everyone has big fists, and if you get hit in the head, it’s hard not to die.
I tried my best to avoid it, but in the end I was inevitably hit by two stones, each in my legs, and the pain made me sit down temporarily.
The kid saw that he hurt me, he clapped his hands and came to me with a smile, seemingly very proud.
I was angry when I saw it. I didn’t get angry. There was a stone right next to me. I even spit on it. I caught it and threw it at the kid.
The little devil caught a dozen stones off guard. He was so painful that he screamed. After a long time, he stared at me bitterly and disappeared.
It seemed that I gave up on dealing with me, and never appeared again.
After daybreak, I no longer had any pain, and then I continued on the road. When I arrived in the village, I told the villagers about this.
The old village chief sighed, “The little child you saw was from the village. He was originally very kind, but he was beaten to death by his father for no reason. He became angry and became a ghost. He killed his father, and it was even more murderous for outsiders. You outsiders shouldn’t come to the village at night in the end, otherwise it would be easy to die.”
Speaking of the old village chief, he said. “This time you are an exception, but don’t hurry this night again next time.”
I nodded and thought to myself, there is no next time, I will not come again, joke , I want to live a few more years.