This story happened in my neighbor’s house. I remember that I was about 11 or 2 years old. I was in my adolescence. I was full of curiosity about everything. Naturally, I was also particularly obsessed with ghosts.
So, ninety percent of the bookshelves in my room are so-called horror novels. These stories really make me never get tired of them, but when the stories are When something strange happened to me suddenly, I really realized that the “Speaking of Ghosts and Gods” was far more complicated than I thought, so let’s not talk nonsense, let’s go directly to the next story.
This is the sixth year since we came to the city from the countryside. I remember that we lived in a very ordinary courtyard house. Our family rented a single room, although three people lived It’s a little bit, but because my father’s job often changes, it is obviously not a good deal to buy a house locally, and the neighbor I mentioned above is a family living in this courtyard-style bungalow.
For bungalows, in addition to daily living, other laundry and cooking are often seen, so the relationship between several tenants will gradually become very good, and Although Aunt Huang who lives next to my house looks fierce on the surface, she is a knife-mouthed tofu heart. She is very kind and treats me very well. Sometimes, my parents are busy with work and have no time to cook. Go to Aunt Huang’s house to eat a meal.
I don’t know if it’s because Aunt Huang’s “fate is not hard”? Or is it already weak? In short, as far as I have learned: five or six weird things have happened to her, and I will sift out two of my most impressive talks!
This Aunt Huang has a hobby: playing mahjong.
Hey, her obsession with mahjong is almost like an addict. Almost every day I can hear the sound of mahjong tiles beating on the table in her house, and strange things happen here. For Mahjong, I remember that it was the afternoon of the sixth day of the first lunar month. Aunt Huang called some of our neighbors to her house to play mahjong. Anyway, they were idle during the New Year holidays, so everyone went to join in the fun. To coax people, I am no exception.
At first everything was fine, but in the second half of the night, I didn’t know that a gust of wind blew from there, making Aunt Huang who was sitting at the card table tremble all over, and then I could clearly see that Aunt Huang’s eyes suddenly became straight, her mouth became crooked, and her hands curled inward involuntarily, and finally she lay directly on the mahjong table. Foam was still spitting out in his mouth.
Seeing this, some people may say that this is probably a stroke or some other disease, but when we called 120 and sent Aunt Huang to the emergency room, the hospital gave The diagnosis of the disease is: Aunt Huang is very healthy. Apart from staying up late for a long time, she has no other symptoms..
And listening to the tone of my parents, if I told the story of seeing the little ghost doing errands soon after Aunt Huang died, I am afraid I would be somewhat implicated. After all, people often say: The secret is not to be revealed.
However, after my continuous high fever, the scene of “Little Ghosts Doing Errands” I saw seemed to have been deleted from my head, and I couldn’t remember it at all. And if I didn’t guess wrong, the reason why I became like this is probably also related to the cold eyes that the kid cast me before.