I struggled with that thing, and as a result of the struggle, I couldn’t work at ease during the day. But encountering such a thing, it is not easy to tell outsiders, just want to find a partner to talk about. It happened that two of my friends came to take refuge in me because they committed a crime at home.
On the first night, the three of us slept together, and I slept in the innermost place. Tianming, the friend sleeping on the outside, thinking with fear on his face? I was kind of prank and thankful that I had a good night’s sleep. When it was time to go to bed at night, the friend said that he would not sleep outside, so I deliberately teased him. He said, “You sleep, there are ghosts in this house!” Another friend laughed at him. Volunteer to sleep on the outside!
As a result, we all know what will happen? Those two friends went home and surrendered! This leaves me to continue fighting with that thing!
One day, I was curiously hiding in the quilt, trying to secretly see what it was, and always harassing me. To be honest, I have gradually adapted to that thing from fear to it. Even after wrestling with it for so long, I have become completely accustomed to its existence. Although the fight between us will win each other, no matter what, as long as I overcome my fear and ignore it, it will not hurt my hair.
Through the gap in the quilt, I first saw a shadow, which seemed to have struck a match, lit a cigarette or something, and it continued to wipe the matches. I clearly saw an expressionless old man, a very short old man. He walked towards me slowly…
He approached me step by step… When he reached the bed, he used the hand that pinched my neck countless times to pull me. quilt. I desperately grabbed the quilt with him. He seemed to be not as strong as mine. He stayed for a while and seemed to be thinking about something. Suddenly there was a horrible smile on his face and a big yellow tooth… All of a sudden he pressed on me again, I I wrestled with him again, while pulling his hand into the bedding, while scolding him… In this kind of struggle, I gradually fell asleep as before. Every time I wake up, as long as I don’t want that horrible hand, I will remember what happened in my dream alone, it is undoubtedly a beautiful dream!
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However, since then, he has never been sneaky anymore. He always smiled yellow teeth at me first, and started talking I continue to fight…
I can’t stand his harassment anymore, so I want to live in another place. While looking for a house, I accidentally entered a temple. A master looked at me carefully, and said to me: “Little friend, have you encountered a ghost recently?” I answered truthfully: “Yes! It’s an old ghost!” He smiled and said, “Don’t be afraid, I have The way to cure him, you can just reciting the Buddha’s name when you meet him in the future!”
Back from the temple, the old ghost came on time again, and I kept saying: “Nanwu Amitabha ……”SayIt’s strange to come, that old ghost did not dare to approach me. So many days, one night, I heard the cry of the old ghost, it was very desolate. So I asked curiously: “Why are you crying?” The old ghost said: “Don’t read the Buddha’s name, I’ll tell you!” I nodded and agreed!
It turns out that the old ghost is a drunkard, who is addicted to alcohol! When I was young, I had a virtuous wife, but it was a pity that she was born with a sigh of wine, and when she was drunk, she became drunk with his wife. The wife could not stand his abuse and ran away with others. In this way, she never remarried from youth to old age.
Many years later, the old man is dying, and he is still drinking rice wine. In a certain winter, he might have drunk too much, so he passed out in front of his door. His wife, who had left when he was young, happened to pass by and went back to ask for a quilt. On him. After waking up, someone told him the reason, so he re-aired and washed the quilt and wanted to send it back, but his former wife refused…
This quilt , Until he drowned in the creek that fell out of the window when he was drunk one time, he kept it in the closet…
After the old ghost finished speaking, he was pitiful Looking at me, I nodded and said: “Don’t worry, I will buy a new quilt tomorrow, and then burn your quilt for you!” The old ghost said happily, “Thanks!”
Soon, I put on a new quilt, then washed and dried the old quilt and burned it to the old ghost! From then on until I left Suzhou and left the hut, the old ghost never came to pester me again…
A ghost story, a human and ghost! It has been plagued by Mei He for many years, and has been thinking about it for many years. I always thought it was just a dream, but dreams are not so real. The truth makes me think deeply about a question about feelings.
Although ghosts are not humans, humans are not vegetation, but they all have affection. That ghost is still in love with that affection, and regrettably it is too late to regret. If I knew today, why bother!