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A female friend has always had a headache, and it is said that it was a long time ago. She said that his headache started when she was very young, when she was still living with her grandmother in a small village in southern Jinan. Passing a cemetery when going to sweep the tomb on Ching Ming Festival. As a little girl, she had never seen a grave bag, and.. Read More

The story is a bit pitiful, maybe it’s a solitary ghost. But I still don’t think it’s supernatural or scary. Speaking of this story for many years, the specific time has also been forgotten. It was only today that I remembered suddenly. During that time, I traveled as often as I did now, but the treatment was relatively low. And positions are not high. At that time, take a train.. Read More

Children. It was just a small fuzzy flesh. She wept at the flesh and blood. Then she buried it, handled tears and blood stains, and ran back to the house secretly. The next day, she was still a good boy with a smile. But since then, she will vomit when she sees blood. Since then, she has never had a child… I looked at my sister’s face and said calmly… Read More

Going back to the office building, I suddenly felt the gloomy outside of the empty office building. The cool breeze of summer night blew, and I got goose bumps. After listening to a song, I feel I can’t stand it anymore. I would rather go around the scene and there are many people there. The production workers are doing a lot of work, and seeing me work harder. I laughed.. Read More

I’m a zombie. I’m not as cool as the legend. It’s not like the vampires in the movie. I’m just a little zombie, and I can’t remember how old I am. I only know that it’s not just the grave robber who has disturbed my dream, I feel so hungry, and which grave robber naturally became my first meal, I haven’t forgotten which flavor until now. I started my wandering.. Read More

It was late at night, and everything seemed so silent. There is only one old man with curly hair and white hair who is writing his novel with a pen. He is a well-known novelist named Ye Jingyi, 68 years old this year. Every day at three o’clock in the morning, he would sit at his desk and write his novels on time, because he felt that only in this.. Read More

It has been a week in a row. When this time comes every day, Lei will lie on my window sill, mechanically tapping on my window, and make a horrible sound of “咚　咚　咚”. Since I was awakened by this terrible sound in my sleep for the first time, I have never slept in. It’s not good today, Lei came on the window sill on time. Maybe I am used to.. Read More

Qianling, an ancient and mysterious place, here, the legend of “72 tombs with 73 emperors buried” is left, and there is still a mystery-the wordless monument. “No one knows what Wu Zetian left this boulder for. Perhaps, today’s excavation of Qianling can tell us something.” I said seriously. As captain, today I will lead my team to explore Qianling. Go down with a shovel, one shovel, one shovel, “Bang!” The.. Read More

The hair-haired woman nodded thoughtfully and exhaled gently. “There are rivers and lakes where there are people, disputes where there are rivers and lakes, and resentment where there are disputes.” Although in a relaxed tone Yes, but from her eyes, you can find her tiredness, the expression that has gone through vicissitudes is completely different from that of just before, and it seems to be touched by something, falling into.. Read More

Jing Xiuer works on the 15th floor of the building and takes the elevator every day. The 13 floors below the building are used for living. The elevator she takes is directly connected to the floors above the 14th floor. The elevator below the 14th floor is non-stop. The elevator uses the building’s own generator, so it never encountered a power outage or trapped in the elevator, but Jing Xiu’er.. Read More