Seek ghost stories or horror stories.

Absolutely not grandstanding (to grandstanding, it is better to post a "sculpture" supporting Zhang Jizhong)

At that time, I was a freshman in senior high school, and my best friend JL went to my aunt's house for dinner every day (it was popular at that time to eat with my family)

After the class meeting that afternoon, I left school early. JL and I went back to menstruation's house to get books. I still remember clearly that we were going to get Jin Yong's The Dragon Slayer.

We walk for more than five hours and ride for 15 minutes every day.

Because we couldn't find an aunt's house that we could walk to with our eyes closed, we rode bicycles many times over and over again.

Anyway, I can't find my aunt's home. The straight main road has become like this (the road from Shuinianhe Street in Chengdu to Chengdu Hotel is wide and straight, and there is no fork in the road, it is a crossroads).

We ran all over the road, so we asked street vendors and vendors for directions by bike. They were very enthusiastic, so we rode in the direction of their fingers. As soon as we get to a certain place, the road to turn disappears, and all the roads become exactly the same.

I'm famous for my boldness. JL is very big. We two girls don't feel terrible, but we are confused.

On the way, we stopped to buy coke and snacks, and then continued on our way. We were going to take a taxi (I have always been rich), but we couldn't put the bike in the taxi, so we had to keep riding.

I have been riding a horse and I am exhausted. I discussed it with JL and guessed that she won, so I asked the police. I got up the courage to ask the police (children were afraid to talk to the police at that time). The police came as soon as they reached out and led the way.

Just like stunts, we found the way at once, turned when it was time to turn, and suddenly arrived at my aunt's house. It's already dark.

Later, I asked many people. Some people have the same experience as us. They call it a roadblock, also called a maze.

In short, my sense of direction has become very poor since I met the roadblock ghost. Maybe I have a shadow in my heart, but JL hasn't changed much, and my sense of direction is still good.

Until my mother once, I couldn't find a unit on my way to work anyway, so I began to read many strange books, hoping to find an explanation.

There is a saying that the geomagnetic sense should be that the earth moves to a certain latitude and longitude, and some factors that cannot be explained by existing science will produce radio waves, which will blind the brain and make the things in front of us invisible.

There is also a saying that geomagnetic memory will produce an unusual set of brain waves when the human brain is stimulated by some kind of strong stimulus, and geomagnetism will remember such waves. When someone stands in the same place on a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, a certain factor, they will receive this set of information. I'm not qualified to say that this explanation is reasonable or not, but it obviously doesn't apply to the situation where we meet with obstacles.

Oh, it is worth discussing. According to my investigation, among the acquaintances who met the roadblock ghost, AB blood type accounted for 85 (percent) (including my mother and myself).

Is it particularly easy for people with AB blood type to meet road bullies?

Have any friends had a similar experience?

2 go

I wonder if you have the concept of "going". "Walking" means putting people around the room by magic, but it seems that the object can only be children. It is said that children are not heavy. I saw it once.

At that time, a friend of my grandmother died, and my mother and I went to the memorial service on behalf of my grandmother. At that time, the scholar who was doing the ceremony in that family would let go, and that family would let the youngest child go once to see if the old man was doing well down there. At that time, the scholar asked the family to set up an altar with a barbecue, a plate of cooking, a plate of fruit and a bottle of wine on it. Then he took a peach wooden sword in one hand and a soul clock in the other and began to surround himself.

After more than ten minutes, the child began to stagger and fall asleep. After a few minutes, the child stood up with his eyes closed. The monk immediately took a stick of incense and put it in the incense burner on the altar, and said that he must take the child back before the incense burned out, or he would not come back.

When the incense was about to burn out, the monk picked up the peach wooden sword and the soul bell and sang and danced around the children. Finally, he patted the child's head with a peach wooden sword and shouted, wake up. The child's eyes opened.

After the child opened his eyes, the first sentence was: I saw grandpa. As soon as everyone heard him say this, they all gathered around and began to ask questions. Unfortunately, the five-year-old child can't speak clearly. He only said to look at one road first. His grandfather stood at the end of the road and waved to him. He went over and followed him to a big house. Grandpa told him that this was his future home, and he said that there was nothing lacking, so he told his parents not to waste any more money.

On the way home, my mother and I discussed the so-called "walk" just now. At that time, I thought that maybe the doctor used a kind of hypnosis to make the child hallucinate, but later I read the relevant information of hypnosis and found that it was not that simple. ...

The world is full of wonders, and our shallow wisdom may not be able to explain everything clearly.

3 ghosts eat mud

This is what my mother told me. It was a long time before she told me. Of course, whether it is true or not is a matter of opinion.

When my mother was seventeen, she was really an early riser in the national team. But whenever my mother talks about these things, she is always very proud, saying that this time is the wealth of her life.

All right, digression, digression, get to the point.

The following is my mother's self-report written in the first person:

One day, a man in the brigade was planting vegetables in the field. When everyone finished work, he suddenly found that the man had disappeared and could not be found anywhere.

At this time, some people say that it may be possessed by ghosts. Of course, in those days, these words meant that feudal superstition was the enemy of the proletariat, and everyone did not believe it.

However, in the end, after many unsuccessful searches, there was no choice but to ask those insiders.

Then they found an old woman who ignored them at first. Later, they bought some food and wine, and she began to talk about it. She said that some children's ghosts wandered in the mountains and started calling people's names. If the called person responds to it, people who are fascinated by it will be hard to find. ...

Then we listened anxiously and asked her what to do. She said that only some people can be called to the mountain to call his name and recall him. ...

Everyone is dubious, but they really can't think of any tricks. Just do as she says, so everyone took gongs and drums to the mountain and called his name. Suddenly a man stopped and said it was in that tree, but no one saw it!

Finally, I learned that people with low luck are more likely to be seen, that is, losers. Then everyone went to the tree and kept beating drums and calling his name. Suddenly, he fell from the tree, and everyone was surprised. That's weird.

Guess what happened to that man? His mouth is full of mud, his ears are full of worms, and his nose is full of earthworms ~' We asked him where he had gone. He said that someone invited him to eat a "pig-killing rice" (pig-killing rice means that some people kill pigs in rural areas, so it is very rare to invite everyone to eat out of courtesy)

My mother saw this with her own eyes, not ... Have you ever heard of anything like it? I don't know why my grandmother told me that when someone calls your name on the road, you shouldn't respond easily.

When I was a freshman, because I was waiting to watch the World Cup at night, several students had nothing to do but drink together and talked about "ghosts" because they were bored. My classmate's brother told a true story.

My classmate's brother has a classmate's sister (hereinafter referred to as "A" for convenience). At that time, A was very good at school because he knew gangsters in society. One of them likes a classmate of A very much (hereinafter referred to as "B" for convenience), so he asks A to ask B out to play tricks in the evening. In order to be loyal among gangsters, I asked B out that night. What's more frightening is that A helped those gangsters hold down B's hands and feet. After B didn't call the police, she wanted to deal with A in her own way, so she gave her body to the gangsters with higher status in the Jianghu and let them go to * * A. Of course, she learned it from others. She was afraid and regretted going to study in the countryside to avoid B.

So many years passed. When A thought it had been forgotten, she went home and worked as a shop assistant in a department store not far from home. But when she came home from the night shift for the first time, she found someone following her. She was so scared that she told her father to pick her up after work every night. One day, her father was a few minutes late for something, so he didn't receive her. At that time, her father thought she met her former classmates and went out to play together, but she didn't. I care, but when she didn't come home the next day, the family began to worry. They looked everywhere and called the police, but there was no news. On the fifth day, the police asked them to identify the body. Before they came to the body, her parents recognized it from the shoes on its feet. That is, A was persuaded by the police to go home without looking at the body and put it on the mourning hall. Because the police's death report has never been obtained, and A's body has been kept in the morgue because the forensic doctor wants to dissect it.

On the third night, because of fatigue, A's sister's boyfriend went to rest on the second floor (A shared a room with her sister on the second floor). At this time, my classmate's brother got the news and ran to comfort his classmate (A's brother). As soon as I entered the door, I heard a cat barking sadly. I sat down and said a few words of comfort, and I felt uncomfortable and wanted to go home. At this time, Sister A's boyfriend jumped up and shouted and ran down from the second floor to tell everyone that he was confused when he was resting just now. They saw traces of water drops from the balcony to the closet in the room, but it didn't rain, and there were traces of nails scraping on the closet door. Everyone was very scared, so they went down to the mourning hall and sat for a while. A's mother was tired and slept on her desk for a few minutes. When she woke up, she cried and told them that A had come back and wanted to go home and get her clothes, but she couldn't get them. The whole family was surprised and decided to go again the next day.

The next morning, they came to the morgue and uncovered the white cloth armor without the help of the police. At this moment, something strange happened. Frozen in the police autopsy and morgue for three days, there should be no blood. At this time, a lot of blood began to ooze. The police told them the cause of death. A was hit in the stomach with a sharpened bamboo before she died. There were seven bodies and then they were thrown into the cesspit, so when A came back to her soul, a drop of water cried coldly and told her mother that after her abdominal pain, my classmate's brother was afraid that he had never been to her house again, so I don't know if the case was solved. This happened in Chongqing. The real thing is not fiction!

Ghost class (that I learned from Wenzhou Q friends).

The following is my Q friend's account number:

This happened in the 1990s, when I was still in primary school. At that time, schools in Wenzhou organized autumn tours every year, and all the places they went were wild places. That year, a class from Wenzhou No.6 Middle School came back from an autumn tour, and more than 40 people took the school chartered bus. Just when everyone was in high spirits, the driver somehow got into trouble and drove directly to the reservoir. Except for the four people who were rescued, the whole class including the teacher was killed.

This incident had a great influence at that time, and Wenzhou locals basically knew it. Since then, Wenzhou Education Bureau has cancelled the outdoor autumn outing. Here, one of the four people rescued is my cousin. She said that she almost fainted after falling into the water, but she felt that many people pulled her. She is definitely not a classmate, let alone an ordinary 15-year-old child. What's more, in the water, adults say it's a water ghost looking for a pair.

I won't focus on this. After this happened, a strange thing happened in No.6 Middle School. One day, the gatekeeper Aberdeen nervously found the school leaders and told them that he had seen a ghost. He said that he turned off the main power switch of the school parish as usual after school yesterday. But at night, he found a light in a building in the parish, so he went to see if it was okay. He was shocked to see that Mitsudeki's class was killed. He clearly saw that the students and teachers in that class were in class. They are all wet, and the classroom is foggy. He was so scared that he ran back to the reception room.

The school thought this was nonsense and severely criticized Aber for saying that Aber was superstitious, but the next morning, the school found Aber, the gatekeeper, hanging on the school basketball stand with a distorted expression. It should be noted that the playground and teaching area of Liuwen Middle School are separated, and only the teachers in the physical education group have keys, which means Abreu can't come in by himself, let alone commit suicide, because the police didn't find anything that can be used as a mat at the scene. In the end, the case was dropped among the students. Chuan was murdered by those people. Since then, there has been an unwritten rule that all schools, including teachers, get off work at six o'clock in the evening, so students in No.6 Middle School are never bothered by any evening self-study.

It is also rumored that classes are still held in the evening of No.6 Middle School.

Story 1: Don't talk nonsense.

What my friend told me was highly credible, because I asked several witnesses at that time and they all said it was true.

A schoolgirl drowned in the swimming pool of my friend's school. Since then, my friend's classmate A has seldom taken swimming lessons at school. One day, when he passed by the swimming pool, he thought it was because of that girl that he missed swimming lessons, and he said angrily, "It's really unlucky that we cut so many swimming lessons for you."

The next morning, when Xiao A was washing with many classmates (including my friends), everyone was shocked by Xiao A's cry of "Ah ~", and then they all gathered around to see that the toothbrush that Xiao A had just taken out of his mouth was covered with long hair. Some people laughed at how she dropped her toothbrush on the ground and put it in her mouth without washing it, but the little one didn't speak, and even vomited one or two words into the pool and pulled it out by hand. Everyone is stupid. This move refuted their speculation just now and asked.

Story 2: Luban Apprentice

This story is very short, which I heard from my father.

It is said that he went to Ganzi Prefecture in the northwest at the call of the Party, where a family (I forget which county) moved to a new house and found a master as a new furniture master, but the family was very stingy and finally wanted to deduct the master's salary when checking out the bill.

The master was very angry, so he moved the furniture in his house. Every night, he can hear the ticking sound at home, like a clock walking, but in fact, there is no clock at home. Finally, he couldn't stand it. Only then can people come and apologize to the carpenter and return the deducted money to others. It's nothing. Some people say that craftsmen are students of Luban, and they are not to be taunted.

Story 3: An old woman with sunny eyes.

This story was told by my good friend, who was my classmate in high school and college. There is an old lady downstairs. I have seen her in her eighties. She said that she could see things and tell fortune since she was a child, but generally she wouldn't say that she would die.

That day, my classmate was chatting with several children in the yard downstairs, and the old woman was suddenly startled by the lightning in the sky. It's like a bolt from the blue on the concrete floor in the yard. The old woman said there seemed to be an accident in the yard, and the children asked what would happen. The old woman looked up to say, and suddenly she lived for a few days without saying anything. A woman on the fifth floor committed suicide in their yard. Their husband is a construction worker and only she works outside. I lived with my in-laws and committed suicide for a simple reason. I broke a bowl and was scolded several times. At this time, the old woman said that when she looked up that day, she accidentally saw a woman floating in a house on the fifth floor, but the house was empty, so she went to the opposite one, that is, looking for a pair of bodies.

The old woman was able to calculate the date of her departure. My classmate's grandmother is over 60 years old and has a good relationship with her. One day, when they were walking together, the old woman said that she talked too much when she was young. It is estimated that there are only a few days left before the end of July. My classmate's grandmother comforted her and said that you are in such good health. Don't talk nonsense It was a Sunday, July 30th (my classmate said he remembered it clearly). The old woman told her family that I was not feeling well today. Lie down, you go and buy more food, and ask the children to come and have dinner together. The old woman ate happily, but she really left at night.

Story 4: Hotel Strange Things

A colleague of mine went to Hangzhou for a holiday some time ago, and when he was preparing to fall asleep in the hotel at night, he suddenly heard footsteps in the room. Afraid that he might hear wrong, he asked the boys in the same room if they heard it. The boy said that he didn't recognize my colleague's mistake and lay down to sleep, but he still heard footsteps and closed his eyes. It seems that he can still see several people walking around his bed, so he changed beds with that boy, but the bed change still happened. What's even more frightening is that. When he closed his eyes this time, he suddenly saw one of those people coming towards him. He looked closer and saw that the man had only eyebrows and no eyes. After returning to Shanghai, my colleague had a fever.

I used to have a friend who worked in a hotel. One night 12 o'clock, when he was working on a floor, he suddenly heard the door of the safe passage opened and then slammed. Because this floor is managed by him, the door of the safe passage should be closed at ordinary times, so how can anyone go in that night? He didn't think so much at that time. He just felt that if something went wrong, he would take full responsibility, so he immediately rushed to the safety gate. The door did open, and he ran and ran again. At the same time, he heard someone running up the stairs, and it was the sound of high heels. He desperately chased the footsteps to the top floor, looking for a long time but couldn't find anyone on the top floor.

It's still the hotel at three o'clock. One day, the manager told him that he would sleep in the hotel after working overtime today and asked him to tidy up a room for him. My friend finally went to tidy up the room, because this room is not for guests, but usually for people who work overtime. However, this room has not been occupied for a long time. After cleaning up for a long time, my friend found that there was no quilt, so he went out to get it. When he came back, he really saw a man's mark on the sheet. You know, the hotel just made a bed. Very flat. There is absolutely no trace. My friend didn't care. He thought that the manager just lay down for a while and then began to make the bed. After a while, their manager came in. My friend asked, "Manager, were you tired just now?" Do you want to lie down for a while? "

Unexpectedly, his manager was surprised and said, how is it possible? I have never come in! My friend told the manager what happened just now, and the manager didn't take it to heart. He thought it was normal that there were many people in the hotel. Just as my friend was cleaning up, they locked the door and went out to work. When they returned to the room again, they found another person's sign, and the door was locked all the time. ...

Fourth, it is still this hotel. I found that this kind of thing seems to happen in many hotels. The hotel where my friend works is very famous for its five-star reputation and a large number of Japanese guests. But one year, a very sensational thing happened there, that is, four Japanese people died in a room in a row because of extreme panic before they died, and then died of heart disease. Later, I heard from friends that their hotel was a cemetery during the Anti-Japanese War.

Five: It's the same hotel. Once a friend was joking with a chef, and then a guest suddenly called for ice cubes. My friend asked him to get it from the kitchen refrigerator, and then he came back. At this moment, other employees in the kitchen just came to chat with them. After learning that he had just gone to the freezer, he was shocked to say that we had just locked it there. How did you get in? Do you have a key? He said there was no lock at all. When I went in, a woman cleaner was lying on the floor cleaning the floor. They said it was impossible. Others we locked ourselves didn't have keys, but the chef who went to get the ice insisted that there was a cleaner cleaning the floor, so they played back the freezer room. The door was locked, but when they opened it, they saw a woman in white with long hair lying on the floor. When they turned on the light, the woman disappeared. These chefs later resigned.

Story 5: Elevator

The elevator in the teaching building of Xiao Li's former college is closed after 6 pm, which is the rule of the college ~

At that time, it was probably at night 10 (I just entered the university, and I still maintained the lofty ideals of high school and strong learning combat effectiveness! ) I came back from the fifth floor of the teaching building of our college and found that the elevator was still open and I came down from the eighth floor. I'm confused. I thought it was property management checking the elevator, so I pressed the button and wanted him to give me a ride. As a result, when the elevator door opened, I found that all the men and women standing in the elevator were wearing white jumpsuits and their expressions were quite vague. I wonder why I can see their clothes clearly. At that time, the lights in the elevator were very dark, and the lights in the elevator were even more dazzling against the background of those people wearing white clothes ~ ~ ~ I stood there, and the elevator door closed automatically, and it was dark. Suddenly, the elevator door opened again, and the person standing in front asked me, can I get on? I stepped back and said I was waiting for someone. You should get off first, and then the elevator door closes. The elevator began to descend. Later, I hurried down the stairs to the first floor and saw that the elevator was actually "controlled" (the elevator was closed! Later, I went back to the dormitory, didn't dare to be blind with my roommate, and fell asleep alone.

Now that I think about it, everything is so clear, except the faces of those people in white. I only remember that their faces were blurred.

Story 6: One morning in April last year, I took my dog ok out for a walk. OK is a local dog, but it is very tall. When it stands upright, its front paws can stand on the shoulders of a person about 1.6 meters tall. Because our home is near the mountain (mountain area in western Guangdong), I stopped by the mountain to see the growth of Myrica rubra, so OK had to follow. The rocks on the side of the mountain have been mined for many years, which has caused serious damage to the graves on the mountain.

After walking seven or eight hundred meters on the road (150 meters high), a grave completely collapsed, revealing some bones. I wasn't surprised by the bones, but then OK rushed forward behind me and went straight to the bones. I was shocked: what if OK ate the bone or took it home?

No matter what I call it, it doesn't work (OK is usually disobedient when eating). I just want to pick a stone and throw it away. Just as I squatted down to pick up the stone, something terrible happened: OK kept barking two meters away from the skeleton and jumped around in circles for about a minute. I suddenly realized, it's okay. It's okay. I went back immediately. Maybe I took about 100 steps, and OK followed me. I can see that it's nothing.

That's what happened. Well, why don't you grab the bone? Did you see anything unclean? I don't pay much attention to this thing, but I don't think I want to take the dog up the mountain again.

Story 7: Strange things experienced by colleagues!

At that time, he was studying at Zhong Da University in Guangzhou. In the year of graduation, one night in July of the lunar calendar, he went to a friend's house with a buddy. It was not until the early morning that he thought of going back. Originally, they wanted to miss the last bus, but fortunately they caught it (at least he felt lucky before something strange happened).

Because it is the last bus, there are not many people on the bus when there are two stops from the terminal, so there are only three or four. Colleagues didn't feel anything strange along the way. Suddenly the driver spoke loudly at the station in front of the terminal: "Did anyone get off?" "Yes" a dull voice sounded, and the driver stopped at the station. Strangely, half a day passed, but no one got off at the door. After a while, the driver felt very unhappy when he started the car. The boss said angrily, "What did you say if you don't get off?"

At this moment, my colleague looked at his buddy strangely. According to him, his scalp was numb and his face was pale with fear. He pulled up his partner and walked to the car door. As soon as the bus arrived, both of them rushed out and trotted back to the dormitory.

Are you readers full of question marks when you get here? Then let me explain what made them panic in the car. They sit together in the last row of the car, which means there is no room behind them. Strangely, the sound actually came from behind them. Now you should understand why they fled in a hurry! I'm still worried if that thing will follow me. I can't say that! By the way, one more thing. On the way back to the dormitory at the station, they met many old people, men and women, but fortunately they all had shadows. Think about whether they are ghosts or not, but there is always a strange feeling. It will be early in the morning ... cold!

My high school deskmate Mou Wei, we call him He Gui-He Wei Bian Gui Ye.

He said that when he was eleven years old, one day after lunch, his sister went to the nearby Camellia oleifera forest to pick tea bubbles, and the tea ears were the things that grew on the Camellia oleifera trees during the Qingming period. It tastes a little sweet and astringent. It's just farmers' children chatting to satisfy their own desires. This kind of thing is not found on every camellia oleifera. Even if there are many on a tree, it will not be found if it is covered by green leaves. When they reached the ridge, the two brothers and sisters searched separately. He drilled in the sparse tea forest for a while, and then separated from his sister. When he picked some tea bubbles, he found that his sister was gone, shouted no response, went to look for it, and suddenly saw it. There is a big grave in front, and a woman with long hair in a pink coat is combing her hair with her back to him. He felt very strange. Whose woman was so sad that she ran to the ridge at noon and sat in front of the grave to comb her hair? So he wanted to walk up to the woman and have a good look. Who knows that as soon as he came to the front, the woman turned her back on him and then came back. The woman turned her back on him again. He suddenly remembered that people say that ghosts can't see their faces, and he immediately reacted. He was so scared that he lost all his tea and couldn't even find his sister. They ran home in despair, because their feet were weak, and they tripped and fell several times on the road.

Ghost singing opera

In the countryside, grandma's house is not far from the school in the village. There is an auditorium in the school, which is usually a place for singing or showing movies in the village. Maybe in the summer vacation of my third grade primary school, I went to visit my grandmother in the countryside. One day, I woke up in the middle of the night and heard the melodious music in school, as if singing. The voice is gloomy and unclear. I only listened to a few words for a long time, and only heard the words "Jinhua and Yin Hua" clearly, but they were beautiful. I still remember the melody that sounded like tears, which made my heart tremble.

A few days later, when I remembered, I asked my father if he had sung a big play in the school auditorium a few days earlier. Father said he hadn't sung in the past six months. He often went to the toilet in the middle of the night these days and didn't hear anything at school. I was puzzled after listening to it. Now that I think about it, I wonder if a ghost is singing.

Later, I asked the old people in the village and learned a lot about ghost singing.

When singing opera in the village, people are often evil spirits (that is, hitting ghosts). If there is a ghost drama, someone must be a ghost. Often, when there is a play, some people in the crowd suddenly collapse, panting, pale and unconscious. It is said that ghosts are also mixed in the crowd. When playing ghost plays, people who are haunted, weak and weak in yang are prone to evil spirits, but when watching movies, these situations generally do not occur. Because there are many war movies in the village, guns are ringing, horns are ringing, and soldiers are thundering. Don't panic when you meet evil spirits. Put the evil spirit on the ground, sprinkle with rice and knead it, and you can wake up. Therefore, when you go to the theatre, villagers often carry rice in their bags.

Deceive the corpse!

I didn't see it myself, but my grandmother told me.

I was almost 90 years old and experienced the Republic of China. At that time, my family still lived in the countryside.

At that time, the old lady of a family in the village suddenly died and was sent to the village to see a doctor.

Said there was no hope. Go home and prepare for the funeral. Then I carried it home and suddenly woke up.

Well, as before, I don't like going out for activities. I stay indoors every day and can't see the sun.

To this end, the son of that family also beat the local doctor and called him a quack.

As a result, after three or four days, relatives from afar came to see the old lady just in time for the early morning, and her son went to the old lady's house.

As a result, there was no movement inside, so I pushed open the door and the sun flooded the room. As a result, I saw the old lady lying flat on the kang.

After saying "it's finally dawn", I died.

Everyone was heartbroken, booked a coffin, put the old lady's body in a room temporarily used as a mourning platform, and was buried in the middle of the night the day before yesterday.

Everyone is waiting to be buried in the coffin for a vigil the next day. Suddenly, the old lady suddenly sat up, which startled her family at that time.

Her eldest son called for his mother, and the old lady suddenly stood up from the platform and threw her hands straight at his son like zombies.

Everyone was scared and shouted at the body. There was chaos. His son was afraid and ran out of the door. The old lady is chasing him.

His hand stretched out all the time, and then everyone woke up and ran after him. As a result, he ran to the mountain near his home. His son shouted that his mother was your son, but the old lady ignored him and continued to chase him. But in superstition, the liar can only walk in a straight line because his legs are straight, so his son circles around a small tree. As a result, the old lady hugged the tree directly and picked it up fiercely. Fingers were deep in the trunk, and the villagers who arrived later tied the old lady to the tree with a rope and knocked her on the head for a long time before she calmed down. So, the tree was sawed off and put directly into the coffin. When the coffin board was forcibly nailed, the old lady could still be heard walking inside, and finally the coffin was buried directly, so that the cemetery was buried.

No one dared to go for a long time. I heard from my grandmother that the old people in her village said that they might be possessed by unclean things. There used to be a story about swindling dead bodies in the village.

1 This is absolutely true ghost experience, not from people, but from personal experience.