Classic ghost stories add 20 points if they are good.

One year, a mountaineering club went hiking, and a couple with good feelings were together. When they went to the foot of the mountain to attack the peak, the weather suddenly turned bad, but they still insisted on going up the mountain. So I left the woman to watch the camp, but three days passed and they didn't come back. The woman is a little worried and thinks it may be the weather. Waiting and waiting, on the seventh day, everyone finally came back, except her boyfriend. Everyone told her that her boyfriend died on the first day of Fengfeng! They hurried back seven days ago, thinking that he might come back for her. So everyone formed a circle and put her in the middle. Almost twelve o'clock, her boyfriend suddenly appeared, covered in blood, grabbed her and ran out. His girlfriend screamed with fear and struggled desperately, when her boyfriend told her ... there was a landslide on the first day of the peak! Everyone is dead, but he is still alive ... Who do you believe?

The second story, why are there so many people?

One day, a friend who got off work went back to the dormitory at night and pressed the elevator on the first floor. He wants to go to the sixth floor. Fortunately, the elevator will come soon ... he walked in and there was no one inside. When he walked in, the elevator closed immediately ... Up ... Up ... When he reached the fourth floor, the elevator suddenly opened. There are two people outside poking around, meaning to come in, but I don't know why I didn't come in after reading it. The elevator door closed again. Just as the elevator door was about to close, my friend clearly heard them saying, "How many people!" " "

The third story, no one robbed me.

There is a boy who wants to go home by bus at night, but he doesn't want to leave because he is too late to get to the bus stop, and he is not sure if he has a car. Because his home is far away and remote, he had to wait for the last bus ... wait and wait ... just when he thought there should be no car, he suddenly saw a bus in the distance ... He was happy to stop it. As soon as he got on the bus, he found the last bus very strange. It stands to reason that the last bus is not crowded, because the route is remote, but the bus is full ... there is only one empty seat, and no one on the bus whispers ... He feels a little strange, but he still walks to the only empty seat and sits down. There is a woman sitting next to an empty seat. As soon as he sat down, the woman whispered to him, "You shouldn't take this car." He was afraid, but he didn't know what to do. As a result, the woman said to him, "Never mind, I can help you escape." So she dragged him to open the window and jumped. When they jumped out of the car, he heard the people in the "car" shouting "Let him go" ... When he stood firm, he found them standing on a desolate hillside. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked the woman. The woman smiled strangely: "Now, no one is robbing me ..."

The fourth story, the dream lover

Ning always has the same dream recently. In the dream, a man said to her, "Come, come to me, I'll wait for you …" Finally, I couldn't help it, so I asked him, "Who are you? How can I find you? " The man said, "Meet me at the platform at the gate of xx Park at noon tomorrow 12. I have a mole here. " The man pointed his finger at his chin. When she woke up, Ning hurried to find her friend and told her everything. She promised to accompany her. At noon 1 1: 55, the two waited at the appointed place, but no one came. It was very hot, so Ning said to his friend, "It's too hot. I'll buy two ice creams across the street, and you wait for me here. " Say that finish, ning will cross the street. Just then, a car rushed over and screamed ... My friend ran to see Ning lying in a pool of blood. When I opened the car door, I was going to take Ning to the hospital, only to find that it was a hearse. There was a man lying in the glass coffin of the car, and there was a mole on the man's chin ... My friend suddenly looked at his watch, and now the time is 12 o'clock sharp. Tanning's breathing has stopped.

The fifth story, mobile phone.

Xiao likes to put his mobile phone on the desk by the window in the office. In the sun, the appearance of metal is vivid and charming. Today is Christmas Eve. At noon, Xiao received many messages of blessing. He read one by one, replied to one from time to time, and then put his mobile phone on the table by the window as usual. Get busy. The voice of the mobile phone rang again. He bent his mouth and shook his head helplessly. Colleagues in the office can't help joking with him. What number did your girlfriend send you again? Where is it? He picked up his cell phone and read it. The day after tomorrow afternoon 10. "What a mess!" Colleagues leaned in. This is not a blessing message. "Maybe the boring people are joking." Xiaosuo smiled and continued to write his file.

At noon the next day, he received another message, which was actually related to the previous one. "10 tomorrow night" Xiao Suo began to get impatient. He called back at that number to see who was fooling around with him. Hello, the number you dialed does not exist ... no way, he confirmed the number of the information number once and dialed it again, but the result was still empty. Maybe there was an error in sending the message. He didn't think deeply and decided to ignore the news.

On the third day, at the same time, the SMS sounded as usual, and Xiao Suo was a little annoyed. Open the mail. God, the words "65438+ 00 o'clock tonight" came into view, and he immediately dialed the number again. Hello, the number you dialed does not exist ... the mechanical voice on the other end of the phone rang again, revealing coolness. It's impossible! Xiaosuo decided to go home from work early today, but the department manager just announced that the customer called and the negotiation time was changed to tomorrow. All the paperwork he is in charge of must be finished tonight, so it seems that he will have to work overtime. Of course, a few short messages can't affect the work. Besides, the boss attaches great importance to this project, and Xiao Suo, the right-hand man in the planning department, is also involved. The best way is to finish the work before 10. After 7 o'clock, the companies in the building went off work one after another, and the office building was quiet. Xiao asked for a lunch, ate a few mouthfuls in a hurry and buried himself in his work. At half past eight, all his colleagues left, and he was the only one. He doesn't care about anything, he plays hard in front of the computer until the voice of the mobile phone rings again. It's a short message! He felt a chill in his heart. Looking back, fortunately, it was not 10, but 9 o'clock. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned on his cell phone. "One hour", that strange number again! Oh, my God, who is it? Xiao Suo couldn't help thinking of everyone around him. No clue. Forget it, don't continue to work. It is better to leave early and turn off the phone directly. Xiaosuo finally finished writing the copy. He left the hellish building in a hurry, lit a cigarette, calmed down and crossed a road. When he walked to the center, his cell phone suddenly rang, and it was a scream. Oh, my God! Isn't it already turned off? Xiao Suo paused, immediately stopped to look for the damn mobile phone, the night sky flashed a sharp brake sound, and the mobile phone with metal appearance drew a circle in the air and landed in a pool of blood. Once stopped at 10 forever.

Ps: The text message from a strange number may be a reminder message! Hey, hey. ...

The sixth story, ponytail girl

When I was in the country, I came home from work at midnight.

On the side of the road, I saw a girl with a ponytail squatting and crying at the wall.

Go up to her and ask her why she is crying. If someone bullies you,

Answered that there was a car accident at home,

Then tell her not to be too sad, send her home,

She said no, because you would be afraid to see her,

You said it's okay. Get up, I'll take you home.

Then she stood up and turned to face you,

What you see is a ponytail ...

The seventh story, the bathroom

In addition to our company, there are other companies on the floor where we work, all of which are small departments. We only have one bathroom on the first floor, at the end of the corridor. There are only two roads in the bathroom, with a sink in front and a mirror at the door. Usually work is very busy. We almost ran away when we went to the bathroom. This day is the same. I rushed into the bathroom. There is an unlocked door. I saw that there was already a person inside, and that person didn't know. So I chose the next one, and when I came out, there was already a girl with long hair washing her hands on the sink.

That's the girl from the company next door. We met many times in the corridor. Although I didn't say hello, I was half an acquaintance. She washed it, opened the door next door and went in, huh? That grid belongs to someone else! Don't just see squatting inside ... I didn't think much, so I hurried out. After a while, it was the bathroom again, and I saw that woman for the second time. It was an elderly woman, wearing a black cotton-padded coat, with a sallow face and a swollen face. When I first entered, I saw her still squatting in the lattice of the window. What a strange expression when you see me! I rushed out with a scream and bumped into the girl next door. ...

What's the matter with you? She asked ... a ... ghost! I can't breathe, come on! She also turned pale with fear. "Don't go to the lattice by the window!" "I told her nervously, I'm too lazy to nag you. I'd rather go to the public toilet downstairs, but even so, I saw her for the third time! Not the bathroom, the porch. She stumbled in the crowd and no one noticed her. I forgot the image of a lady and rushed into the office shouting. What's going on here? The manager put me on the balcony like a tiger. Where is it? Is she still here? So blatant? Am I the only one who can see her? She ... I pointed to the black cotton-padded clothes ... her? She? She is the cleaner of this building! Recently, the building requires more than night? Hey? I have to clean the corridor in the morning, so you haven't seen her before. I think you are crazy!

The manager left me bitterly and walked back quickly. I'm dizzy! It turned out to be a false alarm, which made me run several streets every day! Finally, I can go to the toilet with confidence and feel revenge. I just went in and met the girl next door. She smiled at me and went out. The bathroom door faces the mirror. I adjusted my clothes when I came out. I suddenly remembered that funny misunderstanding, so I wanted to talk to her and turned to call her. Oh, my God, what did I see? In the huge mirror, I only saw me, but she turned to look at me. There was nothing in the mirror!

I finally understand that it was a misunderstanding! That cleaner did squat in that room all the time that day, and the girl was able to go in because of her. She is the real ghost!

Ps: Don't trust any strangers, including people you often see. Maybe, that's ...

The eighth story, the old woman in the toilet.

Many schools are mostly behind mass graves or execution grounds, so there are many horrible rumors circulating between teachers and students ... A primary school in Kaohsiung is a model with a long history. There is a row of toilets behind the campus, which are not used by teachers and students in other grades except the first and second grade children ... it is always filled with a gloomy atmosphere. The third toilet is always locked.

One afternoon, a senior three boy was in a hurry to go to the toilet, and every toilet was occupied. He couldn't help it, so he opened the door of the third room ... Strange to say, he couldn't open the door at ordinary times, but today, how ... Anyway, let's solve it quickly ... Just when he wanted to shout, he suddenly felt a cold feeling under him ... He suddenly lowered his head ... a thin hand? He let out a cry, took a knife out of his pocket, scratched the monster's hand, and rushed out at once. After that, he never dared to set foot in that toilet again.

After a long time, the matter gradually faded from the senior student's mind. One day, he and three or five friends were playing in the basketball court near the row of toilets, and a ball in the opposite direction turned around and flew into the toilet. The students all blamed him for passing the ball indiscriminately, so they told him to go and get it back quickly. He mumbled and walked straight into the toilet. Far away, I saw an old woman coming out of the toilet with a ball. He walked quickly to the old woman, trying to get the ball back ... how strange! The old woman's face never lifted, but the knife marks on the back of her hand caught his attention. He asked, "old woman, why are there knife marks on the back of your hand?" I saw the old woman slowly raise her head and stare at him with wide eyes.

Laugh twice and say, "You cut it, didn't you remember?" Then he ran towards him with his teeth bared. He fainted with a loud cry. It is said that the senior classmate was so surprised that he became a little demented, and the row of toilets was about to be demolished.

The ninth story, the hand

Do you like chicken feet? After hearing this story, if you dare to eat it again, I'll take it away from you.

Fang is the big boss. His business was not very good in the past, but since he got the guidance of experts, his business has suddenly flourished. Especially the chicken feet with sauce, but he limited ten servings of azole every day, and no one came. It's hard for me as a diner. Sometimes I go late and it's gone. I couldn't sleep that day because of the bowl of chicken feet, but it didn't make sense to say it. He has a strange question. His kitchen is covered with black cloth. Nobody knows how he cooks. The strangest thing is that I have never seen him buy anyone's chicken feet, and he doesn't have a chicken. Then how did he get his raw materials?

I couldn't help it that day, so I quietly hid on his roof and opened a corner of the roof tile, thinking that I would do it myself when I learned it. I saw through the cracks that this was a scene I will never forget. I see a hand. It's a human hand, still attached to the human body, but it's not complete. This man is still alive. I saw his face twisted, but I couldn't call it out. His whole body is only skin and bones, but his hands are flesh. The hand was nailed to the wall, gray and yellow, mixed with a trace of blood, still shaking. At this time, someone outside called a chicken claw, and Albania skillfully cut a piece from that hand. At this moment, I found him smiling in my direction, "Boom!" I was so scared that I fell from it and fell into the kitchen in Albania. ...

The tenth story, ...

A couple always quarrel at ordinary times. Once they quarrel again, the husband killed his wife in a rage and buried her body in the backyard. After a few days, the man felt very strange. Why don't children ask themselves at all when they haven't seen their mother these days? So one day he asked the child, "Your mother is not at home these days. Why don't you worry?" The child replied: "I feel so strange. Why have you been carrying your mother behind your back these days? "