Leaving London and aiming for Scotland, the most impressive thing is the floral plaid skirt that men wear openly.

"Do you think Scotland is all about the melodious and crisp sound of bagpipes, all foreign plaid skirts and mellow whisky?"

Alice's face was gloomy, and she deliberately said mysteriously: "Actually, there is a real ghost town!"

Johnson is curious, what kind of meme is this?

"I can't tell enough about the ghost stories that circulate in Edinburgh for three days and three nights. It is a city that has witnessed many bloody storms in history, focusing on murder, plague, torture, corpse robbers and other terrifying elements......"

"It is said that tens of thousands of undead wander the dark corners of that city every day, so terrifying!"

Johnson and Xia Long glanced at each other, is it really fake?

It turned out that in the 18th century, because of the ravages of the Black Death, the authorities locked all the sick in the old city in order to control the disease, and did not give food and water, so that many people died of illness and became unjust ghosts.

Napoleon's soldiers were also imprisoned in the military prison in the city of Edinburgh, and it is said that there are still traces of scratches on the walls. Queen Margaret of Scotland also died in Edinburgh, and various stories of unjust souls have been passed down from generation to generation by the locals, and have become the most distinctive ghost culture.

It wasn't until you were there that you realized that Edinburgh was like a magnificent set for a medieval play, with minarets, castles, cliffs and classical stone pillars vividly in mind, and there was an indescribable weirdness everywhere.

Walking on the street, it is like opening a romantic book with a strong fantasy color, an ancient city, ancient buildings, castles, churches and streets give people the illusion that time is frozen in the Middle Ages.

Alice takes Johnson with her, deliberately avoiding the main road, and along the Royal Mile she finds alleyways hidden in the side of the street. Different from the majesty and spaciousness of the avenue, each alley connected to it is narrow and dark, and together with the ancient buildings growing infinitely upwards on both sides, it brings a faint sense of suffocation and oppression......

It is said that this unique and dark structure dates back to 1513, when Scotland was defeated by the English army. At that time, Edinburgh built a new city wall to prevent enemy invasion, but due to the population growth, the city could not expand outward, and could only grow indefinitely upwards to form today's alleys.

Looking up, the top is basically on the seventh or eighth floor, and the highest is 14 floors, at that time people lived in narrow alleys, and for safety reasons, the doors at both ends of the alleys would be locked at night, which is also the origin of the name "close".

"There was an epidemic of the Black Death here!" Alice said, pointing to the various mottled walls, "The plague spread in the alleys, and no one knew the cause and spread of the plague at that time, and no one survived it!"

"The narrow spatial layout of the alleys and the high density of the population distribution caused the virus to rage, and people who were afraid of being infected with the plague quickly collected the belongings of the people infected with the plague around them and fled. ”

Johnson was excited, and hurried out of this ominous place, walking forward is the cathedral, the sun is shining, and it is finally comfortable.

"Don't look at the tall and delicate place now, in fact, it's ......," Alice said slyly, "for centuries, it was a place where criminals were punished publicly. ”

"One of the daily activities of thousands of locals is to gather here to watch criminals being executed, whipped, nailed to walls, disemboweled, and even beheaded......"

Johnson is a thriller again, nervously scanning the square of all kinds of leisurely people, you are all perverts!

Pass by the most famous haunted attraction, Blair's Cellars. William Burke and William Hare, two Irish immigrants, owned a guest house here.

One night in 1827, they reached a turning point in their fateful journey and became the most famous serial killers in Scottish history.

A long-time resident died in a guest house with outstanding rent. Burke came up with the idea of selling the corpse to a medical lab, and they quickly made their first pot of gold.

Driven by greed, they began to kill people like crazy, and street homeless, drunkards, poor people, and tourists became prey in their eyes. It was through Blair's cellar that the corpses were transported, and after obtaining a huge amount of money, a cruel began for nearly 10 months.

As evening approaches, SC Johnson finally understands the true meaning of ghost towns, and the centuries-old buildings and streets seem to have an eerie atmosphere of their own at night, especially in foggy weather, when pedestrians are floating and walking, making people shudder.

The most incomprehensible thing is that all kinds of street lamps are actually all eerie green!

Constantly making up all kinds of scenes, such as things disappearing around you, or always feeling like someone is pulling at your sleeve, or feeling like you're touching something very soft......

Locals will always laugh and tell you that they might have met the famous little girl whose ghost weaves through the crowds of tourists every day.

On the way, I met many tourists, dressed in ancient black robes, walking through the ancient buildings and gloomy streets at night, known as an exciting ghost riding journey.

There is a witch field dedicated to the execution of witches, a morgue where corpses have been piled up, an entrance to a dungeon, a field graveyard, a catacomb, a moving water-eating beast, and a secret passage for bronze statues that can be opened......

Each place will fit with history and legends, giving you the most realistic restoration of each scene, in the eyes of SC Johnson, it is crazy to think about money!

The little girl was very excited, and dragged everyone behind the tour group to Mary King Street, a place of horror known all over the world. Previously, because of the plague, hundreds of sick people were trapped here and left to fend for themselves, so they gathered unjust spirits.

There is also the ghost of another little girl named Anne, who was abandoned by her parents in 1645 when she was sick, and many travelers who come here say that they feel a pair of little girls' hands touching their hands and thighs.

Suddenly, a black-robed man appeared, standing there motionless with his hands behind his back and pretending to be a force. Many people screamed in fright, only to learn later that this was the gatekeeper, specially hired by the government to scare people.

The alleys are damp and cold, the lighting tools are only candles, the darkness is flickering and flickering, and the black and linen shadows make it impossible to distinguish whether it is a human figure or a ghost, which is the most terrifying journey of the whole ghost journey.

The black-robed tour guide will occasionally use ventriloquism to make some supernatural sounds to scare people, startling and creepy.

I really can't stand it, so I leave quickly. On the bridge north from the entrance of the Greyfriars, there is a red-faced café called the Elephant House.

Alice is a big fan of Harry Potter and grew up watching it, and it's famous for only one reason: it's the birthplace of Harry Potter.

Walking in to find a place to sit down, the fat waitress had a cold face, casually threw down a few plates of things, and never appeared again.

"The service here is notoriously poor!" Alice said helplessly, "It must be that Rowling made this place famous, otherwise a single mother with a baby writing all day at the desk, how can she stand those cold faces?"