"Durber can blow now!"

As soon as Deber's words were finished, Zhao Ziqiao heard Zhao Shandong beside him whisper, and when he heard this, Zhao Ziqiao turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, what's the situation?"

Zhao Shandong took a puff with the dark red cigarette butt, the dark red cigarette butt lit up, faintly illuminating his face, he exhaled a puff of smoke, and said: "In the past, when the four olds were broken, Debo and their generation made the most trouble, and what gods and temples were demolished by their generation. ”

Zhao Ziqiao was slightly stunned, it was all a matter of historical process, and I felt that it had nothing to do with what Zhao Shandong said just now!

Zhao Shandong seemed to know what Zhao Ziqiao was thinking, and then said: "How many of the people of their generation who went to demolish those temple statues died in their lives?

For no reason, Zhao Ziqiao had goosebumps all over his body!

Does the power of gods and ghosts really exist?

Zhao Ziqiao suddenly felt a little uncertain! It seems that the three views that have been established over the years have been suddenly impacted.

"It's nothing! The village council building was renovated and people died, as you all know, so it's not unusual for me to hear footsteps while sleeping in it. What really scared me was that one year, weren't there two people dead on the road in our village? I was crushed to death by a car, and it was miserable at that time! My head fell off! That night, Lao Jiu and I rode our bicycles home, and we happened to pass by there, and we turned a corner to go home, and Lao Jiu said that there were two black balls rolling in the water in the ditch next to me, and I fucked 1 fuck! At that time, Lao Jiu and I didn't know that there were dead people on the road during the day! I heard Lao Jiu say that there were two black balls spinning in the ditch, and I was also curious! He and Lao Jiu put the bicycle aside, stood next to it and watched, just started to look, and felt strange, two balls at the entrance of the ditch, not going down the water to the ditch at all, but the more I looked at the back, the more scared I became, and there were hair on the two balls. ”

Speaking of which, I don't know if Deber stopped on purpose, or if he remembered the scene he saw at the time, and was frightened to shut down, but suddenly stopped anyway.

In the dark clearing, it was a little quiet all of a sudden, only a few red spots of smoke smokers, and the atmosphere was solemn and eerie.

"Lao Jiu is a persecutive, and he doesn't believe in evil!"

Deber raised his voice without warning and said this, which startled Zhao Ziqiao, and the hair on the back of his head was opened, feeling cold and swishing!

Zhao Ziqiao scolded in his heart, but he wanted to hear the follow-up story, so he could only endure it and let his heart pound in his chest.

At that time, he found a branch, took it, and poked it at the top of the two balls in the water, and when he poked it, he caused a special trouble! Obviously, it was just two hairy balls spinning in the water, and at once a red and black face was revealed underneath, and then in an instant they rushed into the ditch along the current. ”

"!" Hearing this, Zhao Ziqiao couldn't help but curse in a low voice, it can be regarded as emboldening himself, where is this black ball!

Lao Jiu, who was so fierce and fierce, was so frightened that he threw away the branch in his hand directly, and the next moment he ran to the exit of the ditch with a pale face, wanting to see if it was two heads. ”

Zhao Ziqiao swallowed his saliva, if he was at the scene and saw this kind of thing, let alone go to the source, even if he was asked to stay a little longer, he wouldn't dare!

"Debord, did the Ninth Grandpa see that thing?" someone wanted to know the answer, and quickly asked.

"See, that thing is not a human thing, do you think you can see it? It's also very poisonous! Lao Jiu has only been seeing that thing for two years, and he was suddenly hit by a car, and the game was over at once, but what hit him was a broken three-wheeled motorcycle, and it couldn't raise the speed at all!"

Speaking of this, there was a little more strange feeling in Debor's tone, but Zhao Ziqiao felt even more weird when he heard it.

"Who knows!

Zhao Shandong's voice suddenly sounded from his side again, Zhao Ziqiao almost wanted to curse! As soon as he heard a ghost story, his uncle suddenly spoke out silently, did you do it on purpose?

However, Zhao Shandong's words also made Zhao Ziqiao also agree a little, if it is really a cycle of cause and effect, then the ninth grandfather does have such a catastrophe, after all, on his side, every time after the death, the relatives of the deceased's family will find a ditch or river to burn paper, which means that the water will bring things to the deceased, and it is also the meaning of sending the deceased away.

If those two things were really the souls of the two people who died, or something else, they were planning to leave at the time, and the ninth grandfather interrupted their departure, and being retaliated against was also karma!

"What Debord said may be true, and I've encountered it once. As soon as Debord finished speaking, a woman's voice rang out, and it was clear that it was another new story.

"A few years ago, when the urea plant was not closed, I was working in it. ”

Urea factory, Zhao Ziqiao knows, used to be the largest enterprise in the town, if anyone can work in it, it is a very face-saving thing, and in the early years, the business of the urea factory is very good, if you want to go to work in the urea factory, you have nothing to do with it, you can't get in at all, but in the first two years, the national policy down, the waste water and waste gas pollution produced by the urea plant is too serious, and it is directly closed.

It stands to reason that the urea factory is a very popular place, and it is unlikely that such a strange thing will happen, so why is there such a thing all of a sudden? Zhao Ziqiao is very curious to know the following story.

"That day, I worked the night shift in the urea factory, and I had a stomachache in the middle of the night, so I went to the toilet, and when I was halfway through, I felt that the atmosphere in the toilet was a little weird, so I subconsciously looked into the pit in the toilet! I fuck 1 fuck! A bloody hand came out of the pit in the toilet! At that time, my legs were so scared that I didn't even wipe my buttocks, I ran away with my pants, and I didn't do it that night! Fuck 1! That bloody hand is really scary! I still remember that clearly! ”

A layer of goosebumps rose on Zhao Ziqiao's body, and the woman who spoke did not have any exaggerated words, it was completely the state of ordinary chatting, but this kind of unpretentious sentence, in this dark night, really made people's hearts palpitate!

A thought suddenly flashed in Zhao Ziqiao's heart, and he quickly turned his head to Zhao Shandong's side, for fear that Zhao Shandong would suddenly speak again, but this time Zhao Shandong did not make a sound, but someone else spoke.

"Aunt Liu, hearing you say that, I don't dare to go back to the toilet. ”

Hearing the man say this, the others laughed, and it is unknown whether they had the same concerns in their hearts!

"What are you afraid of? If you really want to be afraid, take your palm and push it three times from the bottom to the top of your head, you have to be afraid of anything!" Debord's voice rang out, and the strong confidence in his tone was very able to give people a sense of security!

"If you are still afraid, write five thunder words in the palm of your hand, and then pull your palm tightly, you don't have to be afraid of where you go!" Deber taught the others another trick, as for whether it really worked, it was unknown!

"D'Dorber, do you think there really are ghosts in this world?" someone asked curiously.

Debor, who should have been able to answer without any hesitation, paused for a moment, and then said: "People don't do bad things, and they are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!"

"Don't talk about this, Nian Ming, did your dog give birth to a litter of puppies?

The topic was diverted, and Zhao Ziqiao also quietly exhaled, finally no longer having to listen to ghost stories all night!

As for whether there are really ghosts in this world, Zhao Ziqiao also thinks that it is okay to believe in three points and stay in awe! After all, he can enter the game world, and there is no possibility of existence of gods and ghosts?

The people of the village chatted for a while in the clearing, and when they saw that it was getting dark, they began to disperse, and the stage here was specially set up for the deceased, and no one wanted to encounter something after listening to a ghost story all night.

On the way back, Zhao Shandong lit a cigarette and said to Zhao Ziqiao with a smile: "Ziqiao, do you still want to hear ghost stories?"

Zhao Ziqiao rolled his eyes speechlessly, he was sure at this time, just now his uncle suddenly spoke, ninety percent, just to scare him.

Zhao Shandong didn't care whether Zhao Ziqiao wanted to listen or not, and said directly, "When my family's new house was built, I lived with your aunt, and for a while, I could hear the sound of the jar rolling upstairs every night. ”

"That's the movement made by the mouse!" Zhao Ziqiao glanced at Zhao Shandong, this story is a bit weak!

He's been living there for so long, why hasn't he heard about it? Besides, isn't his aunt clamoring to move?

"At first, I thought the same thing! But you have to know that there is no jar on the upper floor of my house, and the house has just been built at that time, so what am I going to do with the jar upstairs?"

Zhao Ziqiao's movements froze suddenly!

There is no altar upstairs, but there is the sound of the jar rolling!

The worst thing is that he lives upstairs now! And there is a floor above the second floor where he lives, which is not a floor!

"Why don't you leave, are you scared?" Zhao Shandong stopped and looked at Zhao Ziqiao, who was stagnant, and asked with a smile.

"Uncle, is it really?" Zhao Ziqiao could hear the sound of himself swallowing saliva.

Zhao Shandong1 was suddenly silent for a moment, and said: "I didn't plan to tell you about this matter, but after listening to these ghost stories today, I suddenly want to scare you!"

"Scare me, is that true or fake?" Zhao Ziqiao, who was dominated by fear, was particularly sober, and suddenly heard the ambiguity of Zhao Shandong's last sentence.

"Of course it's fake!"

Zhao Shandong laughed and said it, but whether it was true or not, only he knew it in his heart!