1. Ghost frame

This is a true story that happened when I was 7 years old, I knew both boys, and it caused a sensation in the whole village. It was noon in the summer, probably during the summer vacation, and the two boys, who were supposed to be in their fifth or sixth years at that time, went out to play in the fields.

There is a taboo in our local countryside, that is, it is not advisable to go out at noon, even if you go out, do not go to the wild, because the noon time of summer is the first and most fierce time of the day (the second most fierce is at midnight), at that time, there are almost no people in the village, and people go to the field and come back to take a nap at home. But when the children are playing crazy, they basically don't sleep, they are all playing outside, after all, it is broad daylight, and parents don't care. The two children ran to the field outside the village, and coincidentally, there was an abandoned well in the field, which was actually not very deep, and was used to pump water and water the ground. A few days later, the bodies of the two children were finally found in the well.

Things are big, an old man at the entrance of the village recalled one thing, the old man was at the entrance of the village, not far from the place of the accident, on the day of the incident, the old man was sitting in front of the courtyard at the door of his house, and suddenly found two children passing by quickly, to the old man's surprise, he found that the two children were almost not touching the ground, the old man shouted at the time, but the children did not react, and went straight to the field, the old man thought that he was a little dazzled and did not think about anything else.

When the old man heard this, he immediately concluded that the children had been beaten by ghosts, and they were thrown into the well by ghosts.

But in order not to deceive people, the police came to the conclusion that the two children were playful and died in a waste well.

The well, the villagers quietly filled in.

2. The wardrobe of the hotel

Because of her work, Ms. Luo often has to travel to other places, so staying in a hotel is commonplace. A few days ago, it was the May Day Golden Week, and everyone else was on vacation, but she still had to worry about work, and this time the destination was actually a tourist area.

Because this business trip was decided on an impromptu basis, and she did not book a hotel room in advance, Miss Luo ran to three hotels in a row and couldn't find a place to stay. When I came to the fourth hotel, it was very late, Miss Luo, who was tired for a day, couldn't help but be angry, because there was no spare room in this hotel, the hotel manager saw that she was angry and helpless, and she couldn't bear to look helpless, so she arranged a room, but this room is a little special, the reason why it is special is because the last guest left suddenly two days ago, but did not check out, and the luggage was not taken away, so the hotel had to temporarily vacate the room.

Miss Luo promised that if the last guest came back suddenly, even in the middle of the night, she would return the room to the other party, and the manager promised to change her room as soon as there were other rooms.

Because she was too tired, Miss Luo went to sleep as soon as she entered the room. Half-asleep and half-awake, she heard a knocking sound in the closet, as if someone was knocking on the door in the closet, although she was very tired, but she was still awakened, and when she listened carefully, she found that she was not dreaming, there was really a knock in the closet, and it was very regular. She became frightened at once, turned on all the lights, and came to the closet, and she stretched out her hand to open the closet, but something seemed to be bolted inside, and she could not open it no matter how hard she tried.

The knocking sound kept coming out, which was really unbelievable, and Miss Luo hurriedly found the hotel staff.

In the end, the wardrobe was finally opened, and everyone gasped in fright, and Miss Luo could no longer sleep peacefully tonight, because there was a previous guest hidden in the big closet, and he had hanged himself in it, and he had been dead for two or three days, and the knocking sound was made because the corpse shook gently inside and hit the closet door.

However, the strangest part of this matter is that the wardrobe was latched by the deceased from the inside of the hanger, which is a relatively sealed space, but why do the corpses that have been dead for two or three days still keep shaking?

3. Lift your skull

I always feel that some people are very sick and seem to be nervous.

Recently, the man next door always likes to call himself me, call his wife the queen, and call his son the emperor. I can hear it every day, and I always feel very annoyed, a small citizen, always fantasizing that he is the emperor, isn't he sick? I thought I should do something.

I forgot to introduce myself, but I don't know where to start because I have a lot of doubts about myself. I can skip meals, I can skip water, I can skip sleep, and I can be energetic all the time. I never had to do anything because I had no relatives and no one to take care of. I just want to see the lives of people in the world, happy or miserable, happy or sad. However, I have a knack for lifting his skull and washing away the impurities in my brain without anyone knowing, and if I have to have a job, then that's my job. But I rarely work, no matter what their lives are, as long as they are mentally normal.

However, this man who always calls himself me thinks I need to take care of it.

In the middle of the night, I pushed the door open and came to the man's bedside, where there was only the man and his wife. I can make no noise, of course I have the ability to do it, but in order to prevent them from suddenly waking up and ruining my work, I have to put them to sleep soundly beforehand. I always think of my work as art, and of course I can't be in too much of a hurry when I do art.

The tool I use is a scalpel, I have forgotten when it followed me, I cherish it and love it because it is so sharp. I gently lifted the man's skull, without making a sound, without making him feel a trace of pain, my technique has reached the perfection of the perfect, and it must be no exaggeration to say that I am an expert. Damn it! How can there be blood coming out? It's been a long time since I've seen bloodshed. However, I didn't panic, I'm an expert, just wipe the blood off.

I was startled when I lifted his skull, no wonder he was abnormal, the things in the skull were so messy, in my opinion, the brain and cerebellum were misaligned, and the left and right hemispheres of the brain were not distinct, the whole was like a ball, round. I want to get rid of all this mess and replace it with a new one, so that the man will definitely be normal. But then I thought that if I replaced them all, his family would definitely not remember anything, which would be very bad, so I might as well help him sort it out.

First, swap his brain and cerebellum, and then use a scalpel to smooth out the bulge on his brain little by little, right! It's like matcha cake. I carved meticulously, did not dare to slack off in the slightest, looked at the artwork I had completed, and gave myself a thumbs up with satisfaction.

I think her wife must have been affected by facing him all day long, so it is better to correct his wife as well.

So I used the same method to modify his wife's brain.

This kind of work requires carefulness and meticulousness, because of the low head, the neck is also sore for a long time, and I wanted to help them groom the child, but I searched all the rooms, and I didn't see the child's figure, maybe, the child went to his grandparents' house, right?

I left their house and went to the door, and I was very relieved to see them sleeping, and I thought that they would come to thank me tomorrow.

When I got up from sleep, I didn't hear the man call himself me, my wife and queen, and I was very satisfied.

In the afternoon, I accidentally saw the news on TV, saying that an actor and his wife were killed at home, and the murderer used cruel methods to open the victim's skull with a sharp weapon, and the cranial cavity was scratched.

Someone burst into my house, handcuffed me, told me I had been arrested, and they suspected me of murder. It's ridiculous! I wonder if they also have a brain problem, I'm a helper, I'm an artist, how can I kill someone?

If I wasn't handcuffed, I'd have lifted their skulls to see.

4. Work in the field in the middle of the night

There was a couple who bought a farmhouse in the countryside and a few acres of land in the back. But since I moved in, I have always heard voices in the field behind the house every night, like work, and like someone talking. At first, the couple thought someone was passing by, but one night the man got up and looked out the window and found two gray-haired old men and wives hoeing in the fields. The man was a little strange and a little frightened, so he asked the woman to watch it together, and when the two of them looked at it again, there was nothing left. The next day, the man asked the neighbor who lived here before, and the neighbor said that there was an old couple who lived there, but later passed away, and the house was always empty. Where is the grave? They asked. Neighbors said it was near the vegetable patch in the back. When the man heard this, he was frightened, so he asked the family to help, took the guy and found the grave, and when he opened it, he saw two corpses in the coffin, and the corpses were not decomposed, but they were all white hair, and the old man still held a hoe in his hand. The neighbor said, "Oh, the white hair is about to become sperm." So, the couple quickly burned the body, and when it was burned, it seemed that screams were heard. Since then, there have been no more unusual sounds in the back of the room at night.

5. Walker

As we all know, Xinjiang is vast and sparsely populated, with complex topography and unusually rich geomorphological features, including the vast Gobi Desert and endless deserts, in addition to the forests near the Tianshan Mountains. Therefore, Xinjiang has been a paradise for domestic and foreign explorers since very early on.

I also heard this story at the wine table, and the person who told this story is now an entrepreneur in Xinjiang, and this story is his personal experience.

The entrepreneur was a driver for a state-run transport company before his career. His unit is in Xinjiang, and is responsible for transporting coal, oil, grain or chemical products from Urumqi to other parts of Xinjiang. This entrepreneur's surname is Huang, let's call him Lao Huang, who was responsible for transporting chemical raw materials to Yecheng.

Yecheng is located in the southern part of Xinjiang, near the Kunlun Mountains, and is the starting point of the Xinjiang Highway. It was 1987, and Lao Huang had been opening this line for two years, but he was gradually getting acquainted with it, and the more he opened it, the more comfortable it became. In July, there was another task above, which was responsible for transporting a batch of chemical raw materials to Yecheng. So, Lao Huang drove off as usual, Urumqi to Yecheng is quite far away, the route is also complicated, the roadside scenery is monotonous, either the mountains or the Gobi. At that time, southern Xinjiang was more underdeveloped, there were few towns along the way, Korla, Aksu had not yet developed, this road was an exaggeration, sometimes there was no car on the highway for half a day, so Lao Huang took this route is quite lonely, except for the co-pilot also has a driver to talk, there is no chance to meet people. Loneliness is always with you.

That day, Lao Huang and co-pilot Xiao Zhang finished loading the goods and set off. It was safe along the way, Xiao Zhang was new and not familiar with this road, so Lao Huang opened more along the way. After driving like this for 3 days, when the car arrived in Minfeng County on the southern edge of the Taklamakan Desert, I refueled, rested, and continued on the road, driving for another day, and I could reach Yecheng. From Minfeng to Yecheng is all next door, there is no grass, the road is not easy to walk, Lao Huang and Xiao Li are afraid of business trips, drive very slowly, after all, the transport is dangerous chemical products, this road did not see a car, the Gobi, only Lao Huang a car slowly drive. Xiao Li was dozing off at this time, and Lao Huang was also a little tired, so he opened his head. Just when it was close to noon, Lao Huang suddenly saw a figure on the side of the road in front of him, as if waving to his car, Lao Huang was a little strange, how could a person suddenly appear in a place where there was no one in the crowd? Lao Huang felt strange, so he drove over. When the car drove to the side of the passerby, Lao Huang saw the face of the person clearly, it was a middle-aged man, wearing a travel clothes, carrying a big bag, a big kettle on his chest, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, dark skin, judging from the appearance should be a tourist who went out of the country, due to the strong wind and sand, his thick lips had a layer of skin. Lao Huang pulled down the window and asked the middle-aged man what was going on. The middle-aged man's expression was very calm, and he only asked one sentence: Is this the way to go to Yecheng? Standard Mandarin, with a bit of a Beijing accent, is obviously not local. Lao Huang nodded and said yes, the middle-aged man also nodded, and waved his hand to Lao Huang: You go on, thank you. Lao Huang didn't look like a bad person, so he said: I'll go there too, give you a ride? The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "No, I'm walking, I'm coming all the way from the mainland." Lao Huang was stunned, is this person crazy? How far away! Besides, it's too dangerous to be alone, right? The middle-aged man seemed to see through Lao Huang's mind and said: Don't worry about me, you can leave with confidence. Lao Huang said goodbye to the middle-aged man, the car drove forward, and from the rearview mirror, he saw that the man was waving to him to show goodbye.

Later, he didn't encounter anything along the way, and successfully arrived in Yecheng and completed the transportation task. Gradually, Lao Huang also forgot about this adventure on the road.

Time was postponed for another 3 years, and in 1990, Lao Huang had become the backbone of the unit through his own efforts, and he no longer had to run that arduous route. Also in July, a new young driver came to the unit, and because of the tradition of bullying newcomers, the leader assigned the line to this young man, and arranged for Lao Huang to accompany him on the first trip and give him instructions. The young man was also smart, and he drove well in the first few days, and the car came to Minfeng smoothly, and then it was that desolate section of the road. The new driver drove the car carefully, the car was driving very slowly, and the new driver suddenly said to Lao Huang: Why is there a figure in front of us waving to us? The sleepy old Huang opened his eyes, and sure enough, a person was standing on the road waving.

As the car got closer, the new driver pulled down the window and poked his head out to ask the man what was the matter. The man's face was calm, and he only asked one sentence: Is this the way to go to Yecheng? Standard Mandarin, with a bit of Beijing accent, obviously not a local... Lao Huang sighed in his heart, isn't this person 、、、、、、 the middle-aged man who asked for directions three years ago! Lao Huang looked at this person, dressed in travel clothes, carrying a large bag, with a large water bottle hanging on his chest, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, dark skin, and a layer of skin on his thick lips due to the strong wind and sand. It's the same as it was three years ago! Lao Huang became frightened, he endured his fear and asked that person, do you remember him? We met three years ago. Surprisingly, the man looked dazed, saying that it was the first time he came to Xinjiang, and the first time he passed through here, and he had no impression of Lao Huang at all. Lao Huang retracted his head in fright. The new driver naturally didn't know anything, he said yes, Ye Cheng just took this road. The man nodded and waved his hand at the new driver: "You keep driving, thank you." Lao Huang was so frightened that he didn't dare to squeak anymore. The car started and drove some distance, Lao Huang looked behind and saw the man waving in the direction of the car to say goodbye.

On the rest of the journey, Lao Huang was in shock, and the rest of the journey was also smooth, arriving in Yecheng.

After telling me this story, Lao Huang said: I believe that the man is still walking on foot on the road from Minfeng to Yecheng, really, I bet 、、、、、、