My name is Du Hao, and now I am the owner of a shipping company, which I inherited from my father, and whenever I ride my family's ship through the 'ghost land' that I have been to before, I always think of that exciting and terrifying adventure.

I was born into a well-to-do scholarly family, and my family has a Dushi shipping company, which is one of the best in Dongning City. My grandfather was a sailor and worked on ships at home and abroad, and he spoke English so well that I relied on him to teach me English during my school years.

When my grandfather was young, he opened his own company in our hometown of Dongning, and with his keen business acumen and resolute personality, he went from a small boat weighing several tons to a large company today. But just a few years ago, the grandfather, who had already retired, suddenly went to sea again, and then mysteriously disappeared.

Without further ado, before telling me about my experience, tell a story I heard from an elder.

In ancient times, my grandfather said that during the Song Dynasty, there was a rich man in Yiyi County, although he had some financial resources, but because his second son died on the battlefield, the pediatric examination was repeatedly failed and began to decline.

He thought that the feng shui of his house was not good, so he found a barren and high place around. He believes that the topography here has good feng shui, and it will definitely become the center of the metropolis in the future, ensuring that his family is solid and his official fortune is prosperous.

The rich man of the land did not stop doing anything, and immediately picked a piece of land, and was preparing to start construction with great fanfare, when he heard that a feng shui master from a different place came to the county, and on a whim he wanted him to palm the treasure land he chose.

The feng shui master was also enthusiastic, and he didn't ask for any fees but just asked for a cup of hot tea. When he followed the rich man to that place, he looked around, and immediately changed his face, waved his hand to the rich man, and said, "This ghost domain is also a place." ”

The rich man did not understand, so he asked him what he meant. The feng shui master swallowed his saliva and refused to say anything. The rich man was unwilling, asked many times, and finally even moved the idea of torture, the master's talent is a place that emphasizes yin and suppresses yang, and it is easy to attract ghosts.

After that, the master also pointed to a few willow trees around him, explaining that the arrangement of these six willow trees is like a six-pointed star, and in the middle of the six-pointed star is a ghost domain, which is absolutely impossible to build.

It is not known whether the rich man removed the willow tree, but it is certain that the rich man did not believe the master's words. Grandpa said that this is the custom of the people there, where the willow tree is considered a symbol of power, and almost every family grows willow trees. Therefore, the landlord may have taken into account the six willow trees, the six willows, which have the meaning of leaving willows and the meaning of leaving the powerful.

In less than a month, the new house was completed, and at first there were no problems until noon when lightning and thunder thundered. A bolt of lightning woke him up. The rich man saw his wife sleeping next to him, and everything was normal.

Just now, he had a dream, a nightmare of his death. It's just a dream, he comforts himself. Just as he was about to lie down, he suddenly heard someone calling him at the door, and he saw that it was his wife.

The rich man was shocked, and when he looked back at his wife on the bed, he was gone, and what made him even more terrified was that the moment he turned around, he clearly noticed a scarlet light in his wife's eyes.

He thought about it a lot, almost sleepless all night, he remembered the words of the previous master, and quickly ordered someone to cut down all the willow trees in that land, but it was useless, and his wife and even the whole mansion became less and less human.

To be honest, this rich man is also brave, and he can live with ghosts for more than ten days, which is considered strong enough in his heart. Later, he really couldn't do it anymore and went to ask his wife. Unexpectedly, his wife denied it, but instead put forward an assumption that made the rich man even more devastated-it was the rich man himself who was stunned, and all he saw were illusions. And everyone else agrees.

In the end, the rich man committed suicide, and his son, who had returned from the capital to take the exam, saw the ruins of the mansion, and the people of the county told him that the house had been destroyed during the thunderstorm that day.

My grandfather was a sailor, and the wine in his stomach was a story. But I was particularly fond of this story, probably because it was the first time I heard a ghost story about ghosts and scaring ghosts.

For the content of the story I omitted a lot of horror fragments and some inappropriate descriptions for children, there are a lot of contradictions, this is a story I listened to when I was very young, and when I grew up, I asked my grandfather about the smoothness of this ghost story, but my grandfather didn't tell me.

I didn't think much of it as if it was a story made up by an old sailor when he was bored at sea. But at the time, I didn't think that there were so many things behind this story that could be related to our family's history.

Once again, I walked on a path leading to the central mountain pavilion, just as I usually dreamed of it—the road was so strange and familiar, and my steps were firm and determined, and I occasionally ran a few steps.

I don't know what's on top of the mountain, but I'm pretty sure I have to trust my instincts: it's in the pavilion. It's almost there...... Now my heart was beating fast, and now I had come to the oak gate, and without hesitation, as if I had known it a long time ago, I tapped with my knuckles on the position of the dragon's eyes with nine wings carved into the large wooden door.

"Knock knock!" I came to my senses all at once.

I opened my eyes and realized that the car had stopped. "Du Shao!" The guy next to me saw that I was awake and whispered in my ear, "We're at the antiques shop." ”

"Ahh It's here so soon! I grunted and slowly got out of the car. Feeling that his head was still a little groggy, he first bent over in the open space, kicked his legs, loosened his sore muscles, and then rubbed his hands vigorously on his face, and looked around.

Speaking of which, this antique store I'm coming to is nothing special, the same retro decoration, the same size floor, and even I can make up the antique tables, chairs, cabinets, and indispensable discs inside.

The only thing that makes people feel different is that this small four-story ancient building is shoehorned into the most prosperous commercial center of Dongning City, and the antique shops in the surrounding high-rise buildings are a little weird.

The owner of the antique shop is surnamed Bi, a profiteer and a pervert, and he is lustful by nature. His love for money is no less than that of Sherlock the miser, but Boss Bi also pays attention to personal enjoyment. On the road, people give the nickname "Bi Lang". After a long time, I don't even know what his real name is, I only know Bi Lang, Boss Bi.

But this is such a person, but he has a very good personal relationship with my grandfather, and it is said that he once helped him get out of trouble. Speaking of which, he is also an elder of mine (a generation younger than my grandfather), and belongs to the kind of uncle who "hugged him when he was a child and played with it when he grew up", so although I don't like him, I can't refute his face when he asks me to come over to discuss things.