Since I came back from Zhucheng, there was still more than a month before the final exam, and I hesitated to take a long vacation, and the teacher was afraid that I would not be able to keep up with my studies, so he left me and some other students who did not study well every day after school to tutor in my homework. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, it was dark early in winter, plus make-up classes, every time I came home from school, it was already dark, and at the beginning of the semester, he always had time to pick me up, and he inevitably had some things to be busy with as the days went by, so I had to ride home by myself.

Strange to say, lately, I have either felt that someone is calling out to me in my ear, or I feel that a sudden cold wind blows, and my back is cold, as if someone is staring at me.

But every time I look back, I find that there is no one behind me.

Maybe I'm very nervous, sometimes my classmates tell ghost stories together at school, and I hear them say that when you think someone is following you, don't look back, or you will be followed by ghosts.

At first, I didn't pay much attention to it, but then I heard too much, and I often needed to walk that secluded and uninhabited road by myself, and my heart was still a little hairy after all, and finally I was really scared, so I specially told my father once that he would come to pick me up every day.

Even though I was careful, I still couldn't dodge it under all precautions, this day I saw that the final exam was approaching, and there was goose feather snow in the sky, and the teacher didn't leave me for a long time when I looked at the snowflakes falling in the sky outside the window, and let us go home quickly before it was dark.

A few of our classmates walked together, but my home is the farthest, this way down to the end and only I was left alone, seeing the snowflakes in the sky have made the snow on the ground barefoot, and the direction of home is not coincidentally just the wind, so it is quite difficult to walk, seeing that the sky is dark, and I didn't see my father come to pick me up, the cold wind in my ears is blowing bigger and bigger, the wind blows on the branches on the side of the road, making a whining sound, to be honest, I was very scared at the time.

Just when I was highly nervous, I suddenly felt a tightness in my back, as if someone had patted myself in the back, I stopped and turned around cautiously only to find that there was no one behind me, could it be that I was nervous so I felt wrong, but the feeling just now was so real!

When I looked down again, I was the only one on the road and there were footprints on the snow, and then I remembered the ghost story that my classmates told me a few days ago, and I couldn't help but feel a little hairy.

Finding that things were getting stranger and stranger, and that the place was deserted and uninhabited for long, I hurriedly pushed the cart and stepped on the thick snow.

It's strange to say, that day I obviously felt that I had walked a long way, but I calmed down and took a closer look and found that the road in front of me was endless, and I didn't have a watch on my body, and I couldn't see the time, so I felt that I had walked far and wide, and it was almost dark, I was more and more afraid, and the more I thought about it, the more I didn't dare to go forward, and I thought about it for a while and went back to school the same way, and my parents found out that I didn't go home after dark and would definitely come to school to find me.

After I turned around, I found that the road I had just walked did not leave footprints, and my footprints disappeared out of thin air!

It's impossible, even though the snow is heavy, it can't have disappeared my footprints in an instant.

Could it be that you really met a ghost?

What happened next, I still feel scared when I think about it ...

There is only one road from the town to my house, although our village is very remote, but it shouldn't be so long I haven't encountered a pedestrian, looking at the wind-blown woods on both sides of the road, I am sure that this must not be my way home!

So, where will it be at the end of this strange road?

It's completely dark now, I can't walk now, I can't walk, my hands and feet are frozen and I'm almost unconscious, and I guess I'm going to freeze to death if I go on like this.

In the end, I had no choice, so I went in and found a tree and climbed up to see if there were any lights around, as long as there was light, it meant that there must be someone's home.

When I climbed to the top of the tree, I looked at it and noticed that some faint lights could be discerned about a few miles ahead, so I didn't hesitate anymore, climbed down the tree, pushed the cart, and walked in the direction of the light.

I didn't go far before I saw the lights in the depths of the woods, and I was so lucky, it looked like it had to be miles away from the trees, but I didn't expect to get there without going far.

When I entered the village, my first impression was that the village was desolate, barren with trees and trees, and the main road leading to the village was covered with knee-high snow, and it was obvious that it had not been cleaned for a long time.

However, as far as I could see, every house in the village had their lights on, indicating that it was still inhabited, which immediately made me feel a lot more at ease.

I walked to the door of the nearest house, called outside the door for a long time and no one answered me, at that time I was really cold and couldn't stand it, so I had the courage to push open the door of the house, the door was not locked, into the back room of his house, found that although the light was on in the house, but there was no one at all, the house was full of dust and scattered debris, as if no one had lived for a long time, but since no one had left the light, how could the lights be turned on?

From the desk of this house I found a flashlight with a dry battery, turned on the switch, and found that it still glowed, although the light seemed really dim, but to me it represented light and hope.

I walked out of the house, and with a flashlight, I pushed open the doors of a dozen houses one after another, and found that the situation was similar to what I had encountered in the first house, and there was not even a single figure in the whole village, and there was no food to be found.

The whole village was so dead silent, as if I was the only one, if that was the case, why did every house have the lights on? Who opened it for them?

I took a closer look down here, and there were no other people's footprints on the ground. Thinking of this, I realized, if there is really someone in the village at this moment, then will he be a bad person, I heard my mother say before, in many places at the train station there are people stealing children, those people pat you lightly, you fainted on him at that time, others can't see it at all, and think they know.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, so I hid in a house, plugged in the doorbolt, turned off the lights in the house, thought that I would survive the night, and silently prayed in my heart that if there were really bad people, I hope they would not find my footprints.

Hiding in the corner of the hut, maybe too tired, as soon as I relaxed, I felt a wave of sleepiness hit me, and gradually I couldn't support it, and I fell asleep unconsciously.

"Little daughter-in-law, change into new clothes, will you love Lang Yo~"

Just as I was about to fall asleep in a daze, I was woken up by the intermittent, mournful singing of a woman, who must have been not far from here, as if it were in the next room.

I thought to myself: This woman shouldn't be a bad person, maybe she can give me something to eat.

At this point, I touched my stomach that was already rumbling with hunger, and I no longer hesitated, got up and dared all the way to the door of the singing woman.

I stopped at the door and knocked respectfully on the door a few times, and shouted a few times inside, but the woman in the house never answered me, still singing there by herself, and after waiting outside the door for a while, I was cold and hungry, I couldn't hold on any longer, and I couldn't care much about it, so I gently pushed open the door of her house.

When I opened the door, the first thing that caught my eye was a posthumous photo of a middle-aged man hanging on the wall with white flowers. The man in the photo seemed to be looking at me quietly.

Beneath the photograph is an old dresser, where an unkempt woman is humming an unknown love song in the mirror, her clothes are so dirty that she can't see the original color, only one foot is still wearing a cotton shoe with an exposed toe.

She was just singing to herself in the mirror, not noticing me in the house.

"Headless, you died at the door of your home, and I was lonely and hanged in the east of the village~"

Suddenly, this woman's style changed, and she sang the lyrics like a wail, which really scared me...