The ghost story I'm going to tell today, gambling and meeting ghosts, is really weird and terrifying. Refusing what the old woman next door said, it really happened to her grandfather "Lao Ding", who was addicted to gambling.

It is said that there is an old woman next door, she speaks fast, and usually likes to talk about her grandfather's night road and ghost gambling cards, as well as the second time he went to the cemetery for money and died, and the strange incident of his life being left behind.

The old woman really saw her grandfather's corpse at that time, and somehow went to the cemetery where he used to play cards, and it was also the place where he was scared to death.

When she saw the corpse at that time, she was scared and couldn't afford to be sick, and she also saw her deceased grandfather's wives and concubines in a coma, a group of high-rise houses, and a scene of women and ghosts laughing.

Her grandfather's surname is Ding, and Lao Ding will be used as the next story of him.

When encountering ghosts, they also played cards together were experienced by Lao Ding before his death. He won a lot of ghost bills that day, and when he returned to his house, it was all paper ashes. He was not reconciled, and went to find money the next day, and his money was still on the grave where he played cards before.

The strange thing is that this old man went to the grave to find his money, but was left there by a few ghosts. What's even more strange is that after Lao Ding passed away, the next day, the corpse went to the tomb of Haojia Village by itself. It's the place where he used to play cards with a few ghosts when he was alive.

At that time, the old woman was still young, but she experienced it herself. She was also scared and sick, and she was only thirteen years old at the time.

Lao Dingtou, who lives in the old border gang. On this day, I went to Fengxiang and drank wine at my nephew's house. On the way, we passed through the village of Haojia and passed a large cemetery. When he came back at night, he played cards with a few ghosts, and experienced a strange incident, and the next day he was scared to death in the gambling place.

I wrote this story that really happened to Lao Ding. It's not entirely because the story is extremely scary, which can greatly satisfy you to listen to ghost stories, and the satisfaction of extreme fear.

What's more important is to persuade people in the world who are good at gambling and gambling not to follow the path of Lao Ding again. The purpose is to persuade the world's good gamblers not to be greedy for gambling, and not to follow the gambling addict Lao Ding, who has embarked on the road of no return.

It is said that a few years ago, there were no cars or bicycles at all, and they all relied on walking to go out. After all, there are very few carriages and ox carts, which are all signs of rich and powerful families. Later, the production team has it, and it is not something that can be used for casual travel, except for the handlebar type.

On this day, Lao Ding attended his nephew's wedding and walked back. The whole journey is nearly forty miles, and I haven't reached the halfway point, and it's getting dark.

At that time, walking at night was nothing for the brave, after all, there were often people who were in a hurry, and there were often people rushing at night.

Lao Ding walked and rested, and rested. Passing by the Haojiazi camp, there are very few people and many tombs. To the northwest, above the long-term grave camp, there was a black mist and a gloomy atmosphere.

Usually, the people in the camp often heard strange cries such as foxes, raccoon dogs, and ghosts, and knocks on the door in the middle of the night.

Locals keep their doors closed at night. Who doesn't dare to open the door? It's such a precaution, and it hasn't been avoided entirely. The population of Haojia is also becoming more and more scarce, and there are more and more tombs. The yin energy is also getting heavier and heavier. During the day, the sun was barely visible above the tomb.

Those Hu, Huang, ghosts, and monsters threw themselves down on this person and secreted that person. How can a living man stand up to the dead? What's more, the yang energy of the people here is not heavy. People are dead and dead, and there are less than ten families in Haojiazi Village, which is quite large, within a radius of ten miles.

If you want to ask the old woman, how does she know about Hao Jiazi? Is it because he has an uncle, but he has been fascinated by something for a long time? Died at the gate of the ruined temple. The family is scattered, the dead are dead, and the dead are gone.

Otherwise, Lao Ding can stay there for a night and leave until dawn the next day.

Haojiaying is no stranger to Lao Ding, it's not that he is unfamiliar with life, but that no one dares to recruit people to live at night, I'm afraid it's not a "person"?

The old man walked forward with the strength of the wine. He carried a kerosene lamp from his nephew's house to light the way.

I don't know when? The moon had quietly hidden into the clouds. The wind is also blowing, it is really the moon and the wind is high and no one is seen!

Lao Ding has a kerosene lamp to light the road, and he is also a strong bear. He didn't have much timidity, but continued to walk forward. This road is a camp road, and if you go home, you can walk a few miles less than taking a detour. He felt that he could wear it back before eight o'clock in the evening.

Lao Ding walked and walked, and suddenly there was a bright light in front of him. This made him happy, and he couldn't remember if there was a house or a house when he came. Doesn't it seem? This Haojiazi camp has a radius of ten miles and eight miles. He felt that he couldn't go that far, so he had to walk four or five miles!

I don't care so much, but I also drink to strengthen the bear's guts, and walk towards the place where there is light. I saw a few "people" sitting around playing cards, so it was not lively. With the help of kerosene lamps, there seem to be several small graves sitting next to them.

The momentum of gambling came up, and he couldn't care about anything, so Lao Ding came over. He asked curiously, "Why don't you come home at night, why do you look at the cards here?" ＂

One of the "men" said, "This is our home, you see." As he spoke, he pointed to the graves.

Lao Ding looked in the direction he pointed, where was there any grave? There are clearly several thatched huts. They were sitting outside the thatched hut, playing cards.

Another said, "It's cold and stuffy in the house, let's come out and breathe." Everyone got together to play cards, and it was lively. ＂

Lao Ding loves to play cards in his life, and he plays cards very well. At this time, he also forgot to hurry, and his hands were itching.

Lao Ding saw these "people" here through the bright light, all wearing blue clothes. Some are fat and big, and they look a little out of place.

Lao Ding looked at it and didn't care too much. After all, the clothes they wore were still quite new blue trousers. I also looked at the patches on my body with patches on my body, but the obvious impression was that his clothes were patched to fit better. The few who looked at the cards were wide and big.

Lao Ding didn't speak and sat down. Several "people" are like that, you draw a card, he draws a card. Keep catching, keep playing, can't tell, how many cards are played? There are several people who have their own wins and losses.

Lao Ding took advantage of the hazy light to see the fingers of several people, oh, the nails were a little long, and a little gray.

But Lao Ding was already drunk, and he didn't think too much about it when he was drunk, and he wasn't too afraid. I didn't think about any ghosts at all, I forgot that there was no one at all, only a grave.

He knew that he had won money, and Lao Ding had a good look at it and a good starting point. Won a whole lot of money there. At that time, the money was one and two cents, five cents and two cents. There are few pieces, and most of the votes won by Lao Ding are five cents, but Lao Ding is very happy.

Lao Ding was so happy with those "people" that he forgot to go home.

As soon as the rooster crowed, a few "people" dispersed. Lao Ding began to walk back with the strength of the wine. By the time I got home, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the morning.

The wine was not fully awake, and when he came back, he shouted to his wife, "Win!" This time I didn't eat in vain, and I won a lot of money along the way. ＂

His wife was very happy when she heard this: "Take out the money and let me see it." ＂

This old Ding Xian took out the money, and took out a large handful of money wrapped in paper. At first glance, where is the money? It was clearly a large bag of burnt paper ashes.

Lao Ding's wine strength is completely gone, and cold sweat replaces! After playing with him for a night, how many "people" are not people? It's a ghost!

After the fright, he secretly rejoiced that the ghosts had not attacked him. They also invited him into their house to sleep, but he didn't go in, so did he still have room to survive? Then it will really be one with the ghost, and the little life will be gone.