Huang Xiaopo said: "This story is quite scary. [Ran^Text^Library] []=music=text=novel w.lxs520.com"

Rainforest said, "It's okay. ”

Guo Yuying said: "This story is okay...... Do you still listen? ”

Ruohan said, "Let's talk about another one that isn't scary. ”

Huang Xiaopo said: "There is no ghost story that is not scary. ”

Guo Yuying looked at everyone, and then began to tell ghost stories. Guo Yuying cleared her throat and said, "The place where this story takes place and the characters are absolutely real...... There is a relatively large machinery factory in our small city, which is a well-known old factory in southwest Yunnan, and it is famous in the province. The factory was built very early, and it is said that it was built in the year when the Japanese devils were defeated, that is to say, it was built in the early fifties, when the smoke of war was not dispersed, and there were only less than 10,000 people left in the city. And most of them moved from outside. Of course, when choosing the factory, I didn't think too much about it, the main body of the city was originally built on the mountain, so the factory had to choose the cemetery area under the mountain. At that time, it is said that more than 300 dead human bones were dug out of the ground just by digging a boiler for melting scrap steel for the foundry, and because it was used to pour molten iron, it was dug very deep, about 123 meters, and it is said that nearly 100 skulls came out every 10 meters. Later, a lot of things happened in this workshop, especially during the Cultural Revolution to the early 80s, so I will pick up some of my personal experiences when I was a child and tell you about them. At that time, when digging a deep pit for this boiler, a lot of ancient copper coins were dug up, especially one of the more peculiar strings, about 300 yuan, strung with a red gold thread, very similar to the ancient girl when she got married and knotted together. There are more of the other bits and pieces, but they are all scattered. The ropes on the leash have long since decayed. Some of them were rusty and rotten on the surface of the copper coins. Only this string, the line is good, and the money is complete. These things were worthless. No one cares, whoever wants it takes it. At that time, it was a man named Wang Fuhan who took it. That is, the first owner of this string of ancient money. Later, this Wang Fuhan died in a work accident in the sixties, when he was in his forties, and it is said that during a driving trip, he and another young man nicknamed Little Fat Man stood underneath when he hung an iron ring. Somehow, there was a sudden power outage. Because it was the electromagnetic force used, there was a hula, and the iron ring fell down, and he and the little fat man were standing on the side, and they would not have touched it, but somehow, the iron ring flew towards the two of them as if someone had commanded it. Both of them were frightened, so they just stood still, but the result was that Wang Fuhan was cut into two halves from the middle of his mind on the spot, half of the people were in the iron circle, and the other half was in the iron circle. And when everyone pulled up the iron circle, they found that it was only enough to stand in the iron circle for one person, but the little fat man was standing in the middle, but he was almost stupid. It took a long time to shake it up. Later, the bronze coins changed hands again and went to a driver, that is, its second owner. At that time, the driver's profession was very popular, the driver was still young, only in his twenties, this person was called Zhao Gang, he drove very well, but one day he parked the car at the gate of the primary school, I don't know what to do, at that time the school was just out of class, suddenly the car somehow moved, towards the primary school students who had just walked out of the school gate, many people panicked and dodged, and finally crushed a boy and a girl, Zhao Gang was sentenced to seven years, that year this was not heavy, and then sent to the border to a labor farm to reform, That year, there was a riot of prisoners in the labor camp, because there was only one river away from the border, and sixty or seventy people crossed the river together to escape, but almost all of them were killed by the border guards in the river, and Zhao Gang was among them. I know the third owner of this string of copper coins. I was seven years old at the time, and on Chinese New Year's Eve that year, I broke one of the more valuable kettles in the family because of a fight with my brother, and my father beat me so hard that I hadn't bought me a cannon fight, and when it was dark, I saw that other children had artillery fights, but I didn't, so I had to hide in the corner and cry. At that time, the thief cried sadly, his eyes were red, and then the old noble uncle came. He was almost fifty years old, that day he had some alcohol in his mouth, he was already a little drunk, he and my father were a workshop worker, he was responsible for burning boilers and guarding the workshop at night, at that time he was about to go to work, saw me, somehow, maybe he was drunk, he actually said to me, it's okay, go vigil with the old uncle, I will buy you a very loud electric cannon, let's go to the workshop together. I said okay, but I was afraid that my father would not agree, he said it was okay, touched my head, pushed the door into my house, and went to tell my father that my father and they might also be afraid that I would run away, but they didn't dissipate my anger, so I agreed, that was the first time in my life to stay up late, and it was also the most memorable stay up, that night was so cold...... That night was too cold, the whirring night wind was blowing, like a human voice mixed in the call, it was a particularly empty workshop, empty, let the night wind shuttle in it, I clinged to the old uncle's body and walked in, the old uncle led me on the way to buy a cannon and a bottle of wine. Uncle Gui drinks very well, he always drinks non-stop, his wife is in the countryside, has three children, and almost all rely on him to send money back to support him. He was in a melancholy mood and always relied on drinking bad wine to get rid of his sorrows. It's just that I didn't quite understand it at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have asked him to buy cannonballs. I was very scared, standing in the black and empty factory, I told the old uncle, I am so afraid, don't be afraid, the old uncle smiled, said look at me, said he lit a cannon and threw it into the depths of the workshop, "boom" The whole workshop was shocked, it lit up all of a sudden, and it was extinguished all of a sudden, and the darkness was restored. I was frightened at first, and then when I saw this scene, I jumped up for joy, isn't it fun? Uncle Hei Ao's face, a simple smile, I said it's fun, I'm not afraid now, so the old uncle handed over the cannon to me, and went to ventilate the stove and add coal. There are two stoves in this factory, one is the one where the old noble uncle is staying now, this one is on fire all year round, and the chimney is about 30 meters high, and the other is the deep pit furnace used to pour molten iron, which is the one that dug up many dead people's skulls in the past, and the stove is located in the depths of the workshop, because the lights are not turned on, it is very dark, and I dare not go in. I was very excited to set off the cannon battle, listening to the sound of concussions, which echoed throughout the empty workshop one by one, and the old noble uncle leaned there to drink after finishing the stove. At first I thought it was fun, but then I felt that something was wrong, because I suddenly heard a voice in the depths of the workshop screaming with my firecrackers, very hoarse, reminding me of the scene of the crazy woman with messy hair on the street a few days ago who was crushed to death by a car. People were watching, but I didn't dare to lean in, only to see her black hair and fingers scattered through the cracks in the crowd. The fingers were hooked, as if they were trying to grasp something. But the more scared I was, the more I had to rely on firecrackers to strengthen my courage, gradually. There were fewer and fewer firecrackers, only three left, so I didn't put them off, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and I fell asleep in a daze, and in a trance as if I was asleep, there was a very miserable woman, and the cry of a little girl came into my ears, and a cold wind blew through my face, and I woke up. I opened my eyes, and then I clearly saw that the stove in the depths of the workshop was lit up, as if someone had made a stove, and the cry of a little girl and a woman, the sound was really miserable. It's very worrying. I looked at the old uncle and wanted to ask him why the stove was also lit over there. But the old uncle drank too much wine and couldn't wake up at all. So I leaned against him and didn't dare to move. But at this moment, the voice of the woman and the little girl was suppressed, and the lathe in the workshop actually started. The sound was loud. I thought it wouldn't be a bad guy to steal things, this is the duty of the old nobleman, so I thought about it, and walked inside unconsciously. The stove with the fire looked very close, but it was actually very far away, and I felt as if I had walked for a while, and then I came to the stove, but suddenly it was pitch black, there was no fire, no sound, only the lathe in the middle of the workshop was still moving. It's like someone is doing it. I looked up at the black steel frame used to pull the ten-meter-high pipes on the stove and thought it was great. Just as I was about to run, suddenly the place where the lathe was running lit up. I saw a tall, thin man doing the operation, this person I know is the tallest man here, I heard my father say that he is from Shanghai. It's called Little Lu. I don't know why, he will operate the lathe there, I saw him skillfully turn the handle, put a steel bar on it and tighten it, and then, adjust the blade, slowly let the lathe move, huff! Silver iron filings splashed forward, he seemed to turn his head to talk to someone, at this moment, his somewhat long hand sleeves were suddenly brought in by the flying steel bars on the lathe, he screamed, wanted to pull his hand back, but it was useless, his hand was immediately twisted in, at this time it seemed that many people reacted and ran to save him, and someone went to turn off the electric switch, but it was too late, when he pulled out half of his body, his right hand was gone, and I only saw red flesh and white bones exposed. Xiao Lu didn't faint, maybe it happened too quickly, the pain hadn't reached yet, and he seemed to be saying to the person next to him that it was okay, but he saw that there was no blood on his face. Two people came to support him, and just after they had taken three steps, Xiao Lu suddenly slipped from the hands of the two men and completely fainted. Little Sanzi! At this moment, the voice of the old noble uncle came from outside the workshop, little third son, where are you, and then, the workshop became dark again, there was nothing, it was empty, and then the stove next to me suddenly sounded the cry of the little girl, ah!! I was so scared that I couldn't even cry, I just shouted outside, old uncle, I'm here, I'm here...... Suddenly, a bright light hit my face, and just as the light came, the stove next to me stopped crying at the same time. It's the old uncle's flashlight. He picked me up and said in a somewhat strange voice, why did you come here, don't come here in the future, come out with me. The old uncle carried me to the stove outside and put me down. Then I opened the door of the stove a little more, and then the light of the fire came out with the temperature and shone on my face. After a while, I didn't feel afraid. Slowly repaired. Don't go to that stove in the future, you know? The old uncle's wine seems to have woken up a lot. I said, I heard a voice inside, and I ...... The old noble uncle interrupted me, and said with a strange face, is it the cry of an adult and a little girl? I said yes, do you know who they are? The old noble uncle didn't answer me, and said to himself with a low face, who is going to have an accident again? I wanted to ask him, but I didn't dare to ask, and I didn't even dare to say that I saw the tall little Lu wring his hand in the quilt of the car. But I know that the old noble uncle must have heard this sound, and more than once, because he has been keeping vigil in the workshop for many years. After a long silence, the old noble uncle finally spoke to me about what had happened to him. I heard it when I first guarded the workshop, I didn't know what it was, and I was looking around with a flashlight, I thought it was a madman on the street who came here, and then I heard the old Dong of the previous workshop talk. Only then did I know that this was a mass grave before the liberation of the country, especially the furnace inside, where the Japanese buried more than 300 heads just below. Whenever this woman and child cried out, something would happen in the workshop, and I reacted to it, and the party branch almost killed my party members. Speaking of this, the old noble uncle looked at me with a frightened face and said, don't say it to anyone in the future, you know? I nodded cautiously and alarmedly. The old noble uncle turned around and opened his toolbox at this time, took out a small black wooden box, and said as he opened it, he said that he wanted to use this thing to calm her, but it didn't seem to work, they were all a bunch. At this time, I saw that it was a well-preserved 300 copper coins, worn with a red thread. Zhao just gave it to me when he left, and now it seems that I'm going to have an accident, but I don't know when! Uncle Gui's voice was very flat, but I felt very frightened, and I couldn't help but say to Uncle Gui, Uncle Gui, you won't have an accident, you are a good person. Hey, Uncle Gui looked at me and laughed. Good? In these years, it is a good person and an honest person who suffers? Then he didn't say anything, and the night seemed to pass. When I went home and told me about the crying I heard in the workshop at night, my father seemed to know something and told me not to talk nonsense. So I couldn't help but dare to go outside. One afternoon three months later, my mother asked me to bring food to my father, because the factory was very busy and the whole factory had to work overtime. When I delivered food to the workshop, it was already completely dark, but the workshop was full of people, the lights were bright, and the sound of machines was everywhere. I walked over to the lathe where my dad was and put the meal down for him. At this time, I suddenly saw Xiao Lu, the tallest Shanghainese in the whole workshop, who was operating a lathe there, he put a steel bar on it, and then he started to car, and then he turned his head as if talking to someone next to him, and then his excessively long sleeves ...... Everything was so familiar, I suddenly wanted to scream, but I couldn't call anything, and then that happened. And a great crowd gathered around them. Another person turned off the electric switch, stopped the lathe, and saw someone supporting Xiao Lu, I clearly saw the pink flesh and white bones exposed on his broken arm, Xiao Gui seemed to be holding the person next to him and said that it was okay, his face was not half bloody, and then they took three steps, and then Xiao Lu slipped from their hands and completely fainted!! I couldn't say anything. I don't even dare to tell my father. This scene is so clearly visible. This has always weighed on my heart. I didn't even see Little Lu after that. It wasn't until many years later, when I went to Kunming to study, that I met a man who looked like Xiao Lu by chance, outside the Kunming North Railway Station, where there were a few disabled people begging for food, one of whom had no right arm, and he was sitting on the ground with a small basin in front of him, in which some small pieces of money fell. I wasn't sure if it was him, but his stiff head was like a question mark in my mind, and I gave him all the two dollars I had on my body to take the bus back. Then walk back to school. That summer vacation I went home and asked my father where the injured Xiao Lu went, Dad sighed and said, the factory efficiency is not good in recent years, last year Xiao Lu was laid off because of no labor, the monthly subsidy of 30 yuan also made many people red, half a year ago the factory carried out the reform of the house, Xiao Lu because of the lack of seniority, not qualified to divide the house, he went to quarrel with the factory leaders, and then I don't know where to go, even the disability allowance of 30 yuan per month is not wanted. Hey, everyone knows he's pitiful, but there's nothing anyone can do. My dad was depressed, and I knew he couldn't help it, because my dad was also a laid-off worker in the factory. And that year, I had to borrow money for my education, and my family's life didn't improve until my brother graduated. That day, I wanted to tell my dad about seeing Xiao Lu at the chaotic station in Kunming, but I finally held back. Regarding the old uncle, he heard that he had a stroke due to excessive drinking, and he couldn't say anything, his mouth and eyes were crooked, half of his side was paralyzed, and he couldn't take care of himself. Someone from his hometown in the countryside picked him up, and I don't know if the string of copper went with him, or who did he leave it to? ”

I picked up a glass of wine and took a sip. And I don't know why the ghost story is told in the middle of the night, it's really interesting. Although I rarely read ghost stories, I may also find the appeal of ghost stories often the things and stories we don't know. That tension and excitement. It's something that martial arts and cultivation can't bring......

Huang Xiaopo said: "I suddenly remembered a ghost story......

Lin Qian said: "Then you can talk about it......"