The Horror Legend of China

One year, a mountaineering club went hiking and a couple with good feelings were together. When they arrived at the foot of the mountain to attack the peak, the weather suddenly turned bad, but they still insisted on going up the mountain. So they left women to guard the camp, but three days passed and they didn't come back. The woman is a little worried and thinks it may be the weather. On the seventh day, everyone came back, except her boyfriend. They came back in time seven days ago, thinking that he might come back for her. So everyone formed a circle and put her in the middle. Almost twelve o'clock, her boyfriend suddenly appeared, covered in blood, grabbed her and ran out. His girlfriend screamed and struggled with fear, and then her boyfriend told her ... there was a mountain accident on the first day of the attack on the summit! Everyone is dead, but he is still alive ... Who do you believe?

The second story: Why are there so many people?

One day, a friend who got off work went back to the dormitory at night and pressed the elevator on the first floor. He wants to go to the sixth floor. Fortunately, the elevator will come soon ... he walked in and there was no one inside. When he walked in, the elevator was immediately closed ... Up ... Up ... Up ... On the fourth floor, the elevator suddenly opened. There are two people hanging around outside. How so many people! -My friend is shaking.

The third story: no one robbed me.

There is a boy who wants to go home by bus at night, but because it is too late, he can't wait at the station, so he is not sure whether there is a car ... he doesn't want to walk. Because his home is far away and remote, he had to wait for the last bus ... just when he thought there should be no car, he suddenly saw a bus in the distance ... He was happy to stop it. As soon as he got on the bus, he found the last bus very strange. It stands to reason that the last bus should not be crowded, because the route is remote, but this bus is full ... there is only one empty seat, and no one on the bus whispers ... He feels a little strange, but he still walks to the only empty seat and sits down. There is a woman sitting next to an empty seat. As soon as he sat down, the lady whispered to him, "You shouldn't take this bus." He felt very strange. It's not for the living ... ""As soon as you got on the bus, they arrested you as a scapegoat. "He was scared, but he didn't know what to do. As a result, the woman said to him, "Never mind, I can help you escape." So she dragged him to open the window and jumped. When they jumped, he heard "cars." He found them standing on a desolate hillside. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately thanked the woman. The woman smiled strangely: "Now, no one is robbing me ..."

During a scene change, the woman took out a bag of * * brand potato chips from the boy's schoolbag and exaggeratedly chewed them to share with her friends.

The fourth story: the dream lover

Ning always has the same dream recently. In the dream, a man said to her, "Come, come to me, I'll wait for you …" Finally, I couldn't help it, so I asked him, "Who are you? How can I find you? " The man said, "Meet me at the entrance platform of xx Park at noon tomorrow 12. I have a mole here." The man pointed his finger at his chin. After waking up, he hurried to find a friend and told her everything. The friend promised to accompany her. At noon 1 1: 55, they waited at the appointed place, but no one came. It's hot, it's hot. I'll buy two ice creams across the street, and you wait for me here. "Say that finish, ning walked across the street. At this moment, a car rushed over and screamed ... My friend ran over and saw Ning, already lying in a pool of blood. When I opened the car door to take Ning to the hospital, I found that it was a hearse with a man in a glass coffin and a mole on his chin ... My friend suddenly looked at himself.

The fifth story: mobile phone

Xiao likes to put his mobile phone on the desk by the window in the office. In the sun, metal looks lifelike and fascinating. Today is Christmas Eve. At noon, Xiao received many messages of blessing. He read one by one, answered one from time to time, and then put his mobile phone on the table by the window as usual. He began to get busy. The voice of the mobile phone rang again, his mouth curved and he shook his head helplessly. Colleagues in the office can't help joking with him. What was that again? He picked up his cell phone and read it. The night after tomorrow is 10/ "What a mess!" Colleagues leaned in. This is not a message of blessing. "Maybe the boring people are joking." Xiaosuo smiled and continued to write his file. At noon the next day, he received another message, which was actually related to the previous one. "Tomorrow night 10" Xiao Suo is getting impatient. He pulled back according to that number to see who was fooling him. Hello. He confirmed the number of the information number again, and the result was still empty. Maybe there was an error when sending the information. He didn't think deeply and decided to ignore this message. On the third day, at the same time, the SMS sounded as usual, and Xiao Suo was a little annoyed. Open the message. Oh, my God. The words "65438+ 00 o'clock tonight" came into his eyes, and he immediately dialed again according to that number. Xiaosuo decided to go home from work early today, but the department manager just announced that the client called and the negotiation time was changed to tomorrow morning, so the copy he was in charge of must be finished tonight, so it seems that he has to work overtime. Of course, a few short messages won't affect his work. Besides, the boss attaches great importance to this project, and Xiao Suo, the right-hand man in the planning department, is also involved. The best way is to finish the work before 10. The companies in the building are all off work one after another, and the office building is quiet. Xiao asked for a lunch, ate a few mouthfuls in a hurry and buried himself in his work. At half past eight, all his colleagues left, and he was the only one. He doesn't care about anything, he plays hard in front of the computer until the voice of the mobile phone rings again. It's a short message! He felt a chill in his heart. Looking back, fortunately, it was not 10, but 9 o'clock. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned on his cell phone. "There will be an hour," the strange number again! Oh, my God, who is it? Xiao Suo couldn't help thinking of everyone around him. No clue. Forget it. Better leave early. Turn off your cell phone. Xiao Suo finally finished copying. He left the hellish building in a hurry, lit a cigarette, calmed down and crossed a road. When he walked to the center, his cell phone suddenly rang, and it was a scream. Oh, my God! Isn't it already turned off? Xiao Suo paused and immediately stopped to look for the damn mobile phone. The night sky flashed with sharp brakes, and the mobile phone with metal appearance drew a circle in the air and landed in a pool of blood. Once stopped at 10 forever.

The sixth story: ponytail

When I came home from work in the middle of the night in the country, I saw a girl with a ponytail squatting on the side of the road crying. I went up and asked her why she was crying. Did someone bully you? She replied that something had happened at home and told her not to be too sad and to send her home. She said it was useless, because you would be afraid to see her. You said it's okay. Get up, I'll take you home. Then she stood up and turned to face you. What you see is still a ponytail. . .

The seventh story: the bathroom

In addition to our company, there are other companies on the floor where we work, all of which are small departments with only one bathroom on the first floor. At the end of the corridor, there are only two roads in the bathroom, with the sink in front and the mirror at the door. Usually, we are very busy at work. We almost ran to the bathroom, and it was the same day. I rushed into the bathroom. There is an unlocked door, and I can see that there is already a person inside. That man doesn't know him. So he chose the one next to him. By the time he came out, there was already a girl with long hair washing her hands in the sink. It's the girl from the company next door. We have met many times in the corridor, but we are half acquaintances. She washed and opened the door of the next room and went in, huh? That grid belongs to someone else! Don't just see squatting inside ... I didn't think much, so I hurried out. After a while, it was the bathroom again, and I saw that woman for the second time. It was an elderly woman, wearing a black cotton-padded coat, with a sallow face and a swollen face. When I first entered, I saw her still squatting in the lattice of the window. When you saw me, you showed a strange expression. Ah! I rushed out with a scream and bumped into the girl next door ... What happened to you? She asked ... a ... a ghost! I can't breathe, come on! She also turned pale with fear. Don't go to the lattice on the window! I told her nervously that I was too lazy to nag everyone. I'm never going to that grid again. I'd rather go to the public toilet downstairs, but even so, I saw her for the third time! Not the bathroom, the balcony. She stumbled in the crowd and no one noticed her. I forgot the image of a lady and rushed into the office shouting. What happened? The manager put me on the balcony like a tiger. Where is it? Is she still here? So blatant? Am I the only one who can see her? She ... I pointed to the black cotton-padded clothes ... her? She? She is the cleaner of this building! Recently, the building requires more than night? Hey? I have to clean the corridor in the morning, so you haven't seen her before. I think you are crazy! The manager left me bitterly and walked back quickly. I'm dizzy! It turned out to be a false alarm, which made me run several streets every day! Finally, I can go to the toilet with confidence and feel revenge. I just went in and met the girl next door. She smiled at me and went out. The bathroom door faces the mirror. I adjusted my clothes when I came out. I suddenly remembered that funny misunderstanding, so I wanted to tell her and turned to call her. Oh, my God! What do I see? In the huge mirror, I only saw me, but she turned to look at me. There was nothing in the mirror! I finally understand that it was a misunderstanding! That cleaner has really been squatting in that room. . .

The eighth story: the old woman in the toilet

Many schools are behind mass graves or execution grounds, so there are many horrible rumors between teachers and students ... A primary school in Kaohsiung is a model with a long history of running a school. There is a row of toilets at the back of the campus, which are not used by teachers and students in other grades except the children in Grade One and Grade Two ... It is always filled with a gloomy atmosphere. And the third toilet has been locked. One afternoon, a senior three boy was in a hurry to go to the toilet, and every toilet was occupied. He couldn't help it, so he opened the door of the third room ... Strange to say, he can't open the door at ordinary times, but today, how ... Anyway, let's solve it quickly ... Just when he was relieved and wanted to shout loudly, he suddenly felt a cold feeling under him ... Oh, my God. Thin? Do you have a trip to Fiji? He let out a cry, took a knife out of his pocket, scratched the strange hand and rushed out at once. From then on, he never dared to step into the toilet again. After a long time, the matter gradually faded from the senior student's mind. One day, he and three or five friends were playing basketball in the basketball court near the row of toilets, and a ball in the opposite direction turned around and flew into the toilet. The students blamed him for spreading everywhere, so they hit him. The old woman's face never lifted, but the knife marks on the back of her hand caught his attention. He asked, "old woman, why are there knife marks on the back of your hand?" I saw the old woman slowly raise her head, stare at him with wide eyes and say, "You cut it, don't you remember?" Say that finish, run to him. He fainted with a loud cry.

The ninth story: hands

Do you like chicken feet? After hearing this story, if you dare to eat again, I'll get it for you. A Fang is the owner of a food stall. His business was not very good before, but since he got the guidance of experts, his business has suddenly flourished. Especially the chicken feet with soy sauce, he supplied 10 servings of oxazole every day, and no one came. This makes me a diner. Sometimes I am late, so I don't. It's no fun telling anyone. Besides, he has a strange question. His kitchen is covered with black cloth. Nobody knows how he cooks. The strangest thing is that I have never seen him buy anyone's chicken feet, and he doesn't have a chicken. How did he get his raw materials? I couldn't help it that day, so I quietly hid on his roof and opened a corner of the roof tile, thinking that I would do it myself when I learned it. I saw it through the crack, which I will never forget. I see a hand. That's a human hand. It is still attached to a person's body, but it is not complete. This man is still alive. I saw his face twisted, but I couldn't call it out. His whole body is only skin and bones. It was grayish yellow, mixed with a trace of blood, still shaking. At this time, someone outside called a chicken claw, but he skillfully cut a piece from that hand. He chopped it up quickly, then put it in the pot and added materials ... Soon, a plate of chicken feet was delicious and A Fang brought it out. Then I found him smiling in my direction. "Boom!" I was so scared that I fell from it and fell into the kitchen in Albania. ...