Real Northeast Psychic Ghost Stories

"Liaozhai Zhiyi" appeared a large number of ghosts and foxes, which is related to China's primitive beliefs in the belief in ghosts, ghosts, ghosts of the folk culture of the origins of the rituals, the following are a few I recommend for you to recommend the real Northeast spooky ghost stories

The real Northeast spooky ghost stories: ask your family to have a shoe

This is a true story. It's been four years now, but every time I think about it, I feel shivering. My parents' organization undertook the survey and design work for the Qinghai-Tibet Railway. We all know that on the Qinghai-Tibet line, because of the harsh environment, death is a regular thing. This is nothing, but

That day was about 11 o'clock in the morning, from the Qinghai-Tibet line came the news, our unit of a chief engineer in the Qinghai-Tibet line overturned the car died. This person in the Qinghai-Tibet line is a heavyweight figure, his death is very sad. Originally, the death is also dead, but after the news came out to our unit into a piece of horror.

Things are like this, on the day he overturned the car (weekend) around 9:00 am, his wife at home watching TV. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. His wife went to open the door, the door stood a woman, about 30 years old, dressed in a clean, but does not appear to be earth or foreign, a little strange feeling. Before his wife could say anything, the woman said, "Ma'am, do you have any shoes? Give me a pair of your shoes, okay?

We all know that now this door to ask for something beggars a lot of very annoying, his wife also thought it was beggars, so then thought nothing about the door to close. The man did not knock again. But after a while, his wife thought more and more wrong, beggars should not wear so clean ah? Beggars on the door are generally asking for food and money, which have to shoes? Besides, at that time did not see the woman barefoot ah?

The wife thought more and more panicked, so she opened the door to see, where there is someone? She knocked on the neighbor's door to ask. Neighbors said no beggar to their home to ask for shoes. His wife then felt very uncomfortable, but which is not right and can not say. So she called her mother's home. Her hometown is in the countryside, she put this matter to her sister said. Her sister said, this thing is never good, wait for her to count this thing a fortune, counting good immediately call her.

About half an hour later, the phone called, her sister's first words are: fast! The first thing her sister said was: "Hurry up! She said: that person has not been found, what is wrong? What's wrong? Her sister said urgently, "Sis, this is a very bad sign. Didn't he ask for your shoes? Shoes? Evil? Oh, my God! Your house has a very evil aura. It's going to be a disaster! She's a messenger from the underworld. She came to ask for your shoes as a last chance. Now that you've driven her away? Evil? The first thing you need to do is to get rid of the shoes, and then you will be able to get rid of the shoes.

His wife was paralyzed when she heard. But then again, his wife is an intellectual, although the heart is somehow panicked, but still forced to calm down. As a result, to more than 11 o'clock, the Qinghai-Tibet line phone came. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.

Afterwards, she told people about this incident. People comforted her, asking her whether she was too y stimulated to produce hallucinations, or have schizophrenia to comfort themselves. But she said: I am a people's teacher, how can I make up these? The people are dead, I still make up what is the use of it?

This incident is absolutely true, at that time in our unit caused panic, no one can explain, no one can forget. This thing I put in my heart for four years, today to bring it out and discuss with you, can anyone say, this is really a coincidence?

In any case, remember, if someone goes to your house to ask for shoes in the future, be sure to give him!

Real Northeast Psychic Ghost Stories: Don't Leave Your Soul Behind

There is a tower two miles away from our village, standing alone, with no buildings around it, and I don't know how many years it has been built here, but it's already in disrepair. Some people say: this tower was not here, is fifty years ago, a gale blew it here, which lived in the monster! Because it is in the countryside, so believe in this legend of many people, but also because of this legend so no one dares to enter the tower. The tower of the tower base is indeed does not exist, if it is the original on the construction of this place, that his tower base where to go?

Li Wei is a college student in this village, and it happens to be the construction industry, he does not believe that this tower is the wind blowing, but according to the specifications of the building, there is no tower base is difficult to build up, even if it can be built up, I am afraid that it will not be able to maintain for a long time, but the tower's degree of disrepair how to have a hundreds of years, right. This question has been troubling him since he went to college, or rather before he went to college, he is because he has to figure out how this tower was built so he read the architecture studies.

One day during the summer vacation, Li Wei was on vacation at home and just finished helping his parents collect wheat, the originally sunny weather suddenly became cloudy, and he felt that it was going to rain, and he hurriedly ran to the village, back to the village to pass by the locking of the demon tower that the villagers said. Coincidentally feel this time pouring rain will fall, Li Wei had to go to this lock demon tower to hide from the rain, although he does not believe in the villagers' legend, but now it is four o'clock in the afternoon, cloudy day cause the sky already looks very late, more or less still a little bit of cowardice. Outside the rain is getting bigger and bigger, Li Wei also had to walk in. The tower has no door, just walked in and felt very dark, because no one has come for a long time there is a faint smell of mold inside. The first floor of the tower is very simple, there is not too much decoration, not to mention what horror, always curious about the tower Li Wei now has an urge to go to see the second floor. Years of curiosity made him finally lose control of himself at this moment. He took a deep breath and went to the stairway of the second floor, standing at the stairway and looking upwards just a darkness, he could not see anything, he thought: the second floor should be the same as here, there is nothing. Not yet finished on the big step ran up to the second floor.

Sure enough, as expected, the second floor is still the same as the layout of the first floor. There is no decoration, only a staircase to the third floor, almost can be said to be exactly the same. This is his boldness is also up, thought not to go to the third floor;Just like this All the way to the sixth floor he realized that something was wrong. The original tower in the bottom look a **** only 60% ah, but I am now in the sixth floor, how there are stairs to go up it, thought of here he thought this is not the stairs to the top of the tower it, go up to see it. But after going up is still the same scene, at the moment he seems to collapse like, can not believe the scene in front of him, what do not want to rush down.

Sixth floor; changed. The stairs are still the original stairs. It's just that there are two more sconces on either side of the stairs, each lit with a white candle. There was an extra circle of murals on the wall. At this moment, he couldn't care less about what the paintings were, the series of bizarre events had already caused him to collapse. He only wanted to quickly leave this haunted place and ran downwards as fast as he could. Fifth floor; fourth floor; third floor; each floor of the mural is changing; only he did not care just. The first floor to. He wanted to rush out of this hellhole. Not caring about the heavy rain outside the door a few steps and crossed out. It was then that he breathed a sigh of relief, the sky outside was still relatively bright, and the sense of fear was much less, curiosity made him look back;the tower was a little more eerie in his eyes, Li Wei couldn't care about the heavy rain, and ran back to the village with slow steps, but didn't mention this matter to anyone. He also became godlike from then on.

Two years later, the village to be remodeled, that the villagers said the lock of the demon tower also want to demolish, in the demolition of the time people saw the year Li Wei had seen the murals, the strange thing is that at that time, all the people feel that these murals on the people seem to have seen where, but do not know who is, it did not save, but at that time, with a hammer destroyed.

That night, the school came to the phone to call Li Wei's elderly mother: Li Wei in the morning at 10:00 a.m. sudden sudden death, chest suddenly suffered a strong impact, and that morning at 10:00 a.m., it is the demolition of the time to destroy that mural; think carefully, that mural on the person in the end like who? The original is Li Wei;

Since then, the locking tower is gone, people still often mention that hair-raising tower, but no longer called it the locking tower, but the locking tower.

Real Northeast Psychic Ghost Stories: Horrifying Ghost Fog

It was hard to catch the seven-day vacation, finally can be their busy body from the reinforced concrete surrounded by high-rise liberated, I decided to go to the natural oxygen bar to wake up.

In order to see the magical landscape of the fog sea rolling sun, I got up early at 6:00 a.m., stepped on the wet morning mist, and went to the top of the mountain alone from the back of the trail.

Just out of the door soon, a whirlwind came, blowing my body shivering. It was cold in the mountains, so I had to speed up my pace. Another five minutes of walking, feel the body of the cold is getting heavier and heavier, spine tingling, but also non-stop began to fight a cold war. I simply accelerated running up, want to increase the amount of movement to expel the cold, for the body to warm up.

I was running low, but I didn't realize that I was bumping into an old man coming down the hill. I fixed my eyes on the old man under the morning mist was born so strange. There is not a trace of meat on the shriveled cheeks, and a pair of frog's eyes bulge outward. He opened his mouth and spat out a string of smoke, making the same sound that came out of the broken urn: Young man, foggy day,? Take the mountain road, be careful to get lost! The old man's words just fell, I immediately felt a cold air from the spine all the way to the palms of my feet. I glared disgustedly at the dried-up old man, said heavily: I will not get lost, this road I have walked many times!

Before taking a step forward. When I looked back at the old man, there was nothing on the fog-shrouded mountain road, but I could see that there was also a concrete high-voltage pole erected beside me.

The thick fog filled the room and made people feel fearful. In order to give myself courage, I shouted to the valley: someone? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this. The words just fell, suddenly heard a lot of noise in my ears, I was pleased, and quickly stopped to hold my breath and listen carefully, but nothing can be heard, surrounded by a horrifying silence. Could it be the echoes of the valley, or is he hallucinating? I pinched my thighs, cold thigh pain. I started to walk again, the clamor again, and then stopped to listen carefully, still a dead silence.

I never believe that there are ghosts and monsters in the world, in order to prove that this is not a hallucination, I simply groped and sat on the side of the road on a protruding rock, want to wait for some people to walk up the mountain together with a companion. Out of nowhere, I suddenly felt the rock under my buttocks move. To be precise, it was spinning, and it was spinning faster and faster, like a gyroscope whizzing around.

I was horrified! Body slammed forward, suddenly fell to the ground, but felt that the head is still shaking in the direction of the rotation just now. I pinched my legs vigorously to prove that this is not a hallucination, and then desperately trying to keep my brain calm, and then to the compass on the bag, to recognize the direction, and continue to walk forward along this dead mountain road.

The fog seems to be thicker than before, except that I can vaguely see the path of my feet, and there is no difference with the darkness of the night. Suddenly, my head thumped by something. When I looked up, it turned out that I had hit a concrete utility pole. Oh my god, I actually walked back! I was obviously heading up the hill, how could I have hit the pole? I clearly remember meeting that dried up old man in this place.

When I thought of that old man, my head buzzed. Immediately in front of my eyes appeared again a horrible shriveled face, bulging frog eyes. Opened his mouth to meet me and spit out a string of cold smoke. Unable to control myself any longer, I turned around and darted up the hill, running hard. Unexpectedly. My feet were tripped by something, and I sat on my butt again on a large stone by the roadside.

The stone turned noiselessly, and slowly rose upwards, my feet were suspended in the air, the stone's rotation speed is accelerating, my ears ringing the sound of whistling wind.

The faster the stone spun, the higher it rose, and as it spun faster and faster, the originally smooth boulder suddenly became lighter and lighter, and began to appear to swing to the left and right. My heart thrummed as the boulder swung from side to side. My hands began to clench futilely on the smooth, unribbed boulder. Then, I realized that the rock I was sitting on had risen and broken through the layers of fog in the valley, and I could see the thousands of peaks and ravines of the scenic area below my buttocks.

Suddenly, I felt myself being thrown out by the rapidly rotating and swaying boulder, and thrown into the air. As I gripped my heart, my body slowly fell back down, just sitting on the edge of the rock again. When the rocking stone threw me up for the second time, I saw a red golden light, my nose also smelled a strange smell of immortal grass, I was greatly amazed, wondering if I have come to heaven!

However, before I could see the wonders of heaven, I felt that my body began to sink violently, and this time when I was falling, I was not as lucky as the first time, my butt was not able to reach the edge of the stone, and all of a sudden, I fell down from the high altitude!

I saw a black, heartbeat to the throat. Suddenly, a scoop of cold water poured down on my head, I felt like my body fell into a cold deep pool. Suddenly, I opened my eyes and realized that I fell heavily on the path, and then I looked up and saw the weird old man again. He held a torch in one hand and kept circling it at the top of my head, while spraying cool water from a water gourd into my face.

I screamed in fear and instinctively jumped up, but then went black and lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it was, but when I woke up, I realized that I was sleeping on a simple wooden bed inside the hut. The strange-looking dried-up old man was feeding me medicinal soup in my mouth. I struggled in terror and asked, "Are you a human being or a ghost? What kind of place is this?

The old man laughed at me, a laugh that was worse than a cry! The old man laughed at me, and the sound of this laugh was worse than a cry. But if I don't come out to save you, you're really going to become a ghost! I saw his mouth open and close when he spoke, but the voice still sounded like it came out of a broken urn.

I carefully looked around the small cottage, the house of a clearly visible, his own travel bag is still on the side, how to see is not like hell and ghost nest ah!

The old man asked me what had happened.

The old man told me that the mountain leading to the back of the mountain is actually like a caldera, the valley has a big horn of eighteen bends, this is the sea of fog rolled in the sun in the most magnificent view of the smoke out of the people's legends of ghosts hit the wall, is the mountain God ghosts and monsters out of the place. Some of the smoke here is strange, every summer morning after the rain, from the valley out of the fog is not only cold, and can also transmit sound, can be tens of miles away from the sound of people's conversations transmitted to the valley. At this time, if someone walks into the fog alone, the light is psychedelic, heavy fear triggered by nervous disorders, and even panic and fall off the cliff to death.

He said that I met today is exactly this situation, if not he heard my cries for help in time to come, and with the homemade evil brain herbal spraying rescue, I do not know what will happen it!

Listening to the old man's account, I am still half-believe half-doubt, asked: you know the valley smoke charming, but why live here?

The old man coughed, still with a broken urn like voice said: 20 years ago, this is not yet a scenic area, my daughter-in-law into the mountains to pick medicine when she fell dead here, at that time, I also do not believe in what; ghosts hit the wall; will harm the ghosts of people, in order to find out the real reason for her fall dead, I have since moved into the mountains. In a summer morning, I encountered the same feeling as you today, fell down the valley in the mist, after waking up, the voice became this way, but also let me figure out this valley mist will harm people's secrets and laws.

Seemingly beautiful and spectacular mountain mists, in the early morning after the rain will pass the sound, but also allows people to produce strange hallucinations in an instant, sounds like a little bit of heaven and earth, but this is indeed the existence of the fact. Is it related to the special geographic location here, the relevant substances contained in the ground? There is still to be geological research experts to further test. And I encountered this horrifying ghost fog, the only thing I can do, is to write this strange experience into a story, or to inform those who love Explore the people, do not travel alone in the foggy days, rashly into the mountains to explore!

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