Haunted House

It was so dark in the old house that I couldn't see my fingers.

There was a strange smell in the air, I couldn't tell what it was.

In order to see the ground clearly under our feet, the party secretary of Xiaoliu Village sent us several flashlights and told us: "Don't run around. If something happens, you will bear the consequences."

I turned on the flashlight and looked around.

There wasn't much dust in the house, it didn't look like it had been cleaned for years.

There are debris piled up everywhere, but the things from the crime scene have been packed away, and it looks like a normal family, even wealthy——

Dusty leather sofas, old but exotic gramophone, and marble-patterned floors.

These are things that other families in our village dare not even think about.

Xiaoliu Village Party Secretary adjusted his glasses: "Grandma Yu, what should we do now?"

Several boys and girls also stopped crying and looked at her with slightly fearful eyes.

I noticed that Grandma Yu didn’t bring anything with her and she looked all alone.

She leaned on crutches, sat on the sofa, and closed her eyes: "It's not time yet, you should look around and get your scent in the house early so that you can set up an array to lure them out later…!"

Hearing this, several boys and girls were so frightened that they gathered together and did not dare to move.

I took the flashlight, bypassed the crowd, and walked towards the corridor.

In the living room behind her, Granny Yu curled her lips and said slowly: "After all, ghosts are very cunning things…!"

I held a flashlight and walked through the creaking stairs. A dusty cordon suddenly blocked my way, and there was an unusual smell.

I got through and turned the doorknob.

There was ashes everywhere in this room. As soon as I opened the door, I burst into tears.

In his hazy vision, he saw a large winding brown patch on the ground, broken vases scattered everywhere, and the food on the table had been completely charred.

I stepped over the debris to the table, picked up a picture frame, and wiped the dust with my sleeve.

In the transparent glass photo frame, a girl wearing an ancient dance skirt with long sleeves flying.

"Who is this? So beautiful…" I muttered, and a voice came from behind me.

"it's me."

I blinked and looked back: "Who are you?"

The person in front of her was wearing a red antique-style dress, and her long wet black hair fell on both sides of her face, making her protruding eyeballs and scarlet tongue look extremely beautiful.

I touched her cold cheek with admiration: "You are so beautiful."

She seemed stunned for a moment, then lowered her head shyly, "Thank you… just call me Fangfang."

"Fangfang," I held her face, "from now on, you are my friend. How about we play together…"

Before Fangfang could answer, there was the sound of something falling on the ground at the door.

I squinted and saw a flashlight rolling to my feet.

The young man standing at the door looked stunned, and the girl behind him fell backwards to the ground in fright.

The boy asked: "Who are you talking to?"

I shut my mouth and let them drag me away from this hellish place in their mouths without saying a word.

Fangfang whispered in my ear: "Don't be afraid, I will find you."

I smiled.

I believe she will come to me and good friends will never be separated.

<img src='http://www.guiguaiwu.com/UploadFiles/2023-08/2/2023082414375073692.jpg' alt='

[Collection of short and medium supernatural novels] 23 very short horror stories’/>

23 short horror stories

Welcome to the "23 Very Short Horror Stories" feature. Here, we have collected 23 extremely scary and creepy stories for you. Each story is short and concise, making people feel endless fear in a short reading. Each of these short stories has a different theme and style. Some are about vengeful curses, some about mysterious ghosts, and some about gruesome murders. Each story is presented in a very short length, and the plot has ups and downs that catch people off guard, making people constantly guess the development and ending of the story in the exciting reading. In this feature, we will take you into the world of these very short horror stories, giving you a sense of suffocating fear.We will analyze in detail the themes and plots of each story, as well as the horror elements and psychological undertones behind them.

Collection of classic ghost stories

Welcome to the "Classic Ghost Stories Collection" feature. Here, we have collected for you the most famous and classic ghost stories in the world, so that you can listen to them all at once. These stories have passed the test of time and become classics in the literary world. They can arouse the interest and resonance of readers no matter when and where. These ghost stories come in a variety of styles and themes, including horror, mystery, supernatural, fantasy, and more. Some stories are about ghosts and vampires, others about demons and wizards. But no matter what, these stories can leave you feeling an unusual sense of fear. In this feature, we will take you into the world of classic ghost stories and let you feel the gripping and creepy storylines.We'll break down the background and history of each story, as well as their context in the text.

Supernatural events in rural areas in the 1980s

Welcome to the special topic "Supernatural Events in Rural Areas in the 1980s". In this feature, we take you back to the countryside in the 1980s to explore those creepy supernatural events. The countryside of that era was intertwined with mystery and superstition, and there were many stories that are still unexplained. We have collected some supernatural incidents that happened in rural areas in the 1980s to reveal to you the strange stories hidden behind ordinary life. These supernatural events involve many supernatural phenomena, including ghosts, vampires, werewolves, etc. The events are frightening and tense, and each story has its own unique character and style. Some stories are about love, others about sacrifice, but they all have a common goal, which is to make you feel an unspeakable sense of terror.In this topic you will

<img src='http://www.guiguaiwu.com/UploadFiles/2023-08/2/2023082414241432785.jpg' alt='[Collection of short and medium supernatural novels] Let A ghost story that makes people afraid to sleep

‘/>

Ghost stories that make people afraid to sleep

Welcome to the "Ghost Stories That Afraid to Sleep" feature. In this feature, we have selected some creepy ghost stories for you, so that you can feel the fear and tension welling up from the bottom of your heart. These stories are adult ghost stories whose main purpose is to scare you, keeping you awake late at night. These ghost stories involve a variety of different supernatural phenomena and mysterious events. Some stories are about evil spirits and apparitions, while others are about weird legends and curses. Each of these stories has its own unique character and style, but they all share the same goal of making you feel an unspeakable sense of dread late at night. If you want to experience an unusual sense of fear, or want to challenge your courage and imagination, this topic will be your best choice.Please feel free to share with us

The village party secretary's eyes widened: "How can we find this? The police didn't find it back then. Now after so many years, who can find it?"

"Don't be impatient yet, just listen." A man in a Chinese tunic suit interrupted the village party secretary and signaled him to be calm.

Granny Yu rolled her turbid eyes: "Pick a few boys and girls from the village and come to the old house at night to see them. The boys are masculine and can suppress evil spirits, while the girls are feminine and can summon spirits…"

A young man muttered: "Dead people can't talk…"

"Shut up!" Grandma Yu suddenly scolded her and narrowed her eyes fiercely, "You are so disrespectful!"

She seemed to have lost her patience, and her bloodshot, cloudy eyes swept over everyone.

The people in the village couldn't help but hug their children and take a step back.

"I only provide methods. If you believe me, tell me the horoscopes of boys and girls in the village, and I will choose the ones myself."

"If you don't believe it…just keep provoking this evil spirit again and again, and you will die!"

She smiled coldly, glanced at the locust tree blocking the sky at the door of the old house, and walked away without looking back on crutches.

Before she could go far, the villagers exploded.

"Who wants to leave the child in the hands of that crazy old woman? Anyway, Xiao Liu, it's up to you. I will never let my child touch these evil things!"

"That's right. Who in our village hasn't told their children since childhood that there is a red light coming out of this old house every night, and there is also the cry of a baby spirit, teaching the children not to go out at night, why do you want to break this rule now? Don’t you take us as parents seriously?”

The party secretary of Xiaoliu Village wanted to explain: "It will be okay. We are building roads for everyone's benefit!"

"Bah!" a villager spat, "You keep saying you are doing good for us, but in fact you took the money yourself, right? Everyone knows that this house is evil, and you would push your child into the fire pit?"

"I'm telling you, no way!"

"I won't tell my child's birth date anyway!"

"Me too!"

The villagers cursed and yelled, dragging their children away.

From watching the fun with a bright face at the beginning, to now being so noisy and blushing, the color of the face has not changed, but the atmosphere is completely different.

Grandma gently held my hand: "Fuyuan, let's go."

I followed my grandma and turned around. Before I left, I looked back thoughtfully and saw Xiao Liu, the party secretary of the village, adjusting his glasses.

When he raised his head again, there was a hint of evil in his eyes behind the glasses.

I suddenly remembered that when a child is born in the village, he or she needs to go to the village party secretary to register.

Maybe he doesn't need to ask for his birth date at all.

As dinner approached, there was a lot of noise next door.

Grandma looked over and said, "Dongjiao and his wife are quarreling again?"

My aunt gritted her teeth and retorted: "No, I heard that the village brought strong men here to rob people. They said they wanted to gather seven boys and girls to explore the old house at the end of the village."

Grandma slapped my aunt on the head and said, "Look at you, you haven't been able to show up all day long, go and boil some water!"

My aunt yelled, and as soon as she covered her head and went to the backyard, the door was kicked open.

The leader is the Party Secretary of Xiaoliu Village.

He and his grandma looked at each other from a distance and were silent for a rare moment.

Grandma opened her lips: "Xiao Liu, you know, my son and daughter-in-law died early, and Fuyuan is their only queen, and she…"

I knew what grandma had not finished saying.

Ever since my parents passed away in an accident, people in the village said that I had mental problems and that I had an intellectual disability.

Xiaoliu Village Party Secretary pursed his lips, as if he couldn't bear it.

After a while, he said dryly: "She is on Grandma Yu's list."

Looking at each other in silence, grandma looked at me and called me over.

She put a bunch of Lingyin Temple eighteen seeds into my hand: "Good boy Fuyuan, just go and play with it. Just remember this bracelet, don't take it off or lose it."

I nodded: "I understand, grandma."

Several strong men pulled me, fearing that I would run away.

I walked to the door and looked back three times.

Watching grandma’s curved figure getting further and further away.

I was taken to the spacious place at the door of the old house.

Grandma Yu and a few strong men were already waiting there.

Xiaoliu Village Party Secretary pushed the remaining boys and girls over and looked at her with deep eyes: "It's time to start."

Grandma Yu glanced at him: "Don't rush, it's not time yet."

Not far away, the parents and grandparents of several selected boys and girls called their relatives and ran over carrying hoes and sickles.

Xiao Liu was anxious: "Go in now, it's too late."

Only then did Grandma Yu cross the high threshold of the old house: "It's okay to tell adult ghost stories . Just tell them that if the formation is damaged by the noise, their children will never come out."

The boys and girls were pushed into the old house, and many of them were so frightened that they cried.

I was the only one who didn't cry or make trouble, and looked around curiously. I glanced at Grandma Yu, and she smiled at me and said something meaningful: "You are different."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoliu Village Party Secretary also walked in, and the door behind him closed with a bang, blocking out the voices of the adults cursing.