Weird Stories

Stay calm and don't be impatient Wait for the starting point to be processed

I came from Qingye. To be honest, your novels are very good, but this one is a bit too holy. Supernatural novels cannot use modern thinking, so it would be unreadable. Now the male protagonist is too soft. I think you want to make him a savior, right? Killing decisively is what it should be like, right? Originally, supernatural novels would involve various possibilities. Does the male protagonist really have this ability? Really low expectations.

...Read the beginning of this book! I don't dare to read it. . Because DaDa has stopped updating for a long time? ? Suddenly saw an update today? A thrill!

There are so many Li Yun dead, but how many chapters of the pig's trotters are there in this book? Take a look at the pig's trotters first and then go back to read them, otherwise it would be a bit boring to read the short story all the time.

The writing method of unit short stories continues Aoba's style, and is very good in creating a horror atmosphere. It can be said that it is better than Aoye. The main plot connecting the short stories is also very well written and stable to Aoba's plot level. However, in terms of characters, it is fuller and more vivid than Aoba. It is a follow-up to a book that is better than others.

Qingye hasn't had time to finish reading it, what's the reason?

The time should be the second half of 2014 or the beginning of 2015. Not long after graduation, I opened an online store with my classmates to sell bags. Both live and work in rental housing. At that time, I lived on the third floor. The rental house was contracted by the current tenant couple and the landlord. It was renovated. There was no elevator. There were stairs at the end, and then there was a long and narrow corridor. There were rental rooms on both sides of the corridor. The one I rented was in the middle of the third floor. It was a rectangular room with one bedroom and one living room. When you opened the iron door from the corridor and entered the living room, there was a wall across the middle of the house. There was a gap of more than one meter on the right side for passing through. Then you entered the inner room. The inner room was also separated from the narrow balcony by a wall, and it was also through the gap on the right side. I slept in the inner room, and that night, I had a very real dream. At first, I went back to my so-called hometown. I said it was because the hometown in my dream was different from the reality. The reason why I went back was that when I was a child, my neighbor who was one or two years younger than me was getting married and having a banquet. I went back to have a wedding banquet. At this time, the banquet should not have started yet, and then a group of men of similar age went to the back hill of their hometown for a stroll. As we were walking, someone asked me, why is the temple halfway up the mountain so busy today? Then a group of people followed and went up to have a look. When we arrived at the entrance of the temple, it was almost crowded. At this time, I saw that my second aunt was also inside, so I walked over and asked my second aunt what was going on. The sound of chanting can be heard from a distance. The second aunt told me that there was a family in the village whose son did very well in the college entrance examination. The family was so happy that they put wine at home and invited relatives and friends over. I also found someone to take photos. A few days later, after the photos were developed, I took them out and looked at them. I found that in one of the group photos, there was an old man carrying a gray-brown bag standing behind his son, and he was also smiling at the camera. What is certain is that no one knows this old man, and no one has seen him that day. Since the photos were developed, the son of that family has become ill. He has not recovered even after seeing a doctor, and his condition is getting worse. At this time, people have been carried to the temple. As soon as my second aunt said this to me, suddenly there was a startling sound in the temple, and then a lot of people inside ran outside desperately. We were also pushed back. We were all fellow villagers, so we grabbed one of them and asked what was going on. The person we caught said that the child was dead. When I got here, I woke up with a fright, because it was the middle of the night, the lights were not turned on, and it was really hard to see inside. My heart was still pounding and goosebumps were rising all over my body. The old man carrying the cloth bag has a particularly clear and distinct impression whenever he thinks about it. Even after several years, when I think back now, I still remember the old man's appearance very clearly, and I always feel a chill every time I think about it. It's okay if I don't think about it normally, but when I think about it, it's very clear, as if I can't get rid of it.

I just read the first few weird stories, and after flipping through them, it seemed like they were stories one after another. When I was a kid, there was a book about ghost stories. I forgot what it was called. It was a bit similar to the story. Just one story after another, this is a strange story. After reading this book, I found the weird stories uninteresting and not creepy at all. And where is the protagonist? I thought there would be a protagonist to connect each story. But I really haven't seen a few, maybe the protagonist is behind. The most important thing is that it feels weird, at least I didn't find it scary after watching it. The ghost stories I read when I was a child still have shadows now, and they are not very creative stories, but the atmosphere created by the writing creates a sense of reality that is very scary. I have heard a saying that a good horror story is one that is written in a very real and everyday way. You may not notice it at first glance, but you will feel extremely scared if you think about it carefully. Suddenly I want to look for the books I read when I was a child.

Has the author considered adding a mosquito-related supernatural event? A buzzing monster or ghost did bad things, such as transmitting malignant diseases, and finally Piapia beat it to death (ง •̀_•́)ง

After raising him for so long, Zai Liyun was really miserable at the beginning.