A Collection of Folk Horror Ghost Stories

Zhuge Xiaodong sat in front of a messy desk, looking at the dense work documents on the computer screen, his brows twisted into a "chuan". He is a well-known workaholic in the company. This time, his boss suddenly arranged for him to go to a remote ancient village to inspect a project, which was said to be to develop tourism. "Xiaodong, this project is very important to you, work hard." The boss patted his shoulder, his eyes full of expectations. After get off work, Zhuge Xiaodong returned to the rental house and simply packed his luggage. He dug out an old photo album, which contained a yellowed photo of him and his grandfather in an ancient village when he was a child. Looking at the photos, memories came flooding back, and the mysterious legends about the ancient village that my grandfather told seemed to ring in my ears again. "Some places hide secrets that cannot be told..." Grandpa's words echoed in my mind. Late at night, Zhuge Xiaodong was lying on the bed. In a daze, a sinister voice whispered in his ear: "Come on... Let's uncover the truth..." He woke up suddenly, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his heart beat rapidly.