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58 东 A Collection of Folk Ghost Stories from Northeast China Asking the Cold Wind in a Light RainMystery1.1M WordsCompleted 49.1kReads9.4Score5.4kShelves

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① When Cheng Ye pushed open the mottled wooden door of the old house, the cold wind in December in the northeast carried snow particles and poured them into his collar. The smell of burning paper money floated in the room. Several distant relatives were sitting around in front of grandma's portrait, eating melon seeds. When they saw him coming in, they just raised their eyelids. "Xiao Ye is back." The third aunt patted the empty seat next to her, "Come sit here and eat some melon seeds." Cheng Ye nodded, but his eyes drifted involuntarily to the black and white photo on the wall. The grandma in the photo pursed her lips seriously, just like he remembered - whenever he refused to sleep, grandma would straighten her face and say in a hoarse voice: "If you don't sleep, the giant monkey will jump in and take you away!" He shuddered, and even at the age of twenty-eight, the legendary monster could still send shivers down his spine. "Your grandma passed away peacefully." The third uncle said while spitting out the melon seed skin, "Before she left, she kept mumbling nonsense like 'lock the attic' and 'don't let him out'." Cheng Ye frowned: "Attic?" "Ah, that's just the old man's nonsense before he died." Third Aunt waved her hand, "By the way, your grandma left a will, saying that the old house will be given to you, but she asked you to sort out her belongings yourself." It was late at night, and relatives left one after another, leaving Cheng Ye alone to keep vigil. He knelt in front of his grandmother's soul and burned paper, the firelight reflecting his tired face. When paper dust floated up, he seemed to hear his grandma's voice again: "The big horse monkey is covered with black hair, and its nails are so long -" grandma gestured, "It specializes in catching disobedient children, gouging out their eyes, tearing out their bellies, pulling out their intestines and hearts and eating them!" Cheng Ye shook his head violently to dismiss the memories, but heard a soft "thunk" sound coming from the attic. Rats, he thought. But then there was another sound, like something heavy moving slowly. Cheng Ye's hair stood on end. He picked up his flashlight and headed for the stairs to the attic. The wooden stairs groaned under his feet, and every step felt like he was stepping on a childhood nightmare. The attic was much smaller than he remembered, filled with dusty clutter. Cheng Ye stopped when the beam of the flashlight swept across an old-fashioned camphor wood box - there was a copper lock hanging on the box, but the key was inserted in the keyhole, as if waiting for someone to open it. He hesitated and turned the key. Inside the box were several yellowed diaries and an old newspaper. The newspaper was the "Lincheng Daily" in 1987, and the front page headline clearly read: "Three children have disappeared in a row, and the police are offering a reward for clues." Cheng Ye's heart beat faster. He opened the diary at the top and his grandma's neat handwriting came into view: "On September 15, 1987, another child disappeared. This time it was the grandson of the Wang family, the head of the village. Everyone is rumoring that it was the big horse monkey who did it, but I know the truth. It was my brother Ma Houde. Something didn't feel right after he came back from the Korean battlefield. He always said he heard dead people calling him. I have to lock him up for everyone's good..." Cheng Ye's hands began to tremble. Ma Houde? Grandma never mentioned having a younger brother. He quickly flipped through the diary, and each paragraph with more horrifying words jumped into his eyes: "October 3, 1987 Houde ran out again. This morning I found that all the rabbits in the cage were torn to pieces and their entrails were scattered on the floor. His mouth was full of blood, and he smiled at me and said that this would quiet the voice in his head..." "November 17, 1987 I saw it with my own eyes. After dark, he crawled on all fours like an animal, his body was covered with black hair, and his nails became long and sharp. He stalked those children, and then... God, I saw what he did..." Cheng Ye's breathing became rapid. The attic was suddenly surprisingly cold, and his white air condensed in the air. At this moment, he turned to the last page, and the writing on it was so scrawled that it was almost illegible: "On August 8, 1999, Xiaoye asked me today if the giant monkey really existed. I almost told him the truth: the giant monkey is in the attic of our house, chained. The doctor said that this madness will continue through the blood, and I noticed that Xiaoye has recently begun to sleepwalk, just like Hou De when he was a child. I must be more careful..." Cheng Ye's blood solidified. In 1999, when he was ten years old, his grandmother began to scare him with the giant monkey. And sleepwalking... He did have a period where he often woke up in the morning to find himself standing in the yard with mud on his feet. "No way..." He murmured to himself, but suddenly realized that he had started sleepwalking again in recent months. When he woke up in the apartment last month, he found that his hands were covered with mud and there were dark red traces between his fingernails. He thought they were paint... The sound of chains being dragged was heard from deep in the attic. Cheng Ye raised his head suddenly, and the beam of the flashlight shook violently. The sound came from behind the pile of debris in the innermost part of the attic. There was a small door there that he had never noticed before. The door was covered with faded yellow talisman paper. "Who... Who's there?" His voice was too dry to be his own. He was answered with a chuckle, as harsh as fingernails scraping glass. "Xiaoye... Is that you?" A hoarse voice came from behind the door, "I'm uncle... Your grandma is gone, no one will tell you the story of the big horse monkey now, right? Let me tell you a new one..." Cheng Ye staggered back and knocked over the camphor box. The diary was scattered on the ground, revealing a page he hadn't noticed just now: "Houde said it was not his fault, but the voice in his blood ordered him to do that. Men in our family are like this, first suffering from insomnia, then hearing hallucinations, and finally turning into monsters... Ono has been waking up in the middle of the night recently, saying that he heard someone calling his name..." The iron chain behind the door rattled, and something was hitting the thin door hard. Cheng Ye wanted to run, but his legs felt like they were rooted to the ground and couldn't move. The moment the door panel cracked, he saw the hand stretched out from the gap - covered with thick black hair, with long and sharp nails, like the claws of a beast. The most horrifying thing was that he found that he felt strangely familiar with that hand. It's like seeing it in the mirror countless times. Okay, I will create a suspenseful story about the weird experience of sharing a house based on the content you provided. In order to make the story more exciting, I will first plan some basic plot directions. Please check if the following content meets your expectations. If you have other ideas, feel free to suggest them and I'll adjust them. ② "Last Day Clearance Sale" played repeatedly on the loudspeaker of the wholesale market. Zhang Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead, folded the last few T-shirts and put them in plastic bags. This is his last business of the day. The customer is a student from a nearby university and bought ten cultural shirts for club activities. "Boss, are you coming again tomorrow?" The student asked. "Come, rain or shine." Zhang Wei replied with a smile, but in his mind he wanted to close the stall and go back. Ever since he rented that cheap house last month, he always wanted to go home early, although he didn't understand why. He saw the house online in the same city, with two bedrooms and one living room, one deposit and three deposits, the monthly rent is only 1,500, and it comes with a full set of brand-name appliances. On the day of the viewing, he could hardly believe his eyes - the kitchen with marble countertops, the leather sofa, and the brand new LCD TV hanging on the wall. What surprised him even more was his roommate, a young girl named Gu Xiaoshuang, whose skin was almost transparent and she spoke softly. "I don't have a regular schedule, which may disturb you." When signing the contract, Gu Xiaoshuang lowered her head and said, her long hair hanging down to cover half of her face, "If you mind..." "No, no, no!" Zhang Wei waved his hands quickly, thinking that with such a cheap house, it would not matter if his roommate was a night owl. Thinking about it now, I was really blinded by the bargain at that time. When Zhang Wei took out the key and opened the door, the room was dark. He looked at his watch. At half past nine in the evening, Gu Xiaoshuang should not have come back yet. She was always like this, going out before dawn and coming back late at night. Sometimes he wouldn't even see her for several days in a row. Turning on the light, Zhang Wei put the packed fried noodles on the coffee table and suddenly noticed a scarf hanging on the armrest of the sofa - a pure white cashmere scarf with a few drops of dark red on it. Zhang Wei frowned and reached out to touch it. It felt sticky, like blood that had not yet dried. "You're back." A voice came from behind, and Zhang Wei almost jumped in fright. Gu Xiaoshuang stood at the door at some point, wearing the beige windbreaker she often wore, her face paler than usual. "Ah, yes, I just came back." Zhang Wei put the scarf back, "Have you had dinner? I brought fried noodles, do you want to come with me..." "No, thank you." Gu Xiaoshuang walked over quickly and grabbed the scarf, "I'm very tired today, so I'll rest first." She turned and walked towards her room. Zhang Wei noticed that her steps were staggering, her left hand was pressed on the right side of her abdomen, and there was a patch on the hem of her windbreaker that was darker than the rest. "Are you injured?" Zhang Wei asked subconsciously. Gu Xiaoshuang's back stiffened. "No, it's just that... My period is here." After saying that, she closed the door. Zhang Wei stood there, always feeling that something was wrong. Will menstruation get on the scarf? And the color... Was too dark, not like fresh blood. He shook his head and told himself not to think too much. While turning on the TV and eating, his eyes always glanced at Gu Xiaoshuang's door. That door has always been closed. It has been a month since he moved here and he has never entered it once. The next morning, Zhang Wei was awakened by a rustling sound. Through the crack in the door, he saw Gu Xiaoshuang walking towards the door quietly, holding a black garbage bag in her hand, which was bulging and looked heavy. After she went out, Zhang Wei followed her out by mistake. Gu Xiaoshuang walked very quickly and went straight to the garbage station at the back door of the community. There were several large trash cans there. Gu Xiaoshuang looked around and made sure no one was there before throwing the black bag into the red trash can marked "medical waste." Medical waste? Zhang Wei hid behind the tree, his heartbeat racing. What does Gu Xiaoshuang do? She never mentioned it. In the next few days, Zhang Wei began to observe Gu Xiaoshuang intentionally or unintentionally. He noticed several strange things: first, Gu Xiaoshuang's room was always locked, and once he pretended to accidentally touch the door handle, which was as cold as touching ice; second, she never ate the food he cooked, not even touching the fruit; third, whenever the moon was full, Gu Xiaoshuang would not be at home all night. The strangest thing was that last Wednesday, Zhang Wei got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and heard a movement in the kitchen. He walked over quietly and saw Gu Xiaoshuang standing in front of the refrigerator with her back to him, holding a blood bag in her hand, tearing open the package with her teeth and greedily sucking the liquid inside. Zhang Wei was so frightened that he almost screamed and quickly retreated to the room, not daring to close his eyes all night. The next morning, he plucked up the courage to open the refrigerator and found several bags of blood labeled with the name of the hospital, type O, the same blood type as his, placed at the bottom of the fresh-keeping layer. After that day, Zhang Wei decided to investigate Gu Xiaoshuang. Taking advantage of her going out late at night again, he opened her room with the spare key. What hit him was the pungent smell of disinfectant, mixed with some kind of rotten smell. The room was surprisingly tidy, and there wasn't even a wrinkle on the bed, as if no one had slept there. Zhang Wei opened the closet, which was filled with beige and white clothes. There was a small locked box at the bottom. There was a medical record on the desk. Zhang Wei opened it and it read, "Gu Xiaoshuang, 25 years old, a porphyria patient who needs regular blood transfusions..." Porphyria? Zhang Wei checked it on his mobile phone and his face turned pale instantly - this is a rare blood disease. Patients will be photophobic and anemic. In severe cases, they may even need blood transfusions. In ancient times, it was called "vampire disease". Underneath the medical record was a photo of two girls. Zhang Wei carefully identified them and recognized that one of them was Gu Xiaoshuang, and the other looked very similar to her and should be a sister. The back of the photo says "Xiaoyu and Xiaoshuang will be together forever." Light rain? Zhang Wei suddenly remembered that when he signed the contract, the name on Gu Xiaoshuang's ID card seemed to be... Gu Xiaoyu? He was about to continue rummaging when the sound of a key turning suddenly came from outside the door. Zhang Wei hurriedly put the things back where they were, and as soon as he rushed out of the room, he bumped into Gu Xiaoshuang who was returning home. "What are you doing?" Gu Xiaoshuang's eyes were shining strangely in the darkness. "I... I heard a noise and thought there was a burglar..." Zhang Wei stammered. Gu Xiaoshuang stared at him for a long time and suddenly smiled: "Zhang Wei, did you know? You look a lot like my sister's fiancé." "Your sister?" "Gu Xiaoshuang, my sister." She said softly, "She died in a car accident a year ago. I am Gu Xiaoyu." Zhang Wei's blood seemed to have solidified. He looked at the woman in front of him who called herself Gu Xiaoyu, and suddenly noticed a long scar on her neck, like... A suture mark. "You... Who are you?" Zhang Wei took a few steps back and pressed his back against the wall. Gu Xiaoyu did not answer, but took out a scalpel from his pocket, which shone coldly in the moonlight: "My sister's last words before she died were 'I really want to see him again'... Do you know who the 'him' she was talking about was?" Zhang Wei turned around and wanted to run, but felt a sharp pain coming from the back of his neck. Before losing consciousness, he heard Gu Xiaoyu whisper in his ear: "Don't be afraid, you will be with us forever soon..."

60 诡 After My Strange Recovery, I Am Wonderful Both as a Person and as a Ghost Zhou Zhou Ke'erMystery147k WordsOngoing 3Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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No cp, the heroine has a vest and will turn into a ghost during the blood moon

61 开 It's Not Too Much to Lie to an Evil God as Your Husband at the Beginning, Right? Four Taels of Rice800k WordsCompleted 44.1kReads9.5Score9.8kShelves

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They are both strong characters, and the plot is also very good. It is a bit funny and I recommend you to watch it.

65 我 I’m Meng Po, So Why Are You Asking Me to Examine a Corpse? Fat FifteenMystery1.0M WordsCompleted 5.2kReads8.6Score775Shelves

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I, the dignified Naihe Meng Po, was brought here for autopsy. I have something to say...

66 我 Could I Really Get Canceled in a Rules-Based Horror Game? Xi YaoMystery2.2M WordsOngoing 76.9kReads9.6Score10.3kShelves

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The Ultimate Guide to the Feast of Rules and Ghost Stories! 13 High-scoring masterpieces that will take you into the abyss of suspense. Each one will make your scalp numb and unable to stop! 💥 Must-read list, in-depth recommendations by genre 💥1. A suspenseful fantasy that hits the abyss of human nature, "Rule Strange Story: My Family Is Abnormal" (9.4 Points) When family members become puzzles, eating and chatting can be fatal! A high-scoring masterpiece witnessed by 130,000 people, with layers of twists and turns, and an ending that is more suffocating than terrifying - can you bear the price of the truth? 2. The pinnacle of strategic survival, rules are weapons "I Can Make Perfect Utilization of Rules" (9.7 Points) The ultimate game in the copy mode! The protagonist transforms into a master of rules and uses his IQ to crush the weird. 257,000 People are crazy to follow the update - watch him step by step in the bloody hospital and weird classroom, this is the real "King of Survival"! 3. Brain-blasting original weird stories that subvert cognition "I asked you to write an essay, and you write the weird rules?" (8.4 Points) When the title of the essay becomes a life-or-death situation, the protagonist is forced to create a world of ghost stories! A masterpiece of short stories that 11,000 people are addicted to. Every word is a trap. Do you dare to take on the role of the protagonist and challenge your imagination? 4. A dark fairy tale rhapsody, the rebirth of childhood nightmares "Infinite: Welcome to the Dark Fairy Tale World" (9.5 Points) Serialized! Little Red Riding Hood takes revenge with a chainsaw, Snow White imprisons the prince... A terrifying reconstruction that is followed by 100,000 people, the boundary between fairy tales and reality is completely broken, are you ready for a reversal that subverts three concepts? 💥 High-energy serialization, continuous brain-burning 💥 "Horror Animation Weird Tales: Starting from Bikini Castle" (9.0 Points) There is flesh and blood hidden behind SpongeBob's smile, and Patrick's tentacles swallow reality! The visual impact of 68,000 people, the swallowing game of the animation world and reality, is being updated every week, and the suspense never drops! "Dark Fairy Tale: I Am Little Red Riding Hood" (9.5 Points) The rebirth of crazy Little Red Riding Hood, the death of grandmother is just the beginning! 9.5 Points high score serialization, dark aesthetics and bloody revenge, unlock new chapters every week, the ultimate feast for fairy tale fans 💥 Campus/realistic horror, close to your fears! 💥"Strange Tales of Campus Rules: Please Live" (Exquisite short story! Weird rules of night self-study, missing classmates, sealed files... Strange stories on campus verified by 3206 people, a must-read for student parties! Real campus scenes + step-by-step thrilling puzzle solving, a strong sense of substitution! "Strange Tales of Rules: Escape from Deathly Silence Gou Xiong Ling" (6.8 Points) Bear Big Bear II of Gou Xiong Ridge disappears, and weird laughter comes from the depths of the forest! Animation spin-off masterpiece, 20,000 people are amazed at the brain-burning ending. When childhood memories become a death game, can you still escape? 💥 Rebels and geniuses, alternative survival rules 💥 "Rule Weird Tales: I Choose Rebellion" (9.6 Points) When the rules become shackles, the protagonist chooses to "break everything"! The rebellious way of survival in a strange world is the real cool story! "Rule Weird Story: The starting talent is forbidden to lie" (8.8 Points) Honesty is a curse! The protagonist is forced to tell the truth, but it triggers a chain of deaths! Every "truth" is a knife, which burns the brain to the point of numbness! Extreme reversals, forbidden emotions and death predictions are all covered: suspense, copy, dark fairy tales, emotions, animation derivatives... There is always one to prick your fear! Reversal density: at least 3 plot reversals in each part, you will never guess the ending! Survival challenge: the protagonist's IQ is online, strategy and courage are both exciting to watch! 🔥 Real feedback from readers 🔥 ""I Can Use the Rules Perfectly" made me stay up until early in the morning and didn't dare to turn off the lights to sleep!" "Every chapter of "Dark Fairy Tale" is like watching a horror movie, my scalp is numb!" "The emotional tricks of "Taking Care of My Girlfriend" are more chilling than terrifying..." Read now to unlock the fatal temptation of the world of rules! If you are a suspense fan, you must read "My Family Is Abnormal"! If you like strategy, you can join "Writing Stories" to subvert your occult hobby! If you don't collect these 13 movies, your life will be in vain! They cover all genres: suspense, copy, dark fairy tale, campus, emotion, animation derivatives... There is always one that will hit your fear point! Reversal density: there are at least 3 plot reversals in each movie, and you will never guess the ending! Survival challenge: The protagonist's IQ is online, strategy and courage coexist, and you will be excited to watch it! Real feedback from readers 🔥 ""I Can Make Perfect Use of the Rules" made me stay up until the early hours of the morning, afraid to turn off the lights and sleep!" "Every chapter of "Dark Fairy Tale" is like watching a horror movie, my scalp is numb!" "The emotional tricks of "Taking Care of My Girlfriend" are more chilling than terrifying..." Read now to unlock the fatal temptation of the world of rules! If you are a suspense fan, you must read "My Family Is Abnormal"! Like strategy? "I Can Use the Rules Perfectly" is waiting for you. Fight! Come to "Writing Essays and Strange Tales" to subvert your cognition! If you don't collect these 13 books, your life will be in vain! Click to add them to your bookshelf and fall into the abyss of rules together! The super long copy and in-depth analysis of the highlights of each book will make you dare not turn off the lights tonight! **(Tip: Please keep the lighting sufficient when reading to prevent your heartbeat from going too fast) Click to add text now 💥7.6 Points)

76 这 This Spirit Medium Is a Little Bit Wild Asking the Cold Wind in a Light RainMystery589k WordsCompleted 11.1kReads8.3Score958Shelves

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These books are all very interesting, and the characters are all colluding. Four of them are written by the same author. The author is very nice and has good writing skills.

78 我 I Said There Were No Gods Tonight, So the Gods Fell Ji NanyiUrban415k WordsCompleted 37.5kReads9.6Score4.9kShelves

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Very beautiful, highly recommended

82 灵 Soul Ferry: The Last Corpse Collector in the World Ye WushengMystery4.5M WordsOngoing 125.4kReads5.8Score8.2kShelves

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It scares me to pee in the middle of the night