"How was it?" After telling the story, Xiaopeng looked at everyone proudly.

"Well...how should I put it, although things are quite weird, I still feel like it's not scary enough." Xiao Chu shook his head as he spoke.

The other three nodded together, indicating that Xiao Chu was right.

"Tsk, do you know that this is my real experience? Truth is important!" Xiaopeng said anxiously.

"What? I have had real horrific experiences." Xiao Chu said. Obviously, it was Xiao Chu's turn to start telling her story.

The following is Qin Yichu’s storyline:

There is an old banyan tree in the garden of my community. It is a tall and curved one.

Every day when I go home from outside, I pass by this banyan tree.

It happened on a weekend when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school.

That day, my relatives had dinner at a restaurant near my home. We had a lot of fun chatting and stayed up until very late. I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to come back to watch TV, so I quietly left alone and came back first.

So on the way into the community and back home, we must pass by this banyan tree.

But that night, something strange happened. When I was passing by a banyan tree, I looked up for some reason and saw that all the green leaves of the banyan tree turned purple.

I was so surprised why it turned purple. Then I thought about someone telling me before that purple trees symbolize the world after death. At that time, I wondered if I had entered hell by mistake?

I quickly closed my eyes, thinking it must be an illusion, and then I opened my eyes and found that the color of the leaves had changed again, this time to yellow.

The tree turned into a spirit! I had only one idea at the time, and then I was so frightened that I was taken into a different world from which I could never come back. I cried and ran back to the hotel desperately to tell the adults.

The adults all laughed at me after hearing what I said, which made me very unhappy. After the dinner, I took my parents to the banyan tree to confirm that I was right, but... there was indeed a normal one... just like usual.

The banyan tree stands there perfectly.

Then my parents said that I had watched too many cartoons and had strange thoughts. But I was sure that it was not an illusion.

And after that, the banyan tree never changed like this time...

The story is over.

"Well... I mean Xiao Chu..." Chen Xingying frowned after hearing the story, and then asked...

"You mentioned having dinner with relatives that day. Is it a special holiday?"

"Oh, remember this, it's National Day." Xiao Chu replied directly.

"That 80% chance is that part of the nearby National Day light show happened to hit the banyan tree in your neighborhood, and you were still young and could only see part of it. You happened to see the place where it was lit. It was purple light at first.

Then it switched to yellow light..."

The truth of the supernatural seemed to be solved by Chen Xingying...

"Huh? Is this really the case?" Xiao Chu asked in surprise with his eyes wide open.

"Hmm..." Everyone nodded and seemed to think so.

"What? Until now, I still feel that this is the most supernatural event that has ever happened to me." Xiao Chu said, feeling very lost.

"Hey, in the end, yours isn't that good either." Xiaopeng mocked.

Although he was very angry, Xiao Chu couldn't say anything for a while.

"Then whose turn is it next?" Xiao Chu asked angrily.

"Okay, let me say it first. I feel it would be better to end the story with Xiaoyu and the professor," Chen Xin replied.

"Oh! Sister Xiao Lin." Not only Xiao Chu, everyone is looking forward to what kind of scary stories Lin Chenxin can tell.

So Chen Xin straightened her posture and began to tell her story.

The following is Lin Chenxin’s horror story:

That was an incident I experienced when I was in junior high school. It wasn't many years ago, so I remember it very clearly.

My previous home was an old house, and I had lived here since my great-grandfather. So both the exterior and the interior had a sense of age. However, my parents also renovated it.

It was also a night during summer vacation just like now.

It should be said that it was more accurate to say that it was early in the morning. I didn't know why I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. I was very conscious, which caused me to toss and turn and couldn't fall asleep. I thought I might as well go to the toilet.

So I got up and looked at the clock. It was a few minutes after three o'clock.

On the way to the toilet, I passed by the living room and heard the faint sound of a woman crying.

I walked in the door and saw a woman sitting on the sofa with her hair disheveled and wearing white pajamas, crying.

I subconsciously thought my mom and dad were arguing again, so I sat here crying.

"Mom? What's wrong with you?" I called her, but there was no response.

Maybe I was in a mood so I didn't notice me calling her. I thought I'd go to the toilet first and come back.

But when I came back, I found that there was no one on the sofa in the living room.

Maybe I went back because I was tired. I thought so, but I don’t know why the strong pajamas suddenly hit me. So I thought I would talk about it tomorrow. So I went back to my bed, climbed down and fell asleep.

The next morning, when my mother came in to help me wake up and take care of some things before going to work, I asked.

"Mom, did you have a fight with dad yesterday, so you were sitting on the sofa in the living room crying?"

My mother looked surprised and said, "No, your dad didn't come back until very late at the company dinner yesterday. He came back and took a shower and went to bed."

"Ah? Then when I got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night last night, I saw a woman sitting on the sofa in the living room crying. Wasn't it you?"

I asked in surprise.

"You must be dreaming, how could such a thing happen?" My mother said and then went to work.

This incident scared me so much that from now on I hardly dared to get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom until we moved to a new home a year later.

Until recently, I heard from relatives that my great-aunt came back to my house because she was divorcing her cheating husband. She cried all day long and was not in good health. She finally got a serious illness and died in depression.

So I thought, could what I saw that day be the ghost of my great-aunt?

But now that my hometown has been demolished, there is no way to verify it.

The story is over.

"Well, this is the highest quality story I've heard so far." Xiaoyu nodded and said.

"Holy shit, Sister Xiaolin, have you really seen this thing?" Xiao Chu asked in surprise.

"Well, of course it's not impossible to explain it with an illusion. After all, it's hard to say whether people's consciousness is really awake when they wake up in the middle of the night."
Chapter completed!