"Don't talk anymore, I'm so scared!"

"You are also afraid of this. Listen to me to tell another story, you will feel that the story just now is not scary at all."

This was one night in 2003, in Haier Villa at the foot of Laoshan Mountain in Qingdao, a group of people were sitting in the private room of the restaurant and telling ghost stories. The one who said he was afraid was the office secretary Xiao Tang, and the one who wanted to tell a story was Xiao Gao, the driver and assistant of the chairman Lao Bi, who was a group of employees of a securities consulting company.

The person sitting in the middle was Lao Bi. Next to him was Feng Junzi, who was also a securities analyst of the company, but he was not based in Qingdao for a long time. This time, when he returned to the headquarters, Lao Bi pretended to be enthusiastic and took a group of people to Haier Villa for the weekend. After dinner, he was fine. Looking at the dark and gloomy night view outside the villa, I don’t know who took the lead in telling ghost stories. Ghost stories sounded scary, and the more I feared, the more I wanted to hear it. It was really interesting.

After Xiao Gao finished telling his more terrifying story, the two little girls Xiao Tang and Xiao Wang were scared to death. Feng Junzi looked at the appearance of these people and didn’t know whether they were bold or timid, so he decided to try them, so he spoke: “Actually, what scares ghost stories are not the story itself. The story can be made up by anyone. The real sense of fear comes from everyone’s inner feelings, especially the feeling when imagining the immersive feeling.”

"Teacher Feng, what is a truly terrifying ghost story?"

"Don't talk, listen quietly to the sound of the wind blowing outside the window, I'll tell you a story." Feng Junzi said deliberately with a gloomy face: "There was a group of people who closed the door and told ghost stories in their rooms at night. You should know that not only people like to listen to stories, but other things also like to listen to stories. When they hear these people tell their own stories, these things will come over and listen to them. - Don't look back, you can't see anything even if you have anything."

Feng Junzi said something and everyone was getting cold behind their backs, and no one dared to speak. The private room was quiet, and only the sound of the wind outside was ringing. Feng Junzi continued with a smile: "When these people were telling stories, they called those things, but the doors and windows were closed and they couldn't get in. At this time, these things were thinking about crawling in through the cracks between the windows. If you listen carefully to the "ziz" sound in the wind, you will find it. Unfortunately, they didn't know it at that time."

Feng Junzi saw that everyone was holding their breath and listening. He secretly put a coin under the chair with his right hand and secretly pointed it behind him. The coin made a harsh and crisp sound when touching the window glass. The sudden sound scared everyone to scream, as if it was a blowout.

"Teacher Feng, if you don't tell you this, it will scare people so much!" Everyone was shocked and laughed, and cursed.

"Okay, okay, don't scream," Xiao Gao said, "Teacher Feng is good at studying psychology. It's really scary, but has Teacher Feng seen a real ghost?"

"Of course there is no more. Have anyone ever seen it?"

Xiao Gao said: "Of course none of us have seen it, but we all know that there is a place, just in our Qingdao Jimo City." Jimo is a county-level city under Qingdao. Except for Feng Junzi, all of whom are here are from this place.

After Xiao Gao said this, the room that was noisy just now suddenly became quiet again. Someone interrupted: "Xiao Gao, don't say it again."

Feng Junzi suddenly became solemn when they saw their expressions suddenly became solemn. It seemed that everyone knew where Xiao Gao was talking about. From this, it can be seen that Xiao Gao was serious and was not joking. Feng Junzi's curiosity was hung up and chased Xiao Gao and asked, "What? Is there really such a place? You must tell me to go and have time to see it."
Chapter completed!