Does anyone have short ghost stories? The scarier the better. Don’t copy people’s stories. I’ve read all the ones on Baidu Zhizhi.

, Wooden Man

School life is very boring. In order to escape this boredom, I got stuck in it. Spend the day reading idle books in the study room or wandering around the campus.

One day I found a wooden man on the table in the study room.

That was a wooden man who suddenly appeared. When I went to the empty classroom to occupy a seat alone, it was on the podium.

What a strange thing, with a smile on its face, as if calling me over. I picked it up unconsciously. It was a full-length statue of a middle-aged man with a featureless face. It was heavy and a little moist. No matter from which angle you looked at it, it was not a flattering thing. . But I just felt like I was possessed. I couldn't put it down when I picked it up.

I took it back to the dormitory and placed it on the top shelf of the bookshelf.

I think I once said that I have a roommate named Abiao who is very interested in supernatural beings. He couldn’t stop looking at the wooden man that night.

He said to me: "There's something wrong with this thing. For your health, you shouldn't put it here." I asked him what was wrong, but he couldn't tell. At this time, the most knowledgeable fat man in our dormitory came in and said: "Huh? You have this too!"

"I saw a wooden man on the road yesterday, similar to this one, but let others pick it up first. Let’s go.”

I asked: “Could it be this one?”

The fat man looked carefully and said, “No, what I saw was a female wooden figure. "

I was late for class the next day as usual. When I was approaching the teacher's door, I passed by a girl in red. She turned back and smiled at me. But her face became a double image in front of my eyes, and I could only vaguely feel that her face was very white and her lips were bright red.

I quickly rubbed my eyes and looked again. A red shadow slipped into the classroom next door.

Originally, I was supposed to fall asleep in the first class as usual, but I was disturbed by waves of strange singing that kept me awake. After poking at the fat man next to me, I asked: "Tell me, what class is taking place next door? They are singing so loudly." The fat man looked unhappy and scolded me in a low voice: "You are crazy, how can there be any singing!" I was sleeping soundly, but you wanted to disturb me."

No singing? I could hear it clearly. It was indeed the sound coming from next door. A voice I don’t know if it was a man or a woman was singing in a low voice. It gave me a headache. "There is indeed singing. Listen carefully."

Before Fatty could answer, I was interrupted by the voice next door. It was almost the most frightening voice anyone in a classroom could make. Our teacher was also frightened and kept asking, "What's going on?"

I was sitting right next to the door, so I immediately stood up and said loudly: "I'll go take a look."

Many people rushed out from next door, and the big classroom suddenly became empty. When I entered, there was only a dark figure in the last row.

"What's wrong, classmate?" I walked over slowly and asked.

The air seemed to have solidified, and the atmosphere was so depressing that when I was two or three meters away from that person, I no longer wanted to walk past him.

There was a swishing sound under my feet.

It’s blood.

Dark red blood with black streaks flowed from the body lying on the desk to my feet, and the fishy smell hit my face.

That was a girl. This was the only thing I could tell. I didn’t have the courage to walk over, but then she moved, which was obvious. I felt that I should do something, so I walked around the blood as much as possible and helped her up.

"Classmate..." When I saw her face, my head buzzed, and my whole body felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured on it.

What kind of face is that? Even Sadako seems to be a little prettier than her. Even today when I sit in front of the computer and recall that time, I don’t have the courage to describe it. I can only say, It was the face of a dead person, because no living person could have such an expression of extreme fear and yet still show a strange smile.

When I saw her stiff expression, nostrils, and the blood still oozing from her eyes, I was so horrified that I didn't know what to do. After two or three seconds, the first reaction was to run away. Yes, leave immediately. This place should be left to the public security bureau.

At this time I actually saw the wooden man.

On the table in front of the dead girl, there was a wooden figure, the same color and size as the one I picked up, with the same weird smile.

It was a female wooden figure, but its face looked so familiar.

While thinking, he lowered his head again. It was her. The wooden figure's face was exactly the same as that of the dead girl.

Even the hint of blackness visible on the eyebrows is clearly visible on the wooden man's face.

Two, the smell of blood

In the evening, everyone discussed what happened during the day as usual. The fat man said: "How did that girl die in the classroom? Many people said she was possessed. I asked A Biao: "Is this figure poisoned to death?" A Biao said nothing and glanced at my wooden figure several times.

"You'd better throw it away." He said.

I said yes, tomorrow.

Abiao told me seriously: "Throw it away today.

”

I looked at his and other people’s expressions, then picked up the wooden man, opened the window and threw it down.

Our dormitory is on the fourth floor, and there is a garbage dump below.

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I seemed to hear a muffled sound

The next day was Sunday. When I woke up in the morning, my brothers had not gotten up. After stretching, I was stunned. .

Across the way, on top of the bookshelf, the wooden man was smiling at me.

“Abiao! I tried my best to wake him up: "Look, that wooden man is back again!" "

As soon as Abiao opened his eyes and saw the wooden man in my hand, he was speechless for a long time.

"What should I do? "

While I was talking to him, the most timid prawn in the room shouted: "Look, that wooden man looks so much like a little wolf!" "

How is that possible? He was obviously a middle-aged man.

I was about to argue, but the wooden man was right in front of me, and for a moment I was dumbfounded.

Then The wooden man's face has really changed. Not only has he turned into a young man, but he also looks three to four times like me.

Oh my God!

Abiao asked me to get a fight. Bring the basin of water and put the wooden man in.

As soon as we put it in, smelly black mucus oozed from the wooden man’s body. After the bubbling, the basin of water gradually turned dark red. , exactly the same as the dead girl’s blood. “It’s over, this is a very powerful evil spirit. "Abiao said, "I have no way to deal with him, little wolf, just ask for your blessings. ”

Having said that, Abiao still went out in the afternoon. I knew he was going to look up books and find a solution, because before going out, he repeatedly told me to wait for him in the dormitory. Don't take any action when you come back.

I am very touched to have such a friend, but I am also very scared. I don't know what it is, secretly trying to suck my life.

The fat man didn’t study in the dormitory and stayed with me. We were all terrified, but nothing happened that night. However, Abiao didn’t call their home and he didn’t come home at all. /p>

I became anxious and tried various ways to find him. Later, Heizi, who stayed in the dormitory, told us that the hospital called and Abiao was there.

It was a car accident and he was not there yet. Regaining consciousness.

The people at the hospital gave me a piece of paper that Abiao was still holding tightly when he was brought in. It seemed to be a strip torn from a book, with only one sentence on it. : "One early morning, I picked up a wooden man. "

"Did he say anything else? "I asked the nurse.

"He? He kept saying "pass on", "pass on", asking us to pass this note to someone. Fortunately, he wrote your name on the back of the note, otherwise I wouldn't know who to give it to. ”

I called Fatty and they didn’t need to accompany me. They went to the library alone. Teacher Li in the library was always enthusiastic about me. It didn’t take much for me to know which books A Biao read yesterday. I looked through the books desperately, but the contents disappointed me.

Teacher Li looked at me and said kindly: "Isn't it difficult to find?" By the way, classmate Li Biao was looking through the old bookshelf in the corner for a long time yesterday! "

I asked the teacher what kind of books were on the old bookshelf.

She said: "They are all old books. They are in a mess. Some of them were copied from homes during the Cultural Revolution. Originally, It should have been dealt with a long time ago, but I still feel a bit pity that I have left it until now. If students want to read those books, they can just grab them without leaving any records. ”

As expected, they were all old books, including “an embroidered shoe” in the manuscript. I was sighing at the teacher’s interest in collecting tatters, when I suddenly discovered that the book in the hand of the girl next to me seemed to be missing a piece.< /p>

“Classmate, can you show me that book? "

The girl raised her head and said with a smile: "You also like to read this kind of book? ”

I said: “Just take a look.” She handed the book into my hand and said, "Read it, but remember to return it to me after reading it. I have a very important use for it." "

The book is called "Strange Tales". The note in Abiao's hand was indeed cut from it with a carving knife.

It was an article called "The Legend of the Immortal" A strange story is recorded in the first person. The sentence "One morning, I picked up a wooden man" is the beginning of the story.

The story is about a girl who picked up a wooden man. , thus discovering the story of an immortal secret.

“Every twelve years, twelve wooden figures of different shapes appear on campus. If anyone picks them back, the wooden figures will gradually turn into His appearance, when the wooden man becomes exactly the same as the person who picked him up, the evil spirit in the wooden man will kill this man and dedicate his life to his master. And the evil master will use the power of the lives of these twelve people to continue living in the world. ”

The story continues to develop, and ten people have died on campus.

While the helpless heroine was waiting to die, her boyfriend died, and she packed up his belongings Only then did she discover that her boyfriend had secretly taken away the wooden figure behind her back. The book said: "It turns out that the only way to break the spell is to throw it to someone else."

"Just when I thought all this nightmare was over, my good friend also picked up a wooden man."

When I saw this, the story was gone. The page number also breaks here, and the story should have ended in one paragraph.

The girl opposite asked me in a sweet voice: "Have you finished reading? It turns out you are also interested in wooden figures."

I nodded and returned the book. She put it into her bag, told me her name was Xiaotao, and asked me if I wanted to go with her.

She is a beautiful girl and I don’t want to refuse her at all.

We naturally talked about wooden people. Xiao Tao said: "Have you read that story? Every twelve years, eleven people die in the school. From the last year marked in that story to this year, it is exactly twelve years. And I...and I unfortunately also I picked one up."

I comforted her and said: "There will be a way." Xiaotao smiled very wisely. When we broke up, her face was pale, and her thin figure disappeared after seeing me walking far away. In front of the dormitory building.

Three, the Legend of Immortality

I have been thinking about Xiao Tao’s words.

"Every twelve years, eleven people die in the school." Why eleven?

There was one thing I had to figure out, so after going around in a circle, I went to the library again.

No, someone tore off the last page of this story. The traces don’t look old. Is it Abiao? I went to Teacher Li and asked her if anyone else was interested in those old books recently. "Li Biao, you and the girl who just walked with you disappeared."

I thanked her and heard her say to another teacher: "It's strange to say, A box of our collection was missing for no apparent reason."

My heart moved, so I walked over and asked, "What collection is it?"

Teacher Li said, "It's a wooden man." ! It’s a box of wooden figures. Someone sent it to me when our school was built. The wood is very heavy and seems to be quite expensive.”

I said, “Why have I never seen it displayed? ?"

Another teacher I know said: "Don't mention it, I heard that the wooden man is quite evil."

I looked surprised: "What's going on? ”

Teacher Zhao was probably moved by my expression, and then said: “Those things were displayed in the exhibition room of the library for a while more than ten years ago, and then they were lost. It was the most evil year in our school. Eleven people died in one fell swoop. A few years later, someone discovered the twelve wooden figures in the woods in front of the library. At first, everyone didn’t know what was going on, so they pretended again. After a while, someone discovered that those wooden figures were no longer the original ones."

Teacher Li was also puzzled and said, "What do you mean?"

"Because the wooden figures have all changed! Each one has a different look, and they look exactly like the eleven students and teachers who died in our school."

What I want to know most is: "Aren't there twelve wooden men? Isn't there another one that has not changed?"

Teacher Zhao said: "They have all changed, but that wooden man became That girl is not dead, I have seen her alive and well."

I asked: "Who is she and where does she live?"

Teacher Zhao thought for a moment: "I forgot, her name was...I couldn't remember it all at once."

I met Xiao Tao again at the door of the library.

"We met twice in one day, so we are destined." I said jokingly, but her expression was not good, and she looked at me blankly. I asked her: "What's wrong?" She immediately threw herself into my arms, her tears like broken beads.

She said: "I'm going to die, I know I must die."

The two of us walked into the woods, and she took out a wooden man from her schoolbag.

It was a wooden man who looked like a girl, and the features between his brows and eyes looked almost like hers. "Aren't we going to die if we look more and more like each other?"

She looked at me with such tearful eyes that even a solid person would be shaken, not to mention that I am a soft-hearted fool. I comforted her and said, "No, you can throw it away." She said, "How can I let others bear my misfortune?"

I was moved by these words, and I said: "Give it to me."

She was stunned and said, "What should you do?"

I said, "I have a way, I won't die."< /p>

She said: "Will you give it to others?"

I said: "Don't worry, there will always be one immortal among these twelve people." She When she asked me why, I told her Teacher Zhao’s story. Xiaotao seemed relieved. She handed the wooden figure to me, and then asked me to take her home. But this time, as soon as she said goodbye, she hurried upstairs. What a soft-hearted girl, I should leave quickly so that she doesn’t regret it and have to bear this fate herself.

Abiao hasn’t woken up yet. The brothers didn't have time to see him either, because a senior on the same floor as ours died, and everyone was busy packing his things and contacting his family. I asked the fat man: "How did the senior die?" The fat man remained silent.

On the contrary, Ziqiang said: "I heard that his death was very evil.

"

I still wanted to ask, but Fatty interrupted him: "Zi Qiang, you've been away for the past few days, and Xiaolang has also encountered trouble, so please stop being alarmist. "Zi Qiang looked at me, his throat moved, as if he had swallowed what he wanted to say.

I know Fatty is doing it for my own good, but there are some things that must be faced, and I don't want to be so young. That's it. I knew Ziqiang was from the student union, so I went to the office to find him. He was a little surprised when he saw me coming: "Xiaolang, why are you here looking for me?" Don’t you always hate dealing with cadres? I said this was an extraordinary period, and then I pulled him over and asked, "Ziqiang, tell me honestly, how many people have died in our school recently?" "

He said: "Including Teacher Zhao from the library, there are eleven eleven. "

I was stunned, and Ziqiang said: "You must be busy with something these days, and you didn't even read the school newspaper. So many people died, and everyone has a headache." ”

I asked: “Have you seen the wooden man?”

Zi Qiang said: "I heard about it. It's a very evil wooden man. Many of my classmates who died recently have picked it up." I heard that you also picked it up. Will you die if you pick it up? "I didn't know how to answer him. Ziqiang sighed and said, "Fortunately, this is all speculation. I also picked it up, but it's okay! ”

I was shocked: “What?” Did you pick it up too?

Zi Qiang nodded and said, "Yes, on my way back to school yesterday, I picked up a strange wooden man." ”

“But I lost it. ”

I quickly asked: “How did you lose it?” "

Zi Qiang said: "When I passed the small forest in front of the library, a girl came towards me. She was so strong that she broke my schoolbag strap. The wooden man seemed to be from that time. It fell into the grass and I didn't look for it. "

I asked: "Where is that girl? "

"I ran away after the collision. I ran so fast. "

I feel like a thief.

On the table in the study room are those two wooden figures, both of them are laughing at me strangely. Yes, this crazy guy like me is... Waiting for someone to pick them up and take them away with death.

But for a long time, the students came in and out, but no one touched the two wooden figures, as if they knew they were ominous.

It’s noon. I don’t know whether it’s comfort or disappointment. From a distance, I can see the face of the wooden man who looks like me getting clearer and clearer. The weird smile on his face is getting more and more scary. I’m afraid. Is it still afraid of me?

At this time, a classmate actually walked in. Judging from the appearance and temperament, he seemed to be a junior student who was one year younger than us, but he looked like he wanted to occupy a seat. When he reached the wooden man, he looked surprised and stretched out his hand...

"Wait! "I never thought that my voice would be so loud. This roar almost scared me.

The junior was even more frightened: "I...you..."

I rushed over at a sprint speed of 100 meters and hugged the two wooden figures in my arms, then smiled friendlyly: "Sorry, this is mine. "The junior was surprised at first, but then he looked sympathetic and patted me on the shoulder: "I understand, please be more open-minded. "

I was about to nod, but shook my head again.

He then said: "Xiaoyan's death is not your fault. "

I asked him blankly what he meant and who was Xiaoyan, and then he said in a tone that was even more surprised than me: "You don't know? Then how come you have a wooden statue of her, and it’s so lifelike! ”

I was stunned again, and then I didn’t know what I said, so I ran back to the dormitory.

There were only fat people in the dormitory. Besides expressing concern and sympathy for me, the fat people just complained.

“Fuck! I heard him somersaulting on the bunk and yelling: "If I had the ability, I would set fire to this fucking school!" "

Oh, oh? I finally know the feeling of enlightenment.

"Fat man! "I rolled over on his bunk and shouted, "Do you have a lighter? ”

He threw it to me: “It’s new, it’s very hot, please be careful with it.” ”

“Fat man! Where can I buy gasoline? "

"What are you going to do at the hardware store at the school gate? "

I rushed out in one breath, but the fat man behind me was still shouting: "Little Wolf! Just relax, I'm just talking! Me, I love learning! ”

Four, Twelfth

I found an uninhabited corner at the construction site outside the school. There were no messy combustibles around.

Use a belt After collecting the tools and materials, I easily dug a shallow hole, built a wooden shelf on it, and arranged the two wooden dolls in this way.

A figure came over, and no one here should notice it.

When I saw clearly that it was Xiao Tao, I breathed a sigh of relief and became nervous.

I said: " Xiaotao, don't come here! ”

She saw me holding up the lighter and lighting a wooden stick. The bright fire made my face burn hot.

Xiao Tao didn’t dare to move, but she just looked sad with her eyes. Begged me: "What do you want to do?" Please don't do anything stupid! I smiled and said, "No, Xiaotao, I won't do anything stupid. I just want to burn these two things before sunset."

Xiao Tao said: "No, you will be in danger if you do this. Put it down, put it down, I have something to say to you!" I've discovered a way to not die! You have to believe me! "I interrupted her wails and lit the firewood fiercely.

Xiao Tao yelled and rushed over, but I moved faster. I poured gasoline from top to bottom and it was really easy to burn. The two wooden figures instantly turned into two fireballs, making a popping sound, accompanied by bursts of stench.

Xiao Tao seemed to be frightened and collapsed on the ground. She tried to crawl over, but. The fire is too strong.

“Nothing is immortal, you should enjoy death. "I stood in a safe place and said to her.

Xiao Tao gasped for life, as if she would lose air soon. She shouted hoarsely: "How...do you know? "

I said: "Xiao Tao, your target is me, I am your twelfth person, right? "

She lowered her head, noncommittal.

"You have been using these twelve wooden men to achieve immortality. You awaken the evil spirits in their bodies and ask them to kill twelve people for you to ensure that you can continue to live with youth and life. The only flaw in this matter is the twelfth person. I originally didn’t understand why there were twelve puppets, but only eleven people died, until I heard what Teacher Zhao said and knew about the wooden man you made a mystery to me. In fact, it was the image of another girl who had just died. Only then did I realize that you were using that wooden figure to hide your true identity. Xiaotao, you died twelve years ago, and you were the twelfth person back then! "

"Twelve years ago, on the surface, eleven people died, but in fact, the twelfth person also died. She is the owner of the body you are using now. That book A friend of the author of the book. I think your name must appear on the last page of that book, so you have to tear it up. You kill the twelfth person, possess her body, and use her image and identity to continue living. Twelve years later, return to this school to find the next scapegoat for you to possess.

Xiao Tao moved her mouth and asked me in a low voice when I started to doubt her. I said: "You showed your flaws the first time you chatted with me. You said that every twelve years in school Eleven people will die. But that story was not mentioned in the first few pages! So later I thought that since you knew this, you must have read something that I didn't read. The most likely thing was the last page of the story. From then on, I knew that you tore out the last page, but I I don't doubt you, because I don't know why you tore it off. It wasn't until a few more things happened that I completely connected you with the wooden man. ”

“Actually, I should have figured it out a long time ago. Since only three people have read that book, and Abiao and I will never tear out the last page, then Xiaotao, it must be you.” . You were afraid that the contents of that book would be seen by me, so you found the book before me and thought of a way to prevent Abiao from getting into a car accident. It was you who tore up the first sentence of the story and stuffed it into A Biao's hands, in order to make me misunderstand what he meant. "

"What Abiao really wanted to tell me was only one word: "burn". He told me to burn the wooden man. And with your note, this word was understood by the nurse as 'By the way', if it weren't for an accident, I wouldn't have thought of what A Biao said. "

"You originally wanted to kill Zi Qiang, but I accidentally told you what Teacher Zhao said. You are worried that she will remember your name or recognize you, so you find an opportunity to take back the wooden figure from Ziqiang and let Teacher Zhao pick it up and kill her."

Xiao Tao's face at this time! , I couldn't bear to watch it at first. She was stunned for a long time before she said: "Yes, I used that wooden man to kill Teacher Zhao. There is a process for wooden men to kill people. They must slowly become like that person. Okay. But I couldn't wait, I was afraid that she would ruin my plan, so I used a spell to kill her within an hour. But this spell comes at a cost, that wooden man must absorb other wooden men. It absorbs the power of a wooden person like you, so you die slower, otherwise you would be dead now."

Then it was Teacher Zhao who saved me.

Xiao Tao's body began to decay rapidly, but she still said: "I thought I was immortal. I repeat this thing every twelve years, changing identities and lives. Yes, you were originally the twelfth person I chose. I originally planned to use your body to live for another twelve years. But after my twelfth wooden person was burned, I could no longer complete the process of immortality. My life, along with all the wooden figures, will turn into ashes without any ability."

She said, looking at the wooden figures in the fire in intoxication, as if they were burning. The ugly things are all she has.

She said: "I can only use the wooden man. Without the wooden man's resurrection every twelve years, I would be just like an ordinary person. With my ability, I can't even kill your classmate A Biao, at most It was just pushing him towards the car behind him."

The fire became more and more intense, and to me, it seemed like another sun.

Ending, no immortality

Xiao Tao’s lips fell off, revealing a set of white teeth, so weird and disgusting, she made an expression that seemed to be a smile, and then said: "You are so smart. I never thought I would end up here. But there is one thing you guessed wrong."

She smiled so proudly: "The author of that story is actually me. !"

"The ending of the story is that the heroine became prejudiced against life because of the tragic death of her boyfriend. She took it upon herself to steal the last wooden man from her friend, so she became the twelfth one. "If you read the last page, you will definitely find my name, Cheng Xiaotao." She smiled happily and said, "I wrote my story to relieve my boredom and look at myself." It was a glorious past, but in the end it became..."

She didn't say the last words, and turned into a piece of decayed bones.

Then I walked back in the firelight. Maybe people will find this strange scene tomorrow, and I am not going to explain it.

No more people will die.

I feel clear in my heart.

The phone rang, and when it was connected, it was Abiao’s voice: “Little Wolf, how are you?”

I said: “You’re still alive, everything is fine.”

Silent, he asked: "Where is the wooden man?"

I said: "No more, there is no more wooden man."

It's like there is no eternal life.

I heard Abiao laughing happily on the other end of the phone.

In front of me is the setting sun and behind me is the fireball.

I walk towards the light