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A truly supernatural phenomenon

The origin of the third table

I am a girl with long hair in a dormitory building of a university, 4 14. What is the concept of long hair? Sadako has seen you, right? It's that long My dormitory is very old. There is no bathroom in the dormitory. Toilets are located at both ends of each floor. I live on the fourth floor. It is said that a woman was hanged in the east toilet on this floor. ...

Ok, now I will tell you something I experienced some time ago.

One night, my sisters and I played mahjong in the dormitory. After winning 5 Jin of apples, I want to go to the toilet. So he ran to the east toilet. I shouldn't have gone to the east toilet so late, but I forgot when I was happy.

Was about to walk out of the toilet when the voice-activated induction lamp in the corridor suddenly went out. I stamped my foot, but the light didn't work. I think it's probably because the voice is too low, so I jumped up with my feet. With a heavy clap, the light came on.

Just when the light was on ... a girl appeared in front of me.

Hey, it turned out to be a 4 12 girl, which almost scared me to death.

I didn't expect what happened next. With a scream, she fainted. ...

Is there anything behind me? ……

I have been having nightmares since I went back to the dormitory that night, and I didn't know that all the sisters in the dormitory were having the same nightmare until I woke up the next day. The number 4 14 is unlucky. Dormitories are really weird.

Hell at night

I am a girl of 4 12. This dormitory is evil, especially my dormitory. Last year, my senior sisters warned me not to leave the dormitory at 4 pm, 1 pm, 2 pm and 12 pm. Otherwise, it will ... damn it.

But one night, my sisters and I had a fight over pillows, starting at 1 1 in the afternoon and ending at 12: 30 in the afternoon. Suddenly found a terrible thing. I'm going to the bathroom. But a person was afraid and had to go with her sister, but her sister also said that it was not suitable to go out at this time, so she smiled at each other and had a pillow fight until after 2 o'clock. At this time, all the sisters can't bear it, and they all dream of being handsome. I was the only one who tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, thinking that I couldn't stay up until 3 o'clock, so I rushed out the door sideways.

Rushed into the east toilet with small steps and just relaxed. Suddenly I found that there seemed to be something else in the toilet. I was too scared to make any noise. When I left the toilet, I sneaked a look at it, as if I saw a white thing with a black thing like hair floating on it. ...

I quickly closed my eyes and shouted, "All forgiven, all forgiven ..."

As soon as I got to the aisle, the voice-activated induction lamp went out, and my heart thumped and I didn't dare to move. After a long time, I raised my foot and stamped it gently, but the light still didn't light up. Instead, there was an echo behind him, as if someone stamped their feet. The more I think about it, the more scared I am, but I still can't help but want to see what's behind. So he gritted his teeth and turned sharply.

"Mom!" I let out a scream and fainted.

When I woke up, I found myself lying in bed and my sister was taking care of me. I grabbed my sister and began to cry: "55555555555, I will never go to the toilet again at night."

Elder sister asked me what I saw. I said to my sister, "I saw Sadako learning zombie jump in the toilet!" " "

Two girls in the middle of the night

I'm induction lamp, voice-activated in the corridor on the fourth floor of the girls' dormitory. From the moment I was installed, I knew this girl's dormitory was evil. Especially in the dorms of 4 12 and 4 14, every July 15 and 4 14, a girl with long hair wears white clothes to learn zombie jumping in the toilet of Dongtou. At this time, at 4 12, a girl will see this scene at the door of the toilet and then let out a scream.

This situation has lasted for four years.

After 4 12 girls fainted this year, they were sent back to the dormitory by 4 14 girls as in previous years. This is how it should have ended. However, I saw something different from previous years.

4/0/4 girls may not have noticed that there is a girl with black hair and white clothes behind her, skipping all the way back to 4/0/4 dormitory.

The fate of the third more

I am a white robe on 4 14 girls, and she may think I am just an ordinary dress. Actually, it's not like this. Every year, I will appear in the clothes of one of the girls with long hair in 4 14. The owners of clothes all acquiesce that I am their carry-on clothes, which is all fate. ...

Due to the fate of rotation, every July, the girl will put me back and learn zombie dance in the toilet. It's a code word. All she has to do is stamp her feet lightly and jump up like a zombie. My destiny takes a hand person will appear.

With a scream, a girl fainted. I saw her.

I am so excited that I can't wait to say to the girl who fainted: "Bitch, I haven't given the five pounds of apples I owed for playing mahjong in those years!" " "

The shoes on that girl's feet always answer me: "I am poor ..."

I know that if I can't get those five pounds of apples back, it's destiny takes a hand. ...

Faint in the middle of the night

I'm a 4 12 woman's shoe, but I'm really helpless. I have to face her every July 15. I don't know if it's her obsession with five pounds of apples or my guilt. We all failed to become Buddhas after an accidental death. Stay in the girls' dormitory and repeat your fate.

In fact, it's not that I didn't want to give her five pounds of apples at first. I just went to the hospital for plastic surgery a month ago, and I was poor. I have to ...

So every July 15, I have to pretend to faint in front of her. ...

Ghost of the night

I am a female ghost hanging from the east toilet on the fourth floor of the girls' dormitory. I'm kind, and I've never hurt anyone.

July 15 is my happiest day, and this day is my most free. But on this night every year, people will jump around in the toilet, screaming and making ghosts upset.

I have been patient for a long time, and this year I decided to teach them a lesson.

After 4 12 girls fainted, I followed 4 14 girls back to the dormitory. I told ghost stories in their ears and made them dream of that gloomy toilet. I hung on the top of the white toilet and swung like a pendulum. ...

I kept repeating the story, and they kept dreaming the same dream. I always dream that I am awakened by fear, and then I find that the dormitory door is open, and I go to the toilet unconsciously, and then I am awakened by fear and find that the dormitory door is open ... and so on.

At dawn, I had to leave ... but suddenly I thought it was interesting to play like this, so I decided to tell stories on July 15 every year. ...

Sanger mahjong

I am a pair of mahjong in the 4 14 girls' dormitory. I'm usually left in the corner, and I'm only taken out by a girl with long hair on July 15 every year. I know that this girl wins 5 Jin of apples every year, which is really nothing new.

Every year I hear a girl screaming in the corridor. Although I don't know what's going on, it's really nothing new to do this every year.

This year, it seems a little different. I saw a female ghost follow the girls who went to the toilet back to the dormitory, and then kept telling stories in their ears. I tried to listen, but the ghost spoke so quietly that I couldn't hear anything. I really want to shout, "tell me, tell me!" " "

But I will always be just a mahjong, and no one will care about me, even ghosts. ...

I'm depressed. It's not fair!

So I decided to let a girl win 5 Jin of apples every year until I heard the story told by the female ghost clearly.

A toilet in the middle of the night

I am the toilet on the east side of the fourth floor. Ever since a girl hanged herself here, I've been very unpopular at a prime time on the evening of July 15 every year, and they don't come to visit me. But every year, two daredevils forget this story, so I don't wake up. After all, I will be more lively here. I colluded with the sound control brothers to scare them. This year is terrible, and it's not just about two girls.

Sangerzhi floor

I'm in the east building on the fourth floor. Every July 15, I am trampled by two girls and can't help screaming. Then the damn light came on, and I was very depressed, so I decided to teach them a lesson this year ... I didn't scream today, but. ........

Respondents: SSR 213 |1/grade | 2008-7- 12 18:24.

When I walked into Su Cheng's new home, he was sorting out books, and there were several big paper boxes on the floor of the living room. He smiled happily and said, "I finally have my own nest."

Several family buildings have been built in the unit, and many old employees have moved into new houses. We bachelors can also get a piece of the action and get an old house.

Su Cheng is my colleague, but not in the same department. He is in the management office and I am in the technical department. He is a strange man, sometimes extremely introverted and cautious; Sometimes it's humorous, bold and unpredictable. However, I hit it off very well with him, and I can feel his sincerity hidden in my heart. We often talk about things together and take care of each other. We are very close friends. He is six years older than me. For some reason, he refused to get married. He was introduced to others, but he was never seen. He seems to have the idea of being single.

From guest to guest, I sat on the sofa with great grace, picked up a book casually, and threw it aside. And opened a book, it is "Jiang Baishi Chronology Annotation School"; Thirdly, it is Lao Tzu's annotation. I thought to myself: If he read some books such as The Art of Flattery, The Strategy of the Old Fox and Lala, he would not be depressed at work. However, can we still be friends then?

There is a strange knife on the coffee table. I picked it up and studied it carefully. The outer layer of the scabbard is cowhide, which is dark black, revealing a vast mystery. Inside the scabbard is a thin wooden knife room. The handle seems to be made of silver, inlaid with several soft white jade; The handle is also engraved with several colorful and fantastic patterns and printed with gourd-shaped marks; One side of the handle is engraved with the word "Yengisar" and the other side is a few crooked words. Pulling off the scabbard, it turned out to be a machete. The upper tip of the blade tilts backward, the lower end of the handle tilts forward, and the blade is S-shaped. The most amazing thing is the blade, bright and sharp, shining with just clean and sharp awn.

I admire: "Good Dao! Is this the famous knife' Yingjisha' in Xinjiang? " Yengisar Knife is a specialty of Yengisar County in Xinjiang, and everyone who loves knives knows it.

Su Cheng looked up and replied, "Yes. There are four famous knives in Xinjiang, and Yengisar ranks first. And this is no ordinary Ingisha. " Although his voice is as dull as ever, it seems to be deliberately suppressing the waves in his heart.

I asked, "What's so strange?" When I was talking, I found a strange black mark on the knife. I touched it casually, and a cold and hot pain spread all over my body, making me throw the knife out.

"Lingling", the knife fell on the tile and made a crisp noise.

I was shocked: "it's so strange, how can I feel this way!" The weather is cold and hot, and it is very cold to say that heat is very cold. "

Su Cheng's eyes were overcast and he whispered, "This is the injury he suffered when he saved me."

I was born with wild curiosity and eagerly urged, "Tell me the story of this mysterious knife!" " "

Su Cheng smiled, with a little sadness and hope. He said softly and weakly, "A mysterious knife? There are mysterious people! " He sighed for a long time, saw my anxious face, gave me a deep look and said, "I have never told anyone about this experience." If you can keep it a secret, I will tell you. " If you can't guarantee it, you'd better not say it. "

I said in a hurry: "I can promise! We have known each other for several years, and you should know me. "

Su Cheng lit a cigarette, slowly spraying smoke, and his thin face looked a little hazy. He began to recall.

(2)

1July 1996, I finally decided to go to Xinjiang to meet my ex-girlfriend. Maybe I can save my sincere feelings, maybe this is the last time.

At nine o'clock in the evening, I boarded the No.69 express train from Beijing to Urumqi. After graduation, my girlfriend originally thought of Beijing. According to her, a relative can help. She ran back and forth several times, but it didn't work. In the end, she had to return to Xinjiang gloomily. I was assigned to this unit because I felt close to Beijing, so I could resign and be alone with her in the future.

The separation of lovers in two places is a harbinger of danger. Since then, I have planned to go to Xinjiang. However, I know that if there is no capital reserve, the situation will be difficult to control. At that time, the unit was faced with operational difficulties and the benefits were extremely poor. So I went through the formalities of leaving my job without pay and began to look for ways to make money. Later, I applied for a job as a foreign exchange deposit broker in a company.

After doing it for a while, I found that if I do it for myself, I may make some money soon, but the risk is also great. I have no funds and can only borrow money, so I am hesitant and in a dilemma. It was August 1995, and we had been away for five months. She works in an advertising company in Urumqi, and it seems that the situation is not good either.

I had a premonition that something was going to happen, so I called her and said that according to the current situation, I might not be able to give her a superior life and let her choose. Her attitude is firm: stick to it. So I promised to love her as much as I could. At that time, I also secretly made a choice: adventure.

I tried my best to borrow 30 thousand yuan. After opening an account, several orders went smoothly and earned several thousand yuan. However, the good times did not last long. When I made the Swiss franc list, I analyzed the wrong trend. I was lucky enough to leave late for a while and suffered heavy losses when I reduced my position. He not only lost the money he won, but also lost 8 thousand yuan.

Just at this time, the company announced that the state explicitly prohibited foreign exchange deposit trading, which used to be a sideline. So we can only do the Hong Kong Hang Seng Index. Because most foreign exchange experience is useless, you have to learn it again.

In the next few months, I struggled and recovered most of my losses, but my mentality was too impetuous, so I never lost all my land. By 1 1 month, her attitude was relatively cold. Once, she said on the phone that Xinjiang was very cold and hoped that I would buy her a "duck-duck" down jacket. I didn't buy it for her because all the money I borrowed was lost. She stopped asking questions, just saying that she was often out of the company and made as few phone calls as possible.

At this point, I vaguely smelled the danger. But at that time, I devoted myself to the action to save the defeat, and my spirit was in a state of extreme numbness. Her warning signal was ignored.

1996 1 month, I called her and she said she was married.

It was a bolt from the blue, and I froze. For a long time, I said, "Everything before was just a game and a dream?" She said decisively, "This is not a game!" I sighed: "That was a dream!"

At first, I was angry and tried to erase her from my memory. This is the regret left now. At that time, we must find a way to save it, do our best, and resign ourselves to fate. It is quite possible that she was not married at that time. She said this in order to cut the gordian knot.

After that, I decided to withdraw my capital and admit that the investment failed, otherwise I would be wiped out in my gloomy mood. Half a year passed in such a daze until one night I had a dream.

In my dream, I came to a strange city and walked alone on a sparse street with a black umbrella. I met my girlfriend in my dream. Her style remains the same, but she is lonely and unhappy. I've met her man, too. He has a buzz cut and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He is thin and weak.

When I woke up, I finally realized that I couldn't forget her. So, I decided to see him and make a complete break with myself.

I was poor at that time, and it was a friend who offered to lend me 800 yuan that I was able to set foot on the westbound train. From Beijing to Urumqi, it takes three days, three nights and more than 60 hours. I looked at the car that I had been looking forward to many times, and I complained about my stupidity. I don't even have a fare. Why should I save it? However, I have to go.

My seat is for two people, by the window, and the two people opposite are business people from an auto parts factory in Beijing, who are coming to Lanzhou on business. They said it was supposed to be three people, but one of them had something to do temporarily and didn't come. After the refund time, the seats are empty.

In the early morning, the bus arrived at Handan station, and a petite white girl came over. She wore a ponytail and a pure white dress. She looked beautiful and relaxed. She asked, "Is anyone there?" Her voice is clear, crisp and intoxicating. I glanced at the salesman of the opposite auto parts factory. They said, "Sit down first."

She has no luggage but a bottle of mineral water. The shop assistant started talking to her and asked her where she was going. She replied that she was going to Weiya. "Where is Weiya?" I asked.

"Weiya is the first stop of Lanzhou-Xinjiang Railway from Gansu to Xinjiang. Although the station is small, many express trains stop there. " The middle-aged salesman rushed to say that it was obvious that he had traveled all over the country and was well informed.

Further chatting, she said that she ran away from home and couldn't find her relatives in Handan. The money left is only enough for the return trip. I advised, "The present society is really a mess. It's too dangerous for you to run away from home alone! Hurry home. " She giggled and said, "I'm not afraid. I have practiced martial arts. " I won't go back unless there is something at home! "

Seeing that she had nothing with her, we gave her some food. However, she only eats fruit. Before getting on the bus, I bought a net bag of apples and pears and took them out to share with her.

Sometimes I think of the past in the car, and I don't feel hurt. She seemed to see it and asked me secretly. For some reason, I told her all my experiences. I feel much better after the chat. She frowned, thought for a moment and said, "You are late!" "

I am depressed: "I know this trip is to give myself a comfort, otherwise, I may never let go."

She nodded and said, "Actually, she betrayed you." Her words were harsh and I was very unhappy: "She must have met with great difficulties. She is kind by nature and doesn't want to hurt me. She just faces the cruel reality and can't persist. "

She smiled and said nothing more.

After Baoji, the train shuttled through the tunnel from time to time. The mountains and valleys outside the window, the Yellow River winding. Her eyes closed and her chin propped up, her pink face Gherardini, as if lost in warm memories.

Halfway through, I gradually feel tired, sleep for an hour, wake up for a while, and so on. At dusk, the bus arrived in Lanzhou, and two salesmen took leave to get off. I noticed some anxiety in her eyes and said, "Tomorrow morning, you will be home."

She replied: "Weiya is a vast place with few people, and it is still a long way to go home." I put a ten-dollar bill in her mineral water bottle when she was staring out of the window and enjoying the brightly lit night scene.

In the early morning of the third day, the car slowed down, as if it was coming to the station. I don't think she has touched the mineral water bottle, so I have to say, "Those two people got off at Lanzhou and put ten dollars in your bottle." She smiled and picked it up and said, "No, you gave it to me."

I felt a little hot on my face, so I said, "Never mind who gave it to me, use it. Don't you have to walk? "

She smiled gracefully and said, "Thank you very much!" Then, she added: "There will be a rainstorm tonight. In this place of Xinjiang, whenever it rains, there will be floods, which may wash away the railway line. You have to be prepared. "

I asked, "Did you listen to the weather forecast?"

She was noncommittal. The car slowly pulled into the station. Weiya Station is very small, with only a few low and mottled bungalows, not far from two barren slopes and the deserted Gobi. In the distance, there was a faint howl of wild animals, which seemed to be wolves. I also stood up and said, "Can you do it alone? Very desolate. "

She smiled: "It doesn't matter, I'm used to it. Don't forget, my home is here. "

On the platform, a middle-aged man walked swaggering with a gun on his back. It seems that he is a hunter. Her face changed slightly. I sent her to the platform and few people got off. When we parted, she said, "Don't forget, my name is Xiao Bai." I replied, "My name is Su Cheng". She turned gently, waved to me at the exit, and then disappeared.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the train finally reached the terminal. I bought a map at the railway station and studied it carefully. My girlfriend's home is in Altay Road, so I chose the adjacent Henan Road on the map, where there is a hotel-Henan Hotel.

Maybe I finally got what I wanted. In the evening, I slept well and didn't suffer from jet lag. I woke up in the morning and found it was raining outside the window. Look at the rain, it's moderate rain. When I remembered what Xiao Bai said, I couldn't help laughing. Is such rain in arid areas a rainstorm? It kept raining, so I didn't want to wait any longer, so I walked to Altay Road with an umbrella.

Walking in the cold long street, I suddenly had a strange feeling. I seem to have been here. When I passed a culvert, rain rushed out of the hole. I finally realized that this is the street view I saw in my dream!

I found my girlfriend's house very smoothly. She is still beautiful and charming, but everything between us is completely over. The man was there, just like in a dream, with a thick head, black glasses and a thin body. By the end of the conversation, unconsciously, I had smoked a pack of "Snow Lotus" cigarettes, and my body was wobbly like a broken stalk.

I don't know when the rain stopped, and I don't remember how I left. I was in a trance and couldn't find the exit in the community. Suddenly, I heard her voice: "Su Cheng! The door is in that direction! " I looked up and saw a misty face in front of a small window in a tall building.

Back at the hotel, the pain flooded in. The chest is like a boulder, suppressing pain. I knelt on the ground and prayed to God to melt all my memories of her. Before, I always thought that thoughts were in the brain, and you should have a headache when you are sad. Now I finally understand the meaning of sadness and heartache. I am a sentimental person, but it is strange that I didn't shed a tear at this time.

I decided to leave at once. When I arrived at the railway station, I found that the tickets had completely stopped selling. The notice on the wall tells us that the Lanzhou-Xinjiang Railway has been interrupted due to the flood.

I am trapped in Urumqi. Every day I lie dormant in the hotel and don't want to go anywhere. It coincided with the Atlanta Olympics. When I saw China's gold medal scene on TV, my troubles were slightly reduced.

So depressed for three days. One night, someone knocked at the door. When I opened the door, it turned out to be Xiaobai. She is still wearing a white dress, and her beautiful little face has a pleasant luster.

I was surprised and happy: "How did you know I lived here?"

She smiled charming and replied, "It's easy to guess. As a foreigner, you can only choose a hotel according to the map, and it is cheap. "

I told her in detail about meeting my girlfriend. With her kind words, my mood has been relaxed a lot. Later, when talking about the suspension of the railway, she firmly said, "It will be open to traffic in six or seven days."

She gave me an Ingisha knife when she left to thank me for my help on the train. I've heard a lot about this kind of knife. At school, gangs in Xinjiang fought, and everyone carried one around their waist. However, this knife is far more expensive than I have ever seen. I hesitated and accepted.

Finally, when she left, she said, "I will go there again soon, and maybe we can meet again."

I quipped, "You won't run away from home, will you?"

Her bright eyes flowed and she smiled: "It is entirely possible that I travel like this often."

Seven days later, the Lanzhou-Xinjiang railway line was repaired and I set foot on the return train.