Next, I want you to tell me all kinds of bizarre, weird and scary stories that I have encountered as a ghost detective over the years.
I want you to tell the first story when I was sixteen, when Master was not dead, and I was not registered in the underworld. The official recognition of ghost detective, but my career as a ghost detective was from that autumn.
Chapter 1 Broken Temple Theory
When I was a child, my parents were very busy and didn’t have time to take care of me. I lived with my grandparents since I was a child.
Compared with the big city, the steel jungle is the real paradise for us children. I spent my childhood climbing mountains, playing with water, walking dogs and teasing cats.
There is a ruined temple in the east of our village. After many years of ups and downs, it has long been abandoned and ruined. This ruined temple later became the foothold of my damn fool master.
However, before my ghost master appeared, this used to be the base of our children, and we often gathered in the ruined temple to play.
In this ruined temple village, there is a saying
It was said that there were hundreds of families in our village at that time in Guangxu, the late Qing Dynasty.
There was a poor girl named Yuan Qingqing in the village. At the age of fourteen, her parents died of a bad disease one after another, leaving Yuan Qingqing as a girl. It is conceivable how hard it is for her to live alone. Good Yuan Qingqing has weaving and embroidery skills, and she can barely make a living by relying on this.
If things go according to the predetermined track, Yuan Qing will find a husband’s family to live a life when he grows up, but if things go wrong, Yuan Qing will have a beautiful face.
Yuan Qing grew up with fine features and grew up to be a well-known beauty. As the saying goes, since ancient times, beauty has been more unlucky, and Yuan Qing is a weak woman who has no dependence.
After Yuan Qing’s parents died of illness, the idlers in the village all seemed to smell the fishy smell, and the cat took Yuan Qing as the Tang monk’s meat. At first, they were still patient and offered their services to Yuan Qing. At first, they turned them all away. Seeing that they were soft, the idlers knocked on Yuan Qing’s door in the middle of the night and forced their way into the house to do evil things.
To say that Yuan Qing is also strong-willed, being broken into houses in the middle of the night, instead of being afraid, she picked up scissors and embroidery needles for work and went crazy, like stabbing and trying to molest her idle people.
As the saying goes, being soft and afraid of being hard and afraid of not being killed, Yuan Qing’s mutually assured destruction posture really frightened those idle people for a long time, and no one dared to harass Yuan Qing.
In the fifteenth year of Guangxu, the big Li family in the village had been an official in the capital for many years, and Grandfather Li retired and returned to his hometown.
By chance, when the seventeen-year-old Qing Li Fu was doing embroidery work, he happened to be caught by Lao Li, who was ostensibly a thief and a prostitute. Old Li took a fancy to Yuan Qing’s beauty and wanted to pay Yuan Qing’s concubine.
Yuan Qing would rather die than be insane. Father Li actually commanded the evil slaves in the house to restrain Yuan Qing, bound his hands and feet and sent him to his room … Yuan Qing was thus defiled by Father Li.
Grandfather Li used to seize Yuan Qing, a weak girl behind him, and she agreed to be his concubine. However, to Grandfather Li’s surprise, Yuan Qing refused to be his concubine and didn’t cry or make trouble. She stared at Grandfather Li with cold eyes and said something that made Grandfather Li shudder. I will not let you go if I am a ghost! !
Yuan Qing refused to bend Li’s father and dared not let Yuan Qing out of Li’s house. After all, if it went out, it would hurt Li’s face, so Li’s father ordered people to put Yuan Qing in a small clause of Li’s house.
Although Yuan Qing was arrested, people in Li Fu did not dare to be difficult. Because Yuan Qing might become their new owner one day, he asked for a loom to weave in the room without shouting or making trouble.
Ten days later, old man Li remembered Yuan Qing’s heart again and broke into the Yard with several evil slaves.
Mr. Li came in with a longing for love, but he came out with a cry of brotherhood.
It turns out that these days, Yuan Qing knitted a white cloth and sewed it into a dress. When Mr. Li broke in, Mr. Li recognized Yuan Qing’s white embroidery pattern as a shroud at a glance! !
If that’s the case, old man Li won’t be scared to howl regardless of his identity. What’s even more frightening is that old man Li saw Yuan Qing’s face!
See yuan Qing unexpectedly scissors to draw his beautiful face, blood stained with blood, white meat, and a drop of blood dripping into the white shroud in front of yuan Qing!
Yuan Qing ruined it, so that he wouldn’t defile his strong character again. Yuan Qing did not hesitate to destroy his appearance …
That is, Yuan Qing died at midnight on this day.
Yuan Qing scissors cut her wrist, dyed her embroidered white shroud with blood red, and then threw it into a well in the yard to commit suicide.
Although there was a murder case, because Yuan Qing was an orphan, no one stood up for her, and no one wanted to offend the Li family, so Li Fu spent some money in the yamen, and this matter was suppressed.
In the end, Yuan Qing’s death was that the officials did not investigate the people, but Li Fu was restless from then on.
The first strange thing happened on the seventh night after Yuan Qing’s death, which is commonly known as the first seven nights, also known as the ghost night. Everyone knows that because Yuan Qing died unjustly and died strangely, Li Fu deliberately stayed away from the small courtyard where Yuan Qing committed suicide that night.
Even so, something happened. The next day, someone found that an evil slave who had helped Mr. Li die was missing, and finally Yuan Qing committed suicide and found the body of that evil slave in the well.
It is reasonable to say that the dead man who falls into the water should keep his mouth and eyes closed, while the evil slave has his eyes wide open. Zhang greatly seems to have seen something terrible before he died
Mr. Li ordered the servants in the government to bring a 1,000-pound boulder to press the wellhead, and then strictly forbade private discussion on this matter.
Two days later, at night, Grandfather Li disappeared, and Li Fu searched for the fruit. After that, everyone looked at the well again.
Moving and killing 1,000-kilo boulders sure enough, the death in the dead well of Old Master Li is exactly the same as that of the former evil slave!
Grandfather Li was surprised and angry. If the second death is a slave, there is nothing to do. This death is a dear son! And after these two stupid things, you can see that this is haunted, otherwise Li Ergong can’t move that one thousand-pound boulder even if he wants to commit suicide by throwing himself into the well.
Grandfather Li spent a lot of money in the city and invited a master who is said to have a good way to clap his chest to ensure that the evil spirits would be collected and Li Fu would be at peace.
The master came to catch ghosts. On this night, Li Fu gathered at the gate of the yard to see the master catch ghosts.
The master put the incense table in front of the well, holding the peach wooden sword in his hand, and the ghost-catching ceremony was facilitated. After the master threw a few pieces of yellow paper into the well, the well water was instantly like boiling water, gurgling and bubbling!
People in Li’s family praised the master’s high mana, but the master felt guilty. Because he had many ways, he knew in his heart that he had painted them at random. How could he get up?
Suddenly, the well water gushed out of the yard and spread. Everyone looked intently and saw that the gushing well water was blood red!
Everyone was scared out of their wits and turned around and ran away. The master tried to run, but found that he could not move. The blood had spread to his feet.
At noon the next day, when everyone in Li’s house bravely went back to the yard, they found the master drowned in the well …
Since then, every one or two days, a man in Li’s house has inexplicably thrown himself into the well. Old Master Li doesn’t know how many monks and monks have been invited and how many ways have been tried, but in less than three months, more than 50 people in Li’s house have died. In the end, Li Fu was also cleaned by a strange fire, leaving the well.
Things didn’t end with Li Fu’s killing. Unfortunately, those who had harassed Yuan Qing’s idle Han Lai were frightened by the fact that four idle Han Lai died in the well one after another.
Finally, a wandering Taoist came to the village to see Shaqi foaming at the mouth in the well, knowing perfectly well that the well was stealthy and asked the villagers about the cause and effect. After that, the wandering Taoist sighed and said, "There must be something hateful about poor people. Those idle people are not all wicked people in Li Fu, even though they are wrong. Since being original has encountered this matter, they may not be the one to blame."
At night, when Taoist Yunyou was sitting alone by the well, at midnight, a cloud covered the crescent moon, and the temperature at the well seemed to drop by more than ten degrees instantly. Taoist Yunyou knew that Yuan Qinghua was going to come out again as a spectre.
Sure enough, the well water once again boils like boiling water and rushes to the surging clouds. The Taoist priest unhurriedly pulls out a gourd from his arms and pours out a few drops of water from the gourd. The water falls into the well and he hears a scream from the well, and then the spectre in a blood-red shroud jumps out of the well.
Looking at being forced out, the spectre wandering Taoist priest said with compassion, "Yuan Qing, being original, thought that you were a good man before your death and you didn’t want to let your daylights out. You’d better report to hell as soon as possible."
"I will go to hell to get punished, but not now!" Yuan Qing squeal said
Bai yuanqing, a wandering Taoist, said that she wanted to kill those idle people who had harassed her before going to the underworld to report where the wandering Taoist would let her continue to harm people, so she sighed, "then don’t blame being original!"
The next day, the villagers went out of their homes trembling and walked in the direction of the well for fear that the wandering Taoist would drown in the well.
When I went to the local area, the villagers were not surprised. The well disappeared and a temple was set up where the original well was!
The wandering Taoist priest looked a little pale and said to all the villagers, "Being original doesn’t want to kill. This temple can suppress that spectre. After a hundred years, there will be an original person who will come and end this matter completely."
Since then, this temple that emerged overnight has been standing at the east end of our village.
Chapter 2 is really in trouble!
I don’t really believe in the broken temple. How many people say that there is something really wrong? I didn’t know the story of this ruined temple was true until what happened to me.
It was an afternoon in the summer when I was twelve years old. On that day, I made an appointment with some friends to have lunch and go to the ruined temple to explore and treasure in the mountains. It was really to play.
Unfortunately, my grandparents cooked lunch late that day, and when I finished lunch, I ran to the ruined temple, and those ungrateful partners left me and set off.
I’m depressed, sitting in a ruined temple, and the high threshold mutters to condemn those unscrupulous partners who ran to the mountains to have fun. How can I survive this afternoon?
Suddenly, I heard a "splash" sound in the ruined temple behind me, which scared my little heart to jump out. I got up and turned my head to scan the ruined temple.
By the way, this ruined temple in our village is neither the Buddha nor the founder of Sanqing, and there is a stone statue of Zhong Kui more than three meters high in Zhongkui Temple, the master of Heaven.
The Zhong Kui stone statue has been baptized for a hundred years, and its surface has become bumpy. It was just because a large piece of gravel fell off the chest of the Zhong Kui stone statue that it made a sound. That large piece of gravel was rolling around in the temple.
I am sure that the rubble fell off from the chest position of Zhong Kui, because I found that the chest position of Zhong Kui actually gave off a golden light! You know, the ruined temple is our site, and I am familiar with everything here, but the former Zhong Kui was never like this.
I grinned. It seems to me that something that can shine golden light must be a baby. Hum, let those unscrupulous guys throw it at me. This time, I found a real baby and envy them to death!
At that time, I was only a little over one meter tall, but I didn’t do anything less to dig out the bird’s nest. What’s worse, at ordinary times, we didn’t miss the Zhong Kui Stone Crawler. I was already familiar with it.
"Chengcheng" A few days ago, I had already hung the Zhong Kui stone statue with one arm facing the chest position of the stone statue.
I didn’t see clearly that the golden light was a palm-sized bronze mirror until I got near. I don’t know what the mirror was, but the light was golden!
I stretched out my hand and grabbed the bronze mirror and pulled my heart out. I was still immersed in the joy of finding the baby. However, the bronze mirror seemed to be very strong, and I didn’t shake it with my strength.
I’m a little angry from embarrassment, making those unscrupulous partners regret what they said today and take this bronze mirror!
I hung the arm of the Zhong Kui stone statue with one hand and grabbed the corner of the bronze mirror with the other. I pushed the stone statue with both feet and almost pulled the bronze mirror with all my strength.
Everything comes to him who waits "pa" a bronze mirror was finally pulled out by me! However, before I was happy, it was another "click" and my arm clinging to the stone statue was broken!
I fell from the middle with that stone arm, and I was more than two meters above the ground. Even if I fell, the problem would not be too big, but if I fell and was hit by that stone arm, I’m afraid I would die.
I was awake and tried my best to push the stone arm in front of me, and then my ass came into close contact with the stone slab on the ground.