In the 1980s, a great event happened in Guanshan, Ningxiang. As soon as I entered that building, I could hear the sad cry, lingering in my ears, and I could see the ghost fire flashing around me. In addition, the lights in the corridor are flickering, which is scary enough. In the dead of night, everyone was asleep, and the door was very lively. The voices of chatting, moving things, fighting and scolding children were very clear, but as soon as people opened the door, the voice stopped, leaving only neighbors looking at each other with probes.