Selected horror stories: the dangerous road to death is on National Highway A, which is an important road for trucks to pass through. Residents living nearby usually pass this road, but the most dangerous thing is that more than 20 people have died on this road in two years.
It is really strange that the death toll on the same road and section is so large. Even the residents passing by sometimes encounter misfortune, and even a pregnant woman died on this road. At that time, one body and two lives were miserable.
Because there are many trucks on the national highway, most of them will be overloaded, which is one of the causes of the accident, but not all. Moreover, when accidents happen, most of them happen at night, and sometimes large trucks will suddenly have a flat tire when driving on this road. In short, many strange things happened on this road and many people died. Somehow, an invisible traction seems to have affected this road and made it come back. Death, expressway? The name of.
Old goods and Lao Zhang drove big trucks and took advantage of the night to embark on this road of death. Most cars carry drinks and food, and because they drive long-distance buses, they are usually driven by two people, this time it is Lao Zhang.
Driving on this road of death, Lao Zhang was inexplicably nervous. He woke up the old goods beside him and coughed a track:? Old man, old man, wake up, wake up ~
The old man rubbed his eyes, which were full of red blood. He stood up at once, looked at them and said, Are we here? Are we there yet?
? It is still early. ?
? Then why did you wake me up? ?
The old goods said with some unhappiness in their hearts.
? Old goods, you are new here and don't know this road to death. Anyway, this road is very strange. In two years, more than 20 people died, which is also a high incidence of accidents. Last time, such an accident happened. At that time, a motorcycle was driving on the road and directly hit a big truck. Even people and cars rolled under the wheels of the big truck. It's past six o'clock in the evening, and it's already dark. I've driven this road, too. ?
Hearing this, the old man tutted a track:? Then the motorcycle driver died on the spot, didn't he? I guessed right. ?
Lao Zhang turned blue at this moment, shook his head and said that he was wrong. After the accident, the motorcycle and people disappeared. At that time, many people saw it, and others went under the big truck to see it. They only saw a trail of motorcycles sliding on the ground, but people and motorcycles disappeared out of thin air. ?
? Didn't you make a video?
Lao Zhang nodded with a lingering fear and said, Yes, I thought it was very strange, so I took out the video and watched it, but there was only a video of a motorcycle falling into a big truck, and the sound suddenly stopped at that moment. Do you find it strange? ?
The old man still felt incredible after listening to it, but Lao Zhang couldn't be scaring him, so he said, Lao Zhang, why don't you show me the video you took before?
Lao Zhang frowned and said with a frightened face:? Later, I also want to study more. As a result, the video disappeared in my mobile phone, but no one touched my mobile phone. Do you find it strange? ?
It was getting dark at this time, and the goose bumps of the old goods were awakened in an instant. Looking at the paper money flying all over the sky not far away, one of them smacked through the window and even stuck to the face, leaving the second-hand goods out of sight and feeling suffocated.
At this time, the old goods made a croaking sound and the paper money on his face lay down. When he saw that it was the paper used by the deceased, he suddenly felt unlucky. He crumpled up the paper, threw it out, spat and cursed. What bad luck ~?
The old man's face was black and white, and his breathing became heavy. Looking forward, not far away, there was a woman squatting on the ground, burning paper. When paper money meets fire, the flames string high, like a ferocious demon, which also makes the old man frown and feel that this road is really wrong. Lao Zhang, why don't we stay here tonight and leave at dawn tomorrow? ?
? Ok, that's what I thought. ?
Both of them looked a little nervous, so they parked the big truck on the side of the road and watched it getting dark while the woman was still burning paper. They got out of the car and began to smoke. They walked up to the woman and talked without saying a word.
The woman looked at the two drivers and sighed. This time last year, my son was on this expressway.
After the woman told the story intermittently, Lao Zhang was suddenly surprised and said, What! The man driving the motorcycle was your son, and I was there that night! ?
When a woman gets excited in her free will, she looks at Lao Zhang and asks? Have you seen my son? Now my son is missing? I don't know whether he is dead or alive. If he is alive, how can he not go home? What if he dies? Say with satisfaction
The woman was already crying when she said this, which also made Lao Zhang and the old goods feel heavy, and Lao Zhang took a sip of cigarettes on the flue. Sister, to tell you the truth, I did see the scene of the accident that day, and I did see your son's motorcycle fall directly into the big truck, but even the motorcycle slipped into the big truck and disappeared, and there were high railings on both sides of the road, so no one could fall out. In short, how to explain this matter is meaningless, alas ~?
At this time, however, there was a noisy sound from the rear, and a group of people came directly to the road here. Some people walking in front dressed up as monsters, singing and dancing. When they got to the road, they opened a red umbrella and put it on the side of the road. They began to spread paper money and kept reading something. Many of them are bystanders.
When Lao Zhang saw this, he was really puzzled and went to ask the passers-by. Passers-by said: This road is really amazing, and people often do things. Not far from the entrance of Tangkou, there are some disciples of God. They are not like Taoist priests or monks, but they are all engaged in supernatural things and very clever. Many people go to Tangkou to tell their fortune and ask God. This time, many of them performed a public evocation ceremony. They used oil-paper umbrellas, dolls and paper figures to walk along the road. ?
? I see. ?
This is the first time that Lao Zhang and the old goods have encountered such a large-scale public evocation ceremony, which is also an eye-opener. The women are also very excited and want to ask about Shinto, but passers-by pull the women back and say: They are doing something now, so don't bother them until they are finished. But to be honest, these shinto are really clever. They even knew that this road was the most evil, and they started a ceremony here. Don't worry, your son will be fine. ?
Lao Zhang and the old man heard some gossip from passers-by. Only then did they know that the predecessor of this road turned out to be an ancient battlefield of war. In those days, many people died in this place, and ghosts have been gathering here, but they were suppressed by later Taoist priests with Shi Gandang. I didn't expect a driver with eyes open to smash Shi Gandang into two pieces, and Shi Gandang lost its repressive effect. Those ghosts will come out when they hear about it, which will cause so many ghosts.
As for this woman, she is also lucky. After this exercise, Shinto actually found his son's body. The bodies and people are under the road, and only an axe can break them open. His son's body didn't rot, as if he had died from the beginning. It was not until the woman saw her son's body and cried loudly that his son's body began to rot slowly. Then the woman took her son's body back to her hometown for burial.
However, there are too many strange things in this world, and the road to death is still there until now. I wonder if anything strange has happened.
I read the personal experience of the so-called supernatural exchange post on the Internet. It used to be just a story, just like the mysterious disappearance of the last bus of Beijing No.330 which was circulated many years ago. At that time, I was still young, and later I found that the version circulating on the Internet was completely different.
Some say it's 330, and some say it's 375; It is said that three old ghosts dressed in official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty got on the bus. It is said that two murderers dressed in military coats carried a dead man disguised as a drunk. Some say that an old man pulled a passenger out of the car and saved him, and some say that an old lady saved someone; Another version says it's all on TV news. Will it still be unclear about the gender of the elderly?
At that time, I thought all these supernatural things were deceptive, but now I can't help but begin to believe their authenticity. However, the online world is hard to distinguish between true and false after all. Some of them may be true at first, and then the wrong version was passed on, and some may be false stories made up from the beginning.
I was too lazy to distinguish the authenticity of this mysterious bus, and it was getting late, so I turned off the computer and climbed into bed.
The next day, I got up ten minutes earlier than usual. Although the unit is not far away, it just snowed two days ago, and the road is not good, so I have to go out early.
Riding on the road before dawn, there are not many pedestrians and vehicles on the street, and there are few bicycles and electric cars on non-motor vehicle lanes. It is estimated that most people will still choose the subway, which is a relatively safe way to travel.
The electric car rides on the street where a shopping area is located, which is completely different from the lively scene of crowds during the day. The road in the morning is so cold that no one can see it.
Suddenly a familiar melody fell into my ears. Dongfanghong? Someone is playing this song, but strangely, the whistle is coming from behind me, and according to my cycling speed, the cars coming from behind should have surpassed me, but although the whistle has been ringing, no one has surpassed me.
Driven by curiosity, I twisted the handlebar twice and looked at the rear in the rearview mirror. At this time, something strange happened. Just as I was looking at the car behind me, the whistle stopped abruptly, and no cyclist followed me on the road reflected in the mirror!
I had a little palpitation, so I sped up and rode out of the shopping street. I didn't return to normal speed until I saw other cars and pedestrians.
On the way back, I was remembering the mysterious whistle, and even had some lingering feelings.
? East, red? The sun, rising? east
? Di？ Di？ ! ?
Ah! I paused, looked at the signal light that had turned green in front, mechanically turned the handlebar and started the car.
At that moment, my mind suddenly turned blank, leaving only the melody, and I couldn't help humming it. I didn't even notice that the traffic lights on the other side had changed color. If there isn't too much snow on the bicycle lane, I will stop on the motorway and be awakened by the horn of the car behind me. I don't know if it has recovered now.
There's something fishy about it, which can be explained if it's just daydreaming, but having experienced those paranormal personally, I can't underestimate the occurrence of this kind of situation, so as soon as I turned on my computer at work, I immediately went online for help from other worlds.
At the end of work, it is a horror to see the other party's reply.
? That is the death of the soul, because there is resentment in death, so no matter what the object is, it will be killed. That song may be a song that was humming before he died, and then suddenly died, so the resentment left behind took this song as an introduction to ask for other people's lives. If you had sung that lyric completely, your soul would have been sucked away by it. This kind of ghost can't be solved except transcendence. Please tell me where it appears, and I'll handle it. You can take different roads to get off work these two days. But if you pay more attention, it can be avoided. Remember, there are some things you can do and some things you can never do. For example, when you leave at night, even if you hear a familiar voice calling your name, you can't easily promise and turn around. And just like this time, if you don't pay attention to that voice, don't be curious and don't think much, you won't be easily fascinated by that whistle. ?
I calmed down a little, replied to where she happened, and then took another road home.
It turns out that the ghost world, like the human world, has good ghosts and bad ghosts. A good ghost knows feelings, can distinguish good from evil, and will not hurt innocent people at will; And bad ghosts, like bad people, are black-hearted and do all kinds of evil. Meeting them is like meeting robbers at night. By sheer luck, they can't control themselves.
How many terrible events like this still exist in this world, buses that can't sit down, dark night calls that can't be answered, and soul-sucking whistles that can't be repeated?
I don't know, maybe even if I come from another world, I may not be able to count it clearly, but not everyone can meet it. Some things can be avoided. Observe more and pay more attention to the situation around us. Some things that we are used to and think are commonplace may be exactly what we should not or should not do. In that case, it's probably best to choose nothing.
A boy wants to go home by bus at night, but he is not sure if he has a car because he arrives at the bus stop too late. ....
He doesn't want to walk. Because his home is far away and remote, he has to wait for the last bus ... wait and wait. ....
Just when he thought there should be no car, he suddenly saw a bus in the distance ... he was happy to stop it.
As soon as he got on the bus, he found the last bus very strange. It stands to reason that there should not be many people on the last bus, because the route is remote, but this car is full ... there is only one vacancy, and no one on the bus whispers. .....
He felt a little strange, but he went to the only empty seat and sat down. There is a woman sitting next to an empty seat. As soon as he sat down, the woman whispered to him, you shouldn't take this bus. ?
He felt very strange, and the woman continued: This car is not for the living. ?
? As soon as you got on the bus, they took you as a scapegoat. ?
He was scared, but he didn't know what to do, so the woman said to him, it doesn't matter. I can help you out. ?
So she dragged him to open the window and jumped. Can he still hear when they jump? Cars? Everyone in the room is shouting? Let him get away? The voice of .....
When he stood firm, he found them standing on a desolate hillside. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately thanked the woman.