A chilling wind blows, a ghostly aura pervades, spider lilies bloom in the underworld, and I sit alone

A chilling wind blows, a ghostly aura pervades, the red spider lilies bloom, and a lone figure sits in the underworld.

The First Episode of the Mido Paranormal Events

My name is Mido. Of course, this isn't my real name. It's just that the stories I'm about to tell are based on verifiable facts, so I have to use a pseudonym to prevent my friends from being shocked when they read them and then blacklisting me.

In reality, most people in this world can see some paranormal phenomena, but as they grow older, vanity, jealousy, arrogance, and other factors cloud their minds, preventing them from seeing them. What cannot be seen, of course, does not exist. They begin to doubt, question, and begin to believe that there is no such thing as a "ghost" in this world. Although, that thing still exists around us.

There are exceptions like me. Those strange figures haven't faded or disappeared with my age. Instead, through 19 years of experience, I've come to understand them even better.

My first memory of paranormal phenomena was when I was six years old. (I don't remember anything before that.)

At that time, my family lived outside Zigui County. My grandmother lived in the county town. There was only a 15-minute mountain path between the two houses.

Every Sunday, I would go to my grandma's house by myself to play all day, and then go home after dinner. I always made sure to get home before dark.

But that day, Grandma's dinner was cooked a little late, and by the time I finished eating, it was already dark. Grandma wanted to take me home, but I thought I was an adult now and didn't need to be taken around like a little kid. (Kids always like to prove they've grown up through all sorts of silly things; I'm sure everyone has had similar experiences :)) So, while Grandma was getting the flashlight, I ran off in a flash.

I ran out of town in one breath and stood on a dirt slope, panting. I figured Grandma couldn't possibly catch me, and I couldn't help but feel smug about my clever escape. A gust of wind blew by, and I shivered, feeling more alert. Looking at the dark mountain road ahead, I began to regret my decision. Those little trees by the roadside, they looked perfectly fine during the day, so why did they exude such a sinister and ominous atmosphere at night?

The clear moonlight veiled the mountain path. I gritted my teeth and jogged forward. As I rounded a bend, I saw a woman ahead.

Great, I have someone to keep me company now.

That was my first thought. So I quickened my pace a few more steps, and was about 5 meters away from the woman. At that moment, I realized that the woman in front of me was my grandmother's neighbor, whom I always called "Fourth Aunt".

My fourth aunt is usually very kind to me, sometimes giving me little snacks like candied dates. But she was seriously ill last year and has been bedridden at home ever since, so I haven't seen her in a long time. One day I overheard my grandmother telling someone, "My fourth aunt probably won't make it through autumn."

Grandma always lies, but isn't Auntie doing just fine now?

"Fourth Aunt!" I called out, quickening my pace until I was only half a meter away from her.

My aunt swayed and stopped, and I quickly stopped as well.

"Fourth Aunt!" I called out again, my face beaming with smiles.

My fourth aunt slowly turned around, then lowered her head and stared at me intently. The moonlight cast a pale halo on her face. Her expression was strange, or rather, expressionless. I couldn't help but take a small step back.

"Fourth Aunt?"

"Duoduo, it's you." Aunt Si's voice sounded different than usual. It was weak and listless, almost ethereal. I froze, unsure of what to say. The atmosphere around us began to feel strange.

"Duoduo, don't go any further, go back quickly." Fourth Aunt stared at me and uttered these words one by one.

"I, I,----" I was so frightened that I backed away, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Duoduo, don't go any further, go back quickly." Fourth Aunt retreated in a strange manner; I had never seen anyone walk like that before, it was like she was floating!

"Duoduo, don't go any further, go back quickly." Fourth Aunt retreated further and further away, her voice becoming increasingly faint. I finally couldn't help but shout and turned to run. I hadn't run more than a few steps when I bumped into something hard and passed out.

When I woke up, I saw my mother with tears streaming down her face, and I was safely at home.

Later I learned that my fourth aunt had passed away before I got home that day. I also learned that my grandmother was worried and went to my house to check if I had arrived home safely, but she encountered my father, who was looking for me, on the way. They were frantic and searched everywhere for me, finally finding me unconscious near our famous "Cliff of Forgetfulness". I was only seven steps away from the edge of the cliff!

Later, I went to my fourth aunt's grave and kowtowed to thank her for saving my life.

My father forbade me to tell anyone about this, and he also forbade me to ask about it again.

Although I stopped asking, I always felt a lump in my throat.

A year later, we moved to the city where I live now.

The reason for moving was because of me.

My friends always found the way I walked strange. Finally, one day, they asked, "Hey, Duoduo, there aren't any stones on the road, why are you walking around them?"

"There's an uncle standing there! Didn't you see him?" I asked truthfully.

---Bifengke

Reply [2]: Two scary little stories

Story 1: Jump! Jump! Jump!

A couple took V8 photos of their son when he turned three to commemorate the occasion. The three-year-old boy happily jumped around in front of the camera...

The couple was immersed in their blissful joy... and didn't notice their son's strange behavior... and just like that, the three-year-old boy died while jumping around.

A year later, on the anniversary of their son's death, the couple watched the V8 to ease their grief.

Unexpectedly.........

The son who kept jumping in the shot wasn't jumping because he was happy.

A hand that appeared out of nowhere was grabbing the son's hair...

Keep pulling upwards...pull...pull...pull...pull...pull...

Story Two: Where did Mom go?

A couple often argued. One day, they got into another argument over household finances... The argument got so heated that the husband grabbed a fruit knife in a fit of rage and accidentally killed his wife.

The husband secretly buried his wife's body, and fearing that his children would ask about their mother's whereabouts when they came home, he racked his brains to come up with a story.

However, the first day passed, the second day passed... and so on until the sixth day, the child didn't ask about his mother. He found it strange and finally couldn't help but ask the child: "You haven't seen your mother for so many days, don't you miss her? Why don't you ask where your mother went?"

Unexpectedly, the child looked at his father with a puzzled expression and said, "No!...It's just so strange! Daddy, why do you keep carrying Mommy on your back?"

---Bifengke

Reply [3]: That's scary~~~~

I've encountered this before.

---Dancing Miaomiao

Reply [4]: Don't be afraid. Although it is late at night, there is always righteousness in people's hearts!

---Bifengke

Reply [5]: The Haunted Unit 9

At the beginning of the story, I'd like to introduce the background.

I'm from Chongqing. Those familiar with Chongqing know it's a mountain city, surrounded by two rivers (the Yangtze and the Jialing River). In C

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