Ghost story! ! !

One night in 1983, a man walked through the wall near the Treasure Hall of the Forbidden City and suddenly found a pair of people with palace lanterns in the distance. He thought that in this day and age, everyone used flashlights. Who still used palace lanterns? . . . But another thought that the party taught us that there are no ghosts and gods in the world, and it must be dazzled, or some natural phenomenon, so I wanted to go forward and have a look, but I couldn't catch up with the people with palace lanterns, but from a distance, it was indeed a maid-in-waiting wearing cheongsam of the Qing Dynasty, walking neatly with palace lanterns with gauze. This scared him so much that he sat down on the ground and didn't dare to chase him. Until the lights were out of sight, he moved home step by step from another road.

I remember when I was a child, there was a treasure theft case in the Forbidden City. The suspect hid in the crevice between the bathrooms opposite the Treasure Museum before it closed. When the staff came out after work, they advanced to the Treasure Museum and then the Zhong Bao Museum, and stole a lot of things, but they were discovered by the inspectors not far away. The discovery process was quite bizarre. At first, the inspector didn't want to look up, but there was a voice in his heart telling him that someone was taking my things. He was also frightened. In the middle of the night, a figure appeared on a wall of the Forbidden City, so he shouted out. Everyone took a flashlight and saw the figure jump off the wall, so he called the police. Later, I heard that the armed police and the police blocked the Forbidden City. The wall was surrounded by police, and there were arrests. Later, the suspect jumped down from a place on the wall without falling to death and was unloaded by pine trees.

I'm telling a story. There are special night patrols in the Forbidden City, and there are also special fire brigades living in it. When I was young, I often went to play in the fire brigade, but of course I was kicked out. Cold ~ ~ ~ Dogs are very unpopular ~ ~ Hehe ~~

It was a summer, and several fire brigade members slept in Palace of Gathered Elegance after finishing fire drills in Palace of Gathered Elegance. In summer, they spread a mat in the temple without using a quilt. At 2 o'clock in the morning, more than one team member was awakened by the cool breeze in the early morning, and they opened their eyes in a daze. Wow ~ ~ How did I sleep in the corridor outside the temple door? Trembling, he hugged the mat and went back to sleep in the temple. When he woke up in the morning, he found that it was carried to the bottom of the porch. He said to the other players, Stop it. Aren't you bothering me enough? I'm exhausted from training, and I still have a mind to torment me. The other team members said that we didn't carry you out. When I woke up in the morning, I saw you sleeping outside. Are you sleepwalking, but you don't have this problem sleeping in the team, which is strange. They decided to find out about it, and they rested there after each patrol in Palace of Gathered Elegance, but every time the soldier was always carried out in the middle of the night and slept in the porch, everyone was really scared, so they dared not sleep in Palace of Gathered Elegance again, but why didn't other soldiers be carried out? I think it might be that the soldier who was carried out had a weak yang, and it was his weakest time after patrol training that he was easily teased by that thing. Hehe ~~

My mother used to work in the Forbidden City for a while, and I heard the personal experience of the security guard inside: two security guards worked the night shift together at night, and one went to the toilet. The toilet is some distance from where they sleep. As soon as the man went in and closed the door, he heard someone knocking at the door. He asked, "Who is it?"! ?” Then I heard a deep voice answer, "Open the door." After he opened the door, he didn't see anyone, so he wanted to continue to go to the toilet. Unexpectedly, there was another knock at the door, and the low voice said, "Open the door." He was frightened at once and ran back to his sleeping place, wondering if another man was teasing him. When I went back, I found that the man was still asleep, and his sleeping posture had not changed. Sure enough, I asked him the next day, but he didn't know anything. Never go out alone again at night!

I used to hear that something strange happened to the No.333 bus from Yuanmingyuan to Xiangshan, but now it seems that No.333 bus has disappeared. This is what a buddy said a few years ago. At that time, there were still 333 buses. He once waited for the bus at Xiangshan, because it was the starting station, and there were many people, especially some uncles and aunts who went up the mountain to exercise. However, there was a car parked there, and few people got on it. It seemed that everyone was still waiting. He went up, and before he went up, a grandfather next to him pulled him. He went up and sat near the front door. At this time, he found a man opposite him sweating on his forehead and seemed to be shaking a little. He looked at the man, who pointed to the driver and whispered, "driver, no legs!" "

doesn't he think this is bullshit? How can a driver drive without legs? He looked from the side and did not see the driver's leg, so he got a little nervous and got down without waiting for the bus to start.

after a while, the car drove away. There are about three or four people in the car.

The uncle next to him said, "Young man, thanks to you!"

When his car passes by a place, it's probably in Wan 'an Cemetery or something (I don't remember clearly). Just look at the car parked in front of it, and there's no one there. (There is indeed an Wan 'an Cemetery near Xiangshan, Beijing)

This is what a MM said.

She once went to the Temple of Heaven with his BF and some friends. Just below the door of the Hall of Prayer for the New Year, she took pictures of BF and several other friends. It was three or four o'clock in the afternoon and the sunset was just right. She suddenly found that several people had shadows, but an old man not far away didn't! I heard that ghosts have no shadows! But ghosts don't come out during the day. After filming, she took BF's hand and whispered, "Look at that uncle over there when you shoot. He seems to have no shadow."

BF takes pictures of some of them. After filming, BF was a little nervous, too, and came over and told her, "No, I saw that everyone else had a shadow. He had three looks, but he was not sure. I filmed him."

Later, the photos were developed. There should be the one with the old man, but there was no old man.

When I go to the Wumen Gate at night, there are guards guarding it. So I don't think it's so scary.

It's just that it's cloudy in the Forbidden City.

Once, on a snowy night in Beijing, I drove to the Wumen Gate. It was so quiet. I lay in my car watching the school scene at Wumen Gate. I listened to the sound of falling snow ~ ~ Hey! It's beautiful.

I've been to the Wumen Gate many times. When it rains and thunders, I've been there, but I haven't seen anything.

I heard that there are many people fishing in Beihai. Once several people went fishing, and when the weather changed, they saw that it was going to rain, so they quickly collected their rain gear. At this time, it rained, and they went to the shed of a snack shop on the roadside to take shelter from the rain. Still talking to him! If you take a closer look, the woman will be gone. When the woman enters the shed, everyone will ask him, did a woman stand behind you just now?

He said, yes, I think there was a woman in the back who couldn't hear clearly. When I turned around, there was no one at all.

She wasn't a person at all ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I added that she didn't experience it personally, but heard it.

I'm a stranger. A college classmate is from Beijing. He has a high school classmate whose mother works in the Palace Museum. It was said that one day after the Forbidden City closed, an older man was patrolling. Walking, I found a middle-aged woman in a bun and cheongsam in an alley in front of me. Alas, he wondered in his heart, why is there anyone else? I want to go forward and ask what happened. The woman smiled at her and turned and walked into the wall behind her. Attention, everyone, it is inside the wall, not inside the door. The old man immediately turned around in fear and left to find his work partner. When I found it, I told you about it. Unexpectedly, in a few days, this man died. Perhaps, it is really the time when the sun is low, so you can see it.

I once heard a friend say that a long time ago, probably in 198, a crew of Beijing Film Studio filmed a night show in the Forbidden City, and it was not finished at 12 o'clock. The actors were afraid and wanted to leave, but the director wouldn't let them. There was no way but to bite the bullet and shoot, but at this time, a row of figures dressed in ladies' clothes appeared on the wall, and women's cries came from time to time. The whole crew fled and didn't go back to pack until the next morning. I'm afraid to think about it now! I've heard about the Summer Palace once. It was said that when I saw Kunming Lake at night, a Shuang Yi grabbed the shore with his hands, and it was said that Ci Xi killed all the ladies-in-waiting who still went into the lake. I wonder if there is such a thing. There are always children swimming and drowning in Shichahai, and the old people there all say that they have gone to serve General Manager Li. When I went to the Forbidden City for the first time, I walked around all the open places in the Forbidden City. Many places in the harem were gloomy, especially in some courtyards, where few tourists went, with rows of palace lanterns and large water tanks. I also climbed in the doorways of those yards that were not open, and they were overgrown with weeds and looked bleak. And that princess well, the wellhead is so small, I don't know how it can be stuffed.

Later, I worked in Beijing for a period of time, and chatted with several colleagues, saying that everyone took DV to visit the Forbidden City at night that day, and began to tell ghost stories of the Forbidden City. One of them said that jewelry used by harem concubines was specially displayed in the Forbidden City. At night, I could always hear nails scratching at glass and wire, and a very noisy voice said, "Mine. . Mine. . 。”

I know that in the bell tower of the Drum Tower, one of my classmates was walking near it in winter, and met with a ghost hitting the wall. He walked into the building from the street for some reason, and was later found and rescued by an old man who patrolled the building. It happened after 5 pm. . .

First, when I was about five years old, my old house was in Huangchenggen, north of May 4th Street, and behind Jingshan East Street. It was a bungalow complex that had not been demolished for at least several decades. My father came home late one day, and my mother coaxed me to sleep first. My five-year-old child should have slept soundly, but I was awakened by the movement of my father turning on the light that day, so I rubbed my eyes. The light was on in the room, and my father was standing by the bed, talking, but I saw another man standing on the threshold of the back room. He was very short, almost as tall as I was at that time, and his face was like a Peking Opera mask. I can't remember the specific pattern, but he was a bright and ugly little man. At first, I rubbed my eyes and asked my father, Who is that at the door? But no one answered me. I asked three or four times, and my father and mother turned to pay attention to me. I can't remember what happened later, but I remember clearly that my father threw a pillow at the threshold, as if he had thrown something else, in order to drive the little man away. Then I remembered that the light was black and I couldn't see anything, so I went to sleep. This incident has always existed in my memory, but I doubt whether it was a dream. So I never mentioned it to my parents. Until about three or five years ago, I chatted with my mother and casually said, I've never met a ghost in my life. My mother suddenly replied, nonsense, didn't you see it at night in Jingshan that year? I was tongue-tied and asked her, wasn't that my dream? How can it be a dream? Didn't you meet a kid? The second thing is still in the old house. At that time, I didn't live here anymore, but my sister lived. One day, she left work early and took a nap at home. Suddenly, she dreamed that it was raining, and a cat was flying over the skylight. The window showed a dark shadow of something, and there was a faint scratching sound on the door leaf. She dreamed that I was sleeping with her in the big bed, so she woke up and told her never to open the door, but it was too late, and the door opened automatically. A woman came in. The woman wore a thick adhesive tape and dark raincoat from the 193s, and looked up to reveal a pale face dripping with water. She looked twenty-six or seven, and she didn't say a word, but she desperately wanted to go to bed. My sister dreamed that I was inside and said loudly: Spit her! Yell at her! So she did the same thing and spat at this woman desperately. Suddenly, thunder rolled, and she woke up with a tingle, only to find that she was still in peace and prosperity, and she was sweating all over. There were too many old houses in old Beijing, and it was hard to say where there was deep hatred and old enmity. But those who experienced it were often not afraid, so let's say it. Third, a young colleague of mine borrowed a classmate's house in Jinsong. I started dreaming every now and then, dreaming that an old man was standing by his bed and asked him to return his daughter's body to him. At first, only this old man was collecting debts by the bed, but later he dreamed in more detail, and he could even hang out of his body in mid-air to see everything in the room. At this time, he knew that the old man's daughter really died in his room and her body was on the other side of his bed. By the second week of this dream, My little colleague, though full of blood and nothing, began to feel a little uneasy. He told me what to do. I scratched for a long time and suggested: You'd better move. He said, don't move, save money! But after less than a month, I still moved away. Since then, I haven't heard him mention the strange dream of begging for a corpse.

Tell a story I once heard: Jiang Kun and Li Wenhua in Jinsong Ghost House say cross talk, you must know them! Both of them live in this community, but Jiang Kun's home is far away, and he is out of the east entrance of Jinsong, while Li's hometown is only three buildings away from my home. It is a five-story ordinary red brick residential building. A great event happened in Beijing around 1984. At that time, people, especially those living near Jinsong, were all worried. Everyone is saying that the building behind Li Wenhua's house is haunted. Whenever it is dark, when you enter that building door, you can hear sad cries and linger in your ears, and you can see the surrounding jack-o'-lantern flashing, and the lighting in the corridor is flickering, which is enough to scare people. In the dead of night, when everyone entered the dream fragrance, the door was very lively, and the voices of chatting, moving things, fighting and scolding children were clear, but when people opened the door, their voices stopped, leaving only the neighbors watching with probes to look at each other. At that time, the building was newly built, and only about half of the residents moved in. This happened, and the homes in the building moved away one after another, leaving only empty buildings. Strangely, people moved away, and ghosts seemed to follow, and the whole empty building was quiet. So some people who really didn't have a room to live quietly moved back, and they were safe for a few days. Until that day, an old lady slipped back after dinner and went upstairs to see a woman with long hair standing in front of her house. The old lady wondered, I didn't know, and asked who the woman with her back to her was looking for. After asking twice, there was no response. The old lady called the names of her wife and son in the house and helped her to push her aside and go into the house by herself. When the woman was pulled, she slowly turned around. In the dim light of the corridor, the old lady saw her front and fainted on the ground with a fright. Her family heard the cry to open the door, saw her mother lying unconscious on the ground, and immediately sent her to the hospital for rescue. After the old lady woke up, she was still shivering with fear and told the story intermittently. It turned out that the woman turned around and the side where the old lady saw her was also the back of a long-haired shawl! Poor old lady is too scared to get out of bed, and she is still suspicious all day.