Three long and super scary ghost stories

Ghost stories can bring people visual and spiritual shock. I wonder if you will feel this way after reading some scary ghost stories? Here are three super scary long ghost stories I prepared for you. I hope you like it!

Long and super scary ghost stories: 3 pieces and 1

Xiao Wu, a policeman, is very busy these days and is in charge of the security area. Jingxiu Garden? Recently, strange things have happened again and again, and residents in the community have been calling to report the case. The problem is that it was neither stolen nor robbed, let alone a bloody case. It's a little strange to say. The informant said that the dirty things at home were lost for no reason. With more and more informers, the director gave Xiao Wu an ultimatum: you should solve the case within one week even if you don't eat or sleep! Xiao Wu was spit all over by the director. He accepted it, despite his bitter heart.

After investigation, unannounced visits, and squatting, Xiao Wu tried his best, and the whole case still had no clue. The perpetrators are simply miraculous and can commit crimes under Xiao Wu's nose without being noticed. This made Xiao Wu once think that the perpetrators were probably residents of the community, but after several days of investigation, no suspects were found. In fact, Xiao Wu has always wondered that Jingxiu Garden has always been recognized as a civilized community, and the security system of the community is also perfect. Security guards patrol by turns during the day and at night. Who can throw garbage into people's homes without being found? Residents in the community are talking privately, thinking that there are ghosts at work. Fortunately, this ghost doesn't do anything that endangers personal safety, but just throws some dirty things into people's homes.

That night, Xiao Wu and a colleague were squatting in the community. The day after tomorrow is the deadline for the director to close the case, and Xiao Wu is more anxious than anyone else. It's no use worrying. There seems to be no other way but to wait for the perpetrators to appear. My colleague was a little sleepy in the middle of the night. Xiao Wu made him confused in the car and wandered around alone. When I went downstairs to No.4, I suddenly felt a sinister wind blowing in the air, and then I vaguely heard a bang, as if something had been thrown on the balcony of an upstairs family. Xiao Wu looked up with a flashlight and could see nothing but the dark sky.

The next day, the noise in the community was like cooking porridge. Almost every balcony is filled with a bag of garbage, and the dirty garbage attracts countless flies. The originally clean and comfortable community suddenly became a garbage dump. Xiao Wu is also dumbfounded. Who has such a great ability to let the whole community litter overnight? Obviously, the perpetrator is not a person. If it is not a person, it is a ghost.

Xiao Wu is an atheist. However, in the face of criticism from residents and reprimands from superiors, he really can't find any other reason to explain all this. I have been a policeman for so many years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a difficult case. When dealing with prisoners, Xiao Wu is never vague, but if dealing with ghosts, only God knows the result.

With the attitude of believing, Xiao Wu began to thoroughly investigate whether there were traitors among the dead in the community in recent years. He thinks that if it is really a ghost, then this ghost should not be a good bird before his death. Although it seems ridiculous, Xiao Wu really can't think of any better way. In addition, Xiao Wu also learned by the way that the predecessor of this community used to be a woodland. Due to the expansion of the city in recent years, woodland has been developed into residential quarters, and the nearby woodland has also developed in full swing. According to the old people in the community, there used to be many graves in this woodland, but they were all razed during the development.

Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly lit up. Could it be the ghosts in these graves?

In the evening, Xiao Wu asked his colleagues to stay in the community and drove to the woodland near Jingxiu Garden by himself. But the car has been driving for a long time, and he didn't see the shadow of the woodland. All he can see is some construction sites under construction. Before long, residential buildings will rise here again, and the tentacles of the city will extend here and continue to extend. Xiao Wu vaguely remembers a spring outing in this place under the guidance of his teacher when he was a child. At that time, it was a forest with birds and flowers, and there were gurgling streams in the forest. But at this moment, what I saw as a child can only be sealed in my memory forever.

Xiao Wu's car is being levied? The road ahead is blocked? Stop at the wooden sign. However, what appeared in front of Xiao Wu was not a dense forest, but a wasteland with only low bushes, and even a garbage mountain stood not far away. Obviously, the garbage in the residential area has been dumped here. Just as Xiao Wu looked at this desolate land with a thousand thoughts, a heavy truck dragged a load of garbage and slowly drove over. The rumbling noise awakened a large group of big birds lurking in the nearby bushes. They jumped into the sky and kept screaming, as if expressing strong protest. Xiao Wu recognized them as a group of egrets. At this time, Xiao Wu suddenly remembered that the place where the garbage was piled was originally a swamp with lush water plants, and these waterfowl were the owners of this swamp. But now, the swamp no longer exists, except for mountains of garbage and a small amount of smelly water.

The egret didn't fall until the truck left. Some fell in the bushes, others in the garbage. They flapped their wings for a while, then raised their necks and shouted, looking uneasy and angry. At the same time, what happened later almost stunned Xiao Wu: I saw an egret suddenly grab a garbage bag and rush into the sky, and then several others flew away, clutching a bag of garbage on their paws. In the dim twilight, they fly in the direction of the residential area.

Xiao Wu suddenly realized. It turns out that they are the perpetrators who have been tracking down for so many days! However, for the first time, and perhaps only time, Xiao Wu paid high tribute to these persistent criminals.

Long and super scary ghost stories: Chapter 3 and Chapter 2.

100, dongyang transferred to a somewhat shabby school in the town. Behind the school is a damp forest with several lonely graves. Dongyang was arranged in Class 5, Grade 3, and quickly integrated into this group.

It was on the evening of April 4th, because the teacher was not in the class, and more than half of the students studying at night didn't come. There are only seven or eight students in the classroom, which makes the atmosphere in the classroom somewhat deserted. Then Yamato suggested: Otherwise, let's tell ghost stories. ? Okay, okay? Several boys began to hiss. The students in the class were called up by us and formed a circle. The monitor also turned off the lights in the classroom. Yamato cleared his throat and then said in a gloomy voice, this happened in our school. There were two beautiful girls in Class Five, Grade Three. They are recognized as top students in the school, Qian Heya. On the evening of April 4th, Lao An, the dormitory administrator, saw that the door of 404 dormitory was half open, so he went to the door in wonder and shouted: No one! No one answered. He shouted several times, but no one answered! At this time, everything around is very ghostly! By the pale moonlight, Lao An walked to the door with a mighty hand and opened the dormitory door with a vicious force! Just a heartbreaking scream? Ah! ! ? Old Allah opened the door and looked up: he was greeted by a pair of white eyes, a pair of eyes without any luster, dilated pupils and blood stains on the corners of his eyes! I seem to see something terrible! Money is hanging on the beam of the dormitory! Strangely, she was wearing a bloody dress. Clothes smell of rotting corpses. It's an ancient cheongsam! What's even more bizarre is that she has a bloody Hosta in her hand! At the foot of the money dangling, it was written in purple liquid: Give me back my tablet! Ann screamed? Ah! ! ! ? And then passed out!

At this point in the story, several timid girls have turned pale with fear. Unconsciously, the circle is getting tighter and tighter! Hao Wei wants to know? Yamato! Don't take advantage of our 404 dormitory when telling stories! ? Dongyang and Zhang Xun hurriedly chimed in? Yes! Yes! You should paint Zhang Xia's dormitory 306. Say that finish hey hey smile! Suddenly, Chen Wei, who is also a dormitory in 306, ushered in a supercilious look. ? You two are itchy, aren't you? Be careful that Xia Jie comes back to pick you up, okay? They gave a quick laugh and stopped talking. Yamato smiled hazily? Hey, hey, what's up? You're scared! ? Dongyang disdainfully said? Gee, the story of the children's family, you go on. ? Yamato didn't answer and began to speak in a gloomy voice?

Afterwards, the police went to the town to investigate this bizarre death case. It is said that money didn't suffocate by hanging! The exact cause of death was a small hole in the back of the head. Like being poked out by a blunt instrument, the blood around the hole was blurred, and the brains in the brain cavity flowed out! Detectives sampled and investigated the fonts on the ground, and the result turned out to be handwriting mixed with brain and blood! So, the agents speculated that this was a murder! The murderer should have any enmity with the victim, so after killing the money, she should be hanged on the beam! A few clues about this case: the sentence "Give me back my tablet", the blood-red Hosta, and the tattered ancient cheongsam with a strong smell of carrion? These three lines puzzled the detectives, as if the case was strange from the beginning of the investigation!

? I heard that this school used to be a mass grave. Could it be something unclean? Zhao, the agent, was free at first. Thought of here, several agents can't help but be afraid. So get out of this strange place. Because there is no clue to the case, it has been temporarily stranded. No way, it's over! Isn't it terrible? Xu Ya said with a surprised expression. ? Do you think everyone is as old as you? Dongyang constant sound. ? Gee, then why are you shaking your ass? Xu Ya disdainful way. ? Me? Won't my skin itch? Zhu Wei suddenly jumped out of this sentence, which immediately caused a burst of laughter and eased the tension? Quiet, I'm not finished. Yamato pressed his hand and said. The room suddenly quieted down and the atmosphere solidified again?

The town finally calmed down temporarily, but! /kloc-April 0/4, ten days after the money was killed! The dormitory manager Lao An was found dead in front of a dormitory, which is Room 404! ! ! The old man's expression is very frightened! His eyes are bulging, his pupils are dilated, his face is livid, and there is a hole the size of a little finger on his forehead, but no brains flow out! Afterwards, after investigation, the cause of death of Lao An was determined as: death due to shock and heart attack! But what about the hole! Finally, I can't help thinking about the cause of death of money: the hole in the back of the head? Thinking about this, things can't help but get bigger! If the guess is true, then this is a serial murder! And the unknown killer is extremely cruel, and the deceased is brain-dead. The killer also wrote half-blood brains? Give me back my tablet? Finally, hang the body! After Lao An, the deceased, died of a heart attack, his forehead was pierced with a small hole, and his brains flowed out, but no traces of his brains were found and he disappeared. Because there is no clue that Lao An was killed, he ran aground again. Two people died in the town in ten days, which made people feel bright! Under pressure, the headmaster decided to take two weeks off to rectify the school.

At this point in the story, Yamato stopped again. ? Damn it, don't stop all the time, it'll give me an appetite! ? Hao Wei doesn't mind cursing. Yamato, despised in Hao Wei? This thing is true, but it was more than ten years ago. At that time, the principal invited a Taoist priest to cast a spell in our school to suppress this strange thing? Dongyang looked at Yamato? How do Taoist priests cast spells? Well, how do I know about it more than ten years ago, but I heard that he put a stone tablet in the cemetery behind the school, and then the strange thing went away. ? Dongyang pointed to Yamato and said? It can't be the stone tablet that the headmaster sold yesterday. I heard it was an ancient temple memorial tablet! Maybe. I don't know. What's the fuss about? ? Hao Wei said contemptuously? Do you think it is strange that if the stone tablet is really sold, it will be a big deal. Ha ha ha ha, Dongyang, you are too timid. This is just a story. What the hell is that? I hope so! ? Dongyang sighed and looked at the Hosta hanging on his chest.

Long and super scary ghost stories, 3 articles, 3 articles.

As the saying goes, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking at the door. I didn't do anything wrong here, but I happened to meet a ghost knocking at the door. . . . . .

I am a newly graduated college student, and I am looking for a job. Because I stayed in the city where I went to college for a long time, I had a familiar feeling, so I stayed. You must find a room to live in before looking for a job. I turned this modest city upside down, and the rental house I found was either too bad or too expensive. Walking on the road, because you are looking for a rental house, pay attention to the small advertisements on the telephone poles. Don't say, heaven rewards hard work. Really let me find a super cheap rental house, so I went to see it. I called the landlord according to the contact information left in the advertisement. I made an appointment to see it. The environment is quite good, and the conditions in the house are very good. I paid the rent that day, which must be an act of god. Moved in in a hurry.

I was too tired at night after moving to the rental house, so I went to bed early. I don't know how long it took, but I was awakened by a quick knock at the door. At first, I thought I wouldn't care when I dreamed. Later, when I listened carefully, someone really knocked at the door. Looking at 2: 30 in the morning, I don't know who stayed up late and twitched. Although there is a knock at the door, I dare not open it at night. So I ignored it and fell asleep in a daze.

I woke up the next morning and forgot all about knocking at the door last night. After breakfast, I embarked on the great road of finding a job. In a blink of an eye, it was evening again, and I finished my dinner in a hurry. I began to look for job advertisements on the Internet, but I visited five or eight cities and still didn't find a satisfactory job. Time always slips away in our casual moments, a thousand times faster than usual. I stayed up until the early hours of the morning when someone knocked at the door. Scared me to tremble and relieved my mood. Looking up at the watch, the pointer is stopping at 2: 30 in the morning. It was also at this time that I recalled the knock on the door last night. My heart trembled and I broke out in a cold sweat. I have a scene from a horror movie in my mind. A hideous-looking demon with long hair stood outside the door, waiting for someone to open the door and lock his life. I dare not think carefully, nor dare I open the door. I hurried to bed, but I didn't sleep all night. It was not until about four or five in the morning that the knock on the door stopped. The night I went was really scary. The knock on the door never stopped, and there was the sound of nails scraping the door, squeaking ~ ~ ~. I didn't dare to get up until dawn. It was a long time before I dared to open the door. I walked around this floor, only my family lived, and the rest were empty, which was very strange.

I turned around and was about to go back when I looked up and saw a surveillance video. So I found the property and monitored it, but the images displayed in the monitoring surprised me. There is no one outside my door after 2: 30 in the morning. This can not help but strengthen my belief in ghosts. I found a master, a young man in a suit and tie in his twenties. He came to the front of the rental house and looked around. I didn't find anything special either. I'm just saying it's cloudy here, but I can't find the source outside the door. Had to give up. Unconsciously, it was evening again, and it was getting dark. My heart is getting nervous. I'm afraid. I'm afraid of knocking at the door. I'm more afraid of monsters knocking at the door. I have no choice but to stay quietly. I went to the kitchen and got a kitchen knife to defend myself. Time is running out. Suddenly my phone rang. Today is the host. He told me that a murder happened on the floor where I lived a few days before I moved in, and it should be the ghost of the victim who knocked at the door. This ghost will find someone to fall for tonight. He put a spell on my door. As long as I don't open the door, the world will be peaceful. Knowing this news, I cursed the fact that the landlord had expired. But what can we do? I have to go. The door is locked. Time is ticking away. I'm really in pain. I didn't stand or sit. It's almost half past two in the morning. Suddenly my cell phone rang again. It's the master. He told me to leave the room at once. 1 It turns out that the murder happened in this rental house, which means the ghost is in my house. The usual knock on the door is made by the devil standing in the room. As soon as he said it, I broke out in a cold sweat and began to run outside. But it was late, the knock on the door rang again, and the lights in the room began to flash. At this time, I clearly saw a figure in red at the door, with his back to me. I can't see its face clearly. I only have one thought now, and that is to hide. I was about to turn around and run back to the bedroom, but I tripped and fell heavily on the ground. Then the figure turned around and I saw its face: bloody and badly corroded by blood. Its tongue is hanging outside, and its almost empty eyes are staring at me. Lying on the ground, I just want to escape, without considering the pain, but how can my legs and feet not listen to me? It is coming towards me step by step, and my heart is about to jump out of my throat. I didn't hang up my dropped mobile phone, so I desperately called for help from the master at the other end of the phone. At this time, the evil spirit has come to me, and it has reached out its hand that has exposed its bones and grabbed my neck. The smell of blood and rancid smell on its body flooded into my nasal cavity, which was suffocating. I panicked and didn't know what to do, so I grabbed the kitchen knife on the table and chopped it hard. With its howl, the hand that gripped me suddenly loosened.

I came to retreat, and I saw its horrible face become more ferocious. She was very angry. She raised her fingernail-stained hands and walked towards me. I hurried into the bedroom and closed the door. The master on the phone told me to lie on the bed and cover the sheets, so that the evil spirits could only see the empty bed and not me. I hurried to do so, threw the quilt on the bed to the ground, and then covered it with sheets. The door burst open with a bang. I heard footsteps stop in front of the bed and left. The room quieted down and I gently stuck my head out of the sheets. The room was empty, so I lifted the sheets and stood up. But I smelled a stench and stood behind me as soon as I turned around. I let out a cry and tried to escape, but it was too late. Its hand is on my neck now. Then I heard the door suddenly open. It's the master. He made his first decision and then threw a handful of copper coins. Copper coins hit the evil spirits, and a flash of lightning flashed. The ghost flew to the wall with a scream. Then it jumped on its owner like crazy, lifted him high and threw him out. The master fell to the ground. The master conveniently struck an amulet, and the evil spirits trembled like an electric shock. Then the master took out the blood of the black dog and poured it on the evil spirits, and then the evil spirits ignited a raging fire. After some struggle, it went up in smoke. Shortly after that, I got a job and moved out of this rental house. This matter will gradually fade away. . . . . . .

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