I have been writing ghost stories for sixty nights, but do you know? Not all of these stories are false. If I say they are all true, of course it is impossible, but there are a few that are true. For example, if you talk about Uncle Feng ("Mask"), he is currently studying in a certain police academy. I can't lie to you, but I can't tell you the real name or the real place name; for example, "Little Ghost's Birthday", this is a cliché ghost Story, why should I tell it as a story? Anyway, I still feel scared when I think about it now.

"Burning the Substitute" is a story told to me by my uncle, and "The Woman Looking at the Ceiling" is an adaptation of a story written by a netizen on Tieba.

In addition, "Dream Travels" was originally a chapter in "Three Dreams" by Bai Xingjian (Bai Juyi's younger brother), and "Life Sentence" is a processing of an incident in Japan.

"Japs in the Corridor" is my personal experience. The haunted house in "The Mask" really exists on a certain campus in Shenyang.

What I mean by this is that everything in this world does not necessarily need to be explained by science, just like what is said in "The Ghost Files"...

The story I’m telling you today is still a story I experienced personally. This story about wallpaper happened in Hangzhou.

last year.

In December last year, I participated in the first "CW Literary Star" competition and got the chance to be in the finals. By chance, I went to Hangzhou to have some fun. Of course, the first priority was the competition.

The result of the competition is not important, of course participation is important. Although participation is important, it is not important compared to the story I told.

On the third day of the competition, the organizing committee no longer provided accommodation. I took a certain bus to Wulin Square because I had booked a room in a hotel there and planned to stay there.

I'm not familiar with Hangzhou, so I spent a long time looking for a hotel. It wasn't until dark that I found the hotel. The location of this hotel is very strange. It's in the middle of a residential building, inside a community, and it doesn't look like a hotel. It's a small one. I bought it online at Nuomi. It only costs 59 yuan a night, which is very cheap.

They said it was a special room. They asked me if I wanted to add 30 yuan to upgrade. I said no, just get this one, and then I went into this room.

It is indeed a special room. According to legend, it is a double room, but in fact it is not as small as a single room. There is a good TV hanging on the wall. In Changhong, there is a small table in front of the TV, and the table is almost next to the bed. , the bed was almost next to the bathroom, and there was a strange smell in the room.

I can't describe what the strange smell is. There is something strange on the sheets, like blood has coagulated, but it's not, I don't know what it is. The bathroom is very dirty, I didn't even wash up, and there is wallpaper next to the bed. The wallpaper is made of ponies and kittens, but it is very old and feels like it is not of this world. It is also slightly peeled off and looks a bit oozing.

Anyway, I felt very uncomfortable staying in that room. Thanks to the getting late, I hurriedly went out to buy a hot dog, finished eating and got ready to go to bed.

I booked a special ticket for seven o'clock the next morning, which meant I had to leave at five o'clock, so I set an alarm for four-thirty, and after everything was ready, I went to bed.

When I was sleeping until midnight, I felt a sound and a slight feeling of urination. I vaguely heard a sound that seemed to be near me, like the sound of tearing down wallpaper.

I squinted my eyes and slowly turned my head to the wall with the wallpaper. There was nothing there, but the sound seemed to come from there.

I was just about to turn my head back when I suddenly felt something strange about the wall.

On the wall, look carefully, there is a figure on the wall.

The figure moves on the wall, left and right. The faster he moves, the faster the sound of tearing down the wallpaper. The slower he moves, the slower the sound of tearing down the wallpaper.

I didn't dare to move and slowly turned my head back. Just as I turned my head, I felt him pause for a moment.

My heart was beating fast. I was afraid that he would notice me, so I turned over in my sleep, turning my body over and over again, with my back facing the wall.

I felt the sound of tearing down wallpaper starting again.

I closed my eyes hard, hoping to fall asleep, but it was difficult to fall asleep, and the feeling of urination was very strong, which made me extremely uncomfortable.

Later, I don’t know how I fell asleep. I didn’t even hear the alarm clock. It was half past five when I woke up. After I woke up, I quickly got dressed and checked out. I didn’t dare to delay at all, and I didn’t even dare to look at it.

On that wall.

I took a taxi to the Wulin Square bus station as soon as I left the hotel, and then boarded the bus and boarded the plane. It was all done in one go, and I almost missed the trip.
Chapter completed!