Are those ghost stories I heard as a kid real?

Well, of course not!! It's just a deception.

I haven't seen it, I haven't seen you, can I say that your existence is superstition, this is the real superstition, modern science can't see it, there are too many things that can't be explained, don't be superstitious about modern science, it's very ignorant, the ancients have seen it, the books written are Soshen Night Talk, Pick Up the Lamp Night Talk, Read Wei Caotang's Notes, are all the author's personal experience or listen to people close to you, and now some people have seen it, and when they say it, they are criticized by atheism, and people don't dare to say it, and they don't dare to say it, let alone write it out, and the article is published, let alone research If you don't hear it much, you think that no one has seen it, so now some people say, "There were ghosts and gods in ancient times, and there are no ghosts and gods now, that's the imagination of ancient people who don't understand science." In fact, we ignore the background of the current language environment, and create a knowledge vacuum for ourselves, and instead joke that some people have seen it for thousands of years, and have written a lot of things, and there are records in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, and what kind of evidence do we need to believe?

Well, ghost stories, the old people just use ghosts to scare and scare the children, so that you can be obedient -- but some may be the experience of the elderly, and it is better to follow the rules.

If you believe it, you don't believe it, and what the old people can tell you is always some of their experiences.

But it must be remembered that people are more terrible than ghosts in this world.

If you believe, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, there will be no ghosts, all in the hearts of people!

No, there are no ghosts, they are all used to scare people.

The story goes: When I was a child, I could see ghosts, and on a snowy night in a deserted temple, I met an old man with a puppet puppet in his hand, this old man had white hair and ragged clothes, but his puppet was well-made, and he was a beautiful girl, with tears hanging on his eyes and eyelashes, which made people feel pity when he saw it.

The old man complained to himself: I liked to watch puppet shows when I was young, and in order to learn to study puppet shows, I delayed time, learned, and got older, but I was more determined about it, so I took puppet shows as a profession, although I enjoyed myself, but I wandered all my life, I had no fixed place, no partner, and the only thing that accompanied me was the puppet, and the old man cried while talking, and I comforted him and asked him to accompany and do a puppet show, and he carried the puppet in front of the three-foot red cloth to perform, puppet, singing melodious, looking forward to Shenfei, although the painting is sad makeup, but it is beautiful, the performance is over, the old man holding the puppet mood calmed down a little, but suddenly angry said: I am depressed in this life, are all mistaken by you, I can't even afford clothes when it's cold, poor and cold here, it's better to burn you, so I threw the puppet into the fire, I didn't have time to stop it, I could only stomp my feet in the air, lamenting and regretting this puppet.

I'll tell you about one:

I'm a ghost. Isn't it scary?

The story of Zhang Zhen's dumplings is best to listen to the version, which is more shocking!