The mourning hall is erected, paper figures are made, and no doors are opened after sunset.
In the middle of July, the gloomy atmosphere is heavy, and hundreds of ghosts return to their souls at night.
The midnight bell rang, and the cold wind blew in with a hint of blood.
The people sitting on the sofa slowly opened their eyes and looked around blankly. There were nine people sitting in the narrow, dark room.
In addition to the five men from Meng Nan, there were two men and two women, one of whom seemed to be a foreigner.
"Where is this?" A woman in a suit stood up, frowning.
"Hello, I'm Chen Rui'er." Chen Rui'er stood up and stretched out her hand with a smile on her face.
"I'm not asking who you are, I'm asking where this is?" However, the woman in a suit said coldly without even looking at Chen Ruier's hands.
"Haha, he looks like a highly educated person, but he is actually a shrew." George leaned on the sofa and said very comfortably.
"What did you say!" The woman in a suit suddenly became angry.
"Okay, okay!" Chen Ruier hurriedly stopped the woman in a suit, and then said to the four people: "Whether you believe it or not, this is the world of Huihunye."
"The Night of Returning to the Soul? You mean the Night of Returning to the Soul played by Master Xing? We traveled through time?" Another woman asked hurriedly: "By the way, my name is Man Sisi. Nice to meet you."
"Indeed, you have traveled through time." Xia Wenqing's eyes passed over the woman in the suit and the other two people, and said in a deep voice: "Just like what Rui'er just said, whether you believe it or not, this is a fact.
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"How do you prove it? How do we know it's not you..." A young man stood up and asked doubtfully.
"I said it, it's up to you whether you believe it or not!" Xia Wenqing interrupted the young man's words directly, and his voice was extremely cold: "Believe us, let's study together and work hard to survive. If you don't believe it, what do you think?
You do as you please."
Even though seven days have passed, Xia Wenqing still hasn't come out of Jason's shadow.
You know, even in Death Comes or A Nightmare on Elm Street, Xia Wenqing never came so close to death.
In other words, it is not just Xia Wenqing, but also Chen Rui'er, Chen Song, and George. Only Meng Nan has been a little bit nervous because he has been close to death countless times in the past.
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Just getting used to it.
"This should be the building in the movie." Meng Nan stood up slowly at this moment. He had just observed the room carefully.
Although there were no lights on in the room at the moment, the bloody moonlight shining in from the window could still make out the scene in the room clearly.
The wall has long been dilapidated, and the wall skin has peeled off, leaving it looking like one hole after another has been exposed.
This hall is only about ten square meters, with four sets of sofas, two long and two short, standing opposite each other, forming a rectangle.
The leather on the sofa has almost peeled off a long time ago. Not only does the surface not feel smooth at all, but it is extremely rough.
There are two doors behind the long sofa where Meng Nan, Chen Ruier and Chen Song are sitting, one leading to the bedroom and the other leading to the bathroom.
Although the two doors were open, it was dark inside and nothing could be seen.
Sitting on the long sofa opposite Meng Nan were Xia Wenqing, Man Sisi and the young man who was talking. Behind the sofa was the wall, and there seemed to be a photo hanging on it, but the photo had long faded.
Not clear.
Behind the short sofa where George was sitting was the kitchen and balcony, where the moonlight shone in.
Sitting on the short sofa opposite George were the woman in a suit and the foreign man, and behind them was a security door, which should be the entrance door.
In the center of the four sets of sofas, there is an old TV. The antenna of the TV has long been broken. Although the screen is pitch black, there is a "sizzling" sound coming from the TV.
"Haha, this sofa is really weirdly arranged, like a coffin." Chen Song also stood up: "Okay, we don't have much time, you can decide for yourself."
"I, I will go with you!" Man Sisi said hurriedly: "I believe, I believe you."
"Haha, idiot." The woman in a suit looked at Man Sisi with disdain.
Following the movements of the woman in the suit, Meng Nan, who was closest to him, finally saw clearly the words on the nameplate on her chest: "Ji Siying, lobby manager."
"What about you?" Xia Wenqing glanced at the young man sitting beside him and asked calmly: "How to choose?"
"Me, me and you
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Let's go together. By the way, my name is Zhou Ruohai." The young man hesitated and said. He didn't believe these people 100%, but if he didn't believe it, what could he do?
"Haha, okay, okay. We are together again." George stood up with a smile, clapped his hands, and then looked at the foreign man who had been silent: "Hey, buddy, how about you, do you want to join me?
Together?"
"Me?" The foreign man slowly raised his head and looked at George suspiciously.
"Of course, it's you. Are you going to do it yourself? Or follow them? Or follow me?" George asked.
"I..." The foreign man was about to speak, but the two open doors suddenly closed.
"This..." Everyone was startled and hurriedly looked at the two doors, but found nothing.
"Um, is it caused by the wind?" Man Sisi trembled and asked in a low voice.
"Haha." Xia Wenqing sneered: "They should be here, my foreign friend, please make a decision quickly, we don't have time."
As soon as Xia Wenqing finished speaking, the originally black TV screen lit up, but there was nothing on it except "snowflakes".
"Here, this TV is not plugged in." Zhou Ruohai's voice also trembled: "Why is it on?"
"There's no time, let's go, now, let's go!" Meng Nan stood up in a hurry and rushed towards the door.
However, as soon as Meng Nan's hand touched the handle of the security door, he was held down by a hand.
Meng Nan turned around and saw that it was the foreign man.
"Why are you so anxious? Aren't you asking me?" The corners of the foreign man's mouth gradually turned up, his face became greener and greener, and he slowly raised his other hand, which was holding a sharp weapon.
fruit knife.
"Of course I want to go with you!" the foreign man said, and as soon as his arm dropped, he stabbed Meng Nan with the fruit knife.
"Bang!" However, at this time Xia Wenqing had already rushed to Meng Nan's side and kicked the foreign man directly into the corner. Then he supported Meng Nan who could hardly stand: "Old Meng, are you okay?
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"No, it's okay!" Meng Nan hurriedly opened the door and shouted: "He has been possessed by a ghost, run away!"
