When Chi Jian woke up slowly, he found himself lying on that day. Not only was it pitch black, but it was extremely dark. He could only vaguely see a huge wheel slowly turning in the air.
"Where is this? The Ferris wheel?"
Chi Jian's memory was still in the maze. He remembered that he seemed to have knocked a person's head away at that time.
That memory gradually became clear in the mind from blur.
"It's that..." Ah Tou!"
Chi Jian thought of A Tou's fat body suddenly turning into a gray mist, and his heart still tightened.
"Lin Tian didn't tell them, am I my own?"
It’s not that Chi Jian didn’t think about the ghost, but that he didn’t believe in the existence of the ghost at all. Although just now, when his fist touched Ah Tou’s face, the real touch made him even feel that this was.
Really, but now I think about it, but I feel incredible.
"That touch is really realistic. When I was playing haunted houses in Ninghai City, it didn't have such a realistic effect. I don't know how Boss Lin did it."
Chi Jian sighed at the power of Lin Tian’s horror house, while supporting his body.
He forgot how he was here, so he was going to find the answer for himself.
Looking sideways, I saw three figures appearing faintly not far away. Judging from their body shape, they should be two men and one woman.
Looking closely, one of the men was squatting on the ground at this time. The cigarette in his hand was clearly visible, and white smoke slowly rose up from the man's fingers.
Chi Jian glanced at the figure, then looked at the Ferris wheel.
"It should still be in the paradise...but why do those three people always make me feel a little scared?"
"Why are you smoking? Just try harder and lift that person up. And if the boss knows you're smoking here, be careful to deduct your salary."
The woman standing in the middle reached out and snatched the cigarette from the half-squatting man's hand, threw it on the ground, and then stepped on it hard.
The cigarette went out and the only light disappeared here.
"I won't get any more money in the future. Oh, my salary? There's not much anyway. The boss just let him deduct it. I thought we would be better after moving to West China, but why does it feel like the thing is coming again?
I'll pay for it. I haven't received my salary when I was in Ninghai yet. If that thing really came over, the salary in West China would probably not be settled."
"Don't talk nonsense. We just came to a new colleague, don't scare him away."
The woman in the middle turned to look at the other man who had been standing there quietly.
"Qi Ming, don't listen to Shen Jie's random words. Although there is a little bit of a problem, the boss will solve it."
"That..." Chi Jian's somewhat weak voice came from behind the people.
The three of them seemed to have not thought that Chi Jian had woken up, so they turned around and looked at him.
It was just that scene that made Chi Jian, a person who had been frightened many times, trembled.
Originally, Shen Jie and Xiao Wan were actors in the Horror House. They wanted to send Chi Jian outside first, but who would have thought that Shen Jie had not gone far, so he insisted on stopping and resting for a while.
There was no choice but to put Chi Jian on the ground first, and the few people walked aside to rest.
This is a horror house, and they are all acquaintances, so no one will think there is anything wrong, but when they were shocked by Chi Jian's voice and turned around together, they saw Chi Jian's expression and realized something was wrong.
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"ah--"
Chi Jian never expected such a terrifying scene.
The man half-squatting on the ground was dressed as a clown, with a face full of oily colors, as if the corners of his mouth were grinning at the base of his ears.
The thick oil paint makes people unable to see his expression at all, but it always makes people feel a little uneasy from his slightly narrowed eyes.
The girl in the middle was wearing a red dress, and the plasma on her forehead had not yet solidified and slowly flowed down her temples.
The woman seemed to notice something flowing in her temples, and she raised her hand to wipe off the plasma from her temples, and then grinned at Chi Jian with a very embarrassed look.
The woman's smile was so sincere, but in Chi Jian's eyes, it was extremely strange.
In fact, after experiencing so much Chi Jian, he has basically had some antibodies to the clown and the woman in red. Although his heart still trembled, he always fainted without embarrassingly.
But when Chi Jian's eyes turned to the third person, he could not stop.
"At least the first two are like individuals, and the last one... is not considered human at all."
The third man stood behind the clown and the woman in red, but his current appearance was a bit weird.
The white shirt on his body showed traces of dark red. As a student of the Provincial Medical College, Chi Jian clearly recognized that the traces of dark red on the man's body were not ordinary oil paints, but real blood.
The shirt is not complete, it is a bit ragged, as if something has been torn apart. A little fire can be seen at the rift, as if charcoal has burned out.
When the wind blows, sparks scattered from the ashes.
The man's face became paler and some dull spots appeared on his face. His eyes covered with red bloodshot were staring at Chi Jian, as if he was looking at a dead person.
What made the scalp most numb was that the man seemed to be carrying something behind him, and it was pitch black, like a piece of burnt charcoal.
Just as Chi Jian was confused, the burnt charcoal behind the man moved slowly, and then his scarlet eyes suddenly opened and stared at him.
Chi Jian was frightened by the sudden change and retreated directly, then pointed at the man and shouted: "Ghost...Ghost..."
At that moment, Chi Jian seemed to have reached his greatest psychological endurance. His eyes rolled and he fell to the ground with a "bang".
"Disill again? This guy is really miserable."
Shen Jie didn't expect Chi Jian to be so timid, so he glanced at Xiaowan.
"Am I that scary?"
Xiaowan did not answer Shen Jie.
Seeing that Xiaowan was not speaking, Shen Jie "cut" and then turned to look at Qi Ming.
"I have……"
Shen Jie was only halfway through his words, and he could no longer say it. His pupils dilated and his whole body was stiff. If it weren't for the oil paint blocking his face, Shen Jie's expression would probably be whiter than white paper at this time.
Seeing Shen Jie's appearance, Xiaowan looked confused and looked in the direction of his finger.
In her impression, Qi Ming, the man with a very contagious smile, should be standing there.
The moment when Xiaowan turned her head, that familiar smile appeared in front of her.
However, behind him seemed to be carrying a corpse like burnt charcoal.
"Don't you want to ask if my girlfriend is happy? She's here."
The smile was still gentle and contagious, but at this moment Xiaowan felt that it was the most terrifying smile to her.