"Why is this place called the Wax Man House?" Xie Ling asked again from the bottom of her heart, "If it were changed to a haunted house, it would be fair and frightening."
"Just watch, maybe these wax figures will sit up later." Long Aotian said deliberately.
Xie Ling did not move closer to the coffin, but urged the others, "Let's go quickly."
Xu Huo and the others were not in a hurry to leave. They looked into the coffin and it was obvious that they were not very smart. So he, Xu Ruosi and Bai Wenxian all took out long tools to pierce the wax man in the coffin.
They poked all the coffins in the room all the way before the three of them stopped. Just when they were about to leave, the wax figures in several coffins in the room suddenly raised their upper bodies and twisted their heads slowly.
Turn to where they are.
"Let's go!" Long Aotian threw a pocket basketball. The basketball flew out and knocked off the head of a wax man first, then flew to the next one as if it had eyes, and knocked the heads of several wax men who were sitting up in succession.
After they were all knocked down, the basketball turned around and flew back, but in the direction of Xu Ruosi.
Long Aotian stepped in front of Xu Ruosi and recovered the props, and said with a smile: "My props are just troublesome, they don't distinguish between ourselves and the enemy."
Xu Ruosi snorted and put the props he had taken out into his sleeves, "Then you'd better be careful next time."
"The placement of wax figures in several rooms looks like a complete story." Bai Wenxian said: "The wax figures in the first room were obviously tourists, in the second room they seemed to have been attacked, and in the third room they seemed to have been attacked.
The first room is a mourning hall, which means they have died."
"I'm curious what the fourth room will be."
"You'll know if you go and see." Long Aotian walked into the next room first and exclaimed: "It turns out to be a funeral parlor and a crematorium!"
This room is larger than the previous one and looks more empty. Except for a few wax figures representing the staff, there is only one wax figure placed on the furnace body used for cremation.
Xu Huo bent down and looked into the cremation furnace, then pushed the kang surface to move, then turned to look at Bai Wenxian who was walking over from the other side of the room, "What's behind you?"
"It's just a funeral parlor, a farewell room or something. A group of wax figures are saying goodbye to the body." Bai Wenxian glanced at the movable kang, and said: "This should be the last room. I don't think there is anything suspicious. Let's go to the ghost talk."
Let’s talk at night, you can go by the funeral parlor.”
Xu Huo had no objection and called several others to join him.
Go through the corridor next to the farewell room and pass by a semi-large lounge. Opposite is a venue for weird night talk.
The entrance of the Guitan Night Talk venue is not connected to the outer door of the entire venue. The main door is a red brick wall, with a small door on each side about ten meters apart.
"This place is built like a public toilet." Long Aotian looked around and joked: "How about we follow the principle of men on the left and women on the right?"
As if she didn't hear what he said, Xu Ruosi chose the nearest door on the left and went in.
Bai Wenxian, who was walking behind, raised his glasses and said, "Women hold grudges more than men. Are you so afraid of being stabbed in the back?"
Long Aotian chirped, "If you are petty, just say petty. It doesn't matter whether you are a man or a woman. If anyone scolds me, I will remember him for eight hundred years!"
Bai Wenxian's expression paused and he said nothing more.
Xie Ling, who was falling behind, looked at the two of them thoughtfully.
The place where ghosts talk at night is only the size of a room in the front wax house. There is a long wooden table in the middle with chairs next to it. Except for two chairs with wax figures sitting on them, the other chairs are empty.
Xu Ruosi first checked the walls of the room. Except for the two entrance doors and a ventilation vent, there were no windows or other entrances and exits.
"There is a letter on the table." Xie Ling reached out and picked up the dusty envelope on the table, opened it and read the text on it: "Every guest who enters the night chat room is asked to tell a qualified ghost story."
"After completion, there will be a half chance of getting a clue about the secret of the museum city."
"Only one story is allowed to be told at a time, and only one guest is allowed out. Any violation will result in the loss of rewards for completing the story."
"If you want to start a weird night talk, please have your guests seated."
After she finished reading, she looked up at the others, "The secret of the Museum City?"
"Is it related to the missing person?" Long Aotian became interested and immediately asked everyone to sit down.
"Not necessarily." Xu Ruosi said: "This is an amusement park, and weird night talk is only part of it. The clues mentioned in the letter may be the gameplay in other venues. Don't forget, there are secret room unlocking and other places in the museum city."
"It may be a real clue." Bai Wenxian thought for a moment and said: "Since it is a hidden clue, it should be a special passage. Maybe it can help us open up ideas."
"Maybe there is a secret passage!" Long Aotian slapped the table and dust flew everywhere, and Xie Ling stepped aside.
"Then let's have some fun." Xu Huo sat down next to a wax figure.
The other three people had no objections and wiped the dust on the stools and sat down.
As a few people sat down, the whole room shook suddenly, and then moved down like an elevator, descending about ten meters before stopping.
"We're underground." Bai Wenxian said.
"The boss of Sun Museum City is really wild." Long Aotian sighed.
With a "click", the lights suddenly went out, and then two clusters of flames ignited from the edge of the table. The flames shot up a few inches high and then slowly lowered. When the light stabilized, the top of the wax figure beside the table had begun to melt.
"It turned out to be two big candles." Xie Ling exhaled lightly, "That's right, this kind of atmosphere is more suitable for telling stories."
Xu Huo first put on the "aerobic supply".
Bai Wenxian, who was next to him, took out a test prop and tested the air, flames and wax man respectively. "They are all fine. They are not poisonous or hallucinogenic. They probably just add to the atmosphere."
Xu Huo was not embarrassed at all and said calmly: "I'm afraid of death, you can do whatever you want."
Xie Ling and the three of them looked at each other. Except for Xu Ruosi, who was wearing a mask, the other two took out their own defense tools. Xie Ling's was a toy doll that could spit bubbles. She put it on her shoulder and started.
To purify the air, Long Aotian simply and roughly put a transparent barrel-shaped protective shield on his upper body, and then made an inviting gesture to the others.
Bai Wenxian believed in his own judgment and did not take any protective measures.
"Who is the first to speak?" Long Aotian asked in a voice.
"I'll do it." Xu Ruosi spoke first, "I'll tell you the ugly story first. I'll finish telling the story and go out later. Please don't rush in. No one will get anything if you break the rules."
"You tell me." Long Aotian said that he would definitely abide by the rules.
After getting nods from others, Xu Ruosi said: "Since everyone has witnessed it, I'll start."
"What I'm going to talk about today is a personal experience that my grandfather had when he was a boy."
