Shi Ying was aroused by the voice and content. She felt goosebumps all over her body. She touched her arm to get rid of the frightening feeling, and reached out to open the door of the haunted house in front of her.
As soon as she raised her hand and didn't move, the door slowly opened to both sides. Shi Ying had to put down her hand silently and enter the door.
Unsurprisingly, as soon as Shi Ying fully entered the door, the door closed quickly. Shi Ying was a little frightened, secretly complaining that he would not regret it, why was he so anxious to cut off people's escape.
It is completely different from the early morning tranquility outside the door. Inside the door is a lively short street with several shops showing the style of an ancient village and town in a tourist resort, but it is much simpler and only has one floor.
The vendors and pedestrians walking on the street all wear short brown clothes, and the men's long hair is tied into a bun on the top of their head. At first glance, it seems like they have traveled back to ancient times.
The strange thing is that neither the people on the street nor the flags hanging outside the shops moved.
The candied haws hawker's mouth was slightly open, as if he was suddenly suspended while hawking. The butcher's knife was raised in the air before it could fall. The acrobatic child raised his head and opened his mouth slightly, while his hands continued to throw and catch.
...The whole scene seemed stagnant, revealing a deep strangeness.
Shi Ying held her breath, tentatively, stretched out her right foot and took a small step forward.
The whole street seemed to be activated by this step. The juggling child still had his head raised, and his hands began to catch and throw the ball flexibly. The butcher's knife landed on the chopping board with a "clang", and the candied haws vendor also picked up the unfinished words.
"...Sweetness doesn't cost money."
Shi Ying suddenly realized that the game started when he started to move. It must have been very hard for these NPCs to maintain those difficult movements before. It was indeed quite impactful and well received.
She walked forward. There was only one road in front of her. She didn't know what to do next, so she first went to the street to take a look.
She didn't think anything was wrong when she was far away just now, but now when she got closer, Shi Ying felt that her SAN value was crazy. Although she knew in her heart that these people were colleagues and would not hurt her, and she was only in the entertainment project now, not
Although she would be hurt, she still felt that the goose bumps that had just calmed down were rising layer by layer along with her hair.
There was no other reason. Every object on the street was too real. Shi Ying tried his best to tell his brain that they were all fake, but his brain just didn't believe it and directed the secretion of adrenaline to make Shi Ying's scalp numb.
The candied haws hawker sells sweet treats for free. The haystack he holds in his right hand is covered with candied haws, and he is holding one in his left hand to show it to the crowd.
The candied haws on a stick was not made of hawthorn. There were large, turbid and sugar-coated balls strung on it. They were clearly eyeballs.
One of them had fairly clear pupils and was looking at Shi Ying through the sugar coating. Shi Ying trembled and quickly looked away, no longer looking at the candied haws.
By coincidence, I saw a lot of candied haws stuck on the haystack. The densely packed eyeballs, some big and some small, were inserted in the haystack from top to bottom in order from large to small. Shi Ying didn't know what to do.
She praised the hawker for his patience and his amazing sense of order. She only took one look and quickly looked away. Before moving away, she saw the haystack again from the corner of her eye. The haystack that pricked her eyes didn't seem to be common grass.
Yellow, but black.
The candied haws hawker noticed that Shi Ying looked at the candied haws, shook the skewer in his left hand, and asked with a smile: "Girl, do you want a skewer? It only costs three cents."
Shi Ying tried hard to control her eyes from falling on the candied haws. She stared at the bun of the vendor opposite and shook her head: "No, I don't have money, I can't afford it."
The vendor took back the candied haws in his hand and cut it into pieces: "Tsk, you look so poor~"
Shi Ying twitched the corner of her mouth and looked at the shops on the street.
The one-eyed butcher who was making a big noise just now was still waving his big knife, "dang", "dang", "dang"... The chopped meat was piled on the chopping board, and large pieces of meat were hung on the chopping board, including a thigh with half of it.
A butt, a calf, a foot, and half a torso.
A human head was hooked from the back of the head and hung, rotating slightly, as if examining the crowd on the street.
There were several large basins stacked in front of the chopping board. The largest basin was filled with bald human heads, with eyes open and closed. The eyebrows and hair had been shaved clean, which looked weird and disgusting.
The iron basin closest to Shi Ying on the right was full of severed hands, large and small, stacked together randomly, no different from the pig's trotters, chicken feet, duck feet and the like placed in any butcher shop.
Shiying didn't look at the basin next to her, she was really incapable of accepting it, and she knew without looking at it that it was nothing more than offal from pigs and cows, but the human ones were called offal.
If the Tanghulu was an attack on the spirit, then the butcher shop was an attack on the body. Shi Ying felt that she would be sick to the point of vomiting if she continued to read it, and would be laughed to death by her colleagues in the dungeon after she left. She walked forward decisively.
She ignored the children juggling on the roadside and walked straight past. Shi Ying knew clearly that the balls they played with were nothing more than eyeballs. It was repeated and she was not interested. When she went out, she wanted to suggest changing the design. The eyeball element appeared repeatedly.
It will make tourists aesthetically tired and reduce the effect of being scared.
The beautiful proprietress at the door of the ready-made clothing shop saw Shi Ying and came over to her. She affectionately took her arm and brought Shi Ying into her shop.
The store is not big. Two of the three walls are covered with clothes. Half of the remaining wall is a counter, and the other half is with a curtain, which should be a fitting room.
Shi Ying broke free from the shackles of the landlady and said bluntly: "I have no money and can't afford clothes."
The proprietress covered her smiling mouth with a fan and said softly: "You can try it whether you want to buy it or not. It's free to try it."
Shi Ying turned her attention to the clothes hanging on the wall. They all looked normal, ranging from coarse and fine fabrics to simple and complex styles.
Seeing Shi Ying, the proprietress looked at the clothes on the wall and said with a smile: "Girl is a very rich person, how can you let those vulgar things lower your status?"
She stretched out her hand and pulled Shi Ying towards the back of the store, where there were two dolls. The dolls were wearing gorgeous dresses and were sitting and standing stiffly. They were somewhat similar to real models, but much weirder.
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"Whatever style the girl likes, pick one, otherwise she won't be able to get into the Xue Mansion based on the clothes she's wearing." The landlady said quietly, waving her round fan.
"Xue Mansion?"
"Yes, isn't the girl here to attend the wedding of the only son of the Xue family tonight? It's getting late. Girl, please change your clothes quickly. You can't wear this fancy dress." The landlady urged again.
Shi Ying didn't respond. She remembered what Qianyu said when she came in, "we will always be together", which might be the wedding in the Xue Mansion that the landlady was talking about.
According to the boss lady, it is a mandatory condition to change clothes here. If you don't change, you can't continue the main story. But there is something wrong with these two sets of clothes. There is something wrong with these two sets of clothes. She doesn't want to touch them even if she puts them on. She should
