Wearing a doctor's uniform and holding a skull-crushing hammer, Chen Ge stopped at the first fork in the road. This time he entered the haunted house not to save tourists, but to use the closed environment of the haunted house to capture alive the two people suspected of being members of the Ghost Story Association.
"Where did they go?"
Standing quietly at the intersection, Chen Ge listened carefully, and soon there was a sound from the corridor where Shenjing was located.
"Gulu", "Gulu"...
A person's head seemed to be pushed by some force and rolled out on its own.
"Running around again." Chen Ge walked towards the head. He thought the head couldn't find his body, so he came out to ask for help.
But before he could get closer, the head started rolling in one direction again, not too fast nor too slow, just enough for Chen Ge to keep up.
"Is it guiding me?"
Chen Ge followed behind the person without hesitation.
The cold wind blew through the blood-stained doctor's uniform. Chen Ge, wearing a human skin mask and holding a scarlet giant hammer, chased the rolling heads and slowly entered the depths of the haunted house.
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Yang Chen felt happy when he saw Wei Wu and Kong Xiangming coming over. In his opinion, no matter whether they were tourists or staff, there were only benefits to them and no harm.
"You just came out of there?" Wei Wu glanced at the three medical students and his voice was very cold. He seemed to feel threatened, so he was not ready to continue pretending.
"Yes." Yang Chen originally wanted to ask Wei Wu for help, but he found that Wei Wu's attitude was not right and made people feel very uncomfortable. It was not at all like what someone in the service industry should look like.
"What did you encounter in that scene? Why do you look so embarrassed?" Kong Xiangming also walked over.
The attitude of the two people made the three medical students a little confused. They originally thought that Wei Wu and Kong Xiangming were the staff of the haunted house, but their reactions made the medical students a little shaken.
"Are these two people really unclear about the layout of the haunted house, or are they deliberately entertaining us?"
Before the medical students could figure out the answer, Wei Wu and Kong Xiangming had an abnormal reaction. They suddenly turned their heads and stared at the glass door of the western suburbs private college. Their movements were exactly the same.
"What are you looking at?" Yang Chen was a little uneasy. He retreated to his companions. The situation now became a bit complicated.
After about a second or two, the glass door of Xicheng Private College was opened for no reason, and a faint strange smell wafted out.
"Apart from those dolls, I didn't expect that there were other ghosts imprisoned in this haunted house." Wei Wu's voice was very low. They would never reveal their identities to outsiders unless necessary.
"The one in me has woken up, and it's a little hungry." Kong Xiangming appeared calmer, placing a pair of hands on his shoulders, and then a thin human head came out from behind him.
"Are you crazy? There are others here!" Wei Wu wanted to stop Kong Xiangming, but it was too late. The three medical students next to him saw all this.
"This one in me is very strong. I can't control it at all when it's hungry." Kong Xiangming's voice was steady. It seemed that this was not the first time he had experienced such a thing: "It's okay to be seen by these three students.
It would be nice to solve it together, but it’s a pity that we have this identity.”
A biting dog doesn't bark. Wei Wuzhen didn't expect that Kong Xiangming, who seldom talked, would be unambiguous when he really started to attack.
"Okay, it just so happens that the one on top of me is also hungry." There was blood on Wei Wu's head, and he looked back at the three medical students. What surprised him was that not only were the three students not afraid, but they were also
He showed an expression that was indeed true.
"Aren't you afraid?" Wei Wu didn't know what these three students had experienced before. Compared with what they saw just now, the monsters on the members of the Ghost Story Association looked much cuter.
"These three students are left to you." Kong Xiangming walked alone into the scene of a private college in the western suburbs. In the darkness, something could be vaguely seen coming out of his back.
Seeing Kong Xiangming entering the boys' dormitory alone, the three medical students had different expressions.
"Should we stop him?" Li Xue couldn't bear it.
"Don't worry, these two are definitely actors in a haunted house." A normal tourist's first reaction when seeing someone pretending to be a ghost in a haunted house will definitely think that the person is an actor in a haunted house.
Wang Yan stood up reluctantly while holding on to the wall. He was so frightened that he almost cried, but his tone of voice didn't change much.
Wiping his eyes, he stumbled towards Wei Wu: "We don't want to play anymore. Please take us out."
The face on Wei Wu's head was about to take shape, but when he heard Wang Yan's words, he stopped and said, "Let me take you out?"
"Yes, the three of us have given up."
What's the matter with this tone of voice that seems to be taken for granted?
In order to complete the tasks of the Ghost Stories Association, Wei Wu personally created many ghost stories. Every time the victims saw his terrifying appearance, they would be frightened and speak incoherently.
"Let's go." Wang Yan's legs were trembling. He covered his head with one hand and took the initiative to grab Wei Wu's arm with the other hand: "I'm a little dizzy. Brother, please don't waste time. We have classes in the afternoon.
"
Someone grabbed his arm, but Wei Wu shook it twice but didn't shake it off: "Are you blind? Can't you see the bloody face behind my head? Can you be more respectful?"
"We have all given up and given up. What else do you want?" Wang Yan felt extremely aggrieved. Today, he felt very humiliated.
Wei Wu felt that something was wrong. He found that these three students seemed not normal.
The night was long and full of dreams, so he decided to stop talking nonsense and take action directly: "I'm afraid you won't be able to get out."
The bloodshot veins on the back of the head intertwined into a strange bloody face. This face had blurred features and surging bloodshot eyes, and gradually became somewhat similar to Wang Yan.
"Brother, please stop doing all those fancy things. If you can come out of the hidden scene alive, I am considered a ruthless person now. If you keep doing this, I will really give you a bad review." Wang Yan's
His head still hurts. He felt the warmth on Wei Wu's arm and felt very safe.
"What are you talking about?" Wei Wu pushed Wang Yan aside with force. The expressions on the front and back faces remained the same. His expression was gloomy: "Originally, I wanted to give you a good time, but now..."
There was a faint sound of wind coming from the corridor. In the middle of Wei Wu's words, the face behind his head suddenly let out a scream!
When Wei Wu turned around to look, he saw a monster wearing blood-clothed clothes and holding a giant hammer, chasing the rolling head and running towards him!
Wei Wu's scalp was numb, and he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
"not good!"
He instinctively turned around and ran away, preparing to join Kong Xiangming, but the "monster" didn't give him this chance.