His eyes bulged outward, almost bursting his eye sockets. Huang Mao sat on the ground and felt like he was about to suffocate!
"Have you seen my hands?"
Bai Qiulin was so condescending that his neck suddenly broke and his head fell off.
"Where are my hands?"
…
Zhang Lan and others were heading in the direction Huang Mao left when they suddenly heard Huang Xing's screams coming from the corner of the street.
The sound was almost piercing the eardrums. It was hard to imagine what happened to make a man make such a sharp sound.
"Oops!" Zhang Lan's expression changed when she heard Huang Mao's voice, and she said to Lao Zhou and Duan Yue beside her: "Something happened to Huang Xing! There's something wrong with that Bai Qiulin!"
"It's normal to be frightened and scream in a haunted house. It's not necessarily Bai Qiulin who is causing trouble." Lao Zhou replied casually.
"If the scene props scare people and make them lose control of their emotions, they will keep shouting. It is impossible to have such a situation where there is only one scream and nothing happens again." Zhang Lan analyzed, walking in front.
"Oh, I understand." Lao Zhou secretly remembered what Zhang Lan said: "Then you say that Bai Qiulin is really mentally ill?"
"Not necessarily." Zhang Lan looked solemn: "Actually, there is one thing I haven't dared to tell you."
She stopped and looked at Lao Zhou and Duan Yue: "Someone on the Internet said that this haunted house is actually haunted."
"Is it really haunted? Do you suspect that Bai Qiulin is a ghost?" Lao Zhou and Duan Yue stopped at the same time: "Isn't it possible? How old is this? Do you still believe this?"
"I also think it's impossible. After people are frightened beyond the limit of endurance, in addition to fainting, a very few people will also have hallucinations." Duan Yue said, but it was obvious that she was very scared now and held her hands tightly.
Looking at Lao Zhou, he looked a little panicked.
"In short, this haunted house is very scary. The boss is proficient in psychology. Even if there are no ghosts, he can still bring out the ghosts in the tourists' hearts." Zhang Lan slowed down and walked with Lao Zhou and Duan Yue.
The three of them walked around the corner and saw the wedding sedan at the end of the street, with the curtain still open.
"Huang Xing and Bai Qiulin have been here before." Zhang Lan didn't dare to enter the old house next to her to check it out alone. In order to be brave, she roped in Lao Zhou and Duan Yue.
Pushing open the door of the house, the three of them happened to see Bai Qiulin coming out of the main hall.
"Stand there and don't move!" Zhang Lan screamed and asked Bai Qiulin: "Where is Huang Xing? Aren't you two together?"
"You ask me who I'm asking for? We separated just a short distance away. I heard his screams and ran over to check." Bai Qiulin put his hands in his pockets and had a cold face, a little impatient.
"Then what did you find?" Zhang Lan was very cautious and did not take a step closer to Bai Qiulin.
"I've searched inside and outside this house, but I didn't see him." After Bai Qiulin said that, he walked towards Zhang Lan and the others.
"Don't come over!" Zhang Lan shouted again.
"Xiaolan, we are all tourists, don't hurt your harmony." Lao Zhou advised from the side.
"You don't know. I've read the comments. The owner of this haunted house once asked his employees to pretend to be tourists and go in to 'play' with them! It's absolutely crazy!" Zhang Lan pointed at Bai Qiulin: "There must be something wrong with the person in front of you! You have to believe me.
, the most deadly threats often come from around you!”
"Do you suspect that I am an employee of the haunted house?" Bai Qiulin chuckled: "Has your brain been squeezed by the door?"
"If you are not, why is your left hand always in your pocket? Are you wearing makeup, or holding a remote control to control the scene?" Zhang Lan felt that there were two other tourists here, so he was confident: "As long as
Stretch out your hand and let me see it. If there is nothing, then I will take back what I just said?"
Bai Qiulin narrowed his eyes: "Are you sure?"
"Yes! I'm sure! You must be no ordinary tourist!" Zhang Lan's voice was very sure.
"Okay, as you wish." Bai Qiulin stretched out his left hand, where there was only an empty sleeve: "Can't disabled people come to visit the haunted house? Do you have to reveal the scars in my heart again and again? Now
Are you satisfied?"
Zhang Lan was stunned on the spot. She really didn't expect that there was really nothing at the front of Bai Qiulin's left arm.
"Xiaolan, you're a bit too much." Lao Zhou came out to smooth things over and smiled apologetically at Bai Qiulin: "This girl doesn't mean any harm. In fact, I quite understand you. I also have a similar difficult past."
"This is a misunderstanding." Duan Yue persuaded Zhang Lan from the side: "Don't be so paranoid. I've heard people say before that you are most afraid of scaring yourself when playing in a haunted house."
"No, I still think there is something wrong with him. You two come with me. Let's go inside and search. I suspect he is lying."
At Zhang Lan's request, Lao Zhou and Duan Yue followed her into the main hall.
The scattered paper money was blown by the wind, and the 囍 characters on the wall looked like big open mouths after looking at them for a long time.
"Not in this room." Zhang Lan entered the bedroom again: "The mattress was opened. Someone came into this room before. That Bai Qiulin is indeed lying! Lao Zhou, go outside and watch him. Don't let him
Out of your sight."
"Okay." Lao Zhou agreed, and he and Duan Yue walked out of the room.
"I need to inform Sister Cat about this." Zhang Lan took out the phone, dialed it and put it to his ear.
She looked left and right, and finally placed her gaze under the wooden bed: "The only place in the house that can hide people is under the bed."
After the phone rang a few times, Sister Cat answered the call: "Xiaolan, I just wanted to find you. What happened to Huang Xing? We all heard his screams here. Did something happen to him?"
Zhang Lan squatted beside the bed, her voice was very urgent: "There is something wrong with that Bai Qiulin! Do you still remember the mental illness we met in a haunted house abroad last time? I suspect that if Bai Qiulin is not an actor in the haunted house, then he ran in
A madman seeking revenge on society!”
"Okay, I understand. Where are you now? We'll go find you right away."
"There is a sedan outside this old house..." When Zhang Lan said this, he turned his head and looked under the bed. Countless red threads were intertwined in the darkness, like a spider web, and in the middle of the spider web was a draped
A man in a blood red wedding dress.
"Yellow star?"
"What's wrong? Xiaolan, have you found Huang Xing?" Sister Cat asked on the phone. Just as Zhang Lan was about to reply, a cold hand suddenly stretched out from under the bed and grabbed her fiercely!
"Ah!" Zhang Lan threw away her phone in shock. She wanted to pick it up, but she found that there was someone else beside her.
The man's spine was crooked, his neck was twisted, and his facial features oozing blood gave Zhang Lan a familiar feeling.
"Bai Qiulin!"
Zhang Lan was so frightened that she almost collapsed. She didn't understand why Bai Qiulin could come in while Lao Zhou and Duan Yue were guarding the door. At this time, she instinctively shouted: "Lao Zhou! Come and save me!"
Duan Shou secretly hung up the phone. Hearing Zhang Lan's voice, Lao Zhou and Duan Yue walked in.
It's just that the appearance of the two people has changed a lot. All three "people" were crowded in the middle of the room, bringing Zhang Lan three times the "happiness".