Returning to the original place, Wang Yan decided to use his last stubbornness to prove everything.
"I will definitely pass the level this time!"
He dragged his girlfriend back the same way, drained all his strength and ran as hard as he could.
Zhang Jingjiu was sitting at the door of the hotel, holding his mobile phone and studying the self-cultivation of an actor, when he suddenly heard footsteps.
Slowly raising his head, he saw Wang Yan and his girlfriend running past him again, looking even more miserable.
"It seems that they are really enjoying the process of visiting the haunted house. Screaming and running wildly are the best ways to vent their anger. Maybe this is the meaning of the existence of the haunted house." Zhang Jingjiu had his own insights, and he understood that his career was not what it seemed on the surface.
It's so simple and has special deep value.
Wang Yan and his girlfriend ran all the way back to Liwan Private Hospital, and rushed straight into it with the idea of leaving the boat behind or succeeding.
The ward door was ajar, and patients holding medical records also spotted these two familiar figures. They were also surprised by Wang Yan's courage, but after the surprise, more and more patients walked out of the ward.
By scaring tourists, ghosts can get the negative emotions they want from tourists. More importantly, scaring people is a very interesting thing.
"Don't look back! If you hesitate, you will be shattered to pieces!"
Following the stairs, Wang Yan and his girlfriend ran to the third underground floor in one breath.
"The end of the hospital should be here." Wang Yan grabbed his girlfriend and ran down the corridor. After passing a room painted with red paint, they suddenly felt that the footsteps behind them all disappeared.
Originally, they were chased by patients in the hospital, but the other party suddenly gave up after chasing them.
"What happened?" Wang Yan knew the employees in the haunted house very well. Once he provoked them, he would never stop until he fainted from fright. This was the second time he entered the hospital. After repeated provocations, the other party would never stop.
I would let him leave easily again.
"The employees of the haunted house would not be so kind. They did not chase me. That only means that there is something scarier than them ahead!"
Wang Yan thought it through very clearly, but unfortunately he has no way to look back now.
The deepest rooms on the third underground floor of the hospital seemed to be forbidden places. There was dead silence, and even the background music in the haunted house disappeared.
"Wang Yan..."
"Stop talking." Wang Yan hadn't found the entrance to the morgue yet. He always felt that something was wrong. When he looked back, he realized that the door painted with red paint that he had just passed had opened by itself.
"Is there someone in there?" Wang Yan's brain was suffering from a lack of oxygen as he ran all the way. He even started to see double images when he saw things.
All the ward doors are white, but that door was specially painted with red paint, as if to remind the surrounding tourists and actors not to approach.
The atmosphere became extremely depressing, and Wang Yan anxiously searched for the entrance to the morgue, knowing that he did not have much time left for him.
He opened doors one after another, but he couldn't find the morgue.
A faint smell of blood gradually appeared in the air, and Wang Yan heard the sound of footsteps behind him, which seemed to be the sound of high heels!
The heels of his shoes stepped on the ground, but they seemed to step on his heart. The hairs all over his body stood up and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
Wang Yan's girlfriend acted even worse. She couldn't use her legs at all and relied on Wang Yan to drag her forward.
"What is hiding in that room? Even if I was chased by a group of employees before, I have never been so scared! I feel like my body is shaking instinctively, and every cell is urging me to escape."
The footsteps of high-heeled shoes were getting closer and closer, and Wang Yan and his girlfriend couldn't bear the suffocating pressure. They finally chose to find a room to hide.
"This way!"
Wang Yan dragged his girlfriend and hid in a nearby ward. The two of them covered their mouths for fear of making any noise and attracting each other's attention.
The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door of the room where they were hiding.
She's right outside the door!
Wang Yan and his girlfriend's eyes were full of panic, they had no way to escape.
With his heart pounding, Wang Yan held the door handle tightly with both hands and pressed his body against the door panel. He would not open the door today no matter what he said!
The handle on the outside of the door was turned, but because Wang Yan firmly held the handle on the inside of the door and supported the door with his body, the other party did not open the door.
After a while, the man outside the door seemed to have lost his patience. The sound of high heels sounded again in the corridor, and the man seemed to have walked away.
"He's saved." Wang Yan seemed to have just been fished out of the water, his whole body soaked with sweat: "Let's go out..."
Before he could finish speaking, the sound of high heels hitting the ground sounded again.
After passing through wards one after another, he finally stopped outside the ward where Wang Yan was located for the second time.
Wang Yan and his girlfriend's hearts were in suspense. No one knew what would happen next. All they could do was wait quietly.
Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute...
A full two minutes passed, but there was still no movement outside the door. After the footsteps stopped outside the door, there was no sound again.
"Did that guy leave? Or did he stay outside the door?" Wang Yan lay on the ground and looked outside along the crack in the door.
The strong smell of blood poured into his nose, and he saw a pair of blood-red high heels standing outside the door!
The tip of the shoe was facing the door, and drops of blood were sliding down the edge of the shoe.
Wang Yan saw with his own eyes that a drop of blood flowed across the upper of the shoe and then dropped to the ground.
"It's not paint! It's real blood!"
Wang Yan studied forensic medicine. His eyes were wide open and he couldn't believe it.
"These high heels are dyed red with real blood!"
His pupils were fixed on the high heels, and another drop of blood fell from the upper. When the blood drop was about to touch the ground, Wang Yan suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if the drop of blood did not fall on the ground, but fell on him.
Same on the neck.
"Water leaking?" He subconsciously raised his head and saw half of the woman's body extending into the house from the window above the door frame, watching them all the time!
The bandages were spread out, the flesh and blood were mixed, curses and resentment were intertwined in the body, and the woman in red reached out to grab Wang Yan.
His head was empty, and his eyes were completely occupied by the woman's face. Wang Yan slowly loosened his grip on the door and fell backwards.
All the beautiful memories flashed through his mind, and Wang Yan seemed to have seen heaven in a trance.
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Zhang Jingjiu watched Wang Yan and his girlfriend run away. After some emotion, he began to hone his acting skills.
He was talking passionately to the empty tabletop, and he was so engrossed that he didn't notice a thin figure hiding on the left side of the hotel door.
"There are rumors that this haunted house is a big hit because the actors in it are all real ghosts. Let me verify it today." Li Changyin lowered his head, with a dangerous light in his eyes.