Chapter 924: Being upright is not afraid of shadows.
The atmosphere in the 413 dormitory became weird. Ali was Lan Dong's best friend. Naturally, it was impossible for him to help the haunted house to deliberately scare Lan Dong. He should have really seen the ghost just now.
Are there really ghosts in the world?
Liu Gan shook his head and drove this unrealistic idea out of his mind. He didn't quite believe what Ali said, so he reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the ground.
"A few years ago, I saw a similar small program in a mobile phone store, which could add ghosts to normal shots. At that time, many people downloaded this software to prank their friends around them." The camera was still on,
Liu Gan picked up his phone and pointed it at Lan Dong.
There was nothing lying on Lan Dong's neck, but there was something strange about the wall behind him. The human-shaped stain nailed by nails seemed to be moving.
"There is obviously nothing on his neck." Liu Gan showed everyone: "It's all a lie."
"Brother Zhang, I have also used the small program you mentioned, but it has been removed from the shelves by major mobile phone stores. Do you know why it was finally blocked by all platforms?" Xiaochun felt disgusted with Liu Zhang for some reason. Maybe she
I don't really like that greasy uncle who puts on airs.
"Why?"
"Some people really saw ghosts using that small program. The major mobile phone stores will definitely not explain this reason clearly, but I have a friend who has experienced it personally." Xiaochun glanced at the camera lens: "Brother, I know.
If you don't believe in ghosts, you don't have to, but you can't be disrespectful, especially... in a place like this."
"Girl, you are not old, but you are quite eloquent." Liu Gang did not take it seriously.
"Our relationship has not reached the point where we are familiar with each other, so you can call me girl." Xiaochun is a sensitive person, she doesn't like to talk much, but the more such a person is, the more she can notice the subtle changes around her.
Since entering this haunted house, she found that everyone's emotions were deliberately guided, and the hidden dark sides of their characters were slowly exposed. This haunted house was like a maze that would get deeper and deeper.
"In the sunshine outside the haunted house, everyone is so harmonious. Why does it change after entering? Is it because there is a problem with the background music? Or is the rendering of the scene too depressing?"
Xiaochun didn't know how to evaluate such a haunted house. The good thing is that people who have been suppressed for too long in reality can come to the haunted house to vent their anger and be their truest selves in this dark and terrifying underground. After leaving, they can put on their masks again and work hard to live.
;The bad side is that the process of transformation is destined to be full of screams and horror.
"Supernatural app?" People in the room were arguing. Lan Dong touched his neck and knelt down on the bed: "When Ali took care of me just now, I did feel a chill on my neck, as if a pair of invisible hands were pulling out my hair.
Later, when Brother Gan took a photo of me, that feeling disappeared."
"Isn't there really a ghost?" The fierce photographer muttered in a low voice. He is a professional photographer and usually will not speak during the recording process unless he can't help it.
"I don't know if there are ghosts in the world, but I'm sure someone in this haunted house is pretending to be a ghost. He may be hiding behind the surveillance camera and laughing at the screen." Lan Dong looked towards the corner of the room: "He wants to
It’s embarrassing for us, but I won’t let him succeed!”
Lan Dong jumped down from the upper bunk: "Let's go. Now I have the keys to the key rooms in the haunted house. I just need to open these rooms one by one and I should be able to successfully pass the haunted house."
"Aren't you going to search again? I just took a quick look and it seems that there has been school bullying in this dormitory. The boy who was bullied is named Lin Sisi, who is the owner of the mobile phone."
"Ali, what we are looking for is the art club, don't be disturbed by irrelevant things." Lan Dong's face became tense.
"But I just checked my phone, and there were several text messages in it related to the art club." Ali opened Lin Sisi's phone and clicked on the messages one by one.
"Sender: Teacher Bai - Lin Sisi, from today on you will live in dormitory 413, get along well with your classmates, and don't live up to your parents' expectations."
"Sending artist Lin Sisi, why did you hide a knife under your pillow? Don't you know you have the habit of sleepwalking?"
"Sending painter——Lin Sisi, what is your favorite color? Deep red? Or dark red?"
"Sending painter——Lin Sisi, I have seen your paintings. Welcome to join the art club."
Ali showed everyone the text message: "This Lin Sisi is one of the members of the art club. Several clues can be found from their text message exchanges. The president of the art club should be a painter. This club is definitely not just a painting in the ordinary sense.
They are probably a group of lunatics. I have a hunch that the task we got is not as simple as it sounds."
"You're worrying too much." Lan Dong interrupted directly before listening to Ali's words: "The task is drawn and cannot be changed. Our top priority is to find the art club as soon as possible within the limited time."
"Wait a minute!" Ali did not follow Lan Dong out. He lifted Lin Sisi's quilt, then opened Lin Sisi's wardrobe, and finally found a handmade wooden box on the lower floor of the cabinet: "Lin Sisi is a member of the art club. His
There are probably paintings hidden in the room."
The wooden box Ali found was almost the same as the wooden box they used to draw tasks outside the haunted house, and should have been made by the same person.
When he opened the lid of the box, a faint smell of blood floated into his nose, and someone roughly stuffed a folded oil painting into the box.
"Folding it like this will do great harm to the painting. Forget it, the owner of the haunted house probably doesn't understand art. To him, this painting is just a prop that can be changed at any time." Liu Gang unfolded the painting and took a look, even if they just
Even laymen are shocked by the scene in the painting. The oil painting is upside down, and the blood red and blank form a strong contrast, which makes people palpitate.
I don’t know what kind of material the canvas is made of, but it feels cool to the touch.
After unfolding the entire painting, the creases on it are slowly recovering, just like human skin can heal itself after being cut.
"Ali, you did a great job." Liu Gan and the others entered the haunted house for more than ten minutes and finally found the first painting.
"Let's go, we still need to find twelve more oil paintings." Lan Dong left the dormitory without looking back. Ali carefully put the oil paintings back into the box. When he closed the lid of the box again, something inexplicable came to his mind.
A scene showed Lin Sisi being beaten. The thin child begged for mercy, but no one responded.
Shivering, Ali looked around: "Don't come looking for me, I'm just an errand boy."
His eyes moved, and when he saw the wall, Ali was stunned again: "Why is there a piece of human-shaped stain on the wall missing? Brother Dong seemed to have been sitting there just now."
He had a very bad premonition, and subconsciously took out Lin Sisi's mobile phone and pointed it at Lan Dong to take pictures. Everything about Lan Dong was normal, except that the shadow was a little conspicuous.
"No dirty thing followed me. It seems I'm overthinking it."