Ali held the wooden box and walked at the end of the team.
He is honest and loyal, not as sensitive as Xiaochun, but he just vaguely feels that something is not right.
"Why does the name Lin Sisi always pop up in my mind? Is it because I took his paintings? It's impossible. It must be psychological."
Walking in the dark corridor, Ali couldn't help but start thinking wildly. His memory seemed to be covered by something, and he vaguely saw a thin boy standing not far away.
He couldn't see his face clearly, and there were no obvious injuries on his body, but his clothes were in tatters, the zipper of his schoolbag was torn, his hair was wet, and his face was covered with mud.
Compared with the dirty body, the boy's numbness makes people feel more distressed.
"you……"
"What are you doing?" The macho photographer was startled by Ali: "What's the matter with you?"
"No, it's okay, I'm sorry." Ali quickly apologized. He looked around and saw that there were no children at all. But what surprised him was that the obviously gloomy and terrifying scene gave him a sense of familiarity, as if
It’s like he’s been here before: “Have I been here before when I was a kid? Or have I seen it in a nightmare?”
When I arrived at a strange place, I suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in my heart. Many people have encountered this situation. It wouldn't matter if it were replaced by an ordinary attraction, but this is the third underground floor of a haunted house, and there are no lights installed at all.
"Unopened area".
As soon as he started thinking about it, all kinds of terrifying scenes appeared in Ali's mind. The child was forced to the corner of the classroom and pushed into the toilet cubicle. The twisted faces smiled at him, and he was splashed with ink and sewage.
.
"That's enough!" Ali shouted suddenly, making the people in front of him tremble in fright.
"Landong, what's going on with your friend? I can't even hold the camera steady." The cameraman was very dissatisfied.
"Brother, are you okay?" Liu Gang frowned and looked at Ali, because he had to maintain his demeanor during the live broadcast.
"I don't know, I just feel like I've been to this place before." Ali Shen muttered: "Maybe I've seen it in a dream. There have been news reports before that many people who have woken up from a vegetative state have dreamed of this place during their coma.
Is it a haunted house? I feel like the media are not all lying."
"Ahem!" Liu Gang interrupted Ali's words. He quickly gave a gesture to the photographer, and the macho man understood and moved the camera.
Taking off the pickup from his collar, Liu Gan whispered to Ali: "We are here to crack down on counterfeiters, understand? There must be a limit to your show."
Liu Gang's expression changed like flipping through a book. He had just praised Ali in the dormitory, but his tone changed in the blink of an eye.
"It's true!" Ali wanted to say something more, but Liu Gan was too lazy to listen. He motioned Lan Dong to come over: "Teach your friend well."
After putting on the pickup again, Liu Gang returned to normal. He walked to the camera and calmly explained to the audience that it was just a small episode.
The camera was deliberately moved away, the sound became quieter, and various anomalies further aroused discussions among netizens.
Seeing that many people in his live broadcast room were talking about the news and Chen Ge's haunted house, Liu Gan became even more unhappy: "My friend was just joking just now. Don't take it seriously. We have been visiting with a playful mentality. Now
We are going to officially start cracking down on counterfeiting.”
In fact, there is no need for Liu Gang to say whether Chen Ge's haunted house is scary or not. The atmosphere inside alone has proven everything. Even if Liu Gang keeps making jokes, it can't weaken the feeling of terror.
"A haunted house that sells hot searches, deceives tourists, and fools the audience also wants to become popular?" Regardless of whether it is true or not, Liu Gang first wants to put a few hats on Chen Ge's haunted house, so that he can stand on the moral high ground, as if doing so
I have more sense of mission and I am no longer afraid.
"No more ink marks. I will reveal its true identity in front of everyone today!" Liu Gang was very excited. As soon as he finished saying this, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
This is his personal mobile phone, and not many people know the phone number.
Liu Gan hesitated for a while and slowly pressed the answer button.
Before he could react, the hysterical voice of the male assistant came from the phone.
"Brother! This haunted house is really haunted! Above the head! All the ghosts are lying on the top of the head!" The male assistant seemed to be running wildly, out of breath.
"Where have you gone? Whose mobile phone is this?" Liu Gan's heart skipped a beat. He had just put on the pickup, and now everyone in the live broadcast room heard the male assistant's voice.
"I was saved by other tourists! Go back quickly! There is no way out of this haunted house! It's too late! Don't come here! Help! There are ghosts everywhere! There are ghosts everywhere!"
The male assistant's hoarse cries hit Liu Gan hard in the face. The corners of his eyes twitched and he immediately hung up the phone.
He came to the haunted house to crack down on fakes, but now it seems like he is promoting the haunted house in front of the entire Internet audience.
"My assistant's acting skills are too exaggerated and make everyone laugh..." Before Liu Gang could finish speaking, the photographer's phone started vibrating.
Someone sent him a voice message, and the photographer clicked on one without thinking much, and then the male assistant's voice appeared again.
"Liu Gan! Run! Trust me! Ghosts are by your side! They are by your side!"
The corridor was very quiet, so the male assistant's voice was particularly harsh. The guy's eyes turned red because he called Liu Gan by his full name.
"Turn off the phone, let's explore the haunted house wholeheartedly." Liu Gang's face looked a little sad. If the camera hadn't been on him, he would have turned against him.
"Okay, brother." The strong man verbally agreed to turn off the phone, but in fact he did not do that. This strong man has a delicate mind. He understands the male assistant very well and knows that the other person is not acting, but is really scared crazy.
Already.
After secretly replying a message to the male assistant, the macho man turned his cell phone to silent and stuffed it into his pocket.
…
"Liu Gang! I won't hurt you! Answer me!" Holding a female mobile phone in his hand, the male assistant ran wildly in the narrow passage. His hair was messy, tears were hanging from the corners of his eyes, and his voice was hoarse from shouting.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Stop howling! Do you want to kill us all?!" There was a student couple in front of the male assistant, a middle-aged man and a very elegant woman.
Tourist, it was the middle-aged man who spoke just now.
Shadows surged in the corridor behind them, and footsteps could be heard getting closer and closer!
"This way!" The middle-aged man found an open classroom at the corner of the corridor. Without thinking twice, he pulled the woman behind him and hid in it.
The student couple was also ready to run towards the classroom, but at this moment the male assistant tried his best and accelerated past the student couple.
After he rushed into the classroom, he gritted his teeth and closed the classroom door!
"Fuck! Open the door! We even lent you your mobile phone, and you do this to us?!" The student couple knocked hard on the door, but the male assistant locked the door directly.
As the scary footsteps approached, the student couple had no choice but to leave, and the footsteps were attracted by them.
"Fortunately, I was decisive. Otherwise, even if I hid here, I would have been surrounded and no one could escape." The male assistant subconsciously did that. In the four-star scene, he seemed to have torn off his usual disguise.
Revealed his true self.
Breathing heavily, the male assistant clutched the mobile phone lent to him by the student couple and rested with his back against the door: "I do it for everyone's benefit. By the way, I haven't thanked you yet. What should I call you two?"
"You can call me Lao Zhou, and this is my girlfriend Duan Yue." The middle-aged man introduced his girlfriend to the male assistant enthusiastically. He seemed to like doing such things, but the female tourist was a little unhappy.
"Brother Zhou, I was chased by a ghost just now. Thank you all for saving me and letting me come with you." The male assistant seemed to have forgotten what he had just done. He knew that it was dangerous to be alone here, so he wanted to follow
Lao Zhou and Duan Yuela have a relationship.
"That's right. One more person means more effort. I didn't expect this haunted house to be so scary. It turns out that all the ghosts are above your head. You can spot them just by looking upside down." Lao Zhou took a deep breath.
Duan Yue, who was next to him, was very disdainful: "One more person, more strength? This guy just blocked the door to prevent those two students from entering. This kind of person..."
"If he doesn't do this, all of us will be besieged here later. He also has his own reasons." These words of Lao Zhou touched the male assistant's heart: "I understand you. After more experience, I can see through it."
"Nothing is easy in the adult world. Who wouldn't want to be an innocent child forever?"
"Brother Zhou, you still understand me!" Desperate, frightened, and exhausted, in this situation, the male assistant felt a long-lost warmth from Lao Zhou.
Lao Zhou patted the male assistant on the shoulder and encouraged him: "I saw you were on the phone just now. I want to ask if your people have received your reminder? We must quickly join the main force, alone.
It’s so scary in this haunted house.”
"Don't worry, Brother Gang didn't answer because he was live broadcasting, but I contacted the photographer and he responded to my message." The male assistant opened the mailbox, and there was a text message from the macho man - I also
I feel like something is wrong with this haunted house, I’ll talk about it in detail later!
"So, they already believe that you are using this mobile phone to contact them." Lao Zhou's words were meaningful. Before the male assistant could react, Lao Zhou had already blocked the door of the classroom.
"Brother Zhou, what do you mean by this?" The male assistant felt something was wrong.
"I understand you, and I hope you can understand me too." Blood seeped out from under his clothes, and hideous wounds appeared one after another. Lao Zhou's face was as pale as paper: "You have to know that nothing is easy in the adult world.
Who wouldn’t want to be an innocent child forever?”
The skinny hand grabbed the male assistant. At this time, the male assistant's eyes almost popped out of his sockets. His legs had no strength at all, and he sat down on the ground, but he bumped into something again.
Turning back slowly, a pieced-together female corpse was hanging behind him.
No words could come out of his throat, and the male assistant was trembling all over until his eyes rolled up and he fell heavily.
Lao Zhou picked up the mobile phone in the palm of the male assistant, memorized the phone numbers of Liu Gang and the photographer, and then used this mobile phone to send another message to the photographer: "Come and meet me! I seem to have found a way out.