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Haunted house.

A place that does not exist in reality for most people.

It’s ridiculous that most people who come to haunted houses don’t actually want to see ghosts.

This kind of strange psychology like Ye Gonghaolong is too subtle.

Perhaps it is precisely because I realize that all of this is false, as if a dream will wake up after all, so that I can experience the hard-to-find excitement and surprise in this short-term horror.

But if you think about it this way, it always feels like the Cooking Demon Competition is a degenerate shortcut to hell.

In the gloomy haunted house, Huai Shi looked around calmly, still free to think randomly. Although it was fake, this atmosphere gave him a rare kind of intimacy. It's like coming to a hotel that is warmly furnished and can make people relax.

It's not actually a hotel.

It's a hospital.

Tourists are deliberately separated from the front and back, unable to disperse loneliness and fear in groups. You can only explore this dusty abandoned building with your companions.哽噺繓赽奇奇 Novels|w~w~

The dimly flickering lights, strange stains on the ground that were already dry and hard to distinguish from the origin, and traces of scratching and struggling on the walls.

Pain is written everywhere.

Like the diary of a sixteen-year-old literary and artistic teenager, I don’t feel scared when I look at it, but I feel a sense of shame.

"It's so cute." Huai Shi looked at the electrotherapy chair covered with blood, and sighed softly.

"Huh?" Maki was at a loss.

"I mean, the decorators here are really gentle." Ms. Huaizhi smiled slightly: "It would be nice if the place that really sinks deeply is so quiet."

Is something wrong?

Maki felt a hundred thousand question marks on her head.

What about fear? Are you trembling in your arms? Why is it that the paper lady after entering the haunted house is like entering a nursing home, even the air seems very refreshing.

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She opened the cabinet and looked at the **** severed hand inside, lost in thought: There is a saying, this is really scary, right?

Could it be said that Miss Carrier is afraid of different types?

Yes, some people may not be afraid of physical monsters like zombies and monsters, but are afraid of ghosts!

Hearing the screams of other tourists faintly in front of him, Maki quietly clenched her small fists, full of expectation: STAFF, please come on, let Miss Huaizhi see the power of Yingzhou monster!

After passing through the dilapidated hall and entering the ward with the remains of props hung, the main event finally ushered in.

-Morgue!

The morgue, what a terrible place. The home of the dead, a place where weird and strange talks are high, is also a source of horror in many people's nightmares.

Oh, this chill is coming, the air-conditioning must be adequate, right?

Those STAFF gentlemen who are pretending to be corpses lying on the ground preparing to be scary must be very hard, right? Please try to scare Miss Huaizhi.

Full of expectation for the haunted house, Maki took the hand of Miss Huaizhi, and walked into the thick mist that rushed toward her face.

"The cage is sewn, the cage is sewn, the birds in the cage want to escape~"

There seemed to be faint singing in the ear, echoing like weeping in this silent corridor, and in the song, traces of scarlet oozing out from the wall, with the unique sweet fragrance of blood .

It was as if a pair of eyes had opened from the pale wall, staring at Maki with hollow eyes. The soul wandering on the wall sang loudly: "The cage is sewn, the cage is sewn, the birds in the cage want to escape~"

Maki's eyes widened in amazement.

That's amazing!

Is this the current surround sound!

Also, the blood on the wall seems to be real... and the eyes on the wall seem to be real too! Poke and blink.

Haunted house, amazing!

"Miss with paper, look at it, miss with paper!"

She turned her head in surprise, trying to show her discovery to her companion, but found that her back was empty. The familiar figure has disappeared for some time.

Only a weird silhouette slowly emerged from the pungent mist, slowly walking towards her.

Desolate singing surrounds the deadly corridor.

Ling Maki stayed in place.

They are singing softly and asking questions softly in their ears:

"...On the night before dawn, who was the one looking at you from behind?"

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"The cage is sewn, the cage is sewn, the birds in the cage want to escape~"

At the moment when the singing sounded, Huaishi felt something was wrong-everyone's qualitative fluctuations had disappeared, as if they had left in an instant.

The entire haunted house was enclosed by darkness.

Something is wrong here!

When he finally determined this, he squeezed the cold and trembling hand beside him, feeling that the sharp nails were about to pierce his palm.

There is no temperature.

When he turned his head, he saw Zhenxi holding his hand and didn't know when it turned into a pale shadow with his head down.

Between the long black hair, a pair of scarlet eyes lifted up, staring bitterly at the close lady with paper.

In an instant, he pounced on him.

Then, Huai Shi raised his hand and pressed forward.

In the low and muffled noise, the arm that brushed the head of the weird woman pressed against the wall, and the huge force was vented, leaving deep cracks.

Countless dust rustled down, falling on that sluggish, twisted face. Such an intimate wall dong, but it does not make the other party feel warm.

There is no shyness of the heart like a deer bumping into it, only the horror like being kicked by a giant elephant.

Even ghosts have the talent to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Otherwise, why do you always frighten children and bully little girls instead of looking for the retired soldier and the macho who has returned from the army for ten years and found his daughter in the kennel?

The imaginary soft persimmon instantly resembled a Transformer, transformed into a grenade close at hand.

Rao is a frenzied remnant spirit, and he also felt instant horror and fear.

Then, I saw the darkness billowing behind Huai Shi, and the countless hungry and ferocious scarlet eyes in the darkness.

The blade of resentment was swept away, and in an instant, the shadow disappeared without a trace. Even the original set of white clothes could not be left, and was swallowed by the hungry crows.

That's it?

Huai Shi scratched his head and looked around behind him.

I can't see the trace of Maki, but I can sense her state.

Since she suspects that there may be something wrong in the haunted house, Huai Shi will naturally not forget to put an eye on her employer. There are two genitalized crows hiding in the balloon in her hand. That's why, I can feel a sense of absurd bizarreness-Maki's mood seems to be as stable as ever, even excited and surprised.

That silly girl, wouldn't you think that what you saw was the part of the haunted house?

It's enough.

But since she can be sure that she won't encounter any danger for a while, then she can safely resolve all of this in front of her.

Just after the open door in front of Huai Shi, all the cabinets in the genuine mortuary tremble violently in an instant.

The sharp sound of the cabinet door rubbing continuously burst out.

Those deceased who were sleeping in the low temperature opened their eyes again. They wriggle their rapidly alienated limbs, just like spiders, using their hands and feet together on the ground, crawling slowly between the walls and ceiling.

The pale face was raised at a strange angle, and the lonely figure carrying a paper element was reflected in the hollow eyes.

High-pitched neighing.

At this moment, here and here, everything in the haunted house was quickly closed at the moment when the secret instrument was activated, becoming completely different from everything in the current realm.

——Man-made miniature hell, every magic hour!

The nightmare scenes of all the travelers crawled out of the illusion and crawled towards Huai Shi.

The thick rain of blood sprinkled from the ceiling bit by bit, and fell into Huaishi's hands, rapidly decayed, dried up, and turned into dim dust.

The body odor mixed with the smell of antiseptics became more and more intense.

Ling Huaishi couldn't help but nod in admiration.

That's right.

Nice show...a pity, too few people.

"Well, hire a few more group actors."

In his hand, the handle of the Blade of Resentment turned slightly, and with the shock of his wrist, it swept forward with a mournful scream. The sharply trembling blade, like the hunger and thirst of countless crows, instantly passed by. The corpse, and then, several tragic remains fell on the ground.

The rugged notch looks like a mark from a bird's beak.

It was still cramping, but quickly, it turned into mist. The fog could not dissipate, because long before that, the crows in the Bone Sanctuary had been gluttonous.

Don't let go of a thread.

"Holy! holy! holy!!!"

The crows praised excitedly, and expressed vaguely: Although the taste is average, this free self-service meal is very good, not enough, but also, autumn pear paste... It's a mess.

Under the wait of the group of corpses, Huai Shi suddenly became worried.

This group of guys eat so much every day. What if the fat horse that was once very embarrassing in the family will become fat and unable to fly?

But I can't control that much... When the child is still growing, eat more.

So, amidst the neighing of the corpse, Miss Paper-Hugging raised her head, showing a happy smile, and expressed her gratitude to the monsters who came before her.

"いただきます!"

The high-pitched noise of iron crystal proliferation burst out in an instant. Since the length of the sword extended rapidly, resentment grew, and it turned into a huge scale that almost filled the entire morgue in a short time.

Twelve four fifty three meters!

In the darkness, peeping at the stabbed ‘ugly’ stiff in place, it was incredible.

What the **** is that?

Just like the iron rod erected between the walls, resentment whispered, full of hideous blood and cold light.

Now, following Huai Shi's movements, the huge sharp blade slowly lifted, and then, began a tyrannical maneuver!

The last thing I could hear was a crisp sound.

That was the sound of Huai Shi closing the door behind him.

It's like pressing the switch of a juicer.

The whistles burst out and swallowed everything.

Not limited to the hilt, Huai Shi's erratic figure moved forward in an instant, just lifted a finger, propped up the fulcrum of resentment, and guided the violent blade to start turning!

The storm started at this moment.

The high-pitched neighs of the crows overlapped in one place and spread out loudly, and countless stern blood sprayed in all directions, rendering everything into a hideous scarlet.

Chop, Chop, Chop!

There is no rigidity in imagination, but dexterity makes people crazy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the violent maneuver, the blade that almost turns into a wheel is constantly shrinking and extending, changing the scale freely. Pushed by Huai Shi's palm, he changed angles and wandered in every corner of the entire enclosed space.

Countless deep cut marks were left on the walls, iron cabinets, dissecting tables, and even monsters' shells.

The slaughter of ghosts is carried out at an unparalleled speed.

Just like the promotion of every high-end wall-breaking machine-breaking the barrier between each cell membrane, fully squeezing out every nutrient in the food.

Never-ending ravages.

Until all human beings gather in one place and turn into a cup of nutritious and healthy juice...

When the horrible maneuver stopped abruptly, there were no more complete objects in the room except the blood-stained figure.

Even the corpse monsters that can get up and continue fighting after being chopped up are also in this exquisite millimeter-level destruction, and they have also ushered in the literal sense-no bones!

What kind of monster is it!

In the gap of darkness, the ninja, code-named Ugly, was shocked by the tragic sight.

incredible.

The dark mystery that I am complacent about, the endless ‘corpse marching’, has been destroyed by such devastating ravages!

Now, there is no longer any courage to fight between his chest, only endless fear is constantly emerging, devouring his reason and soul, and he can't wait to escape.

You must tell the ‘zi’, you must tell other people what the **** have they awakened!

But at that moment, a cold palm pressed against his shoulder, so softly.

A beautiful cheek stained red with blood slowly protruded from behind his shoulders, looking at his distorted face, smiling sweetly, and whispering in his ear:

"I found you~"