Apocalyptic Forecast

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 fake, as if a dream will wake up after all, so that I can immerse myself in this short-term horror and experience the hard-to-find excitement and surprise.

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

　　 In the gloomy haunted house, Huaishi 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 fully relax.

　　 is not actually a hotel.

　　 is a hospital.

　　 Tourists are deliberately separated from the front and back, unable to rush away in groups of loneliness and fear. You can only explore this dusty abandoned building with the companions beside you tremblingly.

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

　　 is filled with pain everywhere.

　　 is 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 where the deep sinking really sinks is so peaceful."

Is 　　 something wrong?

　　 Maki felt a hundred thousand question marks on her head.

　　 Are you afraid of saying good? 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 to be very refreshing.

　　 Isn’t it scary here?

　　 She opened the cabinet and looked at the **** severed hand inside, lost in thought: There is one thing to say, this is really scary, isn't it?

　　 Could it be that the type of fear of Miss Paper is different?

　　 is also right, some people may not be afraid of physical monsters like zombies and monsters, but are afraid of ghosts instead!

　　 heard the screams of other tourists faintly in front, Maki quietly clenched her small fists, full of expectation: please come on staff, let Ms. Huaizhi see the power of Yingzhou demon!

　　 passed through the dilapidated hall and entered the ward with the corpses of the props hanging, and finally ushered in the main event in front of him.

　　——The Morgue!

　　 Morgue, what a terrible place. The home of the dead, the place where weird and strange talks are high, is also the source of terror among so many people in their nightmares.

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

　　 The staff who pretended 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 of 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 quiet corridor, and in the song, traces of scarlet oozing out from the wall, with the unique sweet fragrance of blood .

　　 It was like a pair of eyes opened from the pale wall, staring at Maki with a hollow gaze. 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.

　　 really 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, so awesome!

　　 "Miss with paper, look at the girl with paper!"

　　 She looked back in surprise, trying to show her discovery to her companions, 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.

　　 The bleak singing voice surrounds the deadly corridor.

　　 Maki was stuck 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~"

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

　　 The whole haunted house is closed in darkness.

Something is wrong here!

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

　　 There is no temperature at all.

　　 When he turned his head, he saw Maki, who was holding him in his hand, didn't know when it turned into a pale shadow with his head down.

　　 A pair of scarlet eyes lifted between the long black hair, staring bitterly at the close lady with paper.

　　In an instant, he pounced on him.

　　 Then, Huai Shi raised his hand and pressed it forward.

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

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

　　 I don't have the shyness of being hit by a deer, only the horror of being kicked by a giant elephant.

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

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

　　The soft persimmon in my imagination instantly resembled a Transformer, and it changed its appearance into a grenade close at hand.

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

　　 Then, I saw the darkness billowing behind Huai Shi, and 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 they were swallowed by the hungry crows.

That's it?

　　 Huaishi scratched his head, looking 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 is why she 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, don’t you think that what you saw was the part of the haunted house?

　　 is really enough.

　　 But now that 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 constantly burst out.

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

　　 The pale face lifted up at a strange angle, and the lonely figure carrying the paper Moko 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 the secret instrument was activated, becoming completely different from everything in the current state.

　　——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 viscous blood rained dripping from the ceiling, falling into Huaishi's hands, rapidly decayed, dried up, and turned into bleak dust.

　　 The smell of corpses mixed with antiseptic drugs became more and more intense.

　　 Ling Huaishi couldn't help but nod in admiration.

　　 That's right.

　　 Nice show... Unfortunately, there are too few people.

　　 "Well, hire a few more groups to act."

In his hand, the handle of the Blade of Resentment turned slightly, and with the shock of his wrist, it swept forward with a 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 uneven notch looks like a mark from a bird's beak.

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

　　 Do not let go of a thread.

　　 "Seiya! Seiya! Seiya!!!"

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

　　 Under the crowd of corpses, Huai Shi suddenly became worried.

　　 This group of guys eat so much every day, in case they are like the fat horse that was once very embarrassing in their own family, they won’t be fat enough to fly?

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

　　 So, amid the neighing of the corpse, Miss Paper raised her head, showing a happy smile, and expressed her gratitude to the monsters who were in front of her.

　　 "いただきます!"

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

　　 twelve four fifty three meters!

　　 In the darkness, peeping at the stabbed ‘ugly’ stiffly in place, unbelievable.

　　 What the **** is that?

　　 is like an iron rod erected between the walls, whispering resentment, full of hideous blood and cold light.

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

　　 The last thing that can be heard is a crisp sound.

　　 That is the sound of Huaishi closing the door behind him.

　　 It's like pressing the switch of a juicer.

　　 screams and swallows everything.

　　 is not limited to the handle of the knife, Huai Shi’s erratic figure moves forward in an instant, just lifts a finger to prop up the fulcrum of resentment, and guides the violent blade to start turning!

　　The storm has started from this moment.

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

　　 Chop, Chop, Chop!

　　 is not as rigid as imagined, but dexterously makes people crazy.

　　In the violent circumnavigation, the blade that almost turned into a wheeled blade continued to shrink and extend, freely changing the scale, with the push of Huai Shi's palm, changing the angle, and wandering 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.

　　 slaughtered ghosts and ghosts with unparalleled speed.

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

　　 Never-ending ravages ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ until all mankind is gathered in one place and turned into a cup of nutritious and healthy juice...

　　 When the horrible whirlpool came to an abrupt end, there were no more complete objects in the room except the blood-stained figure.

　　 Even if it is a corpse monster that can get up and continue fighting after being chopped up, in this exquisite millimeter-level destruction, it also ushered in the literal meaning-no bones!

　　 Then, what kind of monster is it!

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

　　Unbelievable.

　　The dark mystery that I am complacent about, the endless ‘corpse march’, 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.

　　 must tell ‘zi’, 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 with blood slowly protruded from behind his shoulders, looking at his distorted face, smiling sweetly, and whispering softly in his ear:

　　 "I found you~"