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 do n’t actually want to actually see ghosts.

This strange psychology like Ye Gonghaolong is too subtle.

Perhaps precisely because he realized that all of these were false, as if the dream would wake up after all, he was able to immerse himself in this brief horror and experience the hard-to-find stimulation and surprise.

But if you think about it like this, it always feels like a demon contest, but also a degenerate shortcut to hell.

In the haunted haunted house, Huai Shi calmly looked around, and there was free and random thought in his mind. Although it was fake, this atmosphere gave him a commendable intimacy. It's like coming to a hotel where you can relax in a warm setting.

Is not actually a hotel.

It's a hospital.

Tourists are deliberately separated from front to back, unable to rush in groups to disperse loneliness and fear. Can only diligently explore the dusty abandoned building with the companions beside him.

The dim flashing lights, the ground had already dried up, the strange stains that were difficult to discern, and the traces of scratches and struggles left on the walls.

Is full of pain everywhere.

Like a diary of a 16-year-old literary teenager, looking at it does not feel scared, but feels a sense of shame.

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

"Huh?" Zhenxi was at a loss.

"I mean, the decorator here is really gentle." Miss Huai Paper smiled slightly: "It would be nice if there was such a quiet place in the real sinking depth."

Is something wrong?

Zhenxi felt that 100,000 question marks appeared on his head.

Say good fear? Say trembling in his arms? Why did Miss Huai Paper enter the nursing home after entering the haunted house, even the air seemed very refreshing.

Isn't it terrible here?

She opened the cabinet, looked at the **** broken hand inside, and fell into a meditation: One said, is this really terrible?

Does Miss Huai Paper fear different types?

Yes, some people may not be afraid of physical monsters such as zombies and monsters, but fear ghosts!

Hearing the screams of other tourists in front of me, Zhenxi clenched her fists quietly, full of expectations: STAFF, please come on, let Miss Huaizhi see the power of Yingzhou demon!

Walked through the dilapidated hall and entered the ward with the corpses of props. The highlight was finally ushered in the front.

——Mortuary!

Mortuary, what a terrible place. The return of the deceased, the place where psychic strange talks occur, and the source of terror in the nightmare of many people.

Oh, the coldness coming from the face, the air conditioning and air conditioning must be given enough?

Those STAFF gentlemen who pretend to be corpses and lie on the ground to be scary must be very hard, right? Please try to scare Miss Paper.

Full of expectation for the haunted house, Zhenxi took Miss Huai's hand and walked into the thick mist coming from the face.

"Cage sewn, cage sewn, birds in the cage want to escape ~"

There seems to be a faint song in my ear, echoing in the silent corridor like weeping, and just in the song, a trace of scarlet oozes from the wall, with the sweet fragrance unique to the blood .

Like a pair of eyes opened from the pale wall, staring at Zhenxi with empty eyes. Souls wandering in the wall are singing loudly: "Cage slits, cage slits, birds in cages want to escape ~"

Eyes widened in astonishment.

Really amazing!

Is this the surround sound of the current state!

Also, the blood on this wall seems to be true ... and the eyes on the wall also seem to be true! Poke and blink.

Haunted house, great!

"Miss Huai Paper, Miss Huai Paper, look at it!"

She looked back in surprise and wanted to show her companions what she found, but found herself empty behind. The familiar figure disappeared somehow.

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

Desolate songs surround the dead corridor.

Made Zhenxi stay in place.

They sing softly and ask questions softly in their ears:

"... On the night before dawn, who is the person watching you from behind?"

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"Cage sewn, cage sewn, birds in the cage want to escape ~"

At the moment when the song sounded, Huai Shi felt something was wrong-all the source quality fluctuations disappeared, as if they had left in an instant.

The whole haunted house was closed by darkness.

Something is wrong here!

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

Without any temperature.

When he turned around, he saw that Zhenxi holding in his hands did not know when it turned into a pale paradox with his head down.

Between the long black hair, a pair of scarlet eyes lifted up, and the vicious eyes stared at Miss Paper, who was close at hand.

Instantly rushed towards him.

Then, Huai Shi raised his hand and pressed forward.

In the low muffled sound, the arm that wiped the head of the strange woman pressed against the wall, and the great power vented, leaving a deep crack.

Countless dust rustled, falling on that dull, twisted face. Such an intimate wall, but it does not make the other person feel warm.

Doesn't have the shyness of a heart like a deer, only the horror of being kicked by a giant elephant.

Has the talent to seek benefits and avoid harm even if it is a ghost.

Otherwise, why would you always frighten the children and bully the little girls, instead of looking for the retired soldier Wang and the strong men who came back from the army and found their daughters in dog kennels?

The imaginary soft persimmon instantly resembled a Transformer, and turned into a grenade close by.

Rao is a mad remnant, and also feels the momentary horror and fear.

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

The blade of resentment swept away, and instantly, the paradox disappeared. Even the original set of white clothes failed to stay, and was swallowed by the hungry crows.

this one?

Huai Shi scratched his head and looked around behind him.

Can't see the trace of Zhenxi, but can sense her status.

Since it is suspected that there may be something wrong in the haunted house, then Huai Shi will naturally not forget to insert an eye into his employer. Two sourced crows are hiding in the balloon in her hand. Able to feel a ridiculous sense of wonder-Zhenxi's mood seems to be as smooth as ever, even excited and surprised.

That silly girl, shouldn't you think that what you saw was the bridge of a haunted house?

Is really enough.

But since she can be sure that she will not encounter any danger in a while, then you can safely solve all of the things in front of her.

Just behind the open door in front of Huai Shi, all the cabinets in the genuine mortuary trembled in an instant.

The sharp sound of the cabinet door was constantly bursting.

Those who slept in the low temperature opened their eyes again. They wriggled their rapidly alienated limbs, just like spiders, using hands and feet on the ground, crawling slowly between the wall and the ceiling.

The pale face was raised at a weird angle, and the empty eyes reflected the lone figure of the paper child.

High-pitched hissing.

At this moment, here and here, everything inside the haunted house was quickly closed at the moment the secret instrument was launched, and it became completely different from everything in the present situation.

——Artificial miniature hell

All travelers' nightmare scenes emerged from the illusion and creeped towards Huai Shi.

Viscous blood rain trickled down from the ceiling and fell into the hands of Huai Shi, quickly decayed, dried up, and turned into bleak dust.

The smell of corpses mixed with the smell of antiseptic agents became stronger.

Nodded Huai Shi's nods of admiration.

That's right.

Good performance ... Unfortunately, the number is too small.

"Somehow, hire more group shows."

In his hands, the handle of the blade of resentment turned slightly, and with the shock of his wrist, he swept forward and screamed forward. The sharply trembling blade was like the hungry and thirsty mouth of countless crows. The corpse, followed by several tragic pieces of debris fell to the ground.

The uneven notch is like a mark pecked by a bird's beak.

It was still cramping, but quickly, it turned into mist. The fog could not dissipate because the crows who had been buried in the bone sanctuary were gluttonous before that time.

Don't miss a thread.

"Holy Say! Holy Say! Holy Say !!!"

The ravens were excitedly praising and vaguely expressing: although the taste is average, this free buffet is very good, not enough, but also, autumn pear ointment ... the total is a mess.

Under the group of corpses, Huai Shi suddenly worried.

This group of guys eat so much every day. In the future, just like the fat horse that was once very shameful in their own home, can't the fat fly move?

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

So, among the screams of the corpse, Miss Huai Paper raised her head and showed a pleasant smile, and greeted the monsters who were sent to her, expressing her gratitude.

"い た だ き ま す!"

The high-pitched and loud noise of iron crystals burst out in an instant. Since the length of the Taidao quickly extended, the resentment grew, and in a blink of an eye it almost became a huge scale that almost filled the entire mortuary.

12.45m!

In the dark, watching the stabbed ugly stiff in place, incredible.

What the **** is that?

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

Now, with the action of Huai Shi, the huge blade slowly lifts up, and immediately afterwards, the tyrannical roundabout begins!

The last thing I could hear was a snapping sound.

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

Is like pressing the switch of the juicer.

Howling burst out, engulfed everything.

Is not limited to the top of the knife handle, Huai Shi's erratic figure moves forward in an instant, but just raises a finger, props up the fulcrum of resentment, and guides the violent blade to start turning!

The storm has begun since then.

The high-pitched crows of the crows overlapped in one place, spreading violently, and countless fierce plasma sprayed in all directions, rendering everything into a scary scarlet.

Split, split, split!

Has no rigid rigidity in imagination, but dexterously makes people crazy.

In the violent roundabout, the blades almost turned into wheels continue to shrink and extend, freely changing the scale, with the push of Huai Shi's palm, changing the angle, walking around every corner of the entire enclosed space.

Left countless deep chop marks on the walls, iron cabinets, dissecting tables and even the monster's body.

Slaughter ghosts with unparalleled speed.

Is like the promotion of every high-end wall-breaking machine-break the barrier between each cell membrane, and fully squeeze out every trace of nutrients in the food.

Endless devastation ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Until all human beings gather together, turn into a glass of nutritious and healthy juice ...

When the horrible roundabout came to an abrupt halt, there was no complete object in the room except the figure stained with blood.

Even chopped corpses that can climb up to continue fighting, also in the exquisite millimeter-level destruction, also ushered in the literal sense-no bones!

What kind of monster is that?

In the dark space, the ninja codenamed ugly was deterred by the tragic scene.

Is incredible.

The dark mystery of self-sufficiency, the endless corpse march, was destroyed by such devastating ravages!

Now, there is no more courage to fight between his chests, only endless fears are constantly emerging, devouring his reason and soul, making him unable to wait to escape.

Must tell ‘Son’ and must tell other people what the **** they have awakened!

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

A beautiful cheek stained with blood slowly protruded from the back of his shoulder, looking at his twisted face, smiling sweetly, and whispering softly in his ear:

"I found you ~"

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