I Have an Adventure House

The atmosphere in the 413 dormitory became strange. Ali was Lan Dong's best friend. Naturally, it was impossible to help the haunted house to deliberately frighten Lan Dong. He should have seen ghosts just now.

Is there really a ghost in the world?

Liu Jian shook his head and drove this unrealistic idea out of his mind. He didn't believe what Ali said, and reached for the phone on the ground.

"I saw a similar small program in the mobile phone store a few years ago, probably to add ghosts to the normal shooting lens. At that time, many people downloaded this software to spoof friends around them." The camera was still on. Liu Jian picked up his phone and aimed at Lan Dong.

Lan Dong didn't lie on his neck. On the contrary, the wall behind him was a bit strange. The human-shaped stains nailed by nails seemed to be moving.

"He has nothing on his neck." Liu Jian showed to everyone: "All are deceptive."

"Brother, I have used the small program you mentioned, but it has been removed from major mobile phone stores. Do you know why it will be blocked by all platforms in the end?" Xiaochun somehow resented Liu He, maybe she I don't really like the greasy uncle who poses.

"Why?"

"Someone really saw ghosts with that small program, and the reason why the major mobile phone malls will definitely not say so, but a friend next to me has personally experienced it." Xiaochun glanced at the camera lens: "Brother, I know You do n’t believe in ghosts, you can believe it, but you ca n’t be disrespectful, especially ... in this place. "

"Girl, you are not very young, but you can say it." Liu Jian did not take it seriously.

"Our relationship is not yet familiar, you can call me girl." Xiaochun is a sensitive person, she doesn't talk much, but the more such people are able to perceive the subtle changes around them.

Since entering this haunted house, she found that everyone's emotions were deliberately guided, and the dark side of her character was slowly exposed. This haunted house is like a maze that will sink deeper and deeper.

"Under the sun outside the haunted house, everyone is kind, how come they change after they come in? Is it because of a problem with the background music? Or is the scene rendering too suppressed?"

Xiaochun didn't know how to evaluate such a haunted house. The good side is that people who have been suppressed for too long in reality can come to the haunted house to vent their will and be the most real self in this dark and scary underground, and put on a mask and work hard after leaving. The bad side is that the process of transformation is destined to be full of screams and horror.

"Spiritual app?" The people in the room were arguing. Lan Dong touched his neck and knelt down on the bed: "When Ali just took photos of me, I did feel that my neck was cold, as if I had an invisible hand pulling me Head. When I took my brother to take photos of me, that feeling disappeared. "

"Isn't there really a ghost?" The photographer Macho whispered. He is a professional photographer. Generally speaking, he 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 can be sure that someone in this haunted house is pretending to be a ghost. He may be hiding behind the monitor and looking at the screen and laughing." Lan Dongchao looked around the room: "He wants Look at us, but I will not let him succeed! "

Lan Dong jumped down from the upper bunker: "Go, I now have the key to the key rooms of the haunted house, and then I only need to open these rooms one by one, and I should be able to pass through the haunted house smoothly."

"Don't search any more? I just took a look. It seems that campus bullying has happened in this dormitory. The boy who was bullied is called Lin Sisi, who is the owner of the phone."

"Ali, we are looking for an art club, don't be disturbed by irrelevant things." Lan Dong stretched his face.

"But I just read the phone, there are a few text messages related to the art club." Ali opened Lin Sisi's phone and clicked on a message.

"Sender Bai, Lin Sisi, you will live in bedroom 413 from today, get along with your classmates, and don't live up to your parents' expectations."

"Sender painter-Lin Sisi, why did you hide a knife under the pillow? Don't you know that you have the habit of sleepwalking?"

"Sender painter-Lin Sisi, what is your favorite color? Crimson? Or dark red?"

"Sender painter-Lin Sisi, I have seen your painting, welcome to join the art club."

Ali shows text messages to everyone: "This Lin Sisi is one of the members of the art society. From their short message exchanges, he can find several clues. The president of the art society should be a painter. This society is definitely not just painting in the ordinary sense. Painting interest clubs, they are probably a group of lunatics. I have a hunch that this task we have drawn is not as simple as it is written. "

"Don't worry too much." Lan Dong interrupted directly after hearing 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 a limited time."

"Wait a minute!" Ali didn't follow Lan Dong out. He lifted Lin Sisi's bedding, opened Lin Sisi's wardrobe, and finally found a hand-made wooden box under the cabinet: "Lin Sisi is a member of the Art Society. Oil paintings are probably hidden in the room. "

The wooden box that Ali found was almost the same as the wooden box they were tasking outside the haunted house, and it should come from the same person.

Open the lid, a faint **** smell drifts into the tip of the nose ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A folded oil painting was stuffed into the box very violently.

"This folding is very harmful to the painting. Forget it, the boss of the haunted house probably doesn't understand art. For him, this painting is just a prop that can be replaced at any time." Liu Jian took a look at the painting, even if they were just The layman was also shocked by the scenes in the painting. The upside-down oil painting, the blood red and the blank form a strong contrast, which makes people palpitate.

Canvas doesn't know what material is used, it feels cool to touch.

After unfolding the whole picture, the creases on it slowly recovered, just like a human skin can heal itself after being cut.

"Ali, you did very well." Liu carried them into the haunted house for ten minutes and finally found the first painting.

"Let's go, we still need to find another 12 oil paintings." Lan Dongtou didn't leave the dormitory anymore. Ali carefully put the oil paintings back into the box. When he closed the lid again, his brain appeared inexplicably Out of the picture of Lin Sisi being beaten, the thin child was begging for mercy, but no one responded.

Shuddered, and Ali looked around: "Don't come to me, I'm an errand."

'S eyes moved, and when he saw the wall, Ali froze again: "Why is there no human-shaped stain on the wall? Brother Dong seemed to have sat there just now."

He had a very bad hunch, and subconsciously took out Lin Sisi's mobile phone to shoot at Lan Dong. Everything on Lan Dong was normal, but the shadow was crooked and slightly conspicuous.

"There is no dirty things to follow, it seems that I think too much."