My House of Horrors

Wang Hao and Yang Chen looked at each other. As a student of the School of Forensic Medicine, they are too familiar with this smell and will never be mistaken.

"This is too real? Play a haunted house and get the real formalin directly. Does the boss Chen not consider the cost?" Wang Hao did not enter at the entrance of the passage.

"The underground corpse, formalin, the channel with white paint..." Yang Chen looked inside the passage and stopped. "How do I feel like I have returned to school?"

"Did you both go into the underground corpse of your school?" A Nan came over. He smelled the smell of Formalin and frowned slightly. "I heard that your medical students took an experimental class, and the teacher would Personally take you to carry the body, the medical library in this place should you know more about it?"

"Who told you that medical students need to understand the corpse?" Wang Hao returned to God and stepped back a few steps: "I have never entered the corpse anyway, you ask them two."

Li Xue also shook his head. Only Yang Chen reacted strangely. He walked into the passage alone and smelled the wall: "The smell of the very formal formalin is oozing from the wall, and the smell has been soaked into it. In the wall, this is not something that can be done with some formalin. I now doubt whether Chen’s abandoned corpse has been removed and then sneaked back.”

"Does this taste have no harm to the body?" Xiao Li looked at the passage and couldn't take his legs.

"Our medical students smell nothing every day? Besides, this smell is not strong." Yang Chen touched the wall and gently pressed the white paint with his nails: "I used to listen to a senior, said the underground of our school. The corpse wall was also painted with white lacquer. It is said that all the channels that are painted with white paint are used to transport the general teacher. For those who do not paint, they are prepared for the students and staff."

"And this statement?"

"I used to think that this is the case in our school. I found out after Chen Haoxi’s haunted house today that it seems that all underground corpses will do this." Yang Chen greeted Wang Hao and Li Xue: "We are three in front, and after you go in, you Be sure to keep up, no matter what you encounter, don't separate! Only when we get together, we have the opportunity to clear customs."

"I agree with your proposal, but how do we distribute it after we find the photo? The haunted house owner also said that there are only five photos on the wall." Bai Qiulin has a face and feels that everyone owes him the same money: "I used to After playing this haunted house, all the words that the boss said must be reversed. He said that the photos are useless, which means that the photos are the key to breaking the game!"

"Five photos, three of us, just one." Yang Chen made a big concession: "Everything is for customs clearance. Chen boss changed the customs clearance requirements to differentiate us. According to my understanding of him, we entered Before the core area, there should be no horrible things, but once we get the photos, the real horror and horror will happen."

"I think so too, the photos are just to divert our attention." A Nan agrees with Yang Chen: "Our three editors just came to experience, five photos, we just need one."

"Five photos, six of you are divided into two, and there are three left. I don't have a companion, can I not take it too much?"

Bai Qiulin looked at other people. He hadn't finished talking. Chef Fan Dade was the first to say: "My brother just fell in love, I want to help him fight for one."

"Several big brothers, I challenged two one-star scenes and one two-star scene one after another, and I thought that I could clear the Samsung scene in one go. I beg you to ask me and divide me a photo." Xiao Li is helpless, behind him is The virtual future paradise comes in order to find useful things. This photo sounds very embarrassing. It seems that no photo will be difficult, even if it is to complete the task of Teacher Mu, he must also get a photo.

The photo has been divided, leaving the old week and the segment without the points, and several tourists look at them both.

Reluctantly smiled, Lao Zhou squatted with the hand of Duan Yue: "I don't get in the way, we will follow you, as long as we don't go away, there should be no problem."

Old Zhou did not entangle in the photos, which made other tourists have a good impression on him.

"People haven't entered yet. It's useless to say that now. Let's go into the core area and discuss it again." Wang Wei felt that he had the biggest contribution on the side, and finally got a photo, which was a bit inappropriate, but he did not say it. Just a little impatience in tone.

"Everyone is tight." Yang Chen walked in the forefront. The more he went, the darker the light was. Without the use of other lighting tools, the distance between the six or seven meters might not be clear.

"Brother, don't you still visit us." Fan Cong stopped at the entrance of the passage. If he looked carefully, he would find that the fat on his body was shaking gently. It seemed to be because of fear, so the body was shaking.

"Come on, come and visit more waste?" Fan Dade looked at his younger brother and put his hand on Fan Cong's shoulder: "You are usually too home, and occasionally come out to experience some new things, don't lock yourself in the old In the house, my brother knows that you are not feeling well, but if you fall out of love, you will not live? The days are always going to go on."

"I have been staying at home, really not because of falling out of love." Fan Cong is very helpless to his brother, he seems to have another hidden feeling, but it is inconvenient to say it, and finally can only enter the underground corpse scene under the drag of his brother.

The chef and his brother walked in the end, then Duan Yue and Lao Zhou, Xiao Li and Bai Qiulin were both tourists coming in alone. They were side by side, and then they were the editors of the most thrilling magazines and Yang Chen.

Several people quickly came to the first fork, one without paint, and one with white paint.

On the channel wall with white paint, four blood-red words are written to stop.

The passage without painting was probably because there was no white paint reflection, and it was a little dim, which made people feel very gloomy.

"The passage of white paint is used to transport the corpse. We walked the road without painting." Yang Chen did not hesitate and went straight, but he just entered the passage and stopped again.

"Old Yang, are you stunned?" Wang Hao smashed into Yang Chen's body. He followed Yang Chen's gaze and stopped.

A few tourists all came around, they saw clearly, in this unpainted passage, there is a ball-like body that constantly pulsates up and down.

"Does it seem to be a personal head?"

"It’s too dark, I can’t see clearly.” Yang Chen didn’t think that when he first came in, he encountered such a weird thing: “Don’t be afraid, we have more people, look at it together.”