My House of Horrors

“When did popularity break 20,000? When it started, I remembered there were only dozens of people in the live room.” Chen Gong lifted his phone, the signal was poor, the barrage had some cards, often he couldn't brush one out for half a day, then suddenly a large film appeared, it didn't even look like it.

“With more than 20,000 popular subscriptions and fewer than 5,000 subscription favorites, this conversion rate is a bit low.” With his phone, he photographed all the pieces of paper he had just made a fairy game of, and then pointed the lens at the broken ballpoint pen in the middle of the chair: “Did you see that, water buddies? I play pencil fairy games, I kill myself when I play pen! Aren't you paying attention? Do you have any idea how risky I am, little anchor like me, no equipment, no team, just wandering around on the edge of danger all by myself? I know my device is poor and I can't even see your barrage, but I can lead you to the most authentic psychic experience that is unique and cannot be replicated. ”

After all this, the number of concerns between live broadcasts began to rise, and Chen Song's words still had some effect.

For him, it was just a black phone posting mission, but not from the perspective of a water buddy.

Especially compared to Qin Guang, although the equipment is cold and sour on Chen Gong's side, the live broadcast content is completely incomparable on that side, be it ornamental or dangerous.

Watching live broadcasts is a novelty. Qin Guang and the others made up the script and invited the actors to cooperate. Even if the performance is better, it will look silly. It's not the same here, even he doesn't know what's going to happen next.

“Thank you for your support, Pen Fairy Game, non-professionals. Please don't imitate. Okay, we should go somewhere else next.” Chen Gong seemed to be still soaring in popularity, and his heart blossomed. Anyway, he wanted to do these tasks under the arrangement of black phones. Instead, he could make the most of them, squeeze out their hidden value, and make the process of carrying out the tasks popular.

“I don't know what's happening in the live room, but it's a good thing that I'm getting more popular, and I'm not taking such a big risk.” The branch mission was effortlessly accomplished, and Chan Song became more confident in surviving tonight.

He put on his raincoat hat and walked out of the dormitory, which had been searched and there was no need to stop.

“Three tasks remain, the last classroom, the deep well and the fifth compartment of the toilet. ”

The fifth compartment of the toilet should also be in the teaching building, where he had just been to the toilet in the dormitory building, where there were only four compartments, and only the toilet in the teaching building would meet the mission description if the office building and dormitory building had the same planning structure.

Chen Gong looked at his phone. He had just arrived at Twilight High School at 8: 00 p.m. It didn't take long to play the Pen Fairy Game, but it was almost 9: 00 when he looked at the watch again.

“Three hours to midnight, three hours to complete three tasks, barely enough.” Chen Guo has planned it in his heart. After all the branch tasks have been completed, he will find a corner to retreat and shrink, and stay quiet until dawn.

When he stood at the door of the teaching building again, Chen Song had a strange feeling, as if he was not in front of the ruins of a building, but a huge coffin that buried countless people.

“The exact location of the toilet is not indicated in the branch task, and the teaching building has three floors, meaning that the fifth compartment on each floor could be my mission objective.” Chen Guo followed the road with a flashlight, and his other hand held his phone and entered.

In the middle of the night after an empty classroom, it was a horrible thing in itself, and Chan Song was afraid to walk inside and take a look, something strange appeared in the classroom.

He quickly ran to the end of the corridor and went into the toilet on the ground floor.

The fire didn't spread here, and the toilet basically stayed the way it was a few years ago, with the floor tile cracking open and the weeds growing out of it.

The walls are left with black and brown marks and only one window is left to make a loud noise in the storm.

“The task is urgent and cannot be delayed. ”

The toilet in the teaching building has a total of six compartments. After so many years, many compartment panels have been damaged so that you can see what's in the compartment without pushing it away.

He grabbed the tool hammer and in turn walked in front of the six compartments. There were no abnormalities in the first four compartments, only the fifth and sixth compartments were slightly incorrect.

The door panels of the two compartments closed tightly. Chen Guo pushed slightly. The door of the compartment was actually locked.

“The compartment is usually locked only when there is someone inside.” This idea just appeared in my mind and was ruled out by Chan Song: “The school has been abandoned for three years, and it may not be a ‘person' hidden in it, let's take a look first. ”

Raise the tool hammer and hit the door lock. The door of the compartment opened with a sound. Without waiting for Chan Song to react, several shadows fell directly on him.

“Something! ”

He dodged away and saw it with a flashlight. There were mops, brooms and other debris in the compartment.

In a false alarm, Chan Song put the mop and broom on the floor and looked inside on the door panel. The last compartment was also filled with clutter.

The six compartments on the ground floor are normal and his mission target should be on the other floors.

Stepping out of the toilet on the ground floor, Chen Gong looked back uncertainly, and the doors of several compartments in the toilet were half open, as if someone was waving.

“It does scare away a lot of people if you put it in a haunted house.” Chen Gong thought so and came to the second floor toilet with a tool hammer.

The same layout, except that the windows on the second floor toilet were blocked by wooden boards, into which it felt much more depressed than on the first floor.

“Isn't this the place? ”

Probably because the windows were sealed, the upstairs toilet was kept intact and hasn't changed much since a few years ago.

He walked to the door of the first compartment and had not yet pushed the door, and the outside corridor seemed to sound like a footsteps.

Because of heavy rain interference, Chen Gong was very unclear: “Someone running in the corridor? ”

He hid around the corner of the toilet, squatted with a tool hammer for a few minutes, and didn't see anything strange passing by.

“It always felt like this school was changing slowly over time, as if it was coming back to life, and it seemed like I was going to go faster. ”

Chen Song stopped hesitating and entered the toilet. He pushed the first four compartments in a row. When he stood outside the fifth compartment door, footsteps sounded again in the corridor. This time he heard clearly, two people walked side by side.

“The task message for the fifth compartment of the toilet is that every midnight a red shadow appears. Is it here now? ”