My House of Horrors

“Go to hell?” Fei Yu wondered, simply ask his future wife's name, how did you come up with these three words?

There is no connection between the two, I also did it according to the rules of the Pen Fairy game, without committing any taboos, it is impossible to piss off the Pen Fairy.

He pondered slightly and had an answer in mind - this must have been designed in advance by the haunted house owner, and these three words would appear no matter what the question was asked.

Fei Youliang felt that he had understood all the thoughts of the haunted house owner, and his mind slowly rose, but so.

“The three words appear in a clever way, and for the time being I haven't figured out why, except that the haunted house owner intentionally reinforces fear and ignores reason.” The head of his analysis is: “If you are a different tourist, in a panic, you are likely to interrupt the Pen Fairy game or violate the taboo of the Pen Fairy, when the three words appear on the paper will cater to their psychological cues, thinking that the Pen Fairy really appears, and therefore you are afraid. But unfortunately he met us today, and there was no error in all the steps, but the answer on his paper did not match my question. As you can see, the pen fairy is just a frightening trick. ”

Half a day later, Fei Youliang found Zhu Jianing unresponsive, as if he were the only one in the house.

“Zhu? Why are your hands so cold?” He looked up and saw Zhu Jianing staring behind him, his mouth wide open and his five officials twisted.

“What are you looking at? ”

Zhu Jianing's expression at this time was a little scary. As if he hadn't heard Fei Youliang's words, he was shaking all over his body. Like the wounded ballpoint pen in his hand, he was shaking more and more intensely.

Fei Yu had a bad feeling in his heart, and he also noticed that the atmosphere in the girls' dormitory was somewhat different and that there was an unspeakable sense of oppression more than before. And the source of this sense of oppression seems to be behind it.

He wanted to turn around, but felt like his back was being pressed against something, and every muscle on him became stiff.

What's going on?

A question flashed through his mind, and the feeling of wanting to see and not seeing made him crazy.

“What did Zhu see? What's behind me? ”

The cold sensation spread all over his body, his body seemed to be thrown into the ice cave, Fei Youliang shook a chill, his skin appeared to show a lumpy, purple mark, as if a few invisible hands grabbed him.

He felt that what was behind him seemed to be squeezing into his body, and worse, a chill slowly pressed against his shoulder, heavier and heavier!

At this point, Zhu Jianing across from him finally endured the limit, exhausted his strength and shouted: “There's someone behind you! ”

“Back? ”

Someone on the back and someone behind the back are two concepts, one on the back and one on the back.

Fei Youliang's brain is still thinking and analyzing, Zhu Jianing in front of him has jumped up, broken his hand and ran out the door!

Zhu Jianing walked decisively and without hesitation.

Fan Youliang, abandoned by his teammates, sat still on the floor, and the pen wrapped in transparent tape in his hand was as if it had grown on his hand and could not be shaken off.

His arm was stiff and he didn't move at all, but the tip of his pen was written on blank paper.

“Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell! ”

A blushing red letter appeared on the blank paper. Zhu Jianing had left. The only person holding the pen was Fei Youliang. He knew very well that his hands had not moved from beginning to end. These words were written in other things present.

Even at this time, Fei Youliang still had a little luck. He liked to look for excitement, because he never believed that there was something dirty in the world, and he was always complacent about being an absolute rational person.

“What Zhu sees may be a 3D projection, with chairs arranged side by side, and the position of visitors to play the pen fairy game is fixed, so long as the equipment is installed at the corresponding angle, a similar effect can be created. That's the way it should be, but why is my body shaking?” He admitted to underestimating the old ballpoint pen, underestimating the haunted house, and if he was given another chance to make a new choice, he would never have taken the trouble to come in and visit.

The cold feeling on the back was still spreading, and Fei Youliang's pen was finally overburdened after the insane writing. The tape broke and broke again.

The top end of the pencil rod fell off, at which point a “dead” word happened to be written on the paper.

“Is it over?” Your arms slowly regained control and Fei Youliang did not dare to breathe until then.

His muscles are still a little stiff, he wants to move his body, but he finds his shoulders heavy and he can't move at all!

He thought he had survived the Pen Fairy Game, and the experience was actually just beginning.

“Why can't you move?” Struggling to twist his neck, Fei Yousheng looked behind him.

His eyes narrowed into a stitch and he prepared himself, but he looked back and found that he had nothing behind him.

“False alarm? But why did Zhu react so exaggerated? What did he see? ”

Fei Youliang's brain spins fast, during which time his shoulders become heavier, just like being stepped on by something.

“Shoulders? Step on it?”

There was a picture flashing in my head. Fei Youliang seemed to think of something and slowly raised his head.

Dark hair is scattered, face swollen by suffocation, eyes convex, and angry for no reason.

Right on Faye's shoulder, standing a dead woman!

His mouth was wide but he could not make any noise. Each hair stood up, his glasses hung obliquely on his face. Fei Youliang felt that his heart had stopped beating at that moment.

“I…”

Without saying anything later, his pupils began to dissipate, his body tilted, and he fell soft.

……

Chen Gong deliberately waited outside for a few minutes to enter the Twilight High School scene, and he had to stagger time with the two visitors.

“I haven't heard a scream in half a day. These two guys are pretty good, so I guess I'm serious.” Wearing a human leather mask, Chen Gong first entered the last classroom and placed the cardboard box with twenty-four school cards on the podium: “The table and chair were knocked down, it seems that they had entered here and encountered something. ”

What happened to the two of them, and Chan Song was unclear, he hadn't fully figured out the scene.

After putting the dumped table and chair back in position and shoving the paper and textbooks back into the drawer, Chen Song suddenly heard footsteps coming from the fork in front of him and someone ran off in the corridor.

“Who would it be?” He walked out of the classroom slowly wearing a bloody doctor's coat and a synthetic human leather mask with countless faces.