My House of Horrors

As if chased by some fierce beast, Chen Gong walked out of the classroom and saw each other.

More than one meter and eight meters of Zhu Jianing wow screamed and ran out of the girls bedroom, his face pale, he had lost his mind, running at full speed, like a mad bull.

“What's going on? Looking in the direction of his escape, it must have been something terrible to meet in the girls' bedroom. But I remember there was nothing particularly frightening in the girls' bedroom.” Before I came in, Zhu Jianing was almost freaked out, which gave Chen Gong a feeling that I had fallen before I even tried hard.

“You're not scared at all, are you? Didn't you calm down when you came in? Now why run like a mad dog.” When the new scene opened, Chen Song didn't know what happened to the two of them. For the sake of insurance, he decided to stop Zhu Jianing to ask clearly.

Zhu Jianing, who tried so hard to escape from the girls' bedroom, didn't have time to catch a breath. He just slowed down and saw a shadow shake in the last classroom!

“School uniform alive?! ”

The first thought occurred in his mind, he was sprinting at full speed, didn't see clearly, and when he was about to run to the door of the classroom, he suddenly realized that a figure in blood was coming out of the classroom.

Zhu Jianing felt time slowing down and his gaze solidified on each other's face, a synthetic face that brought together all sorts of distorted, cruel and painful expressions.

“I knew the classroom wasn't clean!” I couldn't hold my body for a second, Zhu Jianing hit the corridor wall directly, whether it hurt or not, hands against the wall, turn around and run!

I don't know if it was a full-speed rush or a sudden stop that drove him out of his mind, or if he was scared and confused, Zhu Jianing stunned his head and ran straight into the toilet around the corner.

“In a jar?” Chen Song became more and more curious about what the young man saw in the girls' bedroom.

“By the way, how come you're alone? Where's his partner? ”

After thinking about it, Chen thought it would be better to “ask” Zhu Jianing. He touched the human skin mask on his face and went into the toilet.

Zhu Jianing rushed into the toilet before realizing he had gone the wrong way, but he could not turn back and pulled the door panel of the fourth compartment at will to hide in it.

He covered his mouth, a muscle-bound “tough guy," shrunk next to the pit, his heart beating, and his pupils squeezed together abnormally.

Zhu Jianing was really scared. He sat across from Fei Youliang when he was playing the Pen Fairy game. When Fei Youliang lowered his head to analyze, he watched Pen Fairy appear behind Fei Youliang a little bit.

The thought of that woman's swollen face suffocating made him feel like he was about to catch his breath.

“That's definitely not an actor! This haunted house is really haunted!” The girls' bedroom they've just searched, including under the bed, is sure that there's no hiding in the house, and that tragic woman showed up empty!

“It must be a ghost!” The woman's face waving in Zhu Jianing's mind became a shadow in his heart. Even if he closed his eyes, he could see that face swinging in his brain.

He was helpless, his body was close to the toilet wall, and his muscles couldn't give him any sense of security.

“Youliang was still in that room, and the ghost stepped on his shoulder. How could such a scene really appear in front of him?” Zhu Jianing took a few deep breaths and felt a little hypoxic in his brain.

“I need to get in touch with someone outside. There's something wrong with this haunted house.” He tried to tell himself not to be scared, but his arm was still shaking and it took him half a day to pick up his phone in his backpack and dial the phone.

“Zhu? Why are you calling me at this hour? You got the video?” The other side of the microphone sounded the middle-aged man's voice.

“Brother Yuan, come in and help me! There are ghosts in this haunted house!” Zhu Jianing's voice was crying: “I can't hold on, I don't know how many ghosts are out there now. ”

“Isn't it normal to have ghosts in a haunted house?” Middle-aged people outside haunted houses don't care.

“It's not a ghost, it's a ghost!” Zhu Jianing was afraid to speak out, afraid that he would be heard by the “ghost” outside, and now he is in a hurry and scared.

“Give the phone to Yo Liang and let him talk to me.” The middle-aged man finally got serious when he heard Zhu Jianing's voice was wrong.

“Brother Liang was controlled by ghosts and is still in that room. ”

“controlled by ghosts? ”

“I saw it with my own eyes. The ghost stepped on his shoulder. He was a hanging ghost. His face was purple and black. His eyes were about to blow out! ”

“Step on your shoulder? Were you beaten up by a ghost house worker? All right, we're going in now! ”

“It's not an employee, it's a ghost, there are no employees in this house...” Zhu Jianing hasn't finished yet, suddenly the toilet door rang with footsteps: “Is the ghost coming in?! ”

“What did you say? Hello?” The microphone sent a voice from a low-lying middle-aged man. Zhu Jianing was afraid to attract the attention of the ghost outside and hung up the phone directly.

“I hope it doesn't hear me, don't find me, this place will never come again.” Zhu Jianing turned off his phone, bent down and stared closely at the wooden door in the compartment.

He did not know when the door in front of him would be opened, let alone what would appear, and the uncontrolled beginnings of his mind revealed all sorts of horrible images, such as seeing that horrible woman's face as soon as the door was opened, or squeezing his own moving uniform through the door.

“What do I do? Brother Yuan, come quickly!” His heart was burning and his mind was confused, and the sound of his footsteps had gone into the toilet, getting closer and closer!

“Crunch. ”

The first compartment door was opened and the old wooden door made a noise, and Zhujianin, frightened, held his breath.

After a short pause, the door to the second compartment was opened.

“Closer! That thing's coming! ”

Another moment, unexpectedly, the door to the third compartment was opened.

“Right next door, that thing's about to open my door!” Zhu Jianing's muscles rose and he was scared and afraid that he would soon be tortured insane.

Time flies by, but what makes him wonder is that the door in front of him has never been touched.

After a full half-minute wait, the door to Zhujianin's compartment remained open.

“Gone?”

He took all the courage to push the compartment door open with a stitch, and there was nothing outside: “Really gone? ”

He slowly pushed the door open, and there was no one outside: "Luckily, it was almost discovered. ”

After a sigh of relief, Zhu Weining dialed the middle-aged man's phone again. At the moment the light was shining, he suddenly saw what was on the screen.

He looked in the direction of the screen, and on the partition of the third compartment, a face stared silently at him.