My House of Horrors

After eating, Chen Gong returned to the staff lounge carrying the bedboard. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xu Wan squatting at the door.

“What are you doing? ”

“Boss, when did you raise the cat? It's beautiful. It won't let me touch it!” Xu Wan was very unhappy: “I really wanted to rub it. ”

“Forget it, this cat is a stray cat, a bit hostile to humans.” Chen Gong entered the house and put the bed plate back together. When the cat saw Chen Gong coming, it didn't blow up, but he jumped aside reluctantly.

“Then why doesn't it hate you?” Xu Wan was very confused. As soon as she approached the white cat, the white cat would make an attack.

“Maybe he thinks I'm a trustworthy, noble man, too.” Sitting in bed, Chan Sing stretched out a lazy waist: “Would you like to take a break? ”

“Forget it, you go to sleep, I'll call you at 1: 15.” Xu Wan looked at the white cat in love: “What's this cat's name? ”

“I gave it a lot of names, it didn't respond, and finally when I called it White Tiger, it was very emotional, and I thought about whether to call it White Tiger later.” Chen Song looked at the white cat and was thinking seriously.

“You named a cat White Tiger?” Xu Wan feels his third view has been devastated: “Okay, you just have to be happy. ”

After Xu Wan went out, Chen Gong felt some headaches watching the white cat on the chair.

This cat can see the dirty stuff, the little ghosts at this level are afraid of it, and if it's used well, this cat will be a base card for Chan Song. But after all, it is also a life, it has its own consciousness, it is difficult to make it listen in a short time.

After a night of grinding, the white cat is not so hostile to Chan Song anymore. The cat is very smart, and it can distinguish between who is good for it and who is bad for it.

“Your children are gone, and even if you keep guarding their bodies, it doesn't change anything.” Chen Guo thought for a long time, got up and lifted the basket, and the white cat followed him, one cat at a time, walked out of the staff lounge and came to the door of the haunted house.

Digging the soil next to the green tree with his hands, Chen Song put several kittens in it. While doing this, he kept an eye on the white cat and feared that the cat would suddenly go mad.

“I know your pain, and I know how important these kittens are to you, but you have to understand something.” Chen Gong squatted on the ground and slowly pushed the soil on both sides into the earth pit: “Life is the starting point of death, death is the inevitable destination of life. Bury your body and your soul will live forever. ”

He wondered if the white cat understood him, and the cat kept staring at the dirt pit, staring at the four kittens gradually buried in the dirt, the colored cat eyes beating gently.

It has not attacked Chan Song, nor has it lost its mind, and has always behaved peacefully.

When Chen Gong sprinkled the last piece of dirt, the white cat lay in the tree pit, no matter how Chen Gong shouted, there was no response.

Until the lunch break passed, visitors gradually increased and the white cat left the tree pit and ran into the crown.

Chen Guo had no choice but to clean the cat and start opening in the afternoon.

A two-star scene was added, and in order to enter this new scenario experience, many tourists started queuing after escaping and getting married at midnight, and the terror scenario classification system had begun to work.

Not available, that's why I want to experience it more. New scenes of unknown mystery are unprecedented attractions for specific groups in pursuit of stimulus.

Tourists in front of the haunted house only scattered when they were busy closing the New Century Paradise.

Before it was too late to rest, Chen Guo and Uncle Xu took out the monitoring equipment for the park's inventory.

He asked Uncle Xu and Xiaowan to leave first. He entered the Twilight High School scene on his own and installed surveillance on several key points.

Debugging surveillance is more complicated than Chen Song expected, and after that, it's already 8: 00 PM.

After washing his face, Chen Guo called Dr. Gao and Wang Hailong and took a taxi to Heming apartment.

By the time he arrived, Dr. Gao and Hailong Wang had been waiting downstairs for a long time.

A highly mature doctor with a one-sided opinion on the treatment of mental illness easily gained the favor of the Royal Brothers. Without introducing Chen Song, they got to know each other very well.

“My dad lived on the sixth floor with the Dragon, and I had already said hello to them by noon. ”

The three entered the Heming apartment and Chan Gong frowned slightly, and he smelled the faint smell again.

This smell is most intense in several rooms on the third floor, but others seem to not smell it at all, such as Dr. Wang Hailong and Dr. Gao, who are acting perfectly normal and even discussing the disease.

“What the hell is that smelling?” At first, Chen Song thought it was the smell of animal bodies accumulated by 302 young people, but by now those animal bodies should have been cleaned up. How come the smell hasn't diminished?

Upon reaching the top floor, Wang Hailong knocked on the door to room 601.

The door was opened by a man in his fifties with half black and white hair and a sad face.

“Dad, this is the owner of the haunted house who had a similar encounter, and the other is the best psychologist in Jiujiang. ”

“Come in first. ”

With all kinds of amenities in the rental house, so many people come in at the same time, it seems a little crowded.

“I know what both of you have come for, and the sound dragon is in the bedroom, and as long as it cures his illness, it won't cost you a dime.” The old father seemed much older than he actually was.

“Can I go see Wang Shenglong first?” Chen Guo stood at the end, and when the door opened, he smelled a strong smell. Strangely, however, neither Dr. Wang Hailong nor Dr. Gao responded, as if he was the only one who could smell the smell.

“Okay, but you have to prepare yourselves.” Wang Solong's father opened the bedroom door.

A stronger smell gushed out of the room and Chan Gong gently put his fingers on the tip of his nose.

It's not a smell in the ordinary sense, it's a smell that makes him uncomfortable. At the moment he smells it, his body instincts want to stay away. It's like there's a voice that keeps telling him to stay away from it. It's dangerous.

Standing on the doorstep of the bedroom looking inside, there was no furniture in the narrow bedroom, just a thin blanket on the ground with a few pillows in the corner.

Beyond that, the person sitting in the middle of the house is the most compelling.

He's very low, about a meter, four, five, but very fat, with his legs deformed, like a meatball.

When he saw someone come in, he smiled silly at the door and lifted his hand, as if he were saying hello to several people.

Every time an outsider sees Wang Song Long, his father's heart is cut like a knife. It's particularly painful: “Song Long can't talk, but everything else is normal. What do you want to ask him, he answers on the drawing board. ”