My House of Horrors

Popularity soared, full of screens, and Chen Song didn't expect things to turn out like this.

“I warned Qin Guang a long time ago, but he wanted to go alone, and I can't blame him for that. Fortunately, Twilight High School is not too dangerous. The evil inside is not a fierce ghost. He should not be in danger of his life.” Chen Gong thinks he is a kind person: “I hope he can recover soon. Don't follow the wind on the next live broadcast. ”

Looking at the popularity of almost 400,000, Chen Gong took the opportunity to advertise for his haunted house.

As can be seen from the number of barrage screens, the popularity of his live broadcast room is minimal, and this time alone, the name of the Horror House on the outskirts of Jiujiang West will be remembered by many.

Hot fermentation, it is estimated that there will be a constant flow of water friends to the Terror House experience in the coming period.

“Chen Gong, the contract thing needs to be on the agenda, and I have one more question for you.” The Liu knife didn't hang up, and he was under a lot of pressure: “Did you arrange this live broadcast tonight? Is the whole scene the work of your horror house team? ”

Liu Knife doesn't know the details of Chen Song. Both parties are cooperative relationships. All he knows is that Chen Song is a haunted house owner. He definitely knows professional ghost players and can design the most authentic horror scenes.

For a man who doesn't believe in ghosts, the first time he sees an unusual event, he speculates on the basis of his own experience.

“Kind of.” Chen Song returned a vague answer.

Of course, he has his own Haunted House team, except for Xu Wan, who can't talk to outsiders.

“I knew you weren't alone in there.” Liu Knife seemed relieved: “The camera on your wrist just fell off. After you ran out, the camera that fell on the ground suddenly moved again, and a new picture was taken. Sister Li thought it was really haunted when she saw it. ”

“New images?” Chen Song turned his head and looked at his wrist. The camera was touched off while fighting the nurse.

“Look, it's moving again! ”

Chan Song directly shielded the bullet screen and looked at the lower right corner of the live feed, which is the angle of view of the wrist camera.

The picture is pushing forward. The camera seems to be hanging on the nurse's clothes and is coming in the direction of Chan Song!

“Didn't die like that? Is it because the terrain here is special? ”

Liu Knife did not know the seriousness of the matter, and seriously taught Chen Song experience: “You better contact your friend and tell him not to show up in front of the camera, so that he can give Mizumi more sense of anticipation. ”

“Look forward to a ghost!” Hang up the phone and run upstairs without saying anything.

The two cameras in the live room shot different images and seemed to be chasing each other.

Don't say the water friends haven't seen this scene. Chen Guo himself met for the first time. He quickly fled back to the corridor on the third floor.

Running a dozen meters away, Chen Gong lowered his head and looked at the screen of his phone. He saw his back in his live room!

“It's coming! ”

There was no perfect solution for the nurse at the moment, and Chen Song did not return. He went back to the second floor along the stairs on the side of the corridor, and after speeding up the disengagement of the female nurse, he changed direction and slipped into the first floor.

After losing track of Chan Song, the nurse who followed her seemed to have acted only by instinct, she repeatedly opened the door and searched the ward.

“Unlike the Mirror Ghost, without her own consciousness, she should be integrated with the special environment here. ”

When the nurse walked away, Chen Song stepped out of hiding, and this layer was the source of all the horrors.

“The smell is stronger. ”

The corridors on the ground floor are different from the corridors on the other floors. The floor cracks out tiny cracks. Inside, insects or something is crawling. Shallow red spots begin to appear on the walls. After pulling the skin off the walls, it can be seen that the red has penetrated the walls, as if it were capillaries in the human body.

“I read a similar description in the Dean's letter, but at that time he said that only the door frame in room three was surrounded by abnormalities. ”

There are ten wards on the ground floor, corresponding to ten numbers, and Chen Gong is close to the door closest to himself.

The door to Ward 10 is a specially made iron door, more like a cell than a ward. Chen Song tried various ways to open it.

“The quality is so good, after all these years, there is no sign of loosening. ”

The man in room 10 is called the devil, and although Dr. Gao asserts that he is not ill for long, there are exceptions to everything.

Tonight, Chen Gong met several patients from the third ward, and maybe the patient from room 10 is here.

Rooms 9 and 8 were also fitted with iron doors, which could not have been opened without major movement.

Chen Gong went straight to room three without further delay.

The skin of the wall was peeled off, blood seeped out of the wall, the floor was raised high by mattresses, and part of the body of the fake man was exposed to the outside, like a person who would reach out and grab the passersby at any time.

Blood stains on the top of your head, under your feet, inside the building, but touch them.

Blood is not on the surface of the building, but inside the building, penetrating constantly outward.

This is a very strange feeling, as if the building itself was bleeding.

The smell in the air had reached the point of pungency. Chen Guoqiang was reluctant to get close to Ward 3. A few meters away, he saw the door to Ward 3.

It was a completely bloodstained door, half open, locked with a wooden plank that was forbidden to enter.

“This is the ‘door’ that destroyed the entire rehabilitation centre.” To really stand in front of the door, you can feel that unspeakable feeling.

Chen Gong's legs moved forward mechanically, and the pigslaughter knife and crushed skull hammer in his hand did not give him a sense of security.

Every cell in the body is yelling, it's dangerous, don't come near it, but at the deepest end of the mind, there seems to be another voice urging and luring him forward.

The sweat rose and Chen Guo eventually stopped at the door of ward three.

In the middle of a dark corridor, a door opened on a bloodstained wall.

It's like the heart of ward three, and it's all around it.

“If I let that door in my haunted house go, would it be like this?” Chen Gong followed the half-open door and looked inside the third ward.

Ceilings, walls, beds, everything Chen Gong sees is red, one door apart, two completely different worlds inside and out.

He held his hand down the door and tried to close the wooden door, a familiar sound appeared as he pushed the ward door.

The sound, which he had heard in his own horror house, was similar to the sound of heavy objects being dragged.