My House of Horrors

“Deal.” Han Qiuming photographed the hand of the head of Tian Fu Hospital, indicating that he did not have to worry.

“Follow me.” Chen Gong entered the Terror House without giving them a chance to refuse.

The head of the haunted house stood still and didn't move forward: “Qiuming, you are too impulsive. ”

“Everyone's a haunted house. He's lying. You should be able to tell.” Han Qiuming didn't think so: “If you're scared, I'll go first. ”

“You weren't there that day, didn't know what was going on.” The head of the person in charge is big, I always feel a little uneasy: “This Chen boss is not a normal person, he went into the haunted house alone and kept his heart rate below 100. ”

“There's more scary.” Song An also opened his mouth: “That day Xu Zhenzhen's ghost appeared again. Several of our actors ran out of the haunted house, leaving him alone as a tourist. ”

“What's so scary about that? It's you guys who have too much guts.” Han Qiuming pushed the height myopia mirror: “I could stay in the haunted house. ”

“I'm not done yet.” The person in charge of Song An and Tian Fu Hospital looked at each other and received the other's instructions before daring to ask: “We waited for Boss Chen to leave and carefully searched the haunted house. Guess what? ”

“Don't sell Guan, just say what you want. ”

“The female corpse prop hanging at the entrance of the corridor was torn apart, her head rolled in the corner, her eyes staring in a certain direction, and her legs were torn apart and thrown far away from her body.” Song Ann herself said she was scared: “Would an ordinary tourist do something so crazy to a fake person? I even had the heart to call the police. ”

The head of Tian Fu Hospital also walked over: “Since I met Boss Chen, I've come to the understanding that sometimes people are really scarier than ghosts. ”

“Yeah.” Song Ann nodded with some empathy: “After the tour, let's get out of here. The two ghost wells won't break the river in the future. ”

“As for you? Several grown-ups grinding and coming, it's too late to say they're scared.” Playing with your cell phone carefully at night, halfway to find the people at Tian Fu Hospital still parked there: “It's also a haunted house, why is the gap so big? ”

This big V-net is straight and has a unique voice with a bit of smokiness and dullness.

She broke her long legs and walked into the haunted house, updating her mood today on a social platform: “I'm a horse, and I let the wind get behind my heels. ”

“Look, are you despised?” Han Qiuming's eyes swept his legs carefully overnight, and he chased after them without returning his head.

“He was too reckless.” The person in charge is somewhat worried: “Song An, when you go in, remember to walk with him. Qiuming himself has strength, but his heart is arrogant and easy to lose. ”

“Okay, I'll try.” Song An sighed and several people entered the horror house together.

Open the thick black curtains and the lights are darker in the haunted house, much cooler than outside.

“Looks a little old.” Song An took a walk: “I didn't expect Jiujiang to have such a large fixed haunted house. ”

“The Terror House was built by my parents five or six years ago in partnership with the New Century Park when it was a signature project.” Chen Gong took a few disclaimers from the drawer and distributed them to everyone: “Sign the agreement before going in to visit. ”

“Are you serious?” Han Qiuming looked at the frame on the disclaimer agreement and threw it on the table at will: “Save the paper, everyone is a haunted house, we understand these routines, there is no need to be so serious. ”

Several others at Tian Fu Hospital also did not write a pen. They all seemed to think that this was just a psychological suggestion from Chen Song to tourists that the agreement itself was of little use. Instead, they carefully wrote their names at night and Su Lu.

“I think you may have misunderstood that my agreement was recognized by the notary and stamped.” Chen Guo puts the agreement in front of several people: “You can't go in there without signing the agreement, that's our rule. ”

“Understand, understand.” The head of Tian Fu Hospital wrote down his name on paper - Guo Yi.

Han Qiuming didn't have much to say, but he was getting upset: “Make it the same as it really is, then I need to see it today. ”

Chen Gong ignored Han Qiuming and solemnly put away the disclaimer agreement of several people: “The scene of the third ward is newly made, and many places are not perfect enough. If you encounter something beyond your capacity, remember to find surveillance for help. ”

“Long story short, we know better than you the rules for visiting haunted houses, we've tried more than two dozen different tour designs and interesting interactions over the years, and we're more professional than that.” Han Qiuming never leaves room for himself.

“Well, I'll be brief.” Chen Gong is not angry, and his attitude is good: “The scene you are going to visit is called the third ward, which is the story of a patient wearing a doctor's uniform and committing all kinds of crimes. The whole scene is not entirely fictional, and it is particularly important to inform you that some of the patients who committed the crimes were not captured. ”

“Adapted from real cases? Aren't we playing the rest?” Han Qiuming looked as if he couldn't see the person in charge, no one said: “I visited and worked in dozens of haunted houses overseas, big and small, and some haunted houses in Europe and America were built directly in abandoned prisons and in rooms where homicidal maniacs used to live, compared to their ones, you are too ordinary. ”

“Boss Chen, Qiuming spoke more bluntly, but he didn't mean anything by it.” The person in charge finally couldn't help but say a few words.

“Nothing, as a service industry, tourists always rank first in my mind and I listen carefully to all comments and suggestions.” The smile on Chen's face hasn't changed since, and it makes people feel good.

“Good attitude on the part of staff, plus five points.” At night, carefully take a notepad out of your pocket and write a line on it.

“What are you?” Chen Gong looked at the woman.

“I am rating your haunted house 100 out of 100, and I would highly recommend it to my fans for as long as it exceeds 80 percent.” Put away the notebook carefully at night: “Most haunted houses are not allowed to use their phones, so I can only use this little book to record everything I see. ”

“Very professional.” Chen Gong wiped the sweat off his palms: “The third ward is an open scene, you can visit freely after entering it, just find the recorder I took out of your haunted house within 20 minutes and take it out even if you clear it. ”

With goodwill and sincerity, Chan Song repeated: “Don't let your guard down, you have to get the recorder out of ward three before the game is over. ”