My House of Horrors

Three tourists were entwined and stuck in the corridor, and this was the first time Chen Song had met in a haunted house.

“119? Forget it, I'll do it myself. ”

He put his leg on Song An's back and grabbed Du Chao's close arm: “Hold on! ”

With his body facing back, Chan Sing pulled Doo's arms out of the midst of several people.

“Ouch! ”

It took a lot of effort to finally split up three people, Chen Song looked paralyzed, pale face, powerless three tourists, had to exclaim: “Recent tourists, generally poor physical fitness. ”

He was dressed in blood, with a broken skull hammer, and none of the three tourists had responded, for whom the day would surely be engraved in their hearts and become an unforgettable “precious” memory.

“Can you walk by yourself? I'll walk you out.” Chen Guo picked up the puppet's five officers and placed them next to her head. He helped several people out of the Dean's office.

Visitors split into two parts on the doorstep of the New Century Paradise Terror House.

One is a real tourist, watching the crowd in the lounge, and the other is a fan of Tian Fu Hospital, who stands outside anxiously waiting for results.

“Master Xu, it's almost 40 minutes. Why haven't they come out yet? ”

“We got a call for help! Sir, are you sure nothing's going to happen? ”

Uncle Xu stood in front of the haunted house to sell tickets, surrounded by three or four young people, men and women.

If Chen Gong can definitely recognize them here, these are the other employees of Tian Fu Hospital.

“This... shouldn't happen.” Uncle Xu's head sweats, honestly, he is not sure at all. The normal tour time is 20 minutes. Once it exceeds this time, something must have gone wrong.

“You've wiped a dozen sweats in less than two minutes, man. You're freaking us out!” The tall, thin man named Lin, is just a corpse actor hiding under the nursery bed. After removing makeup, he looks more mature.

“Don't worry.” With that said, Uncle Xu panicked more than they did. The last time Fei Youliang came to visit, he came out eight minutes late, and the guy sent him straight to the hospital. This time he was delayed by almost 20 minutes!

This is killing us all!

Uncle Xu was afraid to think down. In fact, he had already greeted the Paradise infirmary 10 minutes ago. Even the stretcher was ready in the lounge.

“Wait a little longer, maybe because they're having a good time. ”

Another minute later, the impervious curtains of the haunted house were lifted, a figure that was long. The sentimental woman ran out.

She had no blood on her face, short hair on her forehead and face, just lifted the curtain and sat on the floor, her chest fluctuated violently, just like she had just taken a long run.

“Someone's coming out! ”

“Be careful at night! ”

“Isn't she the most professional haunted house evaluator in the country? Why is this a virtue now? ”

“It's all hype on the internet, you can't believe it. After all, she's not one of those professionals at Tian Fu Hospital, she's so intimidated and understandable. ”

Seeing that the night caution ran out, Uncle Xu somehow relieved himself: “It's okay, it's okay. ”

He opened the Haunted House fence and prepared to lift the night carefully, when the Haunted House door curtain was lifted for the second time.

Guo Xiao seemed to be much older. He fell and crashed out of it. His eyes were agnostic. He saw the night carefully sitting on the left, and he consciously walked to the right.

He squatted in the sun, apparently because he was running too fast, and he wanted to throw up.

“Boss! ”

The other actors at Tian Fu Hospital rushed in, and they saw their boss become like this, and the shock in their hearts was unspeakable.

Fans of Tian Fu Hospital outside the Horror House also looked silly: "Didn't you go into the haunted house to visit? How does this feel like a car sickness? ”

Shortly afterwards, the thick curtain of the haunted house was completely lifted, Song An limped away in front, and Chen Song dragged a tourist behind him.

He did not remove the human skin mask and, as soon as he appeared, caused a scream.

Uncle Xu was also spooked by Chen Gong. He had little guts so he would never enter Chen Gong's haunted house.

“Nothing serious, just a little frightened.” Chen Gong left Du and Su at the door, and he saw several other actors from Tian Fu Hospital.

Before the actors questioned him, Chen Guo first said, "Are you here to find a place for Tian Fu Hospital? Ten minutes from now, I can arrange your next match. ”

What the actors wanted to say felt like they were holding their throats and couldn't say it.

“If that's all right, I'm going in first, and one more tourist didn't find it. ”

Chen Gong was dressed in blood, wearing a mask and entering the haunted house. Behind him, no one dared to speak.

The face of Tian Fu Hospital is different. Everyone owns a haunted house. All kinds of sudden situations have been encountered. However, what does it mean that another tourist has not found it?!

After entering the haunted house again, Chen Gong transferred out the surveillance of the third ward to take a look. Han Qiuming rolled in a bunch of dolls and was eventually dragged into a ward.

Locked the door of the surveillance room, Chen Gong returned to ward 3 and found Han Qiuming's ward.

Pushing open the wooden door, Han Qiuming fainted. His glasses hung obliquely on his face, beside a large number of scattered figures.

“You also helped him find the glasses. Nice work, very polite. ”

Chen Qiuming put his finger under Han Qiuming's nose and breathed. He was just shocked.

On the face of it, there's nothing wrong. I'm not sure if there will be a psychological shadow in the future, or if I will scream at the hospital at night like Fan Youliang.

Grabbing Han Qiuming's arm, Chen Qiuming dragged him to the door. During the movement, Han Qiuming became conscious and slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw himself dragged by a bloodcoat doctor, he struggled with his last strength, as if Chan was not saving him, but really preparing to kill him.

“Don't move, I'll walk you out. ”

Chen Song warned kindly, but Han Qiuming's mind was already a little confused. He couldn't hear Chen Song's words, and he shouted ghosts and ghosts unconsciously.

“What the hell? Are you hallucinating? ”

Nor does Chen Gong know what happened to Han Qiuming in the haunted house. According to his design, a normal person would not turn into Han Qiuming even if he triggered all the organs.

“How do you usually design a haunted house when you're so timid?” Chen Gong loosened his hand and Han Qiuming grabbed the mattress on the floor and tried to climb into the corner.

“What are you afraid of? I'm here to escort you out. I work here. ”

Chen Gong said that Han Qiuming couldn't hear anything. He simply pressed Han Qiuming's shoulder and removed the human skin mask from his face: “Look clearly, I am the owner of the haunted house, I am human. ”

Han Qiuming was forced to turn his head by Chen Qiuming. Under the human skin mask, it was a white face with a dead heart.

“Man, dead, dead...”

Looking at Han Qiuming, who fainted completely, Chen Song touched his face and suddenly remembered that he had put on makeup before wearing a human leather mask.