My House of Horrors

“The better the girl behaves, the more jealous the others are that even if she does nothing, the more people around her will isolate her. ”

“Sometimes God is too fond, and it's not necessarily a good thing, after all, there are demons hidden around us. ”

“One of the other five girls in the dance room is in love, and the rest is a classic story. ”

“She wrote a love letter and wanted to confess, but unfortunately the boy didn't like her at all and approached her only to ask for more information about another girl. ”

“Knowing everything, shame and jealousy prompted her to make a crazy decision. ”

“She found the staff of the Equipment Management Department, and a few people agreed on everything and decided to destroy the girl together. ”

“Approaching dance competitions in the province, six girls went to the dance room every afternoon for training, when it was summer vacation and there was no one in the school. ”

“Several other female students pretended to relax with the girls, who were kind and worked very hard to integrate into their circles. ”

“She took a lot of chores on her own and made candy herself, ready to give it to her ‘friends'. ”

“But what she didn't expect was that it was just a trap. ”

“is her ‘friend’, trying to push her into the abyss. ”

Story number two is still going on, and when I heard it here, Chan Sing's fingers had been held tight.

There you are!

The murderer used the sins committed as stories to tell the people in the room, and could not hear a single penance from his words.

“Zhang Ya...” Chen Song cried silently in his heart. The story of No. 2 added an emotion she couldn't speak clearly about the girl, which should be heartbreaking.

The shadow color changed slightly, but Zhang Ya did not appear.

Probably because she swallowed up too many ghosts in the third ward, and she was digesting them.

I felt something in my heart, and the no. 2 newcomer glanced at Chen Song's location.

“The girl called her ‘friend' for help, and not only did her ‘friend' not come forward to help her, one of them took a love letter out of her backpack, which was written by her favorite boy, unfortunately not to her. ”

“Then the girl who had no way to walk looked at the window behind her, and she fell from the fourth floor and bled to the ground, but she was still alive at that time. ”

“She couldn't make a sound, her eyes were open and she kept staring at the 'friends’ who had left her. ”

“The white skirt was dyed red and nobody knew her exact time of death, and her body was not discovered until the next day. ”

Each of the second sentences said that the blood line in Chen Gong's shadow was thick, and after swallowing up two long, thin monsters and half the body of Mother Red, Zhang Ya seemed to be undergoing some kind of change.

Chen Guo had no way to wake Zhang Ya up. Zhang Ya had helped him three times in total, each time she appeared on her own initiative.

“There were no other marks on the girl than the fall, and with the early collusion of the ducks, the matter was eventually characterized as suicide. ”

The second one was able to remain calm at first, but as he said, his breathing began to become impatient and he would always look unnaturally at where Chen Song was.

He seemed to have discovered something, sped up the speech, and hurried to tell the final story of the five girls.

They always get unknown blood at night. Love letters, girls who receive love letters, have accidents within a week for a variety of reasons, and more coincidentally, the bodies end up in chairs.

“It sounds like a curse game, but the fact is, I suspect that the girl who fell into the building became a ghost and wandered around the dance room. ”

Number two took a step back: "My story is over. ”

“It's a good story, but you're terrible at it, so you can teach people how to tell a story later.” The man on the right side of the table hits a debt and looks at the other side of the table: “What do you think? ”

“At least it sparked my interest, unlike last week's newcomers.” The first man sitting on the left tapped his fingers on the table and his eyes were a little cold.

The man on the right smiled and said casually: "Now that he's passed, let number three begin. ”

“Wait a minute.” Once again, the man on the left opened his eyes and slowly moved away from number two, looking at Chan Song: "Number two and four, did you two know each other before? ”

Chen Guo did not expect the other party to be so acute, Zhang Ya had not responded to him, at this time he could only find a way to delay the time.

“No.” Number two opened his mouth one step at a time, and he didn't expect his little move to be detected by the man at the table.

“If you don't know him, why do you always look at him unintentionally when you tell stories?” When the man had finished, everyone on both sides of the table looked at song number two and Chen.

A gaze, like a sharp knife, emits a dangerous scent.

The situation in the house suddenly became nervous, Chen Song kept shouting Zhang Ya's name in his heart, unfortunately he never responded, but the blood silk in the shadow became clearer and clearer.

In contrast, number two might be a little more straightforward: “He made me uncomfortable, and there was a voice in my head telling me that this man was dangerous. ”

“Dangerous?” The eyes of several people in the house all focused on Chan Song: “A dangerous new man? ”

“Is it because of his mask?” The man who liked the Chen Song mask once again opened his mouth, holding his chin and seemingly admiring the work of the human skin mask: “What a beautiful work of art, one day it will belong to me. ”

This man also sort of helped Chen Song solve the fence. The first man sitting on the left side of the dining table didn't ask any more questions. He waved: “Number three, let me hear your story. ”

Only three of the four newcomers are women, and she is very ordinary in height.

“My name is Chung and I work in a chemical factory.” The woman touched the homemade mask on her face and frowned on everyone with the first sentence.

“Miss Chung, for your own safety, please do not leak information.” The man on the right warned, but the woman didn't care.

“This story I'm about to tell is about my wife.” Women's voices are very nice, light and birdy, making people feel comfortable.

“She's four years younger than me and is the host of a late-night radio station. ”

“She was in charge between midnight and 2: 00 a.m., so every time she came home late. ”

“When I first got married, I would wait for her to come back and sleep with me because I had to work the next day and I couldn't hold out for long. ”

“I'll cook dinner for two, leave her a note and let her come home for a hot meal. ”

“It was okay at first, but from one day on, the wife never touched the food on the table. ”

“When I woke up in the morning, the food was the same, but the kitchen utensils and pans were used. ”

“My wife seems to have stewed something in the kitchen alone at night. ”