My House of Horrors

“Little Jia, we've found him, he's in a coma, and his body's fine.” Li Zhengtong went on and on: “But there seems to be something wrong with that Chan Song. ”

“Something wrong with Chen? I'll be right there!” The voice of the facial team came out of the walkie-talkie.

“It may have been something exciting. After all, when we received the call, he and the four lunatics were on the 23rd floor, and it must have been something terrible. ”

Li Zheng looked at Chen Song sitting on the stairs motionless, his heart was very unpleasant.

He had a bad impression of Chen Song at first, especially in the interrogation room, and Chen Song's attitude can be described as very arrogant.

However, after hearing Chen Song call for help, he let go of all preconceptions and led the team to the desperate place, but unfortunately it was a little late.

Li Zheng, as the chief of the criminal investigation team of the city bureau, met a few survivors who had fled the scene of the murder. Physical injuries would heal over time, but psychological trauma would accompany them for life.

“If only we could be quicker.” He wanted to encourage Chan to be strong, but didn't know how to talk.

Sitting on the stairs between the 22nd and 23rd floors, Chen Gong stared at his shadow for a dozen minutes, and he discovered a terrible thing - his shadow didn't seem to come back!

Even if the light finds itself, it's obvious that the two shadows overlap.

“There must have been another change in Zhang Ya. She used to hide in my shadow, and now she's going to be my shadow! ”

Chen Gong recalled Zhang Ya's abnormality when she saw her face ruined: “The black blood stain in the wooden box must be very important to her, black blood? Is there some kind of connection between the two? By absorbing all that black blood, she can break a certain limit? ”

The more confused he thought about it, Chan Sing looked at his shadow. Zhang Ya's shadow was slowly replacing his own shadow. He seemed determined to spend the rest of his life with him until he no longer had a shadow.

Fingers touched the wooden box in her arms, and frankly, it was the first time that Chen Song had given a gift to a girl in person. Although it always felt wrong, the facts were undeniable.

“It's a delicate feeling. ”

He whispered, no matter what Zhang Ya will look like in the future, but one thing is for sure, he will never say that Zhang Ya is not.

“There is no need to worry for now, the last time Zhang Ya only swallowed half the body of the elderly man in red, he fell asleep for several days, and finally slowly woke up under my scream. ”

“This time Zhang Ya swallowed up two complete red coats, two bloody faces and a slender ghost, as well as that mysterious black stain, and would probably sleep a long time to digest them completely. ”

Zhang Ya is the main fighting force of Chen Song, Zhang Ya in, Chen Song's ability to terror house weird talk association; in the absence of Zhang Ya, Chen Song draggers together, it is estimated that only one red coat can be handled.

“With the removal of the four masculine men, the couple and the director Huang, there are now three remaining members of the association.” Chen Gong's face was calm, and outsiders couldn't even guess what he was thinking: "The remaining three people included No. 10, Chairman and Wu Fei, and I still can't determine their identities. But one thing is for sure, all three are extremely dangerous and cunning. ”

“Weird talk about the club leaning out and still not killing me, they shouldn't have done it again in a short time.” Now that Zhang Ya is asleep, Chen Gong, while temporarily free from Zhang Ya's "love”, has also entered a period of strength, weird talk about the association at this time can send two more red clothes to wipe out his horrible house.

People always miss it when they can't get it. Zhang Ya is asleep. Chen Song suddenly becomes very insecure: “The number of tourists has skyrocketed over the past few days, and many more tourist screams have been collected in the horror room. It is time for another round of raffles. ”

He himself refused the roulette draw for the black phone, but in a short time he couldn't think of any other way to boost his power.

Ghosts hate less when they use it, and Chan Song now has a profound experience.

“That black bloodstain is unusual, and when Zhang Ya wakes up again, it may break some boundaries. ”

More horrible than red, Chen Gong is afraid to continue thinking about it.

Helping the railing on the stairs, Chen Gong stood up quite wolfly. He was covered in dust, his arms were bruised, and his spirit looked a little tranced.

“Careful.” Li Zheng remained beside him and saw Chen Song get up and hurry to help him.

“It's okay, you guys go find Xiao Gu and Wang, I can hold on.” Chen Gong did not understand why Li Zheng's attitude towards himself suddenly changed. He felt that Li Zheng must have misunderstood something, but he also lazily explained.

Together, they returned to the 23rd floor, and the symbiotic ghost was torn apart and devoured by Zhang Ya's violence. The souls of several members of the Weird Talk Association were severely traumatized and confused.

And the most horrible disfigurement man, he was lying in the middle of the corridor like a vegetable, with an empty eye.

Li Zheng frowned and looked at several strange members of the association, and a strange thought appeared in his heart - how do they seem to be the victims?

Nobody knew what had happened on the 23rd floor. As the only one who knew, Chen Gong answered by falling from upstairs, touching his head, not remembering clearly, only knowing that he was being chased.

Pushing open the door to room 3239, Li Zheng smelled a faint smell of blood. After running into the bathroom, he discovered that a family of three had fainted and his wrist had been cut open, as if bleeding.

“And breathe! Call an ambulance! ”

Operation Two had arrived at that time, and they lifted the real victims out, and Chen Song couldn't do much beside them. He stared silently at the strange patterns painted in the corner of the room.

These blood-drawn patterns seem to be some kind of special text, and Chen Song came close and found that all the ghosts were trembling.

“The words that scare the ghosts? Weird talk about associations is quite deep.” He was glad he hadn't been in the room before, and after watching it for a few minutes, he took out his phone and photographed all the patterns.

The pattern on the wall quickly faded after no blood was supplied, slowly losing its utility.

Out of 3239, Chen Gong and Li Zheng entered the room opposite.

The layout of the house was astonishing, with three ropes hanging in the center of the living room. The unconscious old king and little customer were thrown under the first two ropes, and the third rope seemed to be for Chan Song.

“Three knots, one threesome, now there are only three people left to talk about the association, they are really obsessed with the number three. ”