My House of Horrors

Blood filament spreads like a spider web on a hazy hammer.

Chen Guo's five fingers grabbed the hammer like a living man's spine, and he stood in the middle of a fleshy door, stepping on the flowing blood.

“Do you two have anything else to say? ”

When two doctors, one tall and one short, backed off at the same time, they looked at Chen Songbook differently from normal people.

“If you have nothing else to say, then let's get started. Don't worry, it won't hurt. ”

Before he finished, Chen Gong and Xu Yan rushed out. Two doctors who had done bad things before their lives were duly punished after their deaths.

More than a minute later, Chan opened the door and he and Xu Yan walked out of the house: “We can go to the next place. ”

The old man glanced at the house, the two doctors had disappeared, and he did not ask Chen Gong where the two doctors had gone, as if nothing had been found, and went straight ahead.

The blood vessels were beating harder and harder on the ceiling, and the white cat looked out of the backpack and it seemed to smell the smell that attracted it again, hiding in the backpack and screaming at Chen Song.

Every time it passes a fork in the road, it makes a fuss in the bag.

“The cat is a real thief. ”

The white cat should be able to feel that something bad will happen when the blood fills her body, so she can't hide in the bag. Chen Song looked at it with big eyes of water and was a little helpless. After questioning the elderly, try to follow the direction the white cat requested.

The passage swayed, the blood dripped down, and at the end of the corridor, there was heavy breathing.

“Can't help it? ”

Chen Gong asked the old man to stand behind him, and he walked forward with a broken skull hammer and Xu Yin.

A blood vessel collapsed on the top of the head, and blood dripped down the gap, and between the beating organs, a shaken figure appeared at the end of the channel.

The bodies of the mutilated bodies, stitched together with needle threads, the blood filaments wrapped around them bent in their empty faces, condensed into a changing face, which seemed to be their lifetime.

The arms are spliced from arms belonging to different corpses, fingers are broken, nails are broken, and black and red meat chips remain in the gap.

Asthma comes from a crack in the belly, and there seems to be another monster hidden inside.

“No wonder I didn't see a few before. It was all concentrated together. Is this the bloody world commanding itself? ”

“Security” appeared at the same time, which also heralded that the O.R. was the last limit of the bloody world, and there was definitely something important hidden inside, so the bloody world would spare no effort to protect it.

“More than I expected.” The old man didn't back off at this time, and he stood next to Chan Song: “You better get rid of them. This is a flesh factory, and these monsters are made of all kinds of 'scrap', and there's a lot of that scrap in the underground morgue. ”

Chen Song nodded his head. After his previous confrontation, he had understood the composition of such a monster as “security”. His body was made up of various mutilated corpses, joined together by blood silk, and at the core was the soul of one or more death row inmates, filled with resentment, unwillingness and hatred.

“It's made entirely of garbage, from the inside out, from the top down, without any value. ”

Both sides are getting closer and closer. Mixed warfare is triggered. Only Chen Song can calmly analyze the advantages of the enemy at this juncture.

The underground cadaver is the top Samsung horror scene. Chen Gong has unlimited expectations for the world behind this door. Unfortunately, when he really came in, he realized that most of the monsters in it are not suitable for taking out.

Unlike the ghosts and sedans of the living coffin village, these monsters made of corpses are too aggressive towards the living, too affected by the bloody world to communicate at all, and become puppets of the world behind the door.

“If you can't be a haunted housekeeper, then it's a shame you can't experience human warmth.” In order to make a good impression in front of the old man, he hasn't rushed forward this time, opened the comic book and drove the staff forward: “Look how painful you are, why don't I relieve you? ”

The sound of a red coat rushed forward, and the rest of the staff in the haunted house became brave.

However, most of them gathered around Xu Yan, often after Xu Yan tore the monster apart, and they embraced each other and showed great solidarity.

The passage is not wide, Xu Yan station is in the center, as long as he does not fall down, no matter how many monsters, only the portion is torn.

The red coat on his body grew brighter, but Xu Yan's heart was still not stained red. He was insane in the killing, but he still hadn't found the heart.

On both sides of the aisle, a crack began to appear on the wall. Xu phonetically turned into a blood-red figure. Where he looked, blood would flow. He was too fast. Ten fingers were like the sharpest dining knife, and this was his own feast.

In the face of the constant “security”, Chen Gong and others began to move forward slowly.

The will of the blood-colored world also seems to be uncomfortable, with the deepest passage coming from a low exhalation.

The sound is completely different and more powerful from the sound coming from the guard's belly, and the entire passage trembles as it breathes.

The sounds of blood finally stopped the killing, he threw away his fingertips of blood, stood alone in the middle of the meat channel, his head slowly raised, his pale face kept a cold expression, his blood red eyes looked towards the end of the channel.

The breathing sound he had heard, Chen Gong had been lured by a cell phone ghost, and when he first entered the teaching building, he had heard it on the second basement floor.

With this exhalation, there were countless sounds like live fish beating.

“Looks like this monster is in big shape, just wondering if it's red? ”

The “security guard" came and cleaned up with Xuyin and other employees, swallowed up a large number of ghosts and malicious thoughts, and the haunted house staff gave Chen Song an unexpected surprise.

Breaking the white autumn forest of one hand, he broke his hand. There was an indelible stain of blood on his cuffs, just this faint stain, indicating that he also had the potential to become a red coat!

“A gambler? ”

Looking back at Bai Qiulin's past, this guy was also a tough guy, and in order to pay off his debt, he chopped off his hand in front of the debtor.

He is an unbeatable bastard, but undeniably, there is one last gleam on his body, which is guilt towards his old mother.

“His next priority is to cultivate him, and perhaps I will soon be able to have three red coats. ”

Chen Gong decided to tilt his resources toward Bai Qiulin to accelerate his growth.

“Being my employee is a really happy thing, I don't need to think about anything, I just need to 'eat, drink and have fun’. ”

The O.R. is at the end of the tunnel, and after the "security guard" has been cleared, the road is unobstructed.

“This is it. ”

The door at the end of the old man's finger channel surprised Chan Song that the operating room door was not made of flesh, but exactly the same as the one in reality.

In a deformed and twisted world, such a normal door suddenly appeared, making Chant very uncomfortable.

He walked to the door, the door was closed, and a painting was drawn on the door panels in various paints.

That should be the room Dr. Gao once lived in, with fruit on the coffee table and half the books, advertising on TV, the remote on the blanket of the sofa, and the clock next to it shows 3: 15.

The whole painting is very detailed and all the details are perfectly restored, as if the whole scene had been completely engraved into the painter's mind.

A cozy scene, a relaxing afternoon, which is in stark contrast to the surrounding raised blood vessels, beating organs, and spilled droplets.

“Surprised? I had the same look on my face the first time I saw it.” The old man sighed softly: “The painting was the principal's home, and he wanted his wife to see it as soon as she woke up. ”

“He also seems to know that the house is warmer than the flesh.” Hands on the door panel, Chen Gong pushed the door open.

The operating room is huge, three times the size of the lab, and it's also the source of all the blood vessels, just like the heart.

Countless blood vessels poured into it, gathered at the center of the operating theatre, where there was a pool much larger than a regular morgue pool, at a moment when a middle-aged man in a white coat stood at the edge of the pool.

He was quite tall, mature and sensible, and seemed to have a world in his eyes.

When the door was opened, the man looked up and seemed to have anticipated these.

Stop, when Chen Song really saw all this, he realized he couldn't calm down at all.

“Dr. Gao, we meet again. ”