My House of Horrors

Chen Sing's voice was calm and he was asking each other very seriously.

“Have you forgotten everything? I'll give you another hint.” The blurry child stretched out his hands and strangled himself: “You deceived me into an abandoned tunnel, and you said you heard someone shouting your name in it, but after we went into the tunnel together, you stood behind me and suddenly strangled me like this! ”

The child's skull was skewed and his hands deformed his neck and neck. His face slowly swelled and a blue blood vessel appeared on his forehead: “Remember? At the time, your fingers fell into my skin a little bit, constantly pushing hard...”

The child's voice echoed in Chan's ear, and a fragmented image flashed through his mind, and the scene in front of him seemed to have really appeared.

Even stranger to Chen Song, when he saw the child strangled, his body instinct created a familiar feeling, as if the killer was really himself.

“I've killed people?” The rain wetted his hair, and Chen Gong shook his head, and he remembered another thing.

When I was doing my fourth nightmare level mission deep in the tunnel, I saw myself and an adult entering the tunnel as a child.

The scene in front of him is very familiar, but unlike what the kid said, the victim was himself, not that he was killing, but that someone wanted to kill him!

If I hadn't done that nightmare-level mission before, and didn't see that scene deep in the tunnel, Chan Gong would be a little shaky even if he didn't believe he was a murderer now.

“He may have been the original killer, otherwise it would not have been possible to know these things.” Chan muttered to himself, moving his footsteps in the direction of the child, trying to draw closer.

Chen Gong remained calm and the child let go of his hands, his head resting on his shoulder: “Do you really not remember? ”

The boy's face washed in the rain, slowly became clear, his face was very strange, looking at Chen Song as if he were looking at himself in the mirror: "You killed me, you killed me yourself, I will not forget that feeling, soon you will experience it. ”

The child retreated, and the figure behind him shoved the boy back into his body and stood still.

Chen Song was less than ten meters away from the shadow, and as he was preparing to get closer, a miserable white hand gently rested on Chen Song's shoulder.

The repeater emitted a sandy sound of electricity and the sound of a red coat appeared beside Chen Song's body sometime. He shook his head gently to prevent Chen Song from moving forward.

“Is he dangerous?” Chan Gong had other wars. As he lifted his legs, his thighs were held dead. He looked down and a three- or four-year-old boy grinned his teeth in front of him.

“Mennan?” After Chen Gong took the child out of the third ward, he didn't have time to return it, or Chen Gong simply chose to forget about it and kept Meng Nan in the comic book.

“Two red jackets blocking at the same time? Doesn't this guy look like a red shirt, just a shadow? ”

Chan Song stopped and didn't move on.

A moment later, a child's footprint began to appear around the shadow, and the children's laughter and crying slowly disappeared, and the body of the shadow slowly solidified.

When the cry of the last child disappeared, the figure stared silently at Chen Song. He was exactly the same height and shape as Chen Song, and he was like a shadow of Chen Song himself.

“You killed me. ”

The body is an adult, but the voice in the shadow mouth is the voice of a child, shady, cold and full of malice.

After finishing this sentence, he leapt over Chan Song and looked behind Chan Song, turning around and disappearing into the heavy rain.

“Going now?” Chen Gong looked at Shadow with the light on his phone and could almost see that his shadow had become a woman's shape.

“Is he worried about Zhang Ya? Unlike, he seems to be conspiring with something else.” The rain dripping in my ears grew louder, everything returned to normal, and the rain swept the earth wildly, and the shadow was long gone.

“The two redcoats stopped, Zhang Ya felt threatened, what is it exactly?” Chen Gong used to have only two concepts of ghosts. When he saw a man in red, he ran after him, not in red. Now he encountered a third kind of ghost, a shadow claiming to have been killed by Chen Gong.

“This ghost is a bit peculiar, and so many people disappear every year in the eastern suburbs are presumably related to him, and that's probably the most horrible bizarre thing the driver has just said. ”

Shadow has left, Chen Guo no longer delayed time, called the customer, and flew to the water plant: “Xiaoqu, have I arrived? Where are you?”

“Have you arrived?” The little customer's voice was amazing: “Was it you who just stood in front of the water plant? ”

“Bullshit, where are you? ”

“We'll be right over! ”

The phone hung up, the little customer and a wet woman ran out of the bushes next to the water plant: "Boss! ”

Xiao Gu was very happy, but the woman was reluctant to come.

She watched as she stood in the rain, dressed in a raincoat and dragged Chen Song with a broken skull hammer, feeling a little uneasy.

In the wilderness, the rain poured down, her hands covered her chest and her body trembled unstoppably.

“Why is there another woman? ”

“She was also a passenger in that car.” Xiaoguan briefly told Chen Song about Huang Ling's situation.

“Is there anyone alive in that car besides you? ”

“Not only did Huang Ling and I have a student in the last row of the car, but he also helped me in the car, unlike the bad guys.” Xiao Gu has some regrets: “I got off too far away from him or I got off with him. ”

“It's not necessarily all people who help you, it's not necessarily all ghosts who hurt you.” Chen Gong stared at Huang Ling for a long time and waved: “The taxi is outside, let's go together. ”

Coming to the side of the road, Chen Gong discovered that the window was full of children's mud fingerprints, and that poor driver, had passed out in the main driver's seat.

“Don't panic. He's still breathing. He's probably freaked out.” Chen Guo put the driver in the back row, dragged the crushed hammer and stood outside the car door to contemplate. After a long time, he turned to look at Xiaogu and Huang Ling.

“Which one of you can drive? ”

He shook his head: "Boss, can't you drive? I remember the last time you drove the van back to paradise. ”

“I'll drive.” Chen Gordon: “But without a driver's license, there was a car recorder and video on the taxi. In case the driver called the police, the police would be in trouble when they asked. ”

“Well... why don't I drive?” Huang Ling walked to Xiaoqu and Chen Song and hesitated: “I will send you to your destination, but before I do, can you come to my house first? I'm a little worried about my husband. ”