My House of Horrors

The training of the cylinder ghost mainly focuses on dodging, tending, and instantaneous explosive power. Chen Gong does not need how aggressive the cylinder ghost is, but only wants him to come back alive after scouting the intelligence.

“I'll leave it to you. ”

Chen Gong closed the door to the underground scene and went back to the staff lounge.

When he turned on his phone, he realized that there were several unread texts, mostly from Wenwen's aunt, and some from Xu Wan.

Probably the question was where Chen Gong was. When Wen Wen's aunt came to pick up her brother and Wen Wen from work, she found that the father and daughter had been sent away by Chen Gong, which caused some concern.

“The other party did not call me back to indicate that she had established the safety of the father and daughter. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Gong thought it would be better to return a message to the other party.

Maybe it was too late, the woman didn't reply to Chan Song.

“It's not gonna happen, is it?” Chen Song shook his head and felt that he had been too sensitive lately. Only people who had chatted with him would be in trouble. The world was not in turmoil.

Put your phone at the end of the bed, Chen Gong took out the black phone and looked at a few daily tasks.

“Decoration, publicity, expansion, tasks of ordinary difficulty are of little significance to me, and if they are nightmare level tasks you can also consider. ”

Lying in bed, Chen Gong placed the white cat and little one beside him and covered a thin quilt, and he was going to sleep once this morning.

“When I get up tomorrow, I hope the Cylinder Ghost will surprise me.” Chen Gong is not going to procrastinate any longer. Tomorrow night, he will be ready to complete the task of twin water ghosts: “The scene of terror in the water, it is estimated that none of the foreign terror designers dare to play this way, I should be kind of original. ”

With the furry white cat, Chen Song slowly entered the dream country.

Around 5: 00 in the morning, before dawn, Chen Song woke up.

His hands and feet were cold and he didn't feel any pain.

“The temperature is still dropping, but it's not obvious.” Sleep time is short, but Chen Song is very spiritual: “The sober you wake up at night, the less reliance you have on sleep, is this a good thing or a bad thing? ”

Chen Gong is not alone now, if he falls, all ghosts in the horror room will lose their place: “I can't abandon those ghosts, and those ghosts will be hard to leave me. For now, let's hope that the tragedy of the old lady living in the coffin village doesn't repeat itself here. ”

Wearing his coat, Chan Song returned to the underground scene, and when he entered the living coffin, he saw a scene that surprised him.

The cylinder ghost ran wildly under the chase of Xu Yan and Bai Qiulin with an agility completely inconsistent with his body. He was always able to escape from an incredible angle before the two ghosts attacked him.

“This guy seems to be more flexible than we thought because he lived in the water for a long time, like a slippery, autumnal yellow pigeon.” Old Zhou and Zhuang Yue stood aside and watched the reviews, and further afield, there were still a lot of puppet students watching the fuss.

“It's a terrible metaphor, but it looks like the special training was a success, and the cylinder ghost still has a lot of potential.” Chen Gong recalled Xu Yin and Bai Qiulin and took the cylinder ghost out of the haunted house and placed it in the water entertainment facilities of the paradise.

As soon as his body touched the water, the cylinder ghost's speed increased again, and he was fast, but the expression on his face, like before, seemed to miss a day when he was a ghost hiding at the bottom of the cylinder spitting bubbles.

“When this trial is complete, you will no longer have to hold onto the tank, and I will replace you with a large pool. ”

Chen Guo was very satisfied with the change in the cylinder ghost. He feared that Chuyang would hurt the cylinder ghost. After a brief look, he included the cylinder ghost in the comic book.

“Another card. ”

At 8: 20 a.m., director Luo and Uncle Xu arrived early at the paradise, beside them were two men in suits and leather shoes.

“Chen, let me introduce you, this is my former business partner, and my former college classmate, President Bai of Hanhai Group, our equipment upgrade in Paradise will work with their company.” Director Luo's voice was refreshing, but Chen Song noticed that when he introduced the man, his eyes were very calm and he could not see the slightest happiness. Instead, he hid some concerns.

“Old classmate, this is our head of Haunted House in Paradise, Chen Gong.” Director Luo introduced Chen Song to President Bai again.

“Is he Chan Song?” President Bai looked up and down at Chen Song and nodded in good faith: “Being able to hold up such a big haunted house alone, thinking of those delicate and horrible scenes, fantastic, truly amazing. ”

He extended his hand to Chan Song: “We can work together in depth when we have the chance. ”

Chen Song looked at the man's face and felt a little familiar. He thought about it for half a day. He had seen a photo on the engineer's phone in the Virtual Future Park, which seemed to be a party scene, and there was this white president.

How do people get to work with Virtual Future Park all of a sudden in New Century Park?

With confusion, Chen Song looked at director Luo quietly.

The other person's heart collared, his palms pressed gently, then pointed to himself, indicating that he knew all these things, and just leave them to him.

Director Luo is a successful businessman, it is better to leave the matter between them to the businessmen.

Chen Gong didn't say much, he always felt that Luo had his own plans, wanted to swallow the benefits of the other party, and at the same time didn't let the other party's plot succeed.

“Hope everything goes well. ”

After seeing several people leave, Chen Guo felt a sense of urgency from director Luo. If the pressure from the Virtual Future Park was not too great for him, he would not have taken risks.

“Looks like I'm going to speed up my own progress, first complete several other tasks in the eastern suburbs, and if there is resistance, feed Zhang Ya and Bai Qiulin directly.” After two days of relaxation, Chen Gong felt he couldn't go on like this.

At nine o'clock, the park opens and the new day officially begins.

……

In the eastern suburbs, in a neighborhood hallway, Wenwen picked up the door with her hands and cried out. Her eyes were filled with tears, and it looked painful.

“I've promised you an amusement park, and now you have to keep your promise and go to school.” A woman in a business suit squatted next to Wen Wen, trying to hold her down, but Wen Wen grabbed the door and refused to let go.

Wenwen's father, although ill and far less intelligent than ordinary people, loved his daughter more like a biological instinct to a father.

He was a little shaken up to stop Wenwen's aunt.

“Brother, I'm worried about Wenwen, but if you don't want her to be like you in the future, you better let her go to school!” The woman's words were a little harsh and spoke of the man's pain.

The last thing the father wanted to happen was for his daughter to be just like him.

Stop, he didn't go to save the little girl.

“I do it for your own good, and I have an old day. If Wenwen doesn't have the ability to live for herself, what are you two gonna do when I'm old?” Wenwen's aunt picked up the little girl, picked up the schoolbag on the floor and forcibly took her downstairs.

“Listen to your teacher when you get to school and don't argue with your classmates.” The woman boarded the bus with Wenwen, and the little girl seemed to have given up her resistance, hugging her own schoolbag and unhappily bowing her head.

Half an hour later, the woman sent Wenwen to a private rehabilitation school with many patients similar to Wenwen and children with ADHD and other congenital illnesses.

“Teacher Wen, you will take care of the child.” The woman still cared about Wen Wen. She spoke a few words when she left. She was worried and afraid that the little girl would be bullied.

“Still like old times? You picked it up at night?” It was a female teacher, fat, with glasses, with short hair, who looked about forty years old and had a soft voice.

“Well, please.” The woman turns back three times and finally leaves by car, she has to work.

Wen Wen never looked back at the woman and she looked unhappy.

“Let's go in.” The woman put her hand on Wenwen's shoulder and pushed forward gently.

Enter through the main entrance, inside is a special school.

The school covers a small area, divided into two areas, indoor and outdoor, at a time when there is a male teacher leading several children to rehab.

It's not hard, but the way the kids do it is strange, but the scene in front of them not only doesn't make people laugh, it also makes people feel a little sour.

Wenwen seemed to hate this strange environment, and she knocked the woman's hand off her shoulder and removed a water bottle from her bag.

She doesn't drink water either, just opens the lid so she can see the water directly.

Teacher Wen had seen Wenwen's strange behavior before, and she had not stopped it, leading Wenwen indoors.

A row of corner-wrapped plastic tables and chairs are in the middle, and a female teacher with glasses is telling the students below.

“Takeshi, give her a seat. I have business to attend to. ”

“Okay.” The teacher also saw Wen Wen. When she saw the girl, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled, but soon returned to normal.

She arranged the most backward position for the girl, and no one on either side could care less.

Sitting in the last row, the girl lay on the table and she didn't take out the textbooks in her bag, just staring at the water in the water bottle, talking to herself, like she was talking to the water bottle.

Her voice was low and the classroom was quite chaotic, and all was not heard at first, until the female teacher pointed to the animal pictures on the projector and asked the classmates to come up to answer the questions, and the classroom slowly calmed down.

Most people shut up, only Wenwen still stuttered and communicated with the water bottle, and the teacher was a little angry when she heard her voice.

“Liu Wenwen, will you tell us what kind of animal this is? ”

The little girl heard someone calling her name and looked up blankly, and she was a little nervous when she found everyone looking at her.

“Don't you know? What about this one?” The female teacher changed a picture and a frog appeared on it.

Wen Wen still didn't speak. She didn't know what to do. Her palms were full of sweat.

“As I've said many times, this is a frog. How can you not remember?” The more the teacher walks off the stage and looks at the little girl, the more angrier she looks: “Every day she holds a bottle of water, she never takes a sip, someone else drinks your water, and you grab her face. I really doubt that the doctor has any problems with your diagnosis. ”

The teacher didn't like Wenwen very much. She pointed to the picture on the projection: "I'm telling you again, it's a frog, remember? ”

The girl still didn't talk and looked at the water bottle on the table.

“Don't you talk?” The female teacher grabbed Wenwen's arm and asked her to stand in the hallway between the two rows of desks: “Come on, do what it does in the picture. ”

Wen Wen still did not respond. Finally, under constant instructions from the female teacher, she seemed to understand the meaning of each other. Compared to the frog in the picture, she squatted on the ground, pressed her hands against the ground and supported her body with her limbs.

“Remember this move, this is the frog, and I'll ask you next lesson.” The female teacher asked Wenwen to return to her seat and continue her classes.

As she patted the dust on her clapper, Wen Wen stood up and lay down on the table, looking at the water bottle. The water bottle had not been touched by anyone, but the water inside swayed itself and a dark hair sunk at the bottom of the cup floated upwards.

The morning lesson ended soon, and after lunch, the rehabilitation school began organizing student naps.

Wen Wen is still in the corner, she doesn't cry, she hugs her water bottle and her bag and walks to her bed very well.

She threw the bag under her feet and placed the cup next to the pillow.

About half an hour later, as the children were falling asleep, the housekeeping teacher entered the house.

When she walked up to Wenwen, she found a cup of water with no lid next to the child.

“Why is there a hair in here?” The teacher picked up the cup and poured it into the bathroom, then placed it in the closet next to the bed.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the children were woken up, and Wenwen opened her eyes and looked first at the cup at the end of the bed, but she didn't see anything.

She searched everywhere and eventually found the cup in the cupboard, but the water was poured out.

“Bang!”

Wenwen fell on the floor and didn't see her hair inside. Wenwen cried out.

At this time, the female teacher called Xiaozhu was talking to the male teacher, and the two were very close to each other, laughing.

They were having a great conversation and suddenly heard Wenwen crying. The teacher was a little impatient: “It's her again, I suspect she's not suffering from congenital dementia, but from the psychosis of the day after tomorrow. ”

Pushing the door open, the woman walked to the girl, she didn't know what was wrong with Wenwen, she had no way of communicating.

After she cleaned up the duvet debris on the ground, she saw Wen Wen still crying and took Wen Wen out of the room and locked her in another room.

“Don't disturb the other children. Just calm down. Enough crying. I'll come back for you. ”