My House of Horrors

“Remember the phrase, no matter what happens on the water, there is hope as long as the boat doesn't turn.” Zhang Dapo was very nice. He saw that Chen Gong was ready and went into the management room to take out a life jacket: “The whole reservoir was just one, it was sent to me by the leader, it didn't usually work, so put it on. ”

“Thank you. Go back inside. It's not safe on the shore.” Chen Gong was also welcome. He put on his life jacket, waved his hands on the slope, and then rowed away towards the distance.

In the middle of the night, rowing alone in the reservoir is a wonderful experience.

The sky and water are all black, surrounded by no light, completely wrapped in darkness, and feel like your body is slowly blending into darkness.

Chen Guo did not venture into the reservoir center, and after dividing from the riverbank, he began to communicate with the cylinder ghost.

This ghost, brought from the living coffin village, does not preserve the memory of his life. Most of the time, he only acts according to his instincts, which is very difficult to communicate with.

In the eyes of outsiders, Chen Song was acting very strangely at this time, waving his hands against the water as if he was communicating with the water.

“The little girl's body, probably this long, you can tell me where it is when you see it, and then I'll give you the rope, and you just tie it to her.” Chen Gong said it several times, the cylinder ghost still couldn't understand such complicated instructions, he shrunk under the water, his round head spitting bubbles, his eyes staring at Chen Gong.

“Forget it, I'm asking too much of you.” Chen Gong can't blame the cylinder ghost either. He took out his cell phone and turned to a photograph with a child: “Go underwater to see if there is such a child, don't make too much noise. If you encounter a danger that you can't cope with, retreat immediately, your safety is the first. ”

Chen Gong often asks employees to do all kinds of things, but he has his own guidelines in mind and will never achieve his goals by sacrificing ghosts.

Probably because of this, ghosts who are forced to stay in horror houses for a variety of reasons eventually grow up and become good “employees”.

After simplifying the order, the cylinder ghost seemed to understand, his body sank and gradually disappeared into Chen Gong's sight.

“It's not even 12: 00 in the morning, hope everything goes well.” Chen Gong looked at the shampoo bottle in his backpack. In fact, he had a more efficient way to release Wen Wen's sister and let her find the body herself: “If the cylinder ghost fails, consider Wen Wen's sister. ”

He waited for a dozen minutes on the shore, and the cylinder ghost came back. He looked scared and scared.

His body hid beneath the water, the cylinder ghost waved and his head disproportionately with his hands, his mouth shrugged, and he didn't know what to say. Chen Song only saw countless bubbles appearing on the water.

“Slow down and don't bring anything back.” Chen Gong flipped the cartoon book and called out Zhou: “Can you understand what he's saying? ”

He thought it should be easier to communicate between ghosts and ghosts. Zhou stared at the mouth of the cylinder ghost and replied after a long time: “There are many people under the water, he is scared. ”

“Ask him if he found the body of the little girl.” Chen Gong was relieved and suddenly Zhou had the gift of being a translator. This is a rare talent.

The communication between Zhou and the cylinder ghost is silent. Chen Gong uses the ghost ear capability given by the black phone to capture some vague words implicitly.

“He did not see the girl's body, but he found it somewhere under the water, stacked with many bodies, possibly hidden in it.” After talking to the cylinder ghost, Zhou concluded: "There are a lot of bodies underwater, there should be something you want, but it takes time. ”

“One night should be enough, slow down. It's okay.” Chen Ge led the cylinder ghost along, about to row the boat far away, a light suddenly shined on him.

Turning his head blindly, Chen Guo saw Zhang Dapo swinging his flashlight on the shore.

“What's the matter? ”

“I think I just saw another man on your boat!” Zhang Dapo's palm holding the flashlight is full of cold sweat: “You can turn around now. ”

“You must be mistaken.” Chen Gong told Zhou to go back to the comic book, he didn't get any response. When he looked at the bow, he realized that Zhou had reacted faster than him. By the time the flashlight came, it had disappeared: “Turn off the flashlight and draw the fish king carefully. ”

Chan Song felt like the main character in those horror films on the market, disobeyed the advice, and walked all alone until the end of the day.

Shaking his head, Chen Gong drove this strange idea out of his mind and toward the center of the reservoir.

Donggang reservoir said it was big, said it was small and small. After being assigned to the reservoir center, Chen Gong felt like he was part of this reservoir and his body was assimilated into darkness.

Without light, far from shore, Chen Gong was not worried that Zhou would be seen and released again: “Tell the cylinder ghost to grab the end of the rope, if the body of the little girl is found, tie it to the rope, and I will personally fish her out. ”

Old Zhou conveyed Chen Gong's words, put the hemp rope on the boat into the water, and the cylinder ghost grabbed the hemp rope and dived into the water again.

The water returned to calm, Chen Gong and Zhou grabbed one end of the hemp rope, as if fishing, holding the same position and waiting silently.

Time runs out in seconds until midnight, when the cylinder ghosts still don't come back.

“Is something wrong?” Although Chen Gong said that he was demanding of the cylinder ghost, he was still his own employee and belonged to his own people in Chen Gong's heart.

The night was thick and after midnight, the rising water raised a faint fog, completely isolating the reservoir from the surrounding area.

“Why is it foggy now?” The shampoo bottle in the backpack was trembling gently and a strand of black hair protruded from the bottle's mouth, as if to remind Chen Song.

The repeater also sounded sandy at this time, and Chan Song smelled a faint bloody smell. He didn't call, but Xu Yan appeared on his own initiative at the stern.

“Something's wrong. This two-star trial mission seems to have changed.” According to the difficulty of the normal two-star mission, it would be nice to have a half-length red coat, which would not threaten Xu Yan at all. Strangely, Xu Yan appeared only at this time.

With the fog getting thicker and thicker, Chen Gong could almost see the light shining on the shore, but only a few minutes later, he couldn't even see the light on the shore.

Chen Gong is now in the center of the reservoir. As the water flows, the boat rotates in place. Gradually, he is a little confused and feels isolated from the outside world.

“Watch the water.” Chen Qiulin also summoned Bai Qiulin. He and Zhou guarded the bow, Xu Yan guarded the stern, and he sat in the middle of the boat.

The fog is still thickening. Even more surprising to Chen Song is that there seems to be sound coming out of the fog. I don't know if it's coming from the water or from the bottom of the water. The person is calling his name and the sound is very familiar.