My House of Horrors

This area has become unusual since the shadow appeared in the White Dragon Cave tunnel.

Women, children, counting the old people who have just appeared, have not yet entered the White Dragon Cave tunnel, Chen Song has met three “people”.

“Quite lively.” Chen Gong didn't ask for more information about the old man, he sat quietly in the back.

The taxi slowly drove into the road where the Bailong Cave tunnel was located. The more the driver drove, the colder he couldn't do anything about it. To this day, he had to move on with his scalp.

On both sides of the road, the shadows of the trees sway like a ghost climbing out of hell.

The light became darker. On the road to the Bailong Cave tunnel, the street lights were mostly damaged and the pavement was not taken care of. The ground was covered with dead leaves and sludge. It seemed strange that between the rotten mud and the leaves, a clear footprint was left, big or small. Some of them wore shoes, some were barefoot and obviously came from different people.

“Last time I was here, I didn't seem to have so many footprints.” Chen Gong watched very carefully and found all the footprints on his shoes, his toes pointing in the direction of White Dragon Hole.

“They're all going to White Dragon Cave? What's attracting them in this tunnel? ”

Brother Chen doesn't know exactly what happened in the tunnel, but he knows very well that since the shadow appeared in it, the tunnel has become different from before.

The tire crashed over the dead leaves and branches of the ground, making a loud noise, and a huge black profile appeared in the light, where all the light would be swallowed up.

“White Dragon Cave! ”

The barricade in the city's weird talk appeared in front of him, the driver's eyelids began to beat uncontrollably, his calves trembled, his body reacted, his instincts wanted to escape.

“Here we go.” The taxi has reached the front of White Dragon Cave, but the passengers in the car still have no intention of getting off.

“Move on into White Dragon Cave, or I'll send you here? ”

The driver played a back-of-the-house drum, and it was a strange experience tonight.

“I don't care, it depends on them both.” Chen Gong leaned on the back of the seat and changed his comfortable posture. It is too early for the black phone to ask for the assignment. He is not in too much of a hurry.

Brother Chan is a good speaker, but the other two passengers in the car are different.

The woman sitting in the co-pilot's seat, her head slowly raised, messed up in the middle of her hair, her eyes emitted a scarlet light, her fingers snapped on the car window, making a stinging sound, as if something was driving her crazy in the White Dragon Hole tunnel.

The little boy sitting in the back row was also in unusual condition, holding his own black bag in his hands, and the five former sophisticated officers had been completely distorted.

The closer you get to the White Dragon Cave tunnel, the more obvious the anomalies in both of them are, as if the resentment in their bodies had been triggered and could no longer be suppressed.

None of the three passengers had any plans to get out of the car, which made the driver sad. He looked helpless with a bitter face.

“How can it be the other way around when a good man has a reward?” The driver muttered in his heart that he had stopped the car and that the Bailongdong Tunnel was a taboo in the heart of all the taxi drivers in Jiujiang, and he would not go in anyway tonight.

Taxis park at the entrance to the tunnel and can feel the cold gushing out of the tunnel even when sitting in the car.

Look up, the White Dragon Cave tunnel is like a big mouth opened by a vicious beast, and all those who step into it will be swallowed up without any bone residue.

“Why did it stop? Why don't you go ahead? My house is in front of me. Drive forward!” Little boy in the back, in a hurry.

“Your house in the tunnel?” When the boy said this, the driver was even more afraid to go into the tunnel. The little boy in the back resembled the dead in the news, and he just said what hand he was looking for. If it wasn't a prank, the child's identity would be worth thinking about.

The driver was already aware of the danger, and he couldn't take care of anything else. Start the taxi to turn the car around. He was going to drive the car directly to the police station. Whether it was a person or a ghost, send it all to the station and let the police worry about it.

The driver thought well, but the car went wrong as soon as it started.

He could hear the engine running, but the car just couldn't start. After several attempts, the dashboard malfunctioned. The driver panicked completely. In the wilderness, there was a problem with the car. Worse still, there were several unknown passengers in the car who were ghosts.

“Don't worry, the problem with the dashboard may be that you started too many times, the battery in there is dead, a minor problem.” At a critical moment, Chen Gong's words gave the driver a set pill. His voice was warm and powerful, allowing the driver to calm down slowly.

“You stay in the car, I'll go down and take a look.” After saying this, the driver just turned around and put his hand on the door, and suddenly a loud noise came out of the car, as if something had hit the roof again.

The driver was frightened, and he retracted his extended hand, but at this point something even stranger happened.

The driver didn't touch the steering wheel at all, but the car slowly moved up, and the direction of the vehicle forward was just White Dragon Hole!

“I'm not starting the car. How did it get started? Get out of the car!” The driver wanted to open the door, but when he touched the door handle, the loud noise came again.

This time, the noise sounded right in front of the driver, and he could see clearly. After the noise disappeared, a red hand print appeared on the window of the main driver's seat.

With his eyes wide open, the driver's brain was blank, he didn't know how the handprint appeared in the window, not waiting for him to figure out, the sound sounded again at the rear of the car, and then the car began to vibrate, one red palm print after the other, appearing behind the car.

“What is it?” Now he can't even sit down, unlike the driver, he has pubic eyes, you can see that the car is surrounded by “people” at this time, each blood mark represents a resentful soul.

“How did the tunnel entrance gather so many victims?” Chen Gong sat in the car, turned over the comic book, pressed the repeater switch again, and the bloody smell in the car became more intense.

With more and more blood prints, the dense numbness seemed a little scary, and the vehicle slowly entered the White Dragon Cave tunnel, driven by them.

The driver's desperate scream doesn't stop the car from being swallowed up by the darkness.

And so all of a sudden, no one thought this would happen, and by the time they came back to God, the taxi had been pushed deep into the tunnel.

The tire seemed to crush something, the body was bumpy, the blood prints on the outside of the car kept appearing, and the clapping was echoing in the ear.