My House of Horrors

“What are you doing here?” Chan is a little confused: “He's not trying to offend the whole car, is he? It would be inappropriate to use it on a spiritual vehicle without discrimination. ”

The new passenger naturally can't hear Chen Gong's heart. The moment his shoes fall, there will be two footsteps in the car, front to back, very strange.

Watching the man go to the end of the bus, Chen Song is also calm. This stunned blue body is a curse with red high heels.

He moved aside, which doesn't mean he was scared, he just didn't want to be involved and wasted his energy for nothing.

Chen Gong's movement of the body was seen in the eyes of the new passenger. He looked at the doctor and Chen Gong and finally stopped on Chen Gong with that morbid and exaggerated smile.

“You're scared.” With a positive tone, cold eyes and a new passenger's mouth rising, he seemed to have taken control of everything, and nothing in the car could hide from him.

“A little.” Chen Song admitted it in an uncontrolled manner.

“The more scared you are, the worse things will happen.” The new passenger seemed to have finally picked his spot, carrying a package and scissors in one hand, releasing a backpack and travel bag that grabbed Chen Gong with one hand.

Instead of attacking Chen Song, he went straight to the backpack. For the first time, Chen Song met such a person. He frowned slightly. Guess if the new passenger could see that there was a ghost hidden in the backpack?

After about two seconds, Chan Song dispelled his doubts.

The new passenger smiled and went to get the backpack. He grabbed the backpack strap and lifted it up. The result was unexpected by everyone in the car. The backpack thread did not move. This seemingly ferocious new passenger could not lift Chen Gong's backpack single-handedly.

“Huh.” The new passenger tried again with a low voice and a tight muscle on his arm, seemed to have used his full strength, which was why Chen Gong's backpack was lifted and thrown on the floor.

“Boom!”

The contents of the bag were heavy and fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

“What's in it?” The new passenger raised his chin and pointed a sharp piece of scissors at Chen Song's eyes.

“I do props in amusement parks, and the bags are tools that I usually use to work, which are common.” Chen Gong raised his hand very honestly, as he did when he saw the police at the scene of the murder, to prevent unnecessary clashes.

Skilled moves, sincere tone, Chan Song is obviously not the first time to do something like this.

Chen Guo's “cowardice” satisfied the new passenger, he swept the whole car and the young man looked the best bullied in front of him.

With his tongue outstretched, he struggled to lick the wound and the new passenger eventually sat next to Chant.

Slowly put your hands down, Chen Song turned his head and looked to the side, listening to the voice of the new passenger, he thought he was going to do it, at least he would open his backpack to check, who knew that the guy was thunderous and the rain point was small, he didn't even find the "step” for himself, and sat down directly.

“Well... are you going to Lywan too?” Chen Gong thought the new passenger was a little interesting, and as soon as he got in the car, he started provoking. The action looked a little exaggerated, as if he was afraid that no one else would know he was a perverted homicidal maniac.

“If it wasn't for Lywan, who would have taken this last shuttle for the dead late at night?” The new passenger measured Chen Song up close, and he felt the whole bus, so Chen Song looked a little normal, like a good person.

“The last train for the dead...” Chen Gong took a breath of cool air, as if he was trying to hide his fears, but he accidentally revealed his true thoughts. That emotion appeared from the inside out, his facial expression did not change dramatically, but the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, his pupils beat violently.

New passengers are getting more and more satisfied with Chan Song, and he loves those who are “weaker” than him: “What's your name? ”

“My name is Chan Goo. I work in an amusement park. How about you?” Chen Song shrunk to the side and seemed to think that it was easy to get angry with each other. He quickly added: “It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I'm just asking. ”

“You can call me Scissors. I'm going to Lywan to find a man, a dead man. ”

Chen Gong didn't even ask what was behind him, but the new passengers said it themselves.

“I also went to find someone, and a friend of mine disappeared, and the last message he left me was this car. I didn't believe it at first, until I saw the car show up with my own eyes, and when I got in the car, I was tangled up for a long time...” Chen Song was described in great detail, but the doctor sitting in front of me sounded a little familiar, and he found that Chen Song seemed to have just adapted the story of the high school student and put it on himself.

“Looks like I'm not the only one with a similar experience.” The morbid smile on the new passenger's scissors' face slowly converged, he fell into contemplation, and when he was unconsciously thinking, the expression on his face returned to normal, which should be what he looked like in his normal life.

“We're all about the same.” Chen Gong lowered his head and pretended to tie his shoelaces, inadvertently dropping blood on his upper as his fingers sneaked past the new passenger waving his scissors.

Rubbing his fingertips, Chen Song smelled under his nose, he was five sensitive, far more than ordinary people, but even then, he could only smell the blood.

“Not blood.” Chen Gong is more certain, normally carrying a large bag of “corpses”, unless treated with fresh film, activated charcoal and other things, will definitely smell strange.

“This man, like the doctors, should be an ordinary person looking for a 'trustee' in the town of Lywan. ”

Chen Guo understood the unusual behavior of the new passenger, he knew the danger in the hearse and that the place he went to was full of ghosts and homicidal maniacs, so he put a wolf skin on his sheep and wanted to mix it up.

“Lambs are just sheep no matter how they disguise themselves.” Chen Gong looked at the man's white hands and shook his head slightly. He muttered in his heart: “If a clash occurs with scissors like this, he will most likely hurt himself. In a fierce fight, there is no chance to cut his enemies at all. It would be easier to hold the scissors back in the middle of the scissors and use them as pointed cones. ”

This guy who claims to be a scissors has too many blossoms, ordinary people may be frightened by his horrible style and morbid tone, but Chen Song doesn't know at all, he himself is a haunted house, from a professional point of view, there are too many blooms on the scissors.

The scissors were not very threatening. Chen Guo turned his eyes on the other passengers. He was on his way to Lywan Town. He could not let these passengers mess around.

I haven't come up with any plans yet, so it appeared, and the phone in Chen's pocket suddenly shook.

Chen Gong put on his headset and answered, and the voice of Van Dade came from his cell phone.

“Boss Chen! I found a problem! The living room door was open, I just went out to take a look, there were only upward footprints in the hallway, there were no downward footprints, that thing might still be in the house! Should I get out of this building? ”

“Only upward footprints? ”

“Yes, it always feels a little different today, it's weird to look at everything! Mr. Chan, where are you now? I'm losing it! ”

“You hang in there for a while, I'll be there soon! ”