My House of Horrors

The unusual feeling on the back neck grew stronger, Chan Gong's gaze removed from the mirror, and he slowly turned around and looked behind him.

Her hair swept through her nose, and Chan Song saw a scarred cheek and a pair of poisonous eyes.

A man stood behind Chan Sing, and he turned five officials upside down and looked at Chan Sing like this!

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In the “haunted” toilet, a person is attracted to the strange mirror in front of him, suddenly feels something wrong in the neck, turns his head and sees a face hanging behind him, such an encounter should collapse no matter who encounters it.

Qu Changlin, hiding in the secret room of the toilet, had raised his ears and was ready to hear the screams of the visitors' thrills, but he waited half a day and remained dead silent outside.

The edge of the mirror cracked a fine seam, and Curvy Lin could barely see a back shadow with a lamp in the corner of the toilet.

He was pulled out, with one hand in his pocket and the other carrying an old backpack.

Time seemed to clot, and I didn't know how long it had passed. Qu Changlin saw the man lift his hand gently, just when he thought he was trying to cover his mouth and try not to scream too high a decibel.

The man's palm actually reached upside down on the face behind him.

“A fake? I actually saw such a desperate look in a fake person. ”

The man muttered to himself as if he was attracted to something. He put down his bag and gently held his head behind him with his hands. His fingertips slowly moved along the face to the false man's eyes, touching the false man's eyelashes.

Seeing the man's movements, the curvy forest hiding behind the mirror felt a chill, and countless uncomfortable thoughts appeared in his mind, his hand holding the remote had been soaked with sweat.

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Chen Gong played with the doll's eyelashes, and the first time he saw the doll, he had an amazing feeling.

Unlike the doll on the market, even in his own haunted house, the doll blends into the producer's emotions and perfectly performs every detail.

Chen Gong possesses two talents: a mask and a living doll. The doll he makes himself has the most perfect and realistic appearance, but the doll he makes can only be considered the best container and will appear a little rigid without staff manipulation.

And this fake person who fell from the ceiling, although it may be due to material problems, is less realistic than the figure made by Chen Song, but the other doll's eyes are exactly like the real eyeballs!

“He only uses very ordinary materials, how do such realistic and agile eyes come to be made? How many different pairs of eyes did you have to observe to make such an eye? ”

Chen Gong held onto the head of a fake person. He didn't feel how horrible it was, and his eyes were more of an appreciation.

“I definitely need a deputy because of the enormous amount of work involved in making dolls, the difficulty of being on my own, the increasing number of terror house scenarios and the number of dolls that usually need to be surrounded. This guy has a good talent, is a jade, should be able to be a good helper with a little sharpening. ”

Chen Gong's head turned very quickly, standing alone in a haunted toilet, with a horrible doll head, he still thought of his haunted house.

“It's a waste to put such a talent in the toilet and pretend to be a ghost. ”

Chen Gong let go and let the fake man wander around the door of the toilet compartment. He walked to the fifth compartment.

“Anybody? ”

He did not know what the staff hiding in the dark would think when they saw what they had just done, and now he was just trying to find the creator of the doll.

“Where are you? Are you hiding from me? ”

Chen Gong's tone was a little exciting, as if the child had discovered a new toy.

In this strange environment, listening to the voice of Chan Song, the curved heart behind the mirror was trembling, he even suspected that the outside tourists were freaked out and now in a very unusual state.

The knocking came from the fifth compartment, and when he heard it, Qu Changlin's heart beat gradually quickened.

Nor did he know why, as if at this moment the roles between the prey and the hunter had been exchanged, he was the victim hiding in the darkroom, and the one who wandered outside the door was the murderer.

“If you don't open the door, I'll go in myself? ”

It was obviously a question, but Qu Changlin could not hear any hesitation from the tone of the other party.

“Boom!”

The door of the fifth compartment was opened and Chen Gong looked inside with some disappointment: "That should be in the last compartment. ”

Going to the door of the last compartment, Chen Gong did not go in directly. He listened to the door panel for a while and there was no sound in the compartment.

The ghost house organs need to calculate the release timing, so they cannot be remotely manipulated by monitoring, and there must be a ghost house employee in every scene.

Chen Gong looked around and said: "The toilet scene is so big, where would he hide? The last compartment should also be a frightening spot, and if I were an employee, I would definitely not choose to hide here. ”

Thinking from the perspective of the Haunted House staff, Chen Song suddenly raised his head and looked at the gap where the fake man fell on the ceiling.

“Employees hiding on the ceiling?” Chen Gong came up with a very bold thought, and he walked over to the body and looked at the hole in the top of his head: “What's the connection on the other side of the tunnel? ”

The ghost that ordinary people can't avoid is a breakthrough in Chen Song's view.

He stood beside the fake man and contemplated. Curvy Lin behind the mirror hung his heart. He did not understand what the other party was going to do and could not predict what the tourist thought at all.

Chen Gong walked to the compartment next to him again, took the comic book out of his backpack and summoned Zhou out.

He extended his finger to the hole in the top of his finger, and the old Zhou Xinlian Society.

Chen Gong continued to knock on the door of the last compartment, and Zhou quietly entered the gap on the ceiling.

For Qu Changlin, there is now a very strange scene in the toilet, constantly knocking on the door, but can't see people.

“What's he doing? ”

Qu Changlin held the remote control in his hands, and the sweat slipped down his cheek, knocking on the door upset him.

The torment lasted for a minute, and Curvy Lin finally ran out of time.

“If you don't come in, or if you don't, who are you trying to scare? ”

He pushed the door open, trying to locate Chan Song.

But at this point, he suddenly felt a strange feeling behind his neck, as if a bug had climbed over him.

I stretched my hand and scratched my neck, and my fingertips touched a bunch of things that looked like aquatic grass. I didn't really want to look back.

A pale face hung behind him with a smile.

“I found you. ”