My House of Horrors

Chen Guo firmly believed that there was something important to Zhang Ya hidden in this haunted school. The stench was a good example. He found his heart back in the boys' apartment and it changed a lot.

If Chan Song can find what Zhang Ya lost, maybe Zhang Ya will wake up directly. Only then will he really dare to do something he wants to do.

“Chen Gong, why did the girl just leave?” The old headmaster is a little confused, and the atmosphere in the corridor is strange now, and although still horribly repressed, much less uneasy.

'Cause she's scared. ”Chen Gong said casually, he was calm as if everything was under control.

Seeing him like this, the students around them felt more like they were following the right people.

“I'll lead the way.” Cherry Red became more and more curious about Chen Song. She was very close to Chen Song just now. She could clearly see that the monster in the chair suddenly went mad and backwards after seeing Chen Song.

In other words, the girl was not afraid of Xu Yan, who was protecting her from Chan Song, but Chan Song himself.

“Just stand next to me and see how the monsters behave, and they don't seem to be afraid of red.” Chen Gong chose to step forward.

The speaker was unintentional, the listener intentionally, and Cherry Red mocked Chen Song's words in his heart.

“They are not afraid of red, so this man asked me to stand beside him, is that an indirect indication that he has the power to transcend red?” Cherry Red looked at Chen Song, who had remained calm almost all the time, creating a wonderful misunderstanding: "To me he was just an ordinary man. Am I wrong? He's not weak. I just can't see him? ”

Chen Gong, a girl's apartment at West City Private College, also knew where Zhang Ya's dormitory was, so there was no need for Cherry Red Collar Road.

The chair in the hallway had disappeared, hidden somewhere, and Chen Gong didn't care, and went straight to the deepest part of the fourth floor.

“Is that your secret behind the door? ”

Standing at the door muttering to himself, Chen Song said a lot before pushing open the door in front of the room.

“Bang!”

As soon as the wooden door opened, there was a crack in the lane. When Chen Gong pushed the door completely open, the old wooden door broke directly and seemed to have been under a lot of pressure for a long time. Chen Gong pushed it gently only to the last straw of the camel.

Wood chips and blood filaments fly through the air, infinitely malicious gushing out of the dormitory!

For the first time, Chen Song saw so clearly the evil in people's hearts. Negative emotions turned into substance. In the world behind the blood-red door, those malicious intentions condensed into black tentacles and instantly eroded the walls near the door into dark black.

“Stand behind me! ”

When malice poured out, Chen Song hit his head, but the black malice avoided him, and even pure malice seemed to dare not think about Chen Song.

“What did you release?!” Black malice spreads down the corridor, and Director Ray immediately pulls the students back when he sees it: "Don't touch those things! Get out of here! Get everybody over here! Seal this place down! ”

Girls' dormitories were cluttered outside the fourth floor, and Chen Song, standing in front of the dormitories, was not affected in the slightest.

“Is this what Zhang Ya once endured?” Chen Gong seemed to have opened Pandora's magic box, and it kept ringing outside the haunted school. The will of the haunted school seemed insane.

“You seem to have made a big mistake.” Cherry red was frightened by the surge of malice. She was not afraid of God until she met Chan Song and found herself so well behaved.

“It's okay.”

“Is that all right? Didn't you hear what was out there? Ghost school will...”

“Quiet, I said okay, that's still under control.” Chen Gong dropped the backpack in his hand and removed all the props from his body.

“What do you want? ”

“I'm going to go in and take a look, and those malicious intentions are all about avoiding me, but I'm afraid they're going to hurt the employees in my backpack.” Chen Guo knew that everything in this dorm was afraid of Zhang Ya in his own shadow. He wondered if Zhang Ya could protect the others in the backpack. For safety reasons, it would be better to go in alone.

“Xu Yin, don't stay too far away from me. If something goes wrong, drag me away. ”

After the presentation, Chen Gong looked at the girl's bedroom in front of him.

Much of the malice had dissipated, and he was able to see the interior of the dormitory with his pubic eyes.

A broken chair stacked in the room with a name engraved on each chair and a human face.

Before Chen Song showed up, they cried for help, but when Chen Song entered, all the voices disappeared instantly.

The face on that chair all looked behind Chan Song, and his expression was terrified.

“What have you done to them? ”

The dormitory is small, the floor is a pair of women's shoes, apart from the chairs, everything, only red ballet shoes are not visible.

“She lost one of her shoes, so she's been looking? ”

Chan Song found that if he simply combined the scene he saw with the strange talk mentioned in the legend, Zhang Ya was the most horrible ghost he had ever encountered!

His body was trembling slightly. Chen Song knew that Zhang Ya was horrible. In fact, Zhang Ya was several times more horrible than he thought.

The shadowy “person”, with such a past, other people would definitely panic, but Chen Song just took a deep breath, as if he was unconscious, said: “In the future, it would be nice for me to face those guys full of malice. ”

Chen Gong did not remove the wooden chair, he patiently shouted Zhang Ya's name, and wanted to wake her up after this familiar scene. Unfortunately, he still did not receive a response.

“Looks like I'm going deeper.” Intense malice could not reach Chan Song, but students far from him had begun to develop black plaques on the surface of their bodies, and their minds had been affected.

“Step out of the way, just stay in red and half red.” When Chen Gong first got a black phone, he probably never thought he would say something like this one day.

Turning over those chairs alone, Chan Song saw all the girls' beds filled with puppets, made of black hair and stained with blood on some clothes, seemingly in red before they became dolls.

Looking past the dolls sewn by their hair, Chen Gong looked at the innermost bed of the dorm, the only clean bed.

There were no folds on the sheets, the quilts folded neatly, and a small bag of exquisite candy was placed next to the pillow.

Each candy is a frightening soul, different wrapping paper, which seems to be specifically designed to distinguish different flavors.

“I love making dolls with my own hands and eating sweets, the girl's personality is really cute... ”

Chen Gong walked to the innermost part of the dorm, and he held the bag of candy in his hand, just about to turn around, and suddenly he saw a blood red gift box on the quilt.

The box is wrinkly and slightly out of line with a clean bed.