My House of Horrors

413 The atmosphere in the dormitory got weird, Ali is Blue Winter's best friend, naturally it is impossible to help the haunted house to deliberately scare Blue Winter, he should have seen the ghost just now.

Is there really a ghost in the world?

Liu Hang shook his head and drove this unrealistic idea out of his mind. He didn't really believe Ali's words and reached out and picked up the phone on the ground.

“I saw a similar little program in the mobile store a few years ago, probably to add ghosts to normal shooting lenses, when a lot of people downloaded the software to mess with friends around.” The camera was still on, Liu Li picked up his phone and pointed it at Blue Winter.

There was nothing lying around Blue Winter's neck. Instead, the wall behind him was a little strange. The scuffle of nailed human stains seemed to be moving.

“He had nothing on his neck.” Liu Hang showed everyone: "It's all a lie. ”

“Brother Hang, I've used the little program you said, but it's been taken off the shelf by major mobile shops. Do you know why it ended up being blocked by all platforms?” Haru somehow had some aversion to Liu Hang. Maybe she didn't like the greasy uncle who was posing like that.

“Why?”

“Someone really saw ghosts with that little program, and for that reason, the big mobile shops wouldn't say, but I had a friend around who had experienced it.” Haru glanced at the camera lens: “Brother Hang, I know you don't believe in ghosts, you can't believe it, but you can't disrespect it, especially... in a place like this. ”

“Girl, you're not old enough to say that.” Liu Hang didn't take it seriously.

“Our relationship is not yet familiar, you can call me a girl.” Haru is a sensitive person, she doesn't really like to talk, but the more such a person can detect the slightest change around her.

Since entering this haunted house, she has discovered that everyone's emotions have been deliberately directed and that the dark side of her personality is slowly revealed, and this haunted house is like a maze that gets deeper and deeper.

“In the sun outside the haunted house, how can you change after coming in? Is it because of background music? Or is the scene rendering too depressing? ”

Haru doesn't know how to evaluate such a haunted house. The good side is that people who have been depressed in reality for too long can come to the haunted house to venture wildly, be the most real self in this dark and horrible underground, and put on a mask after leaving to strive for life; the bad side is that the process of transformation is destined to be full of screaming and intimidation.

“Psychic app?” The people in the house argued, Blue Winter touched his neck and sat on his knees on the bed: “When Alex lit me earlier, I did feel my neck cold, as if I had an invisible hand pulling my head out. Later, when Brother Hang photographed me, that feeling disappeared. ”

“Are you sure there's a ghost?” The photographer whispered that he was a professional photographer and would not normally speak during the recording unless he couldn't help it.

“I don't know if there are ghosts in the world, but I'm sure there are ghosts in this haunted house, and he's probably hiding behind the surveillance watching the screen laughing.” Blue Winter looks around the corner of the room: “He wants to see us embarrassed, but I won't let him! ”

Blue Winter jumped off the upper bunk: “Come on, I've got the keys to the key rooms in the haunted house, and the next thing I know, I just need one by one to open these rooms and it should clear the haunted house smoothly. ”

“No more searches? I just looked at it, and it looks like there's been some bullying in this dorm, and the bullied boy is called Lin Sisi, the owner of the phone. ”

“Ali, what we're looking for is an art society. Don't let anything unrelated interfere with it.” Blue winter stretched his face.

“But I just looked at the phone, and there were a couple of text messages about art clubs.” Alex turned on Lin Si's phone and tapped on a message.

“Send Mr. White - Lin Si Si, from today on you will live in Bedroom 413, get along well with your classmates and do not live up to your parents' expectations. ”

“Sender painter - Lingus, why did you hide a knife under the pillow? Don't you know you're used to sleepwalking? ”

“Sender painter - Lingus, what's your favorite color? Deep red or dark red? ”

“Sender painter - Lin Sisi, I've seen your paintings and welcome to Art Club. ”

Ali shows you a text message: "This Lin Sisi is one of the members of the Art Society, and you can find a few clues from their text message exchange. The president of the art society should be a painter. This society is definitely not an interest group that can only paint in the ordinary sense. They are probably a bunch of lunatics. I have a hunch we're not getting this assignment as simple as it says literally. ”

“Think about it.” Blue Winter interrupted without listening to Ali directly: “The task was drawn and cannot be changed. Our immediate priority is to find the art society as soon as possible within a limited time. ”

“Wait a minute!” Ali didn't follow Blue Winter, he lifted Lin Si's mattress and opened Lin Si's wardrobe. Finally, he found a handmade wooden box on the lower level of the wardrobe: “Lin Si Si is a member of the Art Society and probably has oil paintings hidden in his room. ”

Almost identical to the wooden box they smoked outside the haunted house, Ali found should have come from the same person's hand.

Open the box lid, a slight bloody smell drifts into the tip of the nose, and the box is filled with a folded oil painting very roughly.

“This folding hurts the painting a lot. Forget it, the haunted house owner probably doesn't know the art either. The painting is just an item for him to change at any time.” Liu Hang expanded the painting and looked at it. Even if they were only outsiders, they were shocked by the scene in the painting. The upside down oil painting, the blood red and the void formed a strong contrast, making people palpitate.

The canvas doesn't know what it's made of and it's cold to the touch.

After the entire painting is unfolded, the creases are slowly recovering, as if a person's skin could heal itself after being cut.

“Alex, you're doing great.” Liu carried them into the haunted house for ten minutes and finally found the first painting.

“Gone, we need to find another twelve paintings.” Blue and winter head didn't leave the dormitory either. Ali carefully put the painting back in the box. When he put the box cover back on, the image of Lin Sisi being beaten somehow appeared in his head. The skinny little boy begged for forgiveness, but no one responded.

He shook a chill, and Ali looked around and said, "Don't come looking for me. I'm a runner. ”

Looking at the wall, Ali stunned again: "Why is the human stain on the wall missing? Brother Dong seems to have just sat there. ”

He had a bad feeling, subconsciously took out Lin Sisi's phone for Blue Winter shooting. Blue Winter was normal, but the shadow was skewed slightly more prominently.

“There's nothing dirty to follow, it seems I've been thinking too much. ”