My House of Horrors

Complex patterns flow through the walls, and dark black windows are slowly pushed away by Chan Song.

A pubic air blew in, Chan Sing's eyes gently squeezed, his back muscles tightened, keeping pushing the window open.

“There's something hidden in this scene! ”

Chan was familiar with that feeling, his eyes slowly narrowed, and he began to gauge the new scene in front of him.

On the other side of the window are japanese-style rooms, and all kinds of furniture and outfits are japanese-style, of course these are not the key, what really bothers Chen Gong is the walls of the room.

All four walls were covered with blood fingerprints, the lights on the roof were dim, under the square lights, scattered to see the bodies of many moths, next to which were traces of candle burning, as if someone had stood under the lights and burned the wings of moths with a little candle.

After the door to the new scene opened, the scene behind Chen Song changed.

The ceiling seeps down, the hallway door is pushed, and there appears to be footsteps coming out the door.

Without waiting for the visitors to react, the door to the hallway in the living room was closed and a girl's laugh sounded outside the door, as if the child was standing outside the door at this moment.

“Is she here to find her own fabric doll?” Though Chen Gong also felt that he was such a big person and that robbing someone's children's toys was not good, the pressure in Chen Gong's heart was much less when he thought of redeeming her and helping her escape from the bitter sea.

“Chen Gong, I've been in this new scene before.” The police initially had a bad attitude towards Chen Song, but he slowly changed his attitude without realizing it, perhaps because he was really scared.

“Anything to watch out for? ”

“There is a curse in the room, attached to each of the three objects, which we need to find under a ghost attack and then place them in the shrine, purifying the curse with the idols in the shrine.” The police recalled: "Hell's level of difficulty is bound to increase, and this time we may be looking for a dozen items. ”

“It's easy to find a dozen things, and I'm afraid this whole room is cursed, and all the things and people in it are cursed.” Chen Gong has pubic eyes, and in his sight, everything in the house is ominous, and the tourists who touch these items will have their luck damaged.

This reflects the difference between Chen Song's haunted house and the Virtual Future Park, which enables employees to encroach on the negative emotions of tourists, while the haunted house in the Virtual Future Park is in a state of uncontrollability, which the tourists contaminate with and spread to their families.

“A curse is not like a ghost.” Chen Gong remembered what happened to him in the town of Lywan, and the shadow was very good at cursing, which also seemed to be a feature of ghosts in the eastern suburbs.

Through the window into the room, Chen Guo heard the bell in his ear, which appeared unknown, as if notifying the owner that a Guest appeared.

“When you're looking for something, it's best to put your clothes on and don't touch anything in this room directly with your body. ”

When they heard Chan Song, several tourists were confused, and they looked at each other with a full face question mark.

Nor did they communicate much to prevent Chen Song from noticing the problem, but at the suggestion of the police and the youngest boy, they all did as Chen Song said.

“There are bottles of wine and garbage in the corners of the walls, three different brands of cigarette butts in the ashtray, clothes and shoes are scattered around them in different sizes, and not too long ago someone seemed to be gathering in this room and they all seemed drunk. ”

“Yes, I found the information in the bedroom the last time I visited, a group of people went to play at a friend's house in the countryside, and then the rain started mudslides, and they couldn't go back and stay at a friend's house in the countryside.” The words of the police attest to Chan Song's speculation, and the police themselves were surprised by Chan Song's acute insight.

“Files in the bedroom?” Chen Gong entered the bedroom alone, and as he pushed the door open, a little girl sang in her ear.

The voice is pure and empty, with a sense of sadness. I don't really understand the specific lyrics of Chen Song, I can only hear the moth and butterfly.

The entire Japanese scene consists of six rooms, of which Chen Gong entered the bedroom as one of the smallest.

The duvet was laid on the floor, and a lot of debris was thrown in the squeezed space, men's shoes and clothes, and a lot of women's hair, but the most compelling of these was supposed to be a DV fixed to the suitcase.

Chen Gong guessed that the device was stuck in the trunk because he feared that it would be stolen.

“Who would steal an ominous object?” Chen Gong opened the DV, and there were images of four men and three women flashing inside. They were playing around the village during the day, sighing at the beautiful scenery and the fresh air. When they were about to drive away at night, they didn't expect the sky to rain suddenly. The old people in the village said that the village road was blocked by mudslides, and they could only stay in the village until dawn.

“The old man in the village said the road was blocked? They didn't see it with their own eyes. ”

Chen Song continued to watch, and several other visitors came together.

One of the seven was a native of the village, and he placed the remaining six in his ancestral home.

Heavy rain kept falling, but the good mood of the crowd was not affected, and they drank alcohol and played cards in the house until the second half of the night.

The DV scene was much darker at this time, seven people gathered in the main hall, and the wine was almost finished, and one of the fat men with glasses was about to go to the bathroom and suddenly saw a shrine in the darkest part of the hall.

Normal shrines are dedicated to the table, like the shrines in the hallway that he first saw.

In the video, the drunken fat man squatted in front of the shrine, his head crooked into the shrine and he seemed to hear something strange.

Grabbing the black cloth over the shrine, Fatty was about to lift the black cloth, and suddenly someone shouted at him, calling him the person who was the recorder of the video.

Fatty, a spiritual, climbed up from the ground, came back to the owner of the ancestral house after he went to the bathroom and asked about the shrine.

The owner of the ancestral house said he didn't know either. He went to school alone in the city. One day he suddenly received a phone call from the police saying that his parents and grandmother had encountered a mudslide as they drove home. Even the car had been tumbled into the river, and now he was the only one left in the house.

At this time, another man put down his glass and mysteriously said to the others, "To the shrine on the table is a god, and to the shrine in the dark corner is a ghost.