My House of Horrors

“How come there are so many dead words engraved in the shrine? It doesn't even look like a god's place!” The detective lay at the front, and when he saw the handwriting in the shrine, his face was pale.

“Didn't you just say that on the tape? The shrine on the table is dedicated to the gods, and this shrine in the corner is dedicated to other things.” A woman squatted in front of the shrine with boldness, and she looked carefully inside.

This shrine doesn't know what material it's made of, like wood, but it feels sticky and slippery, like touching a beach of blood that's about to clot.

Ever since the small door beneath the shrine opened, a faint odor has emerged from the shrine.

“If I'm disrespectful, I don't think ghosts want to stay in this box.” The police stood quietly next to Chan Song: “I also want to tell you that the last time I challenged you, there was no blood in the shrine. ”

After he finished this sentence, he looked at the girl who was squatting in front of the shrine.

The girl got up slowly with a glimmer in her eyes and shook her head secretly at the police and the long-haired black woman.

Several “tourists” appear to be responsible for different tasks in the haunted house, and the girl appears to be specializing in the refinement of prop agencies.

When he saw her shake her head, the policeman's face became even more ugly. He hesitated to say to Chen Song: “Let's not go back inside, don't be too reckless to go through customs, let's explore the previous scenes with you. ”

The police are basically stating Chen Song - we don't scare you, and you don't keep moving forward to make us look bad. Everyone is safe and peaceful.

“If we don't keep moving forward, they will come to us.” Chen Guo had long found several visitors communicating with each other, and he had also seen the girl shaking her head at the police, who had proposed not to continue exploring after seeing the information given by the girl.

The "tourists” were scared, and the reason they were scared was related to this shrine.

Chen Guo grabbed the edge of the shrine with his hands and wanted to look at it from a different angle, but he was surprised to find that the shrine was fixed to the ground and connected to the whole house.

The Haunted House was built in the Virtual Future Paradise. Why should they be afraid? Although the employees were not brave enough to be selected as companions, there must be a big problem in being able to scare them into retreating because they are smart and have strong business skills.

Chan Gong pretended to ask the unintentional question: "Didn't the designer of the Haunted House expect the scene to turn into this? ”

“Sort of.” The police came out with a bitter face and found something wrong, quickly adding: “The last time I visited, I heard several designers arguing, apparently because some of the hell-level scenarios had changed outside of design under the control of the central computer. ”

“Smart systems are no longer strong enough to affect reality, and must be combined with artificial and mechanical means to make a difference.” Chen Gong stared inside the shrine and his nose twitched slightly. He used the gift he had just acquired - the sniffing.

“That's true, but not all questions in the world have answers.” Nor do the police know how to explain to Chen Gong.

“I guess I get it.” Chen Gong took a deep breath: “All scenes are controlled by the central computer, and fusion can cause errors and changes, but these changes are acceptable, so the designers don't care, but are complacent about their masterpieces. But they ignored a crucial factor, and these idiots put some of the old things they had picked up in the eastern suburbs into the haunted houses! The central computer controls projections and institutions, changing scripts and patterns of development, and what's attached to those old objects quietly changes the scene itself. ”

“What are you talking about?” The police don't understand.

“My parents run haunted houses. I grew up in haunted houses. I must know more than you.” Chen Gong told the detective to bring his cell phone: “The haunted house itself is a very vain place, if you don't pay attention to it, something bad will be produced. This haunted house deliberately put a lot of ominous items inside, which will attract those things very normal. ”

“Do you think we'll believe this?” The woman with the long black hair still disagrees with Chen Song, and she does not allow anyone to say bad things about the Virtual Future Park, as Chen Song does not want to hear others say about the New Century Park.

He can understand, but that doesn't mean he'll compromise: "Get down close and look at the handwriting in the shrine. ”

The lights were shining and several people were struggling with the appearance of discomfort.

“These words were dug out little by little with the fingernails, and the red marks were either dye or blood. If you look at the words on the inside, are there any impurities in the middle of the typography? ”

“Yes, I saw it.” With the lights on their phones, a few people finally saw clearly: “What is that? ”

“If I say it's rotten meat, do you believe it?” Chen Song's expression is a little scary: “The shrine smells of rotten flesh, and it's hard to imagine the smell coming out of the shrine. If this isn't a virtual future park, it proves that something is wrong with this haunted house. ”

The pupils narrowed, Chen Gong swept the room, and the whole Japanese architecture scattered ominous, and everything was wrapped around something.

Can't see clearly, but it does exist.

“So... why don't we just go back to the previous scene?” The police have played a back-of-the-house drum, and he has visited medium difficulty scenarios and learned a lot about this haunted house, but it is precisely because he knew so much that he became even more scared.

“You guys seem to love this park. Does anyone know when it started building haunted houses?” Chen Song felt a strong sense of resentment and hatred from the handwriting of the shrine, which was the breath of curse.

“More than a month ago. ”

“That's when my haunted house caught fire online.” Chen Gong is very polite: “The Virtual Future Paradise Light saw business opportunities, but did not see the danger behind them, including the difference between the suburbs of Jiangdong and West. ”

“What's the difference?” The white collar with long hair frowned, seemed to want to set up a song, she herself understood that the Virtual Future Paradise was an outdoor place, and that the song was authentically composed of river people.

“You'll see.” After Chen Gong finished, he took out a cloth doll with half his face burnt out of his backpack.

“What do you want? Isn't this the little girl's toy?” Those “tourists” can no longer guess Chen Song's thoughts.

“I want to do an experiment.” Chen Song stuffed the doll into the shrine and closed the shrine door: “The shrine is the most dangerous place in the whole scene, and I'm here to guard it. You two hurry up and search the other rooms, and if you find anything, or you encounter something scary, scream out loud, and I'll be there for you. ”

“Are you sure you want to stay alone in the hallway and guard this shrine?” There is a hint of uncertainty in the tone of the police.

“Leave him alone.” The man dragged the police away with his glasses, and several tourists began searching in flames.

After they had gone far, Chen Guo quietly opened the shrine and took a look at the doll.

Oddly enough, that half-faced burnt doll showed a frightened look.

“Will the doll's face change again? This shrine seems to have other meanings.” When Chen Gong finished, he put the doll in it, then opened the backpack and stuffed the red high heels, too: "You specialize in the arts, you're good at cursing, you take care of it here. I know you are strong, and this time you are placed in a shrine contains my blessing to you, and I hope that one day you will also become a fierce god. ”