My House of Horrors

Ma Feng's trembling fingers gently held the cold face, and strands of hair fell on his eyes and mouth. The real touch made him startled.

The blood slid down the tip of the hair and dripped on his eyelashes. At this moment, he felt as if he was not in a haunted house, but to avoid the murderer and was forced to hide with the dead.

The air was filled with the stench of blood, and Ruoruuo's breathing could be faintly heard in the silence. Ma Feng didn't know where the murderer was. Maybe the bloody monster squatted beside him.

Moving hard, Ma Feng slowly let go of his hands. Just as he was about to leave, someone suddenly lifted the bed board!

The rope fell off, and the corpse tied up under the bed fell directly onto Ma Feng's face!

"what!"

The hands and feet were twisted into weird shapes. The blood and the residual limbs touched together. The first intimate contact with the unknown corpse made Ma Feng go crazy. He supported the ground, prepared to climb outside with his hands and feet, but as soon as he raised his head, his head Hit the bed.

There was a loud noise, the bed board vibrated, and Ma Feng's head was dizzy. When he was about to fall, he was held up.

"Brother Ma! Are you okay!" Xiaosun was holding the bed board with one hand and supporting Ma Feng with the other. He was taken aback just now.

Holding his head, Ma Feng's lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

The fear caused by darkness is indescribable, and nothing can be seen here. Even the ordinary things in life can cause panic here.

"Should I give up?" Ma Feng gritted his teeth. He grabbed his hair hard and scanned the surrounding darkness: "Perhaps the surname Chen is hiding in the monitoring room and looking at me now, he is staring at me. Embarrassed and laughing, he is waiting for me to give up, waiting for me to beg him to take me away."

With five fingers clenched, Ma Feng was unwilling.

"Brother Ma, cheer up! Although this haunted house is difficult, we still have a chance to escape." Sun Xiaojun looked at Ma Feng's swollen head with a hint of apology in his heart. If he didn't lift the bed just now, that The corpse won't fall: "Brother Marco, don't give up. Life is like a cup of tea. Sometimes it will suffer for a while, but it will never suffer for a lifetime."

"Are you comforting me?" Ma Feng managed to squeeze a smile: "Don't worry, I am not so easy to break."

The two supported each other, touched the wall and returned to the living room, but before they left the room, there was another harsh cat cry from the corridor.

"Why are you here again?!" Wasp was sweating on his forehead, and he leaned against the wall and touched the door of another bedroom.

This time he opened the door a crack, and after getting into it, he closed the door with his backhand.

"I should be the only one in the house." Ma Feng didn't care about Xiaosun's life or death at all. He squatted behind the door, covering his nose and mouth, silently waiting for the meow to disappear.

After waiting for a full minute, the cold sweat on Ma Feng’s forehead slid down the bridge of his nose to his chin. Not only did the cat cry not disappear, but it also began to appear in the room where he was, and the call became more and more. The cat ran into the room.

"Why? How did they get in?"

Ma Feng felt that he was surrounded by cats, and those cats seemed to be brutally hurt, and their cry was terrifying.

He wanted to hide in the corner. When he moved his feet, he found that the shoes were soft and collapsed. The room seemed to be carpeted.

With an ominous premonition in his heart, the wasp reached out and touched the "carpet" under his feet. The cat's hair and blood coagulated together, forming lumps. The whole room seemed to be filled with cruelly killed cats.

A cold air from his back rushed to the top of his head, and Ma Feng desperately rubbed his hands on his body, trying to remove the cat hair and blood clots on his fingertips.

His disgust and disgust seemed to arouse the cats who died tragically, resentment gathered in the room, and the cat hairs piled together under his feet suddenly moved.

Cats that seemed to have died crawled out of the large areas of cat hair, their eyes blinking in the dark, and the wounds left by the wicked were leaking blood.

Ma Feng felt that his body was sinking slowly, and he seemed to be submerged by the dead cats.

"Help! Help me! Sun! Help me!"

The boundless darkness swallowed him, and the dead cats jumped on his body, and the cat corpses pressed against his body.

Shouting loudly, Ma Feng couldn't care about maintaining his tolerance anymore, every cell under his body was crying for help.

"Boom!"

The door was opened, and Ma Feng was dragged out of the group of cats with both hands.

"Brother Ma, why did you run into that room alone?" Xiao Sun said anxiously, Ma Feng in front of him was embarrassed, completely different from when he came in, the light in his eyes has dispersed, and only his face is left. Fear and anxiety.

"I..." Ma Feng spit out the cat hair in his mouth. He collapsed on the ground, swinging his arm in the direction where Xiao Sun made the sound: "I just found a room randomly."

"Then your luck is really good." Xiaosun knew the secret of this room, and Yingtong's brother Yingchen lived in this room.

Ma Feng hid in Yingchen’s bedroom for the first time, and again in Yingchen’s cat’s room for the second time. Now Xiaosun dare not let Ma Feng stay here anymore, because the third room is Ying Tong, there seems to be some terrible dolls in that room.

"Brother Ma, let's go out first. This room is not safe." Xiaosun wanted to help Ma Feng. Through his own efforts, he wanted to turn the virtual future paradise and the new century paradise into a jade silk.

"Or... forget it." The more proud the person, the less he doesn't want to lower his head. This is the first time in Ma Feng's life that he has wavered.

"It will be more dangerous to stay here!" Xiao Sun grabbed Ma Feng's hand: "Stay in place, it will never change. Only when you go out can you have a ray of life."

Listening to Xiao Sun's sincere words, Ma Feng bit his lip, and he remembered the self who never gave up before.

His body seemed to have recovered some strength, and Ma Feng slowly climbed up from the ground: "You are right, the sword's edge was sharpened. It is very painful now, but after a while, I will find that it doesn't matter if I look back."

"Yes." Xiao Sun nodded vigorously: "The cat's barking has stopped, let's go out."

The two cautiously walked out of the room, holding on to the wall to move slowly.

"This room is too dangerous. I hope we never come back." Ma Feng is a person who has done great things. Although he was very embarrassed and covered with cat hair, he still adjusted his mentality very quickly. .

"I don't want to come back either." Xiaosun and Ma Feng walked to the top of the stairs. They left and right, one held the handrail of the stairs, the other held the wall, and walked down side by side.

"You slow down, I can't keep up." Ma Feng walked very slowly, but Xiao Sun ran fast, as if the darkness had no effect on him.

"Stairs are the most dangerous area. There is no room to hide here, so we have to speed up and be careful of being blocked by ghosts..." Xiaosun didn't finish the word, and there was a cat cry in the corridor above. The same as rehearsed in advance.

"Have you opened your mouth?" Ma Feng just adjusted his mentality and was about to collapse again. He was holding the handrail of the stairs, neither daring to go up nor run down, alone and helpless, like a chameleon. Like lying on the fence and steps.

"Don't stay here! Go!" Xiao Sun helped Ma Feng to walk downstairs. He was not so anxious at first, but it didn't take long before it seemed to rain in the corridor, and sticky blood dripped from the roof. A breath of horror and despair came from downstairs

"Sister Yuyi?!" I was scared at most when I met other ghosts, but Xiaosun didn't know what would happen if I met Hong Yuyi: "Go! Go! Go!"

Even at this time, Xiao Sun was still very righteous. He knew it was not safe to leave Ma Feng on the stairs, so he wanted to take Ma Feng away.

But the problem was that he had just dragged Ma Feng down, and now the red raincoat was running from downstairs, he changed direction again and wanted Ma Feng to run up.

He couldn't see anything. Ma Feng didn't know what Xiao Sun wanted to do. His body was twisted, his left foot was stepped on his right foot, and he sat down directly on the stairs, leaning and rolling down the corner of the corridor.

"Brother Ma?" Xiaosun guarded Ma Feng's head. Now seeing the red raincoat coming over, he had to hide for a while: "You wait for me here!"

"I..." Dizzy, Ma Feng slumped on the stairs. He raised his arm to give up. At this moment, a cold and terrifying breath enveloped his body.

The coldness soaked into the bone marrow, Ma Feng couldn't speak at all, his face turned blue and his hands were shaking badly.

The blood rain dripped on his body, and Ma Feng felt that someone stepped on him and his body seemed to fall apart.

Lying in the cold corridor, surrounded by dark and unknown ghosts, Ma Feng felt that he was about to cry. He couldn't control it at all. The kind of grievance burst from the depths of his soul.

"Can't play anymore, it doesn't matter if you lose it, I have to leave..."

"Brother Ma? Are you okay?" After the extremely cold breath disappeared, Xiao Sun's voice appeared again.

"I'm afraid it's not very good, I think a little bit..." Ma Feng wanted to give up, but he couldn't open his mouth to ask for help from Chen Ge. He was always domineering and strong, but he still couldn't get past the barrier in his heart. child.

"Brother Ma, you are already very good." Xiao Sun could see Ma Feng's appearance at this time. After suffering a heavy blow, Ma Feng was able to communicate normally. This was beyond Xiao Sun's expectation: "I'm in a book I have seen in the book that the more down, the more you can see the essence of a person, Brother Ma, you are a very strong person."

When Xiao Sun said that, Ma Feng couldn't hold his face and said to give up. He gave a gentle benevolence.

"Brother, you have to believe that we can escape. Sometimes the worst result is nothing more than failure. Some people are waiting for failure, some people swear failure, and some people try their best and still fail. In such an environment, the mentality is everyone's own light. , Your frustration is frustration, you are tenacious. Ma, believe in yourself, you can!" There is no room for hiding on the stairs. This is the most dangerous place. Xiao Sun wants to quickly take Ma Feng away.

In the cold and dark world, Xiao Sun's words seemed to shine directly on Ma Feng's heart.

Ma Feng, who collapsed to the ground, vaguely remembered that when he was young, his strong character was actually to hide his inner inferiority complex. He had to take advantage of his weakness, so that he could go further and fly higher.

Five fingers grasped the iron handrail, and Ma Feng climbed up from the ground little by little: "Frustration is the tuition that should be paid for success. This little difficulty is not a big deal."

"Brother Ma, Niu b!" Xiao Sun gave Ma Feng a thumbs up, although he knew Ma Feng would definitely not be able to see: "The corridor is too unsafe. Let's go to the next floor."

Going to the next level smoothly, Ma Feng felt that his soul seemed to have been sublimated. When he stepped on the flat ground again, he felt that his heart became stronger and tougher: "There is no difficulty that can knock me down, and everything is impossible. My difficulties will make me stronger."

His head was bumped and his head was dizzy. Ma Feng's body was about to fall apart. He supported the wall and limped forward.

"The lower layers should not be too dangerous..."

"Shut up!" Ma Feng heard Xiao Sun speaking, and almost jumped up anxiously: "Every time you finish speaking, something bad will happen. Don't express your opinions and opinions casually."

"Well, hey, someone said this to me before. It seems that it is really my problem."

"Someone said about you before?"

"Well, but now it seems that I'm the only one who is dead in that building." When Xiao Sun accidentally told the truth, he hurriedly laughed a few times after he realized, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Xiao Sun's words made Ma Feng's heart hairy, and he quietly moved away from Xiao Sun a few steps.

The two of them just separated, and the harsh cat cry sounded in the corridor again.

"No!" Ma Feng's legs are now weak when he hears the cat cry. He pretends that he is very strong, but his heart is still vulnerable.

"Don't froze! Find a place to hide!" Xiaosun kept urging, Ma Feng fumbled around on the corridor wall, and suddenly his arm came across something similar to a cabinet.

He didn't even think about why a cabinet appeared in the hallway. He opened the door of the cabinet and hid before the meow.

Closing the cabinet door, Ma Feng held the mop and broom in the cabinet and held his breath.

The harsh cat cry and heavy footsteps appeared at the same time, and they were walking towards Ma Feng.

As he got closer and closer, Ma Feng bit his hand fiercely, his face deformed due to high tension.

"Don't come, don't come, don't come..."

I kept meditating in my heart, perhaps because the prayers worked, and the meows gradually moved away.

Ma Feng’s heart fell back into his stomach, but just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the strange and heavy footsteps did not disappear with the cat cry. After going out for a long time, he turned back and finally stopped. To the door of the cabinet.

The footsteps disappeared, and Ma Feng kept his posture and did not dare to move. After a full minute, he slowly stretched out his hand to open the cabinet door.

But before he touched the cabinet door, he heard a "bang"!

The door of the cabinet was opened directly, cold wind poured in, and the pungent bloody smell poured back into the cabinet.

Ma Feng retreated subconsciously and hit the wooden board behind the cabinet.

The mop and broom fell on the ground, and Ma Feng curled up. He felt a mountain of meat stopped in front of him, as if he would be squashed in the next moment.

That kind of pressure made him feel a kind of hypoxia, the desperate and dark world began to rotate, and his consciousness finally reached its limit.

"Is it finally over?" At that moment, Ma Feng even felt a sense of relief. He stopped resisting and closed his eyes peacefully.

"Brother Marco! Brother Marco?!"

Xiaosun's gong-like voice sounded in his ears, and Ma Feng felt as if he was pinched in his own person. He took a sharp breath and opened his eyes again.

"Scared me. I thought you passed out." Xiaosun pulled Ma Feng's arm: "Brother Ma, it's not safe in the corridor. We can't stay here for too long."

"Xiao Sun, Brother Sun, you put me down first, count... I beg you!"