The atmosphere in the 413 dormitory became weird. Ali was Lan Dong's best friend. Naturally, it was impossible for him to help the haunted house to scare Lan Dong on purpose. He should have really seen a ghost just now.
Are there really ghosts in the world
Liu Zai shook his head and drove this unrealistic idea out of his mind. He didn't believe Ali's words too much, so he reached out and picked up the phone on the ground.
"A few years ago, I saw a similar applet in the mobile phone store, probably adding ghosts to normal shooting shots. At that time, many people downloaded this software to make fun of their friends." The camera was still on, Liu Zai picked up the phone and pointed it at Lan Dong.
There was nothing lying on Lan Dong's neck, on the contrary, the wall behind him was a little strange, and the group of human-shaped stains nailed by nails seemed to be moving.
"There is clearly nothing on his neck." Liu Zai showed everyone: "It's all a lie."
"Brother Zai, I have also used the applet you mentioned, but it has been removed from the shelves of major mobile phone stores. Do you know why it was finally blocked by all platforms?" Xiaochun is a little disgusted with Liu Zai for some reason. Maybe she I don't really like that greasy uncle who is pretending to be.
"why?"
"Someone used that applet to actually see a ghost. The major mobile phone malls will definitely not state the reason, but a friend of mine has experienced it personally." Xiaochun glanced at the camera lens: "Brother, I know. You don't believe in ghosts, you can disbelieve, but you can't be disrespectful, especially... in a place like this."
"Girl, you're not too old, but you can talk." Liu Zai didn't take it seriously.
"Our relationship has not yet reached the point where you can call me a girl." Xiaochun is a sensitive person, she doesn't like to talk much, but the more she is, the more she can perceive the subtle changes around her.
Since entering this haunted house, she found that everyone's emotions were deliberately guided, and the dark side of the character was gradually exposed. This haunted house was like a labyrinth that would sink deeper and deeper.
"In the sunshine outside the haunted house, everyone is so peaceful. Why did it change after entering? Is it because of a problem with the background music? Or is the scene rendering too depressing?"
Xiaochun doesn't know how to evaluate such a haunted house. The good side is that people who have been depressed for too long in reality can come to the haunted house to vent freely, be the most authentic self in this dark and terrifying underground, and put on a mask to live hard after leaving. The bad side is that the process of transformation is destined to be full of screams and horrors.
"Spiritual app?" The people in the room were arguing, Lan Dong touched his neck and knelt on the bed: "When Ali looked at me just now, I did feel a chill in my neck, as if a pair of invisible hands were pulling my arm out. Head. Later, when the brother took a picture of me, that feeling disappeared."
"Isn't there really a ghost?" The photographer, the macho, murmured in a low voice. He is a professional photographer, and normally he won't speak during the video recording unless he can't help it.
"I don't know if there are ghosts in the world, but I'm sure someone in this haunted house is pretending to be a ghost. He may be hiding behind the monitor and watching the screen snickering." Lan Dong glanced at the corner of the room: "He wants to Seeing us embarrassing, but I will not let him succeed!"
Lan Dong jumped down from the top bunk: "Let's go, I have the keys to the key rooms of the haunted house now, and I only need to open these rooms one by one, and I should be able to clear the haunted house smoothly."
"Don't you search again? I took a general look just now. It seems that campus bullying has occurred in this dormitory. The boy who was bullied is called Lin Sisi, the owner of the phone."
"Ali, what we're looking for is the art club, don't be disturbed by irrelevant things." Lan Dong frowned.
"But I checked my phone just now, and there are several text messages related to the art club." Ali turned on Lin Sisi's phone and clicked on each message.
"The sender, Mr. Bai, Lin Sisi, from today onwards, you will live in dormitory 413, get along well with your classmates, and don't live up to your parents' expectations."
"The sender painter-Lin Sisi, why did you hide a knife under the pillow? Don't you know that you have the habit of sleepwalking?"
"Sender painter - Lin Sisi, what's your favorite color? Dark red? Or dark red?"
"The sender painter - Lin Sisi, I have seen your paintings, welcome to join the art club."
Ali showed the text message to everyone: "This Lin Sisi is one of the members of the art club. From their text messages, we can find several clues. The president of the art club should be a painter. This club is definitely not a painter in the ordinary sense. Painting interest groups, they are probably a group of lunatics. I have a hunch that the task we have drawn is not as simple as it is literally written.”
"It's too much to worry about." Lan Dong interrupted before listening to Ali's words: "The task is drawn and cannot be changed. Our top priority is to find the art club as soon as possible within a limited time."
"Wait a minute!" Ali didn't follow Lan Dong out, he lifted Lin Sisi's bedding, opened Lin Sisi's wardrobe, and finally found a handmade wooden box on the lower level of the cabinet: "Lin Sisi is a member of the art club, his There are likely paintings hidden in the room."
The wooden box that Ali found was almost the same as the wooden box they picked up outside the haunted house, and it should have come from the same person.
Opening the lid of the box, a faint smell of blood wafted into the tip of the nose, and a folded oil painting was rudely stuffed into the box.
"It's very harmful to the painting by folding like this. Forget it, the owner of the haunted house probably doesn't understand art. For him, this painting is just a prop that can be changed at any time." Liu Zai unfolded the painting and glanced at it, even if they just The layman is also shocked by the scene in the painting, the upside-down oil painting, the blood red and the blank form a strong contrast, which makes people palpitate.
I don't know what material the canvas is made of, and it feels cold to the touch.
After unfolding the whole painting, the creases on it are slowly recovering, just as human skin can heal itself after being cut.
"Ali, you did a great job." Liu carried them into the haunted house for ten minutes, and finally found the first painting.
"Let's go, we still need to find twelve more oil paintings." Lan Dong left the dormitory without turning his head. Ali carefully put the oil paintings back into the box. When the scene of Lin Sisi being beaten appeared, the skinny child begged for mercy, but no one responded.
After a shudder, Ali looked around: "Don't come to me, I'm just an errand."
His eyes moved, and when he saw the wall, Ali was stunned for a second: "Why is there one less human-shaped stain on the wall? Brother Dong seems to have sat there just now."
He had a very bad premonition, and subconsciously took out Lin Sisi's mobile phone and aimed it at Lan Dong to shoot. Everything on Lan Dong's body was normal, but the shadow was crooked and conspicuous.
"There is no dirty thing to follow, it seems that I think too much."