Ali held the wooden box and walked at the end of the line.
He is honest and honest, not as sensitive as Xiaochun, but he just feels that something is not right.
"Why does the name Lin Sisi always pop up in my mind, is it because I took his paintings? Impossible, it should be a psychological effect."
Walking in the dark corridor, Ali began to think uncontrollably. His memory seemed to be covered by something, and he saw a thin boy standing not far away.
He couldn't see his face clearly. There were no obvious scars on his body, but his clothes were tattered, the zipper of his schoolbag was torn, his hair was wet, and his face was full of mud.
Compared with his dirty body, the boy's numbness is more distressing.
"you… "
"Why?" The photographer macho was startled by Ali: "What's the matter with you?"
"No, it's fine, I'm sorry." Ali quickly apologized, he looked around, there were no children at all, but what made him feel strange was that the clearly gloomy and terrifying scene brought him a sense of familiarity, as if Like he's been here before: "Did I come to this place when I was a kid? Or did I dream about it in a nightmare?"
When I arrived in an unfamiliar place, I suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in my heart. Many people have encountered this situation. It doesn't matter if it is replaced by an ordinary scenic spot, but this is the third underground floor of a haunted house, and none of them even have lights installed. the "unopened area".
As soon as he started thinking, all kinds of terrifying fragments appeared in Ali's mind again. The child was forced to the corner of the classroom, pushed into the toilet cubicle, smiling at him with distorted faces, and moved towards the splashed ink and sewage. .
"Enough!" Ali shouted abruptly, terrifying the people in front of him.
"Lan Dong, what's the matter with your friend? I didn't even hold the camera steady." The cameraman was very dissatisfied.
"Little brother, are you alright?" Liu Zai frowned and looked at Ali, because he had to maintain his demeanor during the live broadcast.
"I don't know, I just feel like I've been here before." Ali said, "Maybe it was a dream, but there were no news reports before that many awakened vegetative people dreamed of this place during their coma. A haunted house? I don't think the media is talking nonsense."
"Cough cough!" Liu Gang interrupted Ali's words, he quickly gave the photographer a gesture, and the macho took the camera to his mind.
Taking off the pickup on the neckline, Liu Zai whispered to Ali: "We are here to crack down on counterfeiting, understand? You have to have a limit when it comes to show."
Liu Zai's face changed like he was flipping through a book. He had just praised Ali in the dormitory, and his tone changed in the blink of an eye.
"It's true!" What else Ali wanted to say, Liu Zai was too lazy to listen, he motioned Lan Dong to come over: "Teach your friend well."
After putting on the pickup again, Liu Zai returned to normal. He walked to the camera and calmly explained to the audience that it was just an episode just now.
The camera was deliberately moved away, the voice became smaller, and various anomalies further aroused discussions among netizens.
Seeing that many people in his live broadcast room were talking about the news and Chen Ge's haunted house, Liu Gang became even more upset: "My friend was just joking just now, don't take it seriously, we have been visiting with a play mentality, and now We're going to officially start the crackdown."
Chen Ge's haunted house is not scary. In fact, Liu Gang doesn't need to say more. The atmosphere inside has already proved everything. Even if Liu Gang keeps making jokes, it will not weaken the sense of horror.
"A haunted house that sells hot searches, deceives tourists, and fools the audience wants to make a fire?" Whether it's true or not, Liu Zai will give Chen Ge's haunted house a few hats, so that he can stand on the commanding heights of morality, as if doing so There will be more sense of mission, and there will be no more fear.
"No more ink, I'm going to reveal its true face in front of everyone today!" Liu Zai was emotional, and just after he finished saying this, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
This is his personal mobile phone, and not many people know the phone number.
Liu Zai hesitated for a while, then slowly pressed the answer button.
Before he could react, the hysterical voice of the male assistant came from the phone.
"Brother carry! This haunted house is really haunted! Above your head! All the ghosts are lying on top of your head!" The male assistant seemed to be running wildly, out of breath.
"Where did you go? Whose cell phone is this?" Liu Zai's heart skipped a beat. He had just put on the pickup, and now everyone in the live broadcast room heard the male assistant's voice.
"I was saved by other tourists! Go back! There's no way out of this haunted house! It's too late! Don't come here! Help! There are ghosts everywhere! There are ghosts everywhere!"
The male assistant's hoarse cries slapped Liu Zai's face, his eyes twitched, and he hung up immediately.
He came to the haunted house to fight fakes, and now he seems to be promoting the haunted house in front of the entire Internet audience.
"My assistant's acting skills are too exaggerated, which makes everyone laugh..." Before Liu Zai finished speaking, the photographer's cell phone continued to vibrate.
Someone sent him a message, the photographer clicked one without thinking, and then the male assistant's voice appeared again.
"Liu Zai! Run! Trust me! Ghosts are by your side! They are by your side!"
The corridor was very quiet, so the male assistant's voice was particularly harsh. This guy also blushed and called Liu Zai's full name.
"Turn off the phone, we'll go explore the haunted house wholeheartedly." Liu Zai's face was a little bad, if it wasn't for the camera, he would have turned his face long ago.
"Okay, carry brother." The macho verbally promised to turn off the phone, but in fact he didn't do that. This macho has a delicate mind. He knows the male assistant very well, and knows that the other party is not acting, but is really scared crazy .
Secretly returned a message from the male assistant, the macho turned the phone to silent and stuffed it into his pocket.
…
"Liu Zai! I won't hurt you! Talk back!" Holding a woman's mobile phone in his hand, the male assistant ran wildly in the narrow passage, his hair was messy, the corners of his eyes were stained with tears, and his voice was hoarse.
"Stop howling! You want to kill us all?!" In front of the male assistant, there was a couple of students, a middle-aged and a very temperamental female tourist. It was the middle-aged who spoke just now.
Shadows surged in the corridor behind them, and footsteps could be heard getting closer!
"This way!" The middle-aged man found a classroom with the door open at the corner of the promenade. Without thinking much, he pulled the woman behind him to hide in it.
The student couple was also about to run towards the classroom, but at this moment, the male assistant tried his best, and one accelerated faster than the student couple.
After he rushed into the classroom, he gritted his teeth and closed the door of the classroom!
"Fuck! Open the door! We still borrowed your mobile phone, so you treat us like this?!" The student couple knocked on the door, but the male assistant locked the door directly.
The frightening footsteps approached, and the student couple had no choice but to leave, and the footsteps were also attracted by them.
"Fortunately, I am decisive, otherwise, even if I hide here, I will be besieged, and no one can escape." The male assistant did such a thing subconsciously. In the four-star scene, he seemed to tear off his usual disguise. Expose your true self.
Breathing heavily, the male assistant clutched the mobile phone that the student couple had lent him, and leaned back against the door to rest: "I'm also doing it for everyone's sake. By the way, I haven't thanked you yet. What do you call them?"
"You can call me Lao Zhou, this is my girlfriend Duan Yue." The middle-aged man enthusiastically introduced his girlfriend to the male assistant. He seemed to like doing such a thing, but the female tourist was a little unhappy.
"Brother Zhou, I was chased by a ghost just now. Thank you for helping me and letting me come with you." The male assistant seemed to have forgotten what he had just done. He knew that it was very dangerous to be alone here, so he wanted to talk to him. Lao Zhou and Duan Yue have a relationship.
"It should be, one more person can do more. I didn't expect this haunted house to be so scary. It turns out that all the ghosts are on the top of the head. You can find them just by looking upside down." Lao Zhou took a deep breath.
Duan Yue next to him was very disdainful: "One more person, more power? This guy just blocked the door and didn't let the two students in. This kind of person..."
"If he doesn't do this, all of us will be besieged here later. He also has difficulties." Lao Zhou said these words to the male assistant's heart: "I understand you, the more you have experienced, the more you will see it through. , nothing in the adult world is easy, who wouldn't want to be an innocent child forever?"
"Brother Zhou, you still understand me!" Desperate, frightened, and exhausted, in this case, the male assistant felt a long-lost warmth from Lao Zhou.
Lao Zhou patted the male assistant on the shoulder and encouraged him: "I saw that you were on the phone just now. I want to ask if your people have received your reminder? We must hurry up and join the army. It's terrifying in this haunted house."
"Don't worry, Brother Zai probably didn't answer because he was broadcasting live, but I got in touch with the photographer, and he returned my message." The male assistant opened the mailbox, and there was a text message from the macho - I felt it too This haunted house is not right, we will talk about it in detail later!
"So, they already believe that you are using this mobile phone to contact them." Lao Zhou's words were meaningful. Before the male assistant could react, Lao Zhou had already blocked the door of the classroom.
"Brother Zhou, what do you mean?" The male assistant felt a little bad.
"I understand you, and I hope you can understand me too." Blood oozes from under his clothes, one after another hideous wounds appear, and Lao Zhou's face is as pale as paper: "You have to know that nothing is easy in the adult world. Who wouldn't want to be an innocent child forever?"
The skinny hand grabbed the male assistant. At this time, the male assistant's eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He sat down on the ground without any strength in his legs, but he bumped into something.
Slowly turning his head, a assembled female corpse was hanging behind him.
There was no way to say a word in his throat, and the male assistant was trembling all over until his eyes rolled up and he fell heavily.
Lao Zhou picked up the phone in the male assistant's palm, memorized the phone numbers of Liu Zai and the photographer, and then used the phone to send another message to the photographer: "Come and meet me! I seem to have found a way out. !"