Chapter 167 The Haunted House? (1/3)
Mo Yazi still couldn't hold back his face when he tried to deal with ordinary people, but the other party had already come to the door, and plausibly wanted him to be sent to the lunatic asylum.
Just kidding, if you don't do anything like this, this warlord would be too embarrassed.
"In that case, I will give you a big dream!"
Wuyazi squeezed his hand to make a decision, black light surging from the handprints, and in a blink of an eye, the infinite black light enveloped the entire villa.
"Illusory, I hope you can spend a pleasant night Yo." Wu Yazi yawned, sitting on the balcony, leaning against the window frame, and looking at the sky indifferently.
Downstairs, Han Feng and his party walked quietly and came to the dark room. The room was quiet and there was a kind of deathly peace.
As we walked, someone suddenly stopped: "Feng, Brother Feng, is it a little weird?"
"Strange?" Han Feng asked, turning his head.
It’s strange, it’s really a little bit. The sudden feeling of quietness made Han Feng feel a little uncomfortable. It’s too quiet. This feeling is like being in a morgue. It doesn’t feel like someone lives here. None, there is a gloomy feeling invisibly.
"That is true, Brother Feng, we have been wandering on the first floor for a long time, why haven't we found that person yet."
"Or, separate?"
As if saying something is weird, Han Feng categorically didn't believe it. Before the opening of his house, he even invited a famous master to open it here. How could there be any evil.
"Okay, don't worry if you meet someone. First, let me scare him!" Han Feng turned around and said, and he happened to walk to the side of the stairs. "Let’s go to the second floor. You are on the first floor. If you find it, send a message. ."
Han Feng took out another ghost mask and put it on his head, and the group separated.
As soon as I arrived on the second floor, the foot of the person at the back of the team trembled, and he almost fell headlong.
"What are you doing, be careful, let's enter the house without permission!"
Even though Han Feng is emboldened, it is the first time he has done this kind of thing after all, so he is still a little worried.
"Really, can you stumble into something with a night vision goggles? Is it blind?"
The man who almost fell supported the guardrail on the side and stood up quietly: "No, no, I just felt something
Something tripped me. "
"I stumbled you?"
Han Feng turned his head curiously and looked at the feet of the person at the back of the team. They were flat and flat, there was no bulge, so how could he stumble.
"You mean the tiles we built in the villa are not even?" Han Feng asked coldly.
The man shook his head and waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no, maybe my feet slipped."
He looked down at his feet again, there was nothing, and suddenly he was a little confused, as if he hadn't tripped over just now.
Is it really slippery
No matter, let's go.
A few minutes later, a person asked with some curiosity: "Brother Feng, does this villa occupies a large area? Why can't we keep walking through this corridor?"
"It's not right, I also feel a little curious, but it's not that we haven't finished it, but I think we have been going around in circles all the time."
Even if the villa occupies a larger area than an ordinary residence, how can it be impossible to walk through this corridor after a few minutes of walking
Is this really a residential villa? Isn't it a castle
There are houses on both sides of the corridor, and the more you go forward, the more you feel that the road has no end, and they seem to have been walking in place.
Of course it is still standing still.
They are all falling into the illusion now, and what they see in their eyes is what Mo Yazi wants them to see.
In the eyes of outsiders, each of them is standing still and walking, dumbfounded.
"I said Brother Feng, why do I suddenly feel a bit cold? Is it windy?"
"You are stupid, where are we? In the villa, there are rooms with closed doors on both sides, why is there a wind?"
"That's right, but it just feels a bit cold."
"You said, will we go into the ghost house?"
In the dark room, I can see through the night vision goggles a bit of a strange feeling, coupled with this weird room, there is a kind of bad thoughts in a trance.
It always feels terrible.
"What nonsense, where is there a ghost house!" Han Feng scolded. This Splendid Villa Manor is considered to be their largest investment by Hancheng Group. If they really let this group of people go out and say anything about ghost houses, it must be It will cause losses to their Hancheng Group.
"A ghost house may not be necessary, but I think it is like a ghost hitting a wall. When I was a child, I heard the old people in the village said that ghost hitting a wall is like this." Another person said.
When a ghost hits the wall, it just feels like being in a circle no matter how you wander around, and you can't get out no matter how you go.
"Okay, stop messing around, what the ghost hits the wall, it's just that you wear the night vision goggles to look a little fuzzy." Han Feng yelled, so that everyone would not be thinking about it, "If it is really a ghost hitting the wall, just walk into the room. The room smashed the glass and jumped out."
"I think Brother Feng is right. We are all undergraduates from prestigious universities. We all learn scientific knowledge. Where is the ghost hitting the wall."
That being said, it is not.
"Hey, Zhang Hu, aren't you downstairs? I remember Wang Le is the last in the line." At this moment, a person saw that the person who had almost fallen to the ground was still behind him, and he couldn't help asking curiously.
"No, I have been following you all the time, maybe it's a bit dark and didn't notice me." The man named Zhang Hu said with a smile.
"Ok."
Everyone didn't think too much. Although they were wearing night vision goggles, the room was still a bit dark, and it was inevitable that they would misread them.
"Okay, go to the room in front, let's go in and take a look." Han Feng said, emboldened everyone, and everyone felt more at ease with his words.
Going into the house and taking a look, it’s better than wandering around in this corridor all the time. It’s really impossible to just break the glass and jump out and run quickly.
Several people talked and walked to the room in front of which the door was half open. Han Fengzhuang boldly pushed open the door and walked in first. The others followed him.
I was walking in, when my cell phone rang suddenly.
It was the cell phone of the male classmate who was following Han Feng.
"What are you doing, be careful! Turn off the phone." Han Feng turned around and scolded.
"Yes Yes Yes."
The person hurriedly took out the phone, just about to mute the phone, and suddenly saw the caller ID on the phone screen.
"Hey, what phone call Chen Hu from so close."
A line of words was strikingly visible on the screen of the phone.
—Chen Hu calls.
But when he looked back again, there was still Chen Hu's figure at the end of the team, and at the same time, there was a bang, the door was closed, and the wind was blowing.
(End of this chapter)