Ba Song's words made people suspicious, saying that he was blind, and if it was true, then it was necessary to prevent it first. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Move your head! What moved? Mike puffed up his way to the shelf, picked up a bottle and said to Ba Song, "It's this mouse, isn't it?" ”

"Boom!" He put the bottle back on the shelf, picked up another one, and asked into the bottle, "Is this the frog?" Oh, Mr. Frog, did you just move and intend to become a prince? What, oh, it says it's not male, it's a princess, waiting for you to kiss it. ”

Mike, visibly angry, slammed the frog specimen bottle back on the shelf.

"It's not this, it's the hand, the hand!" Ba Song screamed: "I saw it move, hooking its index finger at me. ”

"Fingers, this bottle!" Mike picked up the specimen bottle, but there was a hand inside, and he couldn't distinguish between men and women, and it was swollen like a doll: "Index finger, look at me and move my finger on it, hey, see it, move." ”

Snead held back a smile and said, "That's not moving, it's vertical!" You are the middle finger, not the index finger. ”

"Hey, did it move?" Mike held a bottle in one hand and a finger in the middle with the other, and mocked, "You let it move, move!" ”

Everyone laughed, but then the laughter condensed, and even the smiles condensed... It's manual, it's really moving... Not only did it move, but it also lifted the cap of the bottle and crawled out like an octopus...

Fingers like four-legged animals, thumbs like headless necks, crouched on top of the bottle, and pointed his thumb at Mike, who was still laughing and scolding, as if looking at him.

"Haha, move something, even if it's soaked, it won't move, unless it's an earthquake!" Mike finally noticed, he looked at his teammates standing in front of him, and glared at his hand holding the bottle one by one: "What's wrong with you guys?" ”

He turned his head sideways and saw that the bottle he was holding in his hand had been opened, and his hand was on the jar, and his thumb was slightly to his side.

"Ah~!" At this time, Mike was not calm, and screamed and threw down the bottle in his hand.

The bottle fell to the ground and split apart, and the slightly cloudy liquid inside also splashed all over the ground, emitting a pungent smell. When the hand fell to the ground, it did a somersault and ran to the side with his fingers and feet.

"My mom~" Everyone has fled enough to be embarrassed, and Ba Song, who is the most afraid of ghosts, can be said to be screaming and crawling up with both hands and feet.

Fleeing all the way up the hall, Rudolph did not forget to turn around, closed the entrance door to the basement, and plugged in the latch.

"I said it's alive, it's alive... Ba Song hugged himself, sat on the stairs, and cried again: "Now you believe it, right? ”

Mike gasped, finally came back to his senses, and yelled at Ba Song, "Shut up! ”

"Actually, it can be explained." Mike patted his left chest lightly and stabilized his emotions: "It's just one hand, it's not easy for Satan to make a hand?" Since it's a haunted house, you always need something to scare us, right? ”

It still makes sense, but Rudolph didn't think so, and asked gloomily: "When you want to fall asleep, is there a torso, something with only one hand to choke your neck?" Or this hand with a knife, straight into the air to stab you in the heart. We need to be calm, not bold! ”

"Yes!" Legel nodded: "From now on, everyone needs to take turns on duty every night. Keep your eyes open and look at the situation, and we can escape if there is danger. ”

"But that's a ghost, a ghost!" Ba Song was still holding himself, trembling all over.

Although Cheng Qianxun was not lightly frightened, she still walked over and said to Ba Song: "Don't be afraid, we have already died once, to make it clear, in fact, we are also ghosts." Here, in the underworld, there are no living people, only when they go to the human world, is the real resurrection. We're all already ghosts, so what are we afraid of? ”

Regger whispered to Hogan, "How did your teammates get through the gates of hell when they were resurrected?" ”

Hogan smiled bitterly: "Don't say it, he escaped faster than anyone else, the speed of the first few floors was almost comparable to that of a rabbit, and he couldn't see the figure." ”

Ba Song listened all the time, and then the trembling of his whole body slowly stopped, and he looked up at Cheng Qianxun, showing gratitude: "Yes, we are all dead, we have all died once, and we should no longer be afraid of ghosts." ”

"That's good!" Hogan walked up, pulled Ba Song up, and patted him on the shoulder with his hand: "Let's get through this together." ”

"Night is always the most sinful, and now it is day!" Harold followed Cheng Qianxun's group to discuss, he looked at the old standing clock in the corner of the hall, although the clock was full of dust and cobwebs, but the pendulum was still shaking back and forth, still moving, and the hands could see that the hour hand was ten o'clock: "Maybe there are more things at night." ”

After everyone looked at each other, Rudolph proposed, "Just sleep during the day." ”

Snead was very helpless but very realistic: "At night, the spirit is tossed by all kinds of ghosts, so it is better to watch." ”

Then let's go upstairs and get ready, everyone goes upstairs.

"Sleeping together during the day?" Mike followed behind with the quilt a little unhappily.

"Survival game layer, you also sleep alone?" Harold in front was also holding the quilt, and everyone had to gather enough quilts into a larger room.

"It was in the wilderness, I slept with my brothers, and it was all strangers." Mike speaks straight to the point.

Snead laughed and quipped, "But it was we strangers who saved your life, and your troubled brother was going to kill you at a critical moment." ”

Rudolph interjected coldly: "They may be lying somewhere right now, decomposing to ashes with numerous corpses." ”

"It's nice to be able to rest in peace!" Hogan also helped speak: "It could burn in the magma, or it could be on the table." ”

Mike stopped talking, obediently holding the quilt and following several men into the room.

Entering the room, Regel was moving the bed to a suitable position in the middle, and Cheng Qianxun had already cleaned the room and was putting the food on the table, she had to calculate the daily amount for the past eight days.

"Later, move all the desks and chairs next to me to another room." Regel clapped his hands and settled the bed.

After the furniture was moved, everyone began to prepare to eat something before going to bed.

Rudolph said as he ate: "Sleep until six o'clock in the evening, seven hours, one hour per person." Cheng, you don't need to. ”

This is a bit preferential, so Cheng Qianxun said: "I can do it too." ”

Snead laughed, "So many men, it's none of your business!" Women should sleep well so that their skin is good. I don't want your smooth face to have pimples. ”

Mike said a little dissatisfied: "It's sweet in your mouth." Well, I'm on my first shift, and I don't want to get up halfway through and sleep for an hour. ”

Rudolph raised his eyebrows: "Free choice, but if you want to keep the first shift and the last shift, adopt a mobile system, the first shift today, the second shift tomorrow, postponed." How's that, fair, right? ”

"It's fair, I accept it!" Mike also agreed.

When he was done, Mike walked to the door, closed the door, and sat down with his back to the door. Everyone got up and began to sleep under the covers. At this time, the bell of "Dangdangdang" came from downstairs, exactly eleven times.

Cheng Qianxun needs to sleep between Regel and Sneijder, so she has to go to bed first.

The bed was soft and should be able to get a good night's sleep. She sat on the edge of the bed when she suddenly felt someone pull her into the middle of the bed. She thought it was someone joking: "Don't pull me." ”

But the man still hooked her waist and pulled her into the middle of the bed. Regel is still Sneijder, and their joke this time is too much, so she can't help but remind: "Everyone is watching!" ”

Harold, who was standing in front of him and hadn't fallen asleep, pounced, grabbed one of her arms with both hands, and yelled, "Damn, hold her!" ”

What's going on? When Snead and Regel stepped forward, grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her out hard, they finally felt that something was wrong.

All the men in the room came up and began to try to drag her out of bed, but she still sank into the bed.

Don't ask what's going on, it must be a ghost in the bed. Cheng Qianxun couldn't imagine that her body was being dragged into the bed.

"Hold on, be sure to hold on!" Snead was going mad and hugged her with his arms tight.

"What's in this bed, and why is it so strong?" Regel grabbed one of her arms and pulled it out hard.

And the other arm was pulled by Harold: "It must not be the fairy godmother." ”

You can't drag it down, maybe dragging it into the bed is death. Who knows what's inside the bed!

"It hurts~!" Under the pulling, Cheng Qianxun felt something tightly around her waist, almost tearing her body apart, and tears hurt out of her eyes

"Hold on!" Mike pulled out a sturdy rope and walked up and tied it in a loop under her armpit. Hogan tied the other end of the rope to the iron fence outside the window.

"No... Cheng Qianxun was so painful that he almost died, and his tears couldn't stop fluttering: "It hurts, it hurts... ”

"Bear with me." Snead yelled, "Hurry up and find a way, if you go down again, she'll be ripped off." ”

"Damn it!" Rudolph quickly took out the pistol with salt bullets from his bag, ran to the side of the bed and faced the humanoid figure covered with a quilt sticking out of the center of the bed, and his hand was holding the quilt around Cheng Qianxun's waist, aiming and shooting calmly.

"Woohoo..." With the sound of the gunshot, the salt bullet shot out, penetrating the quilt, and the quilt punched countless small holes, and the humanoid demon twisted its body in the quilt, making a sound like metal twisting, the sound was sharp and harsh, more like a fingernail scratching a glass plate...

Finally let go of my hand... Cheng Qianxun only felt that her waist was finally loosened in pain, and Sneijder immediately picked her up from the bed, hugged her and took several steps back until she leaned against the wall. (To be continued.) )