The haunted house of this small playground looks extremely crudely made from the outside, it is a small wooden house built at random, and then several ghost and skeleton patterns are sprayed with paint on it, and a sign is hung on the top that reads "Haunted House".

This carpentry technique is not as good as Master Mianyu's craftsmanship, rough and tight, and the overall look is a bit of a street graffiti art style.

Does this thing attract customers? Mu Fei was puzzled.

Listening to Xiao Yun's father, Bai Ye chased someone to this neighborhood, but he didn't see half a figure when he walked around here.

Could it be that he was late, and they went somewhere else?

If Bai Ye really saw Xiang Li and quietly followed the other party, once the demon discovered that her situation would be very dangerous.

A few years ago, Bai Ye was not Xiang Li's opponent, and now that she is cursed and unable to use the ability of weapons, how can she defeat Xiang Li?

Mu Fei's heart became more and more anxious. Walk to the door of the haunted house and look around.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a silver-white shadow, like the light of the white night's hair that swayed as she turned around, flashing in the darkness.

Mu Fei turned his head to look fixedly, and that direction was facing the gate of the haunted house.

Did you enter a haunted house? How can it be? Mu Feixin said that Xiang Li had nothing to do in the haunted house, he must have been too nervous and saw it wrong.

Thinking of this, Mu Fei shook his head, feeling ridiculous that he had a delusion.

However, the silver light flashed again, and this time Mu Fei even saw Bai Ye's cold and perfect side face in the dark shadow of the haunted house.

It's really in it, it's not that he's mistaken about it. Mu Fei didn't have time to think about it for a moment, and immediately raised his feet and rushed into the door of the haunted house.

Although it was daytime, the haunted house was dim, and there was almost no light, only a figure moving cautiously not far in front of him.

Mu Fei walked quickly towards the figure, walked to him and stretched out his hand to pat it, but it slapped on a cold wall.

Puzzled, he leaned up his face to take a closer look, and it turned out that in front of him was a huge mirror, and the figure was actually himself in the mirror. The mirror surface of this mirror is very blurry, even if he is so close, he can't see his face clearly, just now it was far away, and the light was dim, so Mu Fei thought that he was seeing someone else.

Mu Fei looked carefully, this mirror was at an oblique angle to the door of the haunted house, and the silver shadow he saw outside the door just now was probably the reflection of this mirror.

Thinking of this, Mu Fei walked in the direction of the mirror reflection.

The winding roads in the haunted house, combined with the dim lighting, make it feel many times larger than it actually is.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly felt that his ankle was being pulled by something, and when he looked down, he saw a half-amputated arm crawling out of the dark ground, and the pale man grabbed his ankle with a hand.

The cold touch of the arm is very real, and the flesh and blood at the broken place are blurred, and the blood marks dragged behind when crawling out are indeed very similar to those that have just been cut off from a person's body, which is very terrifying in such darkness.

If it weren't for the fact that he had seen too many corpses recently, Mu Fei felt that he would definitely be frightened. I didn't expect this haunted house to look tattered from the outside, but the props inside are very finely made, and this psychological contrast can also have a certain impact on people.

Raising his foot and shaking, he shook off the human hand prop, and Mu Fei continued to walk towards the depths.

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, there was not even a sound, and Mu Fei could clearly hear the faint sound of his breathing.

Strange, if there are really people inside, why is there no movement at all?

As soon as he thought this, a strange laugh suddenly occurred next to him, and the sound of laughter echoed in the air.

Mu Fei was startled by the sudden laughter, and his body subconsciously became vigilant, looking in the direction where the laughter came from.

In the dark, a little ghost who was only about half a height, wearing a white robe and blue fangs pushed a cart towards him, Mu Fei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and secretly laughed at himself for being frightened by the props in the haunted house.

The little imp stopped in front of him after approaching, and Mu Fei's eyes widened in horror, because he found that the cart was filled with broken limbs. The broken arms, the shinks that had been severed from the knees, the bloody heads, the blood seemed to be still warm, almost spilling out of the car.

The little ghost who was originally looking ahead suddenly turned his head, making a clicking sound when his neck turned, facing Mu Fei's big blue and white mouth.

"Do you want to take a ride?" A shrill voice sounded, piercing people's eardrums.

Mu Fei was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, then the little ghost lifted the armrest of the cart hard, causing the cart to stand up, and all the limbs inside fell to the ground, and the severed limbs and stumps rolled down everywhere, and bright red liquid flowed all over the ground.

"The car is empty, let's get in the car." The big mouth on the little ghost's face closed mechanically, making a screeching sound.

This haunted house is too nasty. Mu Fei saw cold sweat dripping from his head, if ordinary people came in, they would definitely be scared to the core.

I felt something kicked on my toes, and when I looked down, I saw a woman's head rolling under my feet, her pale face peeking out of her long curly hair, two lines of blood flowing from her wide eyes, half of her jaw shattered, and her tongue slid out of her jaw, looking extremely terrifying.

The builder of this haunted house must have changed. State. Mu Fei thought to himself, these props are too realistic, and they can almost be fake in such dim light.

Just thinking about it, the little ghost actually rushed towards him with an empty car.

Mu Fei avoided sideways, and the little ghost couldn't stop pushing the cart for a while, so he rushed directly to the wall next to him, making a loud bang, and the little ghost turned into the cart by himself due to the momentum, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Wouldn't it hurt people if it hit you? Mu Fei looked at the little ghost and the cart that fell to the ground, and had doubts in his heart.

The haunted house is just the most common entertainment facility in the amusement park, which is to provide some psychological stimulation for visitors, and then bring entertainment effects. I've never heard of a haunted house with props that attack tourists.

What the hell is ...... here?

Before he could think about it, the little ghost climbed out of the cart and stood up again to face Mu Fei, a red light flashing in a pair of glass prosthetic eyes.

The little ghost opened his big mouth, made a "click" sound from his throat, bent down and jerked from the back of the cart, pulled out an iron rod about the length of his height, and swung it at Mu Fei.

This Nima is no ordinary haunted house! Mu Fei thought in his heart while hiding. Could it be that this haunted house is a trap at all? Could it be that Xiao Yun's father is Xiang Li's subordinate?

Suddenly, he stumbled under his feet, and Mu Fei accidentally stepped on the arm that had fallen from the cart just now while dodging, and before he could stand firmly, the iron rod on his head swung down.