"Why do I feel this familiar?"

Du Wei said to himself, looking carefully at the white male wax figure with a scrutinizing gaze.

He has always had a good memory.

The general plot of the books I have read in the past five or six years will basically not be forgotten, and it is even more impossible to forget the pictures and videos that have a deep impact.

But anyone who makes him familiar with it has basically met a few times or spoken.

Looking at the blurred face of the wax figure, Du Wei squinted his eyes, pulled out the silver cross dagger, and inserted it directly.

The dagger pierced into the sealing wax that wrapped the wax figure's face, and instantly felt a sense of astringency.

It's like touching the soft tissues of the human body.

Du Wei's hand paused, and he pulled out the dagger, bringing out a wisp of blood.

"Is it a person?"

Staring at the blood stained on the blade of the dagger, Du Wei's expression was very subtle.

"Bob, or is it another male?"

In the horror room, there are only these two men who have contact with Du Wei, and the others are unlikely to appear here, so they can only be one of them.

So, Du Wei simply used a dagger to cut through the sealing wax covering the wax figure's face, this time his force was very cleverly controlled, and it did not hurt the skin.

"It's you?!"

When the wax figure's face is revealed, Bob's other male companion is revealed.

Of course, he is dead.

Du Wei looked at the corpse that had been made into a wax figure, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he regained his calm and coldness.

He couldn't figure out why the body was in the wax museum.

Now in the entire horror room, everyone's links are controlled by evil spirits or ghosts, and the excitement and horror atmosphere that everyone wants to experience is real.

But even if you do encounter evil spirits and die at their hands, you shouldn't be in front of you.

"It doesn't make sense."

Du Wei said silently in his heart, and then stopped looking at the corpse that had been made into a wax figure.

When he was walking outside the wax museum before, he didn't notice the existence of evil spirits in his spiritual state.

At first, he was a little puzzled, but now that he thinks about it, this link is somewhat similar to the mummy of the living dead.

Thinking of this, Du Wei walked to the other wax figures.

Each wax figure is lifelike and has different forms.

Some are students, some are children, some are staff and adults of different statuses.

The further you go, the more frightening it becomes.

All the wax figures, from the calm posture at the beginning, became more and more hideous and terrifying.

The facial expression of each wax figure was one of horror and nervousness, and its eyes widened as if it had seen something incomparably terrifying.

Looking at the wax figure of a man in overalls, Du Wei stared at his eyes expressionlessly.

There was silence for a while......

He paused and said to himself: "The mummy of the living dead and the corpses in the Wax Museum of the Horrors are caused by evil spirits, but so far, I have only encountered one ghost, and one evil spirit, that is, with Annabelle, there are at least two evil spirits in the horror house. ”

"Are they all in the basement?"

However, there is no way back.

Du Wei took a deep breath.

Further down, there is the link between the female ghost and the evil spirit doll, as well as the area of Fierce Ghost Street where the exit is located.

No longer paying attention to these wax figures, Du Wei went directly to the entrance of the basement level.

It is a wooden door hidden on the ground in the innermost part of the wax museum, and there are scratching marks on the palms painted with red paint next to it.

When you open the door, you will see a dim staircase, with old wooden planks faintly visible.

Du Wei adjusted to the dimness and walked straight down.

Syllable...... A bang.

As the wooden door closed, a puff of dust was thrown up.

The entire wax museum has once again returned to its previous appearance, and there is a dead silence.

At this moment, all the people who had been made into wax figures turned their heads in unison and looked at the door of the ground, as if they had received some kind of signal.

……

"Babbling ......"

Walking on the old staircase, although Du Wei was already very careful, he still could not avoid the teething sound of the wooden structure of the already rudimentary staircase, when carrying itself to move.

Unlike what I imagined, the stairs are not very long, probably less than two or three meters, but because they are covered by shadows, they can't see the whole picture clearly, so it gives people a sense of length.

Da ......

Pulling the lighter, Du Wei went down the stairs and looked around.

The darkness was chilling, and the faint light of the fire could only illuminate a small space in front of him, as if everything was invisible.

The air was dreary, and the ground was full of dust.

After only a few steps forward, Du Wei turned back and could no longer see the stairs coming down.

His heart sank slightly, there was a lot of space here, but it was clear that he hadn't yet reached the horror part of the horror house.

And here......

In the state of psionic vision, there are no anomalous findings, that is, there are no evil spirits.

But this did not make Du Wei's vigilance any less.

Because he smelled the faint smell of blood.

When he majored in forensic medicine in college, he spent most of his time working with corpses except for his normal classes.

After a long time, it has basically become instinct.

After smelling the smell of blood at this moment, Du Wei looked at the pitch-black environment around him, and faintly thought of a picture in his mind.

In the darkness that he could not see, some of the corpses were either lying, standing, or stacked on top of each other, and each of them died in a very miserable and bloody state.

"Gotta pick up the pace."

Du Wei shook his head, then crouched down, and the faint light of the lighter shone on the ground around him.

He had to find a way out.

"Found it."

Under the faint light of the fire, Du Wei saw many messy footprints, although not many, but he could see that the people who came here before should have lost their minds in fear from the depression brought by the dark environment.

Then, he found the most densely packed, and it was walking in one direction, and followed it directly.

The horror house is not set up with an environment that cannot be left behind, it is only designed to make visitors feel the excitement and experience the joy of beating the level.

If a dead end is really set up, then it is playing with tourists, and it is basically impossible to be open until now.

So, with some time, you're sure to get out there.

In addition, Du Wei did not feel the existence of evil spirits, so according to normal logic, he chose the fastest path after analysis.

Three minutes later.

Du Wei touched a cold, damp iron door, and he beckoned a lighter nearby, and saw a pull ring.

Hold it and just pull it gently.

The sound of the machine running immediately sounded.

In the next second, a blinding light shone in.

Du Wei turned his face sideways, blocked the light with his hand, and after getting used to it for a while, his pupils shrank suddenly.

He saw a room in front of him that looked like it was from the middle of the last century.

It's just surprising that a lot of dolls have replaced the area where some decorations should have been placed.

And at the door of the room, a chair is placed.

In the state of spiritual vision, a woman wearing a dirty long skirt facing Du Wei was sitting on it, staring out the door expressionlessly.

In her arms, she also held a doll, about forty centimeters long, with large eyes, cheeks painted with red, and maintained the arc of a smile, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

It's Annabelle......