"This is the diary of the owner of the haunted house? Do you want to record the killing? ”

Shao Wen also suspected that this was a prop, but the content in the diary was so real that just looking at it gave him a feeling of horror and immersion.

Even if the contents of the diary are fictitious, the person who can write them is definitely not a normal person.

Taking a deep breath, Shao Wen wanted to put the diary down, but something happened that scared him even more.

His body seemed to lose control, his hands turned the pages, his eyes fixed on the handwriting on the blood-colored diary, he couldn't even take his eyes off it, the diary seemed to suck his soul in.

His body temperature was getting lower and lower, Shao Wen felt that the words in the diary had turned into blood-red symbols, the voices of countless dead people appeared in his ears, and a pair of arms stretched out from the corner of the room to grab his body.

His teeth began to tremble, the sound of his heartbeat was infinitely amplified, and Shao Wen's hand finally turned to the blank page of the diary.

Just when he thought it was finally over, drop after drop of blood fell on the diary, like a life falling from a high altitude, leaving dazzling blood flowers on the ground.

The red blood seeped into the paper, and a paragraph appeared on the blank page of the diary: "*year*month*day, someone saw the story I wrote, and I am now going to write him into my story." ”

The countless arms that were grabbed on his body all began to exert force, Shao Wen felt that his body was about to be torn apart, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, he could only watch himself being dragged into the storybook, and when he turned back for the last time, he was extremely horrified to find that his body was still in place!

"Meow."

A cat meow sounded in the house, and Shao Wen seemed to wake up from a dream, his eyes widening suddenly.

He came back to his senses, his hands pressed against his desk, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.

Closing the diary for the first time, Shao Wen's arm is still trembling until now: "Is it because my psychological quality is too poor?" ”

Unable to use his legs, Shao Wen thought about it again and again, and finally decided to take the diary with him: "It's time to go to the next room." ”

Pushing his glasses, Shao Wen leaned on the door of the staff lounge and listened for a while, and after waiting for no movement outside, he pushed the door and walked out.

He leaned against the wall and entered the bathroom of the haunted house.

Scanning the surroundings, Shao Wen's gaze quickly focused on the door of the toilet cubicle.

The wooden door was carved with a hideous ghostly pattern.

"Is this the door?" Shao Wen slowly approached the toilet cubicle, he shook the wooden plank, and found that the door of the cubicle was very sealed and could not be opened at all: "Bingjie wants something behind the door, but this door is sealed, and he can't enter at all." ”

He crouched down and looked inside from the small hole in the door, which was a deep red.

"Blood?"

He glanced uncertainly into the small hole again, and this time a rolling eye appeared on the other side of the hole!

"Something!" Shao Wen sat on the ground for a moment, and before he could react, a loud bang came from behind him.

"Bang!"

The bathroom door was closed, and Chen Ge walked out from behind the door with a skull-crusher hammer: "It seems that you are indeed breaking the idea of this door." ”

"What do you want to do? Don't come here! Shao Wen looked at the skull-crusher hammer in Singer Chen, and his intuition told him that it was definitely not an ordinary haunted house prop.

"This is a haunted house, you just shout at the top of your lungs, and people outside will only think you're having fun." Chen Ge waved his hand, and Mennan appeared from behind Shao Wen: "Stun him, then take him underground, and try Zhang Yi's ability on him to see if you can eliminate those unpleasant memories." ”

"Okay." Mennan seems to treat Shao Wen as Chen Ge, and he is extremely ruthless today.

Chen Ge stood by and watched silently, he was thinking about another thing: "Why did these people run to my haunted house to find the door?" ”

"Now I'm at odds with the fetus, the cursed hospital, and Jamin, which of these three tourists are on their side?"

The underworld is a fierce god, and it has not been fully born, and the cursed hospital is a four-star scene, and it should not be able to manipulate tourists to come and test it during the day, so only Jia Ming would do such a thing.

"Although Jia Ming is a man, the real danger is the evil soul in him. The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, and after he was cornered, he might abandon Jia Ming's body and hide in another person's body. Chen Ge has met all kinds of difficult opponents, and he never sticks to a certain framework when thinking about problems.

"Chen Ge, this guy is just an ordinary person, he has not been possessed, nor has he been treated as a substitute ghost, he is just simply stupid." Mennan looked at the blood-red "diary" hidden in Shao Wen's clothes, and added: "The hopelessly stupid kind." ”

"Take him to Zhang Yi." Chen Ge picked up Zhang Ya's bedtime storybook, he didn't pay attention to it when he first got the reward for this task, he just really regarded it as a bedtime storybook and flipped through a few pages in his free time.

After Shao Wen accidentally read this book this time, Chen Ge discovered the horror of this book, it is not only extremely dangerous for ordinary people, but also Mennan and red high heels dare not touch it casually.

"No one told me that this book was so horrible, and you guys were enough."

Chen Ge put Zhang Ya's bedtime storybook into the compartment of his backpack, he didn't know exactly what the book was for, but he always felt that he could use it in the future.

Carrying his backpack, Chen Ge entered the ghost changing room to find a piece of clothing to put on, then contacted the ghost on his mobile phone and went straight to Shen Bingjie and Ling Feijie.

……

In Duyang Middle School, Wu Jinpeng gradually found that Shen Bingjie and Ling Feijie were not quite right, they were different from ordinary tourists, especially that Shen Bingjie, who hardly felt scared, although he occasionally screamed, but he could always adjust his state within two or three seconds.

What made Wu Jinpeng feel even more strange was that these two people would run over and push the door whenever they saw it, and after pushing it open, they didn't go in, and ran directly to the next door.

"It's the first time I've seen such a tourist, isn't it ......" Wu Jinpeng narrowed his eyes: "Is this the real high-level play?" ”

He and the two medical students followed behind, and they didn't see Shen Bingjie's iron-blue face.

At this moment, Shen Bingjie's face was hideous, gritting her teeth, and she kept muttering: "It's careless!" I never expected that the two-star scene would be full of real ghosts, so are the three-star scenes and four-star scenes going to start stuffing red clothes into them? ”

Using a red-clothed ghost to scare tourists, Shen Bingjie couldn't even think of this kind of thing, but today she found out that real people would do it.

"There are comments on the Internet that such haunted houses are not scary? I'm Gan! It's definitely a trap! ”