The vermilion courtyard door was pushed open, and two children with blood-red faces jumped up and ran in.

They were singing nursery rhymes, blood sliding down their cheeks, and they could only see it when they were closer, and the blood-red face was not painted on the face, but carved into the flesh.

"Don't come here!" Brother Wang sat on the ground, his hands behind his back trying to grab something to block his body, but his fingertips touched something cold, he subconsciously glanced back, the corpse model that was originally buried in the soil with the lower half of his body, I don't know when it had come out, and crawled directly to him!

"Ahh

Brother Wang shouted Sister Mao's name and shouted for help.

But Sister Cat is now unable to protect herself, and the whitish ghost shadow soaked in the water tank also ran out, the ticking water droplets fell to the ground, and her swollen face was facing the two tourists in the courtyard.

The sharp female voice was about to pierce the eardrums, and Sister Mao was frightened and lost her mind, abandoned Brother Wang, and ran out of the house like crazy.

The lanterns on both sides of the street emitted a red light, and the village, which originally looked a little gloomy, completely changed its appearance in just a few minutes, almost like coming to the underworld!

Two children with painted faces chased out of the compound, the terrible nursery rhyme lingered in her ears, and Sister Cat used her hands and feet to run away in a hurry.

"Help!"

As a haunted house evaluator, she was scared and shouted for help in the haunted house, which was absolutely not expected before Sister Cat came, the slower she ran, the slower she became, the sedan ghost behind her gradually narrowed the distance, despair and fear almost devoured her.

"Why hasn't this road come to an end yet? Who's going to save me! ”

Turning a corner, Sister Mao suddenly saw a big red shroud standing in the middle of the road.

The clothes stood straight in the middle of the road, and after finding Sister Cat, it rushed towards Sister Cat without saying a word.

Her voice was already hoarse, and Sister Cat could only run desperately.

The luck of those who work hard is not too bad, and Sister Mao sees a little light in the deepest despair!

At the end of another street, there were a few dim oil lamps, the flames faint but dispelling the darkness.

"That should be the exit!"

Sister Cat tried her best to run towards the place where the oil lamps were, but as she ran, she suddenly felt a little strange, those oil lamps didn't seem to be fixed to a certain room, they seemed to move on their own!

"These oil lamps seem to float in the air?"

Chased by monsters behind her, Sister Cat didn't care to think about more things, she ran forward more than ten meters away, and finally saw the true face of those oil lamps!

Pale faces appeared behind the oil lamps, and each oil lamp was bitten in the mouth by a human head!

sprinting with all her might, Sister Mao's brain had already crashed, and her body rushed forward a few meters under the influence of inertia.

Just as she was about to crash into the headlamp, a hand grabbed her.

"Follow me!" The man's voice was cold, and he grabbed Sister Cat into an old mansion next to him, and then jumped out of a window at the back of the house.

"You are?"

"Don't talk, it's dangerous here."

Listening to the sound a little familiar, Sister Cat let the other party drag her through the two streets, and after shaking off those monsters, the two stopped.

Hiding behind the door, Sister Mao quietly looked at the person who had saved her in danger.

Her eyes moved up, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw that face.

"Bai Qiulin?!"

"Be quiet." Bai Qiulin said viciously: "What? Was it my surprise to see it? ”

Sister Mao's mind was in a mess, and she took a step back: "Xiaolan said on the phone......"

"Right, I hurt her?" Bai Qiulin said coldly: "You have all been deceived by the dirty things in this haunted house. ”

"Dirty?" Sister Mao looked at Bai Qiulin suspiciously, when the five of them went to find Zhang Lan together just now, the coffin carrying ghost put the coffin in the middle and forcibly separated the team.

At that time, Sister Mao's full attention was attracted by the coffin ghost and the sedan chair ghost, and she did not see what was happening around the corner of the street.

"You may not believe what I'm saying next, but it's true." Bai Qiulin's hoarse voice made people listen a little uncomfortable: "The couple who are with you are actually ghosts!" ”

"You say Lao Zhou and Duan Yue are ghosts?" Sister Mao's eyes widened, she really couldn't accept this fact.

"This haunted house has been open for a long time, and there has always been a haunted legend." Bai Qiulin's pupils trembled: "About a few months ago, there was a couple who, for various reasons, couldn't get the support of their family in their love, and the two finally decided to martyr, and the location they chose was this haunted house. ”

"Martyrdom?!" Sister Cat leaned against the wall, and she was already a little unsteady on her feet.

"At first, it was really nothing, but slowly more and more tourists saw the couple, who have been haunted by the haunted house since they died!" Bai Qiulin's voice was very scary: "Huang Xing was deceived by that couple, I wanted to save him, but it was too late." ”

"But on the phone, Zhang Lan said that you were hurting her, and in the end she asked Lao Zhou for help......" Sister Mao was interrupted by Bai Qiulin before she finished speaking.

"You're hopelessly stupid! When you get a call, don't you think about it with your head? Why did the phone hang up after Zhang Lan just shouted Lao Zhou to save her? If they have the ability to hang up the phone, why do they have to wait for Zhang Lan to pass on the message that I am the murderer before acting? The more Bai Qiulin spoke, the more excited he became, and his voice became a little louder.

Sister Mao has been spared, and I feel that what Bai Qiulin said seems to make sense.

"At that time, I just wanted to take the opportunity to tell Zhang Lan all this, and I specifically avoided Lao Zhou and his wife, but Zhang Lan misunderstood what I meant, thinking that I was going to harm her." Bai Qiulin's expression was solemn: "I did all this with good intentions, but I didn't expect to be used by that ghost couple!" ”

Every time Bai Qiulin spoke, the fear in Sister Mao's heart deepened, and she had already begun to waver: "It turns out that the two of them are ghosts. ”

"It's not safe here, I'll send you out first." Without giving Sister Mao a chance to continue thinking, Bai Qiulin had already opened the door of the house.

The two ran more than ten meters away along the street, and as soon as they came to the entrance of the street, they saw two figures slowly appearing around the corner under the reflection of red lanterns.

These two people are Lao Zhou and Duan Yue!

"Sister Cat?" Lao Zhou was stunned for a moment, his expression changed in a few tenths of a second, he pointed at Bai Qiulin, and looked anxious: "Leave him quickly!" That person next to you is a ghost! ”

Lao Zhou's voice directly broke Sister Mao's psychological defense, both sides were saying that the other party was a ghost, who should I trust at this time?

The footsteps unconsciously stepped forward, and Sister Mao still preferred to trust Lao Zhou.

"Don't go over! That ghost couple is lying to you. Bai Qiulin stood in place, his tone nervous, as if he himself was also afraid.

Hearing Bai Qiulin say this, Sister Mao hesitated again, her legs trembling.

"Come here! Sister Cat! Lao Zhou shouted hoarsely, as if he suddenly remembered something: "That madman ran out of a mental hospital!" He cut off his own hand! You can look at his left hand! ”

On the one hand, there is a husband and wife ghost who is martyred in a haunted house, and on the other hand, there is a madman who has just escaped from a mental hospital by cutting off his hand, and Sister Cat is standing in the middle, and she is almost completely broken!

"Who among them is lying? Who should I trust? ”