"It's that simple?" Han Qiuming and several other staff members of the Tianto Hospital thought it was incredible, the tape recorder was so large, it seemed to them that it was easy to find.

"Boss Chen, you're not kidding, are you?" Night carefully took out her little book, she has evaluated so many haunted houses, this is the first time she has seen a haunted house to find a tape recorder as an experience project.

"That tape recorder was originally taken from Tato Hospital, and I just took this opportunity to return it to them." Chen Ge locked a few waiver agreements in the cabinet, maybe he didn't know when he would be able to use them.

"Have you given up already?" Han Qiuming seemed a little disappointed.

"This way, please." Chen Ge ignored him and led the way in front, and several people walked through the corridor to the door of the zombie resurrection night scene.

"The props at the beginning of the century, it seems that they have not been maintained for half a month, the dolls are made like children's pinching, all kinds of props are piled up randomly, there is no story and plot, do you want to use such a scene to insult us?" Han Qiuming's eyes were very poisonous, and he had the problem of the zombie resurrection night at a glance.

Not to mention the staff of Tianto Hospital, even Ye Jing and Su Luoluo also felt that there were no bright spots in this scene.

Han Qiuming commented on the shortcomings of the zombie resurrection night, and stepped forward to enter it, but was stopped by the person in charge, Guo Miao.

"Lao Guo, what are you stopping me for?"

The person in charge of Tian Teng Hospital shook his head, his heart was beating fast, and he faintly felt that something was wrong: "The atmosphere in this place is very strange. ”

"What's so strange?"

"I can't say it, it's different from ordinary rooms, and it has a special feeling." The person in charge took a breath: "When I went to the hospital where Xu Zhenzhen had an accident before, I had a similar feeling. I was very panicked in broad daylight, and finally ran out after only seeing a fifth of them. ”

"Don't scare yourself." Han Qiuming shook off the hand of the person in charge and entered the zombie resurrection night.

"I didn't use this scene a long time ago, and for some reason, I kept it and didn't change it." Chen Ge looked at Han Qiuming and thought of Fei Youliang for some reason, maybe after Mr. Han visited, Fei Youliang would not feel lonely in the hospital.

Lifting the wooden plank, a cold air rushed to the ground, Chen Ge's gaze swept over several tourists, and pointed to the dark staircase: "The third ward you are going to visit is underground. ”

"Underground?"

Several tourists gathered around, looking at the stairs that led to nowhere, and an inexplicable emotion began to grow in their hearts.

There were unfinished test papers left on the burnt stairs, and there was a faint strange smell wafting in the air, which was not pungent, but it was easy to make people have bad associations.

"On the left is Dusun Middle School, on the right is the third ward, the two scenes are connected to each other, don't go wrong." Chen Ge finally admonished a few words: "These two scenes cover a very large area, so you'd better not spread them out." ”

After explaining, Chen Ge took out his mobile phone: "Find the tape recorder within twenty minutes, take it out, and the game is over." ”

Several tourists did not move, and in the end, I don't know who pushed Han Qiuming from behind, and the haunted house designer with highly myopic glasses stood up.

"Don't waste time."

At the urging of Chen Ge, several tourists stepped on the stairs into the underground scene.

After the last person entered, Chen Ge picked up the wooden board next to him and beckoned to them: "I wish you all a good time." ”

The plank closes, and Chen Ge returns to the general control room, where he has a hard time choosing the background music for the haunted house.

On weekdays, he entertains ordinary tourists, and he rarely uses the two background music, Black Friday and Wedding Dress, and only occasionally sandwiches it into the track as an easter egg.

"Han Qiuming is the designer of the haunted house, he can see at a glance the shortcomings of the zombie resurrection night, this person has real skills. The other staff at the hospital had long been accustomed to the atmosphere of a haunted house, and the general fright points could not scare them at all. Ye Jing is a professional haunted house evaluator, and he is naturally very bold, only Su Luoluo is an innocent person who was pitted in by the person in charge. ”

After Chen Ge thought about it, tourists are professionals, and it is disrespectful to them to release water at this time.

With a click of the mouse, Chen Ge hovered between the two background music: "Which one is more appropriate?" Forget it, only children will make choices, everyone is an adult, there is no need to dwell on it. ”

He added both songs to the list, then walked to the dressing room, put on a craniocrusher uniform, and touched up his makeup.

"They shouldn't have imagined that the face under the mask of human skin would be even more terrifying, right?"

After everything was packed up, the skull cranial doctor Chen Ge entered the scene of the third ward with a faceless nurse uniform.

……

The planks above his head slowly closed, seemingly insulated from warmth and hope.

The youngest Du Chao shuddered recently, and before he entered the scene for more than ten seconds, he had already begun to regret it, he shouldn't have agreed to the person in charge on impulse yesterday.

"I should learn from Sister Qin and Brother Lin, I'm still too young."

The cold wind from nowhere blew gently, and the blank test papers in the corridor on the left fluttered on the ground, making a rustling sound, and there were faint figures shaking in the classrooms on both sides, as if something had noticed them.

The light was very dim, and several tourists stood in place for a minute, and finally the person in charge, Guo Miao, stood up: "Teacher Han, you are the most experienced of us here, and we can rely on you today." ”

Han Qiuming pushed his glasses, he was carefully observing after entering the haunted house, only in terms of atmosphere and scene restoration, the horror house in the western suburbs exceeded most of the haunted houses he had seen before.

"No wonder I dare to call it the scariest haunted house in Jiujiang on the Internet, it's a bit interesting."

They stood in the hallway and looked into the distance, and at the end of the passage on the left, standing or lying, there were many strangely posed dummies.

After staring at the dummies for a while, several tourists had a creepy feeling, as if the dummies were also watching them.

"Boss, did the puppet's head on the ground just turn around?" Song An grabbed Guo Miao's forearm.

"Nope." Guo Miao's face was not too good: "But I feel that the female student puppet in the middle smiled at me." ”

"I seem to have seen it too, did she take a step this way? Why do you feel that the distance has become closer? ”

"I guess it's a delusion......

"Are you two finished?" Han Qiuming walked in front alone: "The more terrifying the scene on the left, the more beneficial it is for us, you should thank me well." ”

"Thank you for what?" Xiao Du hid in the back, thinking about whether to escape.

"That Boss Chen must not be well-intentioned! The scene on the left should be the main scene of his haunted house, which is also the most terrifying, but fortunately I saw through his thoughts in advance. Han Qiuming walked to the passage on the right, which was the door of a hospital ward, and he grabbed the doorknob with both hands: "If it weren't for me, you would have to visit the left side now." ”

"Makes sense." Xiao Du echoed.

Song An also nodded: "The scene on the left is very crazy at first glance, but fortunately, I chose the scene on the right, and Mr. Han did a good job." ”

They all walked to the right passage, only the person in charge, Guo Miao, was uneasy: "Boss Chen gives me a good impression, not like the kind of person who can lie." ”

"Whether he lied or not, let's open the door and see."

Several people stood in the middle of the passage on the right, and Han Qiuming pulled the door of the third ward open with both hands.

The rust peeled off, the iron door made a screeching sound, the strong smell of potion hit the senses, the mottled walls were left with hysterical scratches and bloody words, and screams were faintly heard from the open ward.

What's even more shocking is that on top of this endless black corridor, there are countless dummies wrapped in bedding, like raised grave bags.

"This ......"

The hands and feet were numb, and several people outside the door felt as if their bodies were frozen, their hands and feet were numb, and a cool air rushed down the spine to the top of the head.