Not long after Huang Mao entered the courtyard, two children with blood-red faces poked their heads out of the sedan chair.

Such a strange and terrifying scene, Bai Qiulin walked by the sedan chair as if he hadn't seen it.

The white paper lantern hanging on the door shook a few times and then suddenly went out, and the old house became even darker.

White characters were posted on the walls, and Huang Mao stood alone in the courtyard: "This room is much bigger than the ones I've been to before, and there must be a lot of organs." ”

He is bold, but it doesn't mean that he is stupid, the atmosphere in the house is not normal, and he can already feel this.

"Yellow Star ......"

Someone was faintly shouting his name, but it was not really heard, as if it came from the main hall.

"Are you calling me?" When he listened carefully, the voice disappeared again, as if it had never been there.

"There should be a matching surround sound device, I really can't see that such expensive equipment can be installed in such a dilapidated scene."

A heart had already been raised, and Huang Mao slowly approached the main hall, and he carefully pushed the door open.

The house was hung with miserable white curtains, which was obviously a happy event, but it was like a funeral.

"It's really a secret marriage, I've played similar scenes, it's nothing new."

"Yellow Star ......"

Huang Mao was talking to himself, and the strange voice sounded again in the middle of his speech, and this time he heard it more clearly.

"This voice is somewhat familiar!"

It was a strange feeling that the person who called him by name should be an acquaintance in his life, but he just couldn't remember who that person was.

The dilapidated old house, the paper money all over the floor, and the white characters on the walls, the surrounding environment has not changed much, but the feeling to Huang Mao is a little different, and it seems to be a little more gloomy.

A gust of wind suddenly blew behind him, his neck was cold, and Huang Mao turned his head suddenly: "Who?" ”

"What are you panicking about? It's me. Bai Qiulin put one hand in his pocket and spun around the room.

Seeing that it was other tourists, Huang Mao breathed a sigh of relief: "Did you hear a woman talking just now?" ”

"Nope." Bai Qiulin looked at the various arrangements in the house, but he never went too far from the door.

"I heard my name being called." Huang Mao glanced out of the door, and two children with blood-red faces at the gate jumped up and ran over: "There are people outside!" ”

Bai Qiulin also glanced at the gate, and there was only an empty street outside the gate: "Are you sick?" Who's there? ”

"! What a thing! Two children, with something painted on their faces. Huang Mao tried his best to describe the appearance of the two children.

"Do you think a haunted house would ask such a young child to pretend to be a ghost? If it's not a dummy prop, you're looking at it wrong. ”

When Bai Qiulin retracted his gaze, two more children poked their heads out of the gate.

"I read that right!" This time, Huang Mao happened to look at the two children, and he rushed out with an arrow: "I'll catch them for you later!" ”

Huang Mao rushed to the door in one breath, but the two children disappeared again, and the street was empty, except for the paper money all over the ground, only the sedan chair was gently shaking.

"What about people? It's weird, it's only a few seconds for me to run out, where can they go? ”

"Yellow Star ......"

Huang Mao shuddered suddenly, and the woman's voice came from his ears again: "Why is that voice closer to me after I ran outside?" It felt like they were lying in my ear and saying it to me. ”

He took out his phone's lighting to find the hidden speaker, but as soon as he turned on the flashlight that came with his phone, a woman's voice came from his ear.

"Yellow Star ......"

The voice was closer, and it felt like it was going to drill into the depths of his head.

"Evil door, too evil door." Huang Mao has visited many haunted houses, and it is the first time he has encountered such a situation: "You can't stay alone, get the wedding dress and hurry to meet Sister Mao." ”

Turning around and returning to the main hall, Huang Mao suddenly found something even more terrifying - Bai Qiulin was gone! A big living person disappeared silently!

"What about people?"

A rare emotion spread in Huang Mao's heart, and he felt a trace of fear.

"Bai Qiulin!" Huang Mao shouted the name of the tall and thin man, and he slowly walked into the bedroom.

This room is different from the other rooms, the bed quilt is bright red, but it doesn't seem to feel a trace of festivity, but it feels a little bloody, as if it is not paint, but blood.

"It looks like a girl's boudoir, the wedding dress should be here, right?" Huang Mao took a few more steps forward, and thin red threads fell from the ground, which stood out among the white paper money all over the ground.

He walked over the red threads and walked to the bed, where the big red pillows and futons were thrown together, and there were needles and threads, scissors and other messes on the bed, but there was no wedding dress he was looking for.

In the place where the wedding dress should have appeared the most, but he didn't see the wedding dress, Huang Mao gritted his teeth: "I knew it wouldn't be so simple." ”

When he lifted the bedding on the bed, he could clearly see patches of blood, as if it were real.

"Huang Xing, look down ......"

When Huang Mao was intently rummaging, the woman's voice appeared directly in his mind without warning.

When people are highly nervous, they will be startled when they are tapped on the shoulder, let alone a voice ringing directly in their heads.

Huang Mao almost sat on the ground, he held on to the bed with one hand, very nervous.

Taking a deep breath, he clenched his hands into fists: "It's not like a sound effect!" It's definitely not a sound effect! ”

He twisted his arm, and his heart pounded: "That voice just said one more thing, right!" She said look down! ”

Looking downward, Huang Mao noticed that all the red threads in the room were extending from under the bed.

"Under the bed?"

His Adam's apple quivered, and he slowly crouched down, grasping the edge of the bed with one hand and the ground with the other, his head tilted to look under the bed.

His gaze kept moving downward, every nerve of Huang Mao was tense, he gritted his teeth, and when his head was about to reach under the bed, a hand suddenly stretched out!

"Groove!"

Huang Mao sat down on the ground, supporting his body with his hands, and kept crawling back, his eyes were full of horror: "It seemed to be a severed hand just now!" No arms, only one hand! ”

He hadn't shaken off the sudden shock when something suddenly hit him on the back.

Turning his head to look, Huang Mao found that it was Bai Qiulin standing behind him: "You are so scared to death!" Where did you just run? ”

"Just took it around, by the way, what did you see under the bed?" Bai Qiulin asked curiously.

"A severed hand, which doesn't feel like someone is manipulating, suddenly comes out from under the bed." Huang Mao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his calves were still trembling: "We have to get out of here quickly, you come and pull me." ”

After Huang Mao finished speaking, he grabbed Bai Qiulin's left hand directly, but he grabbed it empty.

Holding Bai Qiulin's empty sleeves in his hand, Huang Mao's expression was a little sluggish, and his mind couldn't turn for a while: "You, where are your hands?" ”

His neck was bent and twisted, as if he had suffered a huge impact from a fall from a tall building, Bai Qiulin's seven orifices oozed blood, and he looked at his empty left arm sleeve with a happy smile on his face.

"yes, where's my hand?"