Chapter 243: The Butcher

I looked at the sudden change of my eyeballs, my heart trembled, and I hurriedly took a few steps back.

"What's going on?"

The temperature around me began to drop rapidly, and the cold was approaching, so I felt uneasy and hurriedly knocked on the door next to me: "Open the door!" Open the door! It's me, the one who saved you before! Open the door! Something is coming! ”

After many shots, the woman's screams stopped, and the room fell silent.

After a while, a frightened voice came from inside: "Is it you...?" ”

"It's me, open the door!"

The air was getting colder and colder, all the eyeballs on the ground were coming towards me, and the blood on the ground seemed to be alive, flowing everywhere, and the atmosphere became very strange.

Immediately after, I heard footsteps at the end of the hallway.

The voice was unhurried, but it was very crisp and clear, echoing around the pitch black, and the nerves of the whole person instantly tensed.

"Hurry up! Open the door! I knocked a few more times, and then the door slowly opened a crack, and half of the woman's face was revealed, looking at me with a frightened look in her eyes.

I hurriedly pushed the door open and walked in, then closed the door with my backhand.

The room was pitch black, and the woman was trembling beside me, her mouth repeating as if she were chanting: "It's coming, it's coming, it's coming..."

Even when we hid in the house, through a door, the footsteps outside were already clear, approaching us step by step.

"Who is it?" I listened to the voice and held up my phone to ask her.

She looked at me in horror, her eyes were full of panic, and her mouth was open for a long time, but she couldn't speak.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll protect you." I saw that she was so frightened, I could only try to calm her down first, and the footsteps outside the door got closer and closer, and my whole heart also tugged at it.

The whole process lasted about ten seconds, as long as a dozen hours, and I listened to the footsteps outside the door getting closer and closer, until I came to the door and stopped.

Behind the door I clenched my axe tightly, my palms covered with sweat.

There was a man standing outside the door, I don't know who it was, but its footsteps were obvious, and it stopped here.

We were separated by a door, and no one broke the ice first, and the atmosphere became even more eerie.

"Who the hell is this man?" I was nervous: "I've been encountering all kinds of strange things since I entered the amusement park, and I don't know what the connection is, and it seems to be getting more and more happening." ”

I was thinking about it when I suddenly said, "Bang! Boom! Boom! There was a knock at the door!

The sound was soft, the tempo was slow, and after a few clicks, it seemed to be unresponsive, and then turned away.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the woman and I were in the room, and the heart that had been clenched slowly relaxed.

"Who the hell was just outside the door?" When the others left, I went to ask the woman again.

She shook her head, as if she was scared, and her voice trembled: "I... I don't know... But they all call it a butcher..."

"Butcher?" I was stunned for a moment when I heard the name, and something suddenly flashed through my mind.

"I remember that Wang Qiang seems to have told me that among the four ghost guests, there is a painter, a magician and a breeder, and the last one seems to be a butcher, could it be it?!"

I was extremely shocked in my heart, and my mind was a little confused for a while: "Could it be just a duplicate name?" ”

The fat boy's voice suddenly sounded in his head: "Not necessarily, the painter and the butcher are both from the ghost guest organization, and it is not impossible for the two of them to appear in the same place." ”

I still know about the painter, but I don't know about this butcher at all.

I was standing behind the door thinking, and when the woman saw that I hadn't spoken, she suddenly asked, "You... What is your name? ”

"Poor." I was interrupted by her train of thought and replied.

"My name is Yang Xiaoxiao..."Her sudden self-introduction made me stunned for a moment, looking at her, her face was full of injuries, and her hair was extremely messy.

I had a lot of doubts in my heart, so I asked her, "Why are you in such a place?" ”

At the mention of this, she seemed to be in pain, her expression changed, and she said, "I... I don't know..."

"Don't know?"

"I don't remember how I got here," she recalls, "but the last thing I remember before I came here was that I received an online message about the opening of the amusement park, saying that I was one of the lucky ones and had been granted a free experience." ”

"And then you're here?"

"Nope." She waved her hand and shook her head, and said eagerly: "I didn't come because I don't like amusement parks..."

"Didn't come? So how the hell did you get here? ”

"I really don't remember... I just remember the last thing, which is that I received the message. ”

I didn't look like she was lying, and I felt more and more confused and confused.

"I received news related to the amusement park on the Internet, I didn't participate, but I still came here, are the people here all receiving the same news about the amusement park as you?"

She said in an uneasy tone, "There's another person in the same cage as me... But he's not like me, he came here on his own..."

"Coming to this kind of place yourself?"

"He said that he was under a lot of pressure at work in those days, and he also received news from the amusement park, claiming that he was the lucky one, so he came to relax, but he didn't expect to be knocked unconscious by someone as soon as he came here, and when he woke up, he was already locked in a cage."

"How long have you been here?" I asked her.

"It's been a long time," she looked pained, "I've been in a cage and haven't gone out, and there were several people with me, but then, they were all taken away by the man with the pig's head mask and never came back." ”

"It will bring us food every day, and it looks very disgusting, but if we don't eat it, it will cut us with a knife, and the man I am holding with will be killed by it as a knife..."

As she spoke, her shoulders trembled violently, her mood swinging, and her voice panicked.

I tried my best to comfort her, but I felt very depressed.

"These people have taken you to an amusement park for no purpose other than to simply enjoy the thrill of torture? There are also those who have been made into wax figures, there are a lot of them, how many people have they arrested here? ”

In the entire amusement park, I am afraid that all the people who are wandering away now are unjust souls.

"Torturing people is not like a painter's style." Fat boy said suddenly: "Do you think it is strange, from the time we came in until now, the amusement park is full of bloody scenes, and about the artist's work, it is rare." ”

"That's right, the painter is a self-described artist, combined with the ghosts hidden in the previous paintings, what it does, horror can be said to be counted, but blood, it's really not, but everywhere in this amusement park, it's bloody, it's really not like its style."

"Who are you talking to?" I was talking to the fat boy, and Yang Xiaoxiao heard it, and looked at me suspiciously.

"Oh, I'm talking to myself."

"I heard you talking about the painter?"

"You know?" I looked at her in amazement.

She shook her head, indicating that she didn't know, but then said, "But I know that there is a place in the amusement park with a lot of paintings. ”

"Have you been?"

She gritted her teeth and nodded: "I and the people in the cage once tried to escape, and accidentally went to that place, but then we were caught back..."

"Where?"

"I remember, we were running along a small road, there were a lot of balloons on the road, and I don't remember the specific direction and location..."

"Balloon..."I silently wrote down these words in my mind: "It seems that there are still many puzzles in the amusement park, and by the way, all of you have been brought here, isn't there anyone outside calling the police?" ”

"I don't know..."

She really can't remember anything, and many people should be like her, who was inexplicably regarded as a "lucky person", and then didn't even know how she got here.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry, I'll get you out." I gave her a promise and was ready to open the door and go out.

She was stunned when she heard this, looked at me blankly, and suddenly wondered, "Can I ask you a question... Why should you come here? Is it the same as me..."

"It's similar in nature, but I'm here to find someone."

I remembered what the prisoner had said before: You have been looking for so long and you can't find your parents, and that's because the artist probably sealed them in the painting, hiding them somewhere.