I looked at my brother's head and sweated, if this was a real person, wouldn't you just take people's eyes off?

He flicked off the candle in his hand and continued to walk, I hurriedly followed, the corridor was not long, but it was crowded, only the candles by the wall lit it, casting the shadows of the two of us on the wall, like monsters.

The further he went, the more restless he became, and asked him what was wrong, but he didn't know, but he always felt a sense of depression and uncomfortable.

I glanced back, and in the narrow corridor, rows of hideous faces on either side of the dim candles were unsettling, as if they had been looking at me through the walls.

After walking for a long time, they came to a door at the end, which was very dilapidated, covered with dried blood, and all kinds of shocking scratches, and at first glance it looked as if someone was struggling in pain in front of the door and did not want to enter.

"It's uncomfortable." My brother frowned and reached for the door.

"Squeak—" The door was pushed open as a cacophony of rust sounded in the darkness, revealing a sloping staircase behind it.

In the dark, I held my mobile phone to illuminate it, Liu Xin's live broadcast is still going on at the moment, and the number of fans is also growing wildly, and his popularity is getting higher and higher.

We started to go down the stairs, the fat boy will be cramped and uneasy to make people even more uneasy, and when we go down the stairs, there is a small aisle in front of us, and there is a two-way sign hanging on the aisle, which is full of dust, my brother wiped it with his hand, revealing a few white paint and whitewashed words, and a scissor pointed to the left and wrote: finished product display area.

The other head of the scissor pointed to the right and read: Data Depository.

"Which fork in the road should I take?" I rubbed the fat boy lightly, trying to soothe it.

On the contrary, Qingniang seemed much calmer, holding my brother's wrist crossed, looking around with sharp eyes, and not speaking.

"Go left." My brother hesitated unusually.

"Why not to the right?"

"There is a saying that men are left and women are right." My brother replied and began to walk to the left, I hurriedly followed and turned into the fork on the left, and after walking forward for a while, many broken candles began to appear on the ground, some thick and thin, different lengths, thrown everywhere.

"This used to be a candle factory?" I looked at the candles all over the floor and wondered, and when I walked a little further through a door, I saw a few words written on it: finished product area.

The two sides of the door are not walls, but transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, which reflects our shadows with the light of mobile phones, which looks very weird.

My brother stood in the glass and poked his head out for a long time, and suddenly said in a solemn tone: "There seems to be something in it." ”

As he spoke, he pushed open the door and walked in, and I followed behind and listened to the fat boy say uneasily: "Tu Qian, there is something wrong with this house, I can feel it, as if something is here." ”

When I heard this, I felt a chuckle in my heart, and I unconsciously slowed down, and when I entered the room, I found that there were glass counters everywhere, and there were all kinds of wax products on them!

"Wax Museum?" The first reaction that popped into my mind when I saw the scene in this room was to walk over and take a closer look at these wax products, and found that the things displayed at each counter were different.

But the strange thing is that these things, all of which are utensils on people's bodies, have heads, ears, mouths, and even arms and legs, all of which are placed separately in different places.

"Why do you put these things separately, aren't all wax figures complete? It's like a human being dismembered. "I was puzzled.

"Maybe it's going to be dismembered." My brother suddenly said in an uneasy tone: "You came to look at this head, do you think there is anything wrong?" ”

I hurriedly walked over and looked at the head my brother was talking about through the glass counter, I didn't feel anything at first, but the more I looked at it, the more panicked I became, this head was with its eyes open, and its eyes were staring out all the time, looking weird, and on his face, I seemed to see very fine hairs and pores.

"Wax figures... There shouldn't be any hair, right? I looked at my brother and felt extremely uneasy, and as soon as the words fell, suddenly there was a "grunt" behind me, as if something had rolled over and touched my heels.

I was so frightened that my whole heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I hurriedly looked back, and saw a wax figure head rolling out of nowhere, stopping at my feet, face up, staring at me with wide eyes and a strange smile, which was unsettling.

"Where did it come from?" I looked at the head and was very puzzled, and was about to bend down to pick it up, when suddenly there was a "uh" sound from the dark corner in front of me, and the sound suddenly rose, as if someone had been choked by the throat, so frightened that I immediately stood up straight, and did not dare to pick it up.

In the dim light, I saw a man standing in the corner of the wall, and because of his limited vision, I could only see a vague figure, with a slender body and strange limbs, like a monster.

When I saw the person in this corner, my heart suddenly chuckled, and I turned my head to remind my brother, but I found that he didn't know when he had walked away, and he was still looking at the counters around him with his head down, and he didn't notice the situation here.

I didn't dare to scream, seeing that he couldn't help, I stabilized my emotions and thought about it first, I actually have experience in dealing with this kind of thing, after all, it's not the first time I've encountered it, as long as this guy doesn't attack suddenly, there will be no problem.

And there must be a reason for its sudden appearance, most likely because of this head.

I thought so myself, but I was very hesitant in my heart, because the education concept I received for many years told me that I can't be greedy, don't pick up things that are not my own, and learn to return things to their original owners.

So, under the intense ideological struggle, I made a gesture and raised my foot and kicked the wax figure back on the head.

As a result, I was nervous for a moment and didn't grasp the strength, and kicked too hard, and the wax figure head flew up and smashed on the wall, shattering on the spot.

"This..."I looked at the wax head that was broken into pieces like a watermelon, and felt a little embarrassed: "I said it wasn't intentional... Do you believe it? ”

The wax in the corner of the wall rushed over like a sudden madness, and I couldn't help but stretch out a strange long hand, grabbed my collar, and at the same time raised the other hand and smashed it directly against my neck!

When I looked up, my pupils shrank, and the wax figure was holding a knife in his hand!

"Brother!" Seeing that the knife was about to be pierced in the neck, I grabbed its hand and tried desperately to resist.

When my brother heard the sound, he turned his head and looked at it, and was immediately shocked, holding the short knife left by the person who took the credit knife and immediately rushed over: "Let him go!" ”

Without thinking about it, he stabbed a knife into the wax figure's body, and his face suddenly became uneasy: "It's useless? ”

This knife pierced into the wax, just like soaking in water, it was useless and harmless, but because my brother used too much force, the whole fist was inserted into the wax man's body, and with a little effort, the wax man's waist began to crack!

Then I saw it lean back, break in half with a "snap", and fell directly to the ground, and the knife in its hand also fell to the ground.

I took the opportunity to break free and hurriedly retreated, the whole person was shocked, panting, staring down at the broken wax figure, and said uneasily: "Didn't you just kick your head, as for such a big fire?" ”

My brother wiped the knife on his face with a puzzled face: "How can this thing move?" It's not like a ghost. ”

The fat boy also sensed it, shook his head and said, "There is nothing." ”

Demon-possessed things are not so calm, they are much more vicious.

"Strange, there are no ghosts possessed, but the wax figures live on their own?" I felt uneasy, if this is a wax factory, then who knows how many of these things are in there?

And this wax figure is completely different from the upper layer, directly holding the knife and stabbing it, obviously to kill me, without the slightest discussion.

"This house is not safe, hurry up."

There was another door in the room that we didn't know where it led, so we hurriedly pushed it open and walked in, and through the porch we came to a workshop full of all kinds of equipment.

Further on, I suddenly saw a small room in front of me, with a dim light in it!

"Anyone?" I was stunned when I saw the light, and hurriedly stopped and hid in the dark: "This factory has been deserted for so many years, how can there still be electricity?" Does anyone live here?! ”

I wondered in my heart, if it was a ghost, I wouldn't need a lamp, right? Only people need light!

"Let it go and see." My brother observed.

I took out a small bottle from my pocket and opened it, and with a command, it began to "buzz" towards the room.

We didn't dare to act rashly, so we could only hide in the dark and wait, and after about a few minutes, it flew back, and said in a calm tone: "There is no one inside, but there are many wax figures." ”