"According to what you say, that buddy in the mall surnamed Xu probably really ran out of that haunted house."

"I'm just guessing, come with me tomorrow."

"How can I say that I was in there today, I always felt like someone was staring at me."

"Tomorrow...... Eh, you're a hairy man. ”

"Didn't I say you can't shoot?"

"Yes."

I'll chirp, chirp.

The next day, after breakfast, I came to the hospital early.

The façade in reality is much more humble than the one on the poster.

And there was also a job advertisement.

As I descended the ramp, I saw a man and a woman sitting behind the desk.

The two of them exchanged ears and didn't know what they were muttering.

Seeing me coming, the girl stood up and straightened her overalls.

"Hello sir, do you want to experience our haunted house escape?"

"Yes, but I'd like to wait a little longer and learn more about this thing, after all, I don't know anything, and I'll be scared in the past."

"Sir, we don't allow people with mental illness or high blood pressure to enter this game, I'm sorry."

"I'm not mentally ill, I don't have high blood pressure, I'm like understanding, please give me a poster."

"Yes sir."

I took the poster and sat down in the chair next to me to look through it.

There are hospital corridors, laboratories, operating rooms, pharmacies, consultation rooms, anyway, the hospital has it, they have it all.

In the middle section, there are some cells, and there are some 'psychopaths' in white, and then there are Chinese zombies, the kind of ghosts in blue clothes in the old corpses of mountain villages, which are quite scary anyway.

The poster is not thick, and it doesn't take a few clicks to finish.

In one corner of the last page, I saw a doll.

At that moment, my heart jerked up.

Sakurako Inoue?

The poster in my hand fell to the ground, and I patted my chest and muttered impossible.

She was killed by Zhang Zhenren at the beginning, how could she still be here.

Maybe......

It was just an ordinary doll.

"Sir?"

Sensing someone pushing me, I slowly raised my head.

The waitress smiled professionally and asked me if I needed help.

I declined her offer and left the place.

When I came outside, I bought a bottle of water and went well.

I feel a lot more comfortable.

As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, I felt a hand crawl over my shoulder.

In the spirit of reaching out in the army for many years.

I hammered back with an elbow.

Feeling blocked, I kicked my leg backwards.

Then the whole person jumps up and does a roundhouse kick.

Only then did I realize that it was the old Taoist priest.

My foot collided with his fist, and I took several steps back to steady myself.

I'm a little surprised, this old guy is good, even if he has good skills, his physique is so tough.

"Senpai, I thought it was ...... just now"

"No need to explain, you are much more pleasing to the eye than the other little bastard, and your kung fu is not bad, I will accept you as an apprentice, are you willing?"

Thinking of the time when I worshipped the mountain gate in Maoshan Mountain, except for Sanmao Zhenjun, no one could stand my worship.

I looked at the old Taoist priest and politely declined the request.

The old Taoist goatee glared, said a straw hat to look at pig X, and after not being able to see the height of his eyebrows, he walked into the haunted house.

I was stunned, and it seemed that he knew about it.

With him, my safety is at least guaranteed.

I heeled.

When the old Taoist priest paid the bill, I paid the bill first, and said to the waiter with a smile that this is my master.

Ignoring their strange gazes, the old Taoist priest led me into the entrance of this haunted house.

It's like a hallway, it's long, but it's narrow, and it's the limit for two people to stand side by side.

"Boy, how did you figure it out? But since you are willing to worship me as a teacher, then I will teach you all what I have learned in my life, but there is one thing, that is, every ghost must be killed, a ghost is a ghost, people and ghosts have different paths, there is no human nature, and ghosts should die. ”

"Okay."

I echoed him as I shone around with the dim flashlight in my hand.

"Stinky boy, I'm talking to you."

He slapped me on the head.

I scratched the spot where he had beaten me and listened carefully to what he was saying.

Suddenly, his hand was across my chest.

"Where have we been?"

"I don't know, you just let me listen to you."

"Go back."

After about ten steps back, a fence appeared in front of us.

Across the fence, it was half a wall, but it was hollowed out underneath, and it seemed that we were going to get in.

Halfway through the wall, we came to a small room of less than 20 square meters.

There were three beds in there, and there were people lying there.

It's just that the white cloth covers the body, and it is not clear whether it is a real person or a dummy.

"Boy, go and open the way for the teacher."

"Why aren't you going?"

"It's not a secret, the teacher has a heart attack, and the teacher is here to catch ghosts, and people are scared and scared to death."

“……”

I was a little helpless, so I reached out and lifted the curtain.

As soon as it was lifted, a woman with a cloak and a bloody face rushed out.

I was taken aback and subconsciously stepped back.

Suddenly, on the bed behind me, the man sat up and grabbed my arm with both hands.

I opened my mouth, and two fangs bit down on my neck.

"Apprentice."

The old Taoist priest came over and punched the man who was holding my arm in the face.

It's strange that this man didn't even call.

"Quick... Walk ......"

The words whispered in the mouths of the sisters who pretended to be ghosts.

It's a long and narrow corridor again.

But the hallway was a little wider than the one that came in, and there were rows of benches around it.

When I got around the corner, there were several nurses sitting in chairs.

They were all holding a bloody human head in their hands.

There is a nurse's desk around the corner, and there is also a nurse standing inside.

She looked ahead, a baby in her arms, also stained with blood, and a phone in her right hand, which seemed to be dialing something.

Ahh

Suddenly, there was a scream from behind us.

The old Taoist priest and I were both frightened.

As soon as I turned around, the nurse standing on the bench sat up, bleeding from seven holes, and she kept posing at me.

As we walked past the duty desk, the nurse's gaze followed us closely.

Because he had to pass behind her to get to the next room, he kept an eye on her.

A wry smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, and she handed me the phone in her hand.

"Sir, take your wife's call, she's lonely in the underworld."

I don't know why, this sentence reminds me of Sun Min.

I glanced at her phone in her hand, then turned around and walked forward.

Jiang is still old after all, and my abnormality is also seen by the old Taoist.

"Why are you crying? Scared to cry by the one who bit your neck? ”

"No, not really, but they've made it quite realistic."