With his hands stretched out in front of him, he moved his steps slowly, and with the touch of his hands, he finally passed through the maze of mirrors after walking into several dead ends.

The lights in front of me dimmed, and the surrounding props became faint.

The style that didn't match the maze just now made Ling Tian feel a little familiar, the so-called renovation was just adding a mirror maze in front of the original haunted house.

"This is too distracting."

Ling Tian muttered and walked into the passage, the old props had no scary effect at all under the substandard music, but instead made people feel like they were in a garbage recycling station, full of desolation.

Looking at the ghosts around him whose heads had been ripped off, this desolation felt even clearer.

"It seems that the operation of the haunted house is even more bleak than before."

Ling Tian sighed, there was no music from time to time, but it completely covered out the sound of his footsteps, and the occasional moving props came from time to time with a scream of deterioration.

There is only one road in the haunted house, and he is not afraid of getting lost in the slightest, so for this, he sped up.

Gradually, he also discovered that the haunted house still has some changes, that is, the occasional mirror around the passage.

Ling Tian accidentally saw the mirror and was startled by himself in the mirror, which was the only time he came back this time.

Soon, through the familiar cafeteria scene, he walked to a relatively empty space, and unlike the inferior props just now, the layout here seemed to be a different style.

The ground was full of real dead leaves, rustling when stepped on, and among the fallen leaves were torn newspapers, many of which were stained with the color of blood.

"This is good, the cost is low, and the effect is good."

Ling Tian looked around, and in the space the size of two classrooms, only the right side had a dry well.

"This is the well that the woman was talking about, right?"

With a hint of doubt, Ling Tian walked over, until now he couldn't figure out why a woman's hijab was in a dry well.

There is no trace of water in the dry well that is three or four meters long, and there is a white figure lying at the bottom of the dry well, and many places of the figure have been covered by fallen leaves, coupled with the dim light, it is impossible to see really.

Scratching his head, Ling Tian felt that something was wrong: "The dry well is so high, how can you go down?" ”

Turn on your phone and take a closer look at it with the light.

The light was not strong enough for him to see the bottom of the well, and the person lying down was a woman, prostrate on the ground, her long hair radiating to the wall of the well, although there were dead leaves and newspapers blocking it, she could still see the woman's graceful figure.

"This is a good job, I feel good, but it can't be her."

Ling Tian smiled self-deprecatingly, and was about to look at the wall of the well, but there was a rustling sound at the bottom of the well, as if someone was sweeping the fallen leaves with their hands.

"Organs?"

He was a little strange, there were a lot of traps in the passage just now, but when they were opened, they always made people hear the sound of the traps activating, but now, except for the slight rustling sound, there was no abnormal sound.

The light of the mobile phone shone on the bottom of the well again, and what surprised Ling Tian was that the woman at the bottom of the well had changed her posture and crawled towards the wall of the well on one side.

The long, white arms peeked out of the fallen leaves, still in a crawling position, and the radial hair changed position as the head moved forward.

"Is there really a problem? Uncle, I knew it wouldn't be that simple. ”

The light in his hand shone in the direction of the woman's crawling. Because of the angle, only a touch of red can be seen under the wall of the well.

"Hijab, not like."

The red color is attached to the wall of the well, and the material does not look like a hijab.

After thinking for a while, Ling Tian gave up his research, no matter what, he had to go down to the bottom of the well to find the so-called hijab.

Soon there was a circle of sunken gaps on the edge of the wall of the well, which allowed people to climb the stairs and go down.

There was a hint of a smile on Ling Tian's face: "I see, this design is quite ingenious, but this should be artificial." ”

With a hint of doubt, he became more and more suspicious of how there could be a connection between this place and the hijab.

The phone looked at the bottom of the well again, and he suddenly opened his mouth wide, and the woman at the bottom of the well was gone, and a few strands of long hair were exposed in the red place.

"Is it a hole? Did the woman climb in? I didn't hear a sound. ”

With a hint of vigilance, Ling Tian went down the depression of the well wall, which was not as difficult as he imagined, and soon, his feet stepped on the fallen leaves and stood at the bottom of the well.

The hair that was exposed was gone, and Ling Tian finally saw clearly what that red was.

It was a large red coffin, and the thin side of the coffin board had fallen off, revealing the bright red background and the dark hole inside the coffin.

Thinking of the woman who had just climbed in, Ling Tian took a few steps back and used his mobile phone to shine a picture into the coffin.

In the light, a pale face was slightly raised, looking at him with scarlet eyes.

"Damn."

Ling Tian was unprepared, and was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up.

"Uncle, I hate being so sudden and scary."

Depressed for a while, Ling Tian squatted down again. The light shone into the red coffin, but the figure had disappeared without a trace.

"Specifically here to scare me?" He shrugged his shoulders contemptuously, and then became depressed: "This is not going to let me climb in." ”

After struggling for a long time, he still bent down and climbed into the coffin.

There is a faint smell of corpses in the whole coffin, and under the light of the mobile phone, you can also see the yellowish humanoid silhouette at the bottom of the coffin.

When his feet disappeared on the edge of the coffin, there was a soft sound, and the coffin that had fallen off flew directly back to the gap.

Ling Tian felt that it was dark in front of him, and before he could make a move, he felt his body sway along with the entire coffin, and the sound of musical instruments came from the surroundings, not mournful music, but festive music.

It didn't take long for the coffin to be lowered with a muffled sound, and a strange sound came from the surroundings, and a male voice presided over the ceremony as if singing. Only then did Ling Tian realize that this was actually a secret marriage, and he was the protagonist.

The ceremony lasted for a long time, and when the surroundings were quiet, Ling Tian tried to push the coffin lid, but what he didn't expect was that the originally heavy coffin lid was easily pushed open.

This is a new room, the door is closed, the dragon and phoenix red candle on the table on one side is burning, and Ling Tian is not the only one in the room, on the wooden bed on the side, there is a woman sitting, wearing a big red wedding dress, with a big red hijab on her head.

The woman seemed to be nervous, and her body kept shaking.

Ling Tian was a little ignorant for a while, he had imagined the scene of fighting with ghosts countless times, but he didn't expect that what he saw would be this scene.

Looking at the red hijab, he said, "Uh, can you hear me?" ”

Ling Tian was a little nervous, it was the first time he had come into contact with such an environment, and he even felt a hint of shame.

The woman nodded, but did not speak, and the awkward atmosphere made Ling Tian decide to cut through the chaos quickly.

"I want your hijab, is that okay?"

The woman nodded again, Ling Tian didn't talk nonsense, and walked over vigilantly step by step, and then quickly grabbed the hijab on the woman's head.

The hijab was removed, and a pretty face that captivated the country and the city appeared in front of him, but before he could see it clearly, there was a trance around him.