Jun Bi and Meng Jingheng walked behind, completely unaware of the inexplicable strangeness between Lu Che and Song Wenyin. After a morning of getting along, they played crazy together, and they had long forgotten the embarrassment of the previous few days, and returned to their previous intimate state.

At this time, Meng Jingheng hooked Junbi's neck with a big grin, and almost hugged her whole person into his arms. Jun Bi didn't care, holding up the playground manual, half-tilting his head, leaning on Meng Jingheng's chest, and discussing with him where to play in the afternoon.

At first glance, the two look like a little couple chattering. Sometimes they disagreed, and they would fight again, and Meng Jingheng owed her hand to pull Junbi's ponytail in exchange for a heavy blow to her elbow. Every time there is an argument, it often ends in Meng Jingheng's failure.

Listening to the laughter behind them, Lu Che and Song Wenyin became quieter and quieter, although their hands were still holding together, their palms were cold. What exactly went wrong?

After a brief lunch, the four of them decided to go to a haunted house after discussion.

The haunted house in this playground is a bit special, divided into two places, one is a regular haunted house, which is included in the ticket like the others. The other is built in the northwest corner of the amusement park, which is known as the scariest haunted house in the country, and you need to buy a separate ticket to enter.

According to Junbi's idea, it's good to kill the big one directly. However, taking care of Song Wenyin's feelings, they still decided to go to the small one to feel the atmosphere first.

The gloomy feeling created by the exterior of the haunted house building is still particularly bluffing, and the way to play is to take a special car to enter, and you will come out after a walk. There were four people in two rows in front and back, and they just happened to be in one. Jun Bi and Meng Jingheng sat in the front, while Lu Che and Song Wenyin sat in the back.

When the car started, Song Wenyin still clenched Lu Che's hand with some uneasiness. She seems to have a cheerful personality, but she is actually fragile inside, curious and afraid of haunted houses. Lu Che patted her hand as a sign of comfort.

The trolley on the track starts, and the start of the train clicks. They slowly drove into the darkness through a blackout, deliberately aged curtain. It can be seen that the playground is also attentive, at least the surrounding props are not too shoddy, and some of them look a little realistic.

Junbi pulled Meng Jingheng's arm and complained excitedly: "Look at this, does it look like a broken watermelon?" "That model doesn't work well, it's a bit fake." "It's a little darker red here to look like blood."

The two of them commented all the way, and talked about the props in the haunted house, and Song Wenyin, who listened to it, couldn't be afraid.

After the burial ground ahead, they came to the so-called zombie hut. As soon as they entered it, a black, circular object smashed into the heads and faces of the four of them. In the darkness, strands of filaments spread around these objects, resembling severed heads in shape.

Song Wenyin narrowly dodged one, couldn't help but turn pale, and hurriedly drilled into Lu Che's arms in horror. Lu Che dutifully protected.

Meng Jingheng was agile, and the round object couldn't touch him at all, so he could only dangle alone with a little sadness.

And when she got to Junbi, from the first ball smashed towards her, she calmly stretched out her hand, snapped it back, and then knocked it away one after another.

The soft feel tells Junbi that this is just a ball of yarn dangling with the thread dangling. After all, it is a small haunted house, and it is not equipped with special actors, and it relies on props to scare people.

Junbi and Meng Jingheng spent the whole time bored, but decided to go to the big haunted house to have a look. What is puzzling is that Song Wenyin, who was frightened, also chose to go with him. Even though the three of them persuaded each other, she still insisted on her decision. There was no way, the four of them could only come to the haunted house in the northwest corner together.

Compared to the previous room, this haunted house has three floors and looks like an abandoned hospital. The dilapidated iron gates, mottled walls, and the words "Building No. 1" are particularly distinct, and the traces of the dazzling red paint flowing out are like the color of blood, creating an eerie atmosphere. The gate was open wantonly, and when you looked inside, it was dark and bottomless, like the huge mouth of a monster.

Junbi immediately became interested and eager to try.

There are many people who come to visit, and there is a queue outside the haunted house. The staff in the uniforms of doctors and nurses, all with gloomy faces, half-lifted their eyelids when they were charging, handed over a piece of paper torn from a tattered medical record book, on which were written crookedly the names of the patients, that is, the names of the people who came to play with the haunted house.

Sure enough, there is a fee to enter, and this haunted house is much more exciting at first glance.

The four of them bought tickets and came to the entrance of the haunted house.

The gloomy staff gave the two of them a flashlight, confiscated their phones in accordance with the rules of the game, and placed them in a special storage locker.

The game is limited to one hour, and if you don't get out of the hospital within the allotted time, there will be a special staff member who will be responsible for bringing you out safely.

Each of them has a communicator that they can use to contact the staff to end the expedition early or extend the time of the expedition. Of course, there is no refund for early termination, but there is an additional fee for extending the time.

The number of people entering the haunted house at a time must not exceed two people, so Lu Che and Song Wenyin can only enter after ten minutes before Junbi and Meng Jingheng can enter, which is also the way the staff takes to disperse the haunted house experiencers.

Unlike Song Wenyin, who was so scared that his face turned white, Junbi and Meng Jingheng were so excited that their eyebrows were flying.

The setting of the hospital is said to be based on a prototype of a private hospital that used to illegally sell human organs, and most of the patients admitted to this hospital have been subjected to inhuman abuse.

As soon as you enter the hospital, you can feel the atmosphere here is completely different from the previous haunted house.

The empty and dilapidated corridors, piled up with dust and rotten wooden planks, must be carefully observed with every step. It was a warm spring day outside, but when I walked into the building, there was a terrible chill. Jun Bi and Meng Jingheng involuntarily moved closer to each other.

The small flashlight could only illuminate the dim circle in front of him, and the white light fell on the half-hidden door of the ward, making it more and more eerie.

Junbi was originally walking side by side with Meng Jingheng, but when she walked through a narrow corridor, she accidentally tripped over debris on the ground, but fortunately, Meng Jingheng grabbed her in time.

Jun Bi stumbled a few steps, Meng Jingheng couldn't stand it, and directly reached out to hold her and protect her in his arms. "Excuse me." He complained, but he still held Jun Bi's slightly cool hand tightly.

Junbi didn't wear much today, and it was quite warm outside, so it was inevitable that he would get a little chill when he entered the haunted house. And Meng Jingheng's palm is dry and warm, providing her with a steady stream of heat, which is inexplicably reassuring. The corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she didn't say much, nor did she withdraw her hand.

The first floor of the hospital is supposed to be a rudimentary atmosphere, and there are no inexplicable creatures such as ghosts played by staff. With the simple map distributed, the two successfully reached the second floor.

The second floor is known as the concentration of operating rooms, and many patients who have had their organs removed have died tragically on those cold operating tables. This layer is simply full of energy.

As the two stepped up the stairs, they were confronted by a pale male patient in a hospital gown, with a twisted posture and slow steps.

Jun Bi and Meng Jingheng hurriedly took a few steps back and held their breath.

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