"What are you doing here?"

Ou Zheng asked the doubts in his heart.

"Find the middle point."

Bai Yanliang said without looking back.

It's the same as Xu Zhifei guessed.

And when Bai Yanliang said the meaning of his current actions, the three of them finally understood what he meant.

Thrown a little to the left, the hand on the right wall stretched out.

He who threw it a little to the right stretched out the hand on the left wall.

So...... What about the center?

At this time, Bai Yanliang suddenly beckoned, and Xu Zhifei stepped forward to help him press one end of the shoelace and straighten it completely.

Bai Yanliang pressed the other end, and the two of them measured the width of the corridor in front of them with their shoelaces.

Then, Bai Yanliang folded the measured shoelace in half and made an imprint at the midpoint.

This time, even the most stupid person understood his countermeasures.

When the stamped lace was brought to the entrance of the hallway again, the middle point of the hallway was found.

"Ready."

Bai Yanliang glanced back at the three of them, especially Ou Zheng, who was still paralyzed on the ground.

Ou Zheng got up from the ground with a sweaty face, fear and desire to survive made his pain temporarily paralyzed, Ou Zheng himself couldn't imagine that he would scream for a long time when his toes were knocked out, but he didn't scream so exaggerated when his palm was broken.

I have to say that human beings are quite "cheap" creatures.

Seeing that the three of them were ready to rush over, Bai Yanliang glanced at Xu Zhifei, nodded, and then threw the last small object along the middle point of the shoelaces, that is, the middle of the corridor......

They're moving!

Yang Xiaocan's make-up box had just been thrown into the corridor, and before it had flown a meter or two, the arms on the walls on both sides suddenly rioted wildly!

This time, because Bai Yanliang threw it out along the middle point, the arms on both sides shot at the same time!

Bai Yanliang stared at them deadly, and this time, arms stretched out on both sides of the wall at the same time, because they both believed that this was the area they should be "responsible for".

However...... For them, the arm stretched out on the opposite wall has also become a foreign object that must be destroyed at this time!

A horrific scene took place.

The arms on the left and right walls are frantically grabbing and entanglement with each other, and these arms are like independent individuals, unable to distinguish between "friend and foe" at all.

They frantically attacked each other, and the tragic and terrifying scene in front of them made Yang Xiaocan's throats and eyes sour for a while.

Immediately, they looked at Bai Yanliang like monsters, but Bai Yanliang didn't leave them time to sigh.

After these ghost hands tore each other apart and tore each other off the wall, Bai Yanliang immediately started his steps and rushed into the corridor!

The hallways were now littered with severed hands, colourful liquids, and a sickening, strong smell of blood in the air.

But at this moment, even Yang Xiaocan, who was the least courageous, rushed in after seeing Bai Yanliang rushing forward.

Everyone ignored the severed limbs all over the ground, but when they accidentally stepped on some stumbling severed hands and disgusting liquid, they still couldn't help but feel terrified.

Bai Yanliang, who rushed to the front, was the first to see the end of the corridor.

There's a door there.

A red door.

No matter how you look at it, this kind of door shouldn't be in a gallery.

No...... It should be said that this kind of gate will only exist in the ancient mansions of wealthy families.

Painted vermilion, with two huge door knockers hanging from it, this is the most typical ancient vermilion door.

A trace of uneasiness quietly appeared in Bai Yanliang's heart.

This door...... Compared to everything he had just seen, it gave him a completely different feeling.

Frankly speaking, whether it was the corridor, the hall, or the ghost crawling on the ceiling, it didn't bring Bai Yanliang a different feeling.

Even...... It's not as good as the fog set task.

But as soon as this door appeared, Bai Yanliang felt that something was wrong.

He exited the hallway and stopped in front of the vermilion door.

Then there was Xu Zhifei, and she also felt it...... Something very different from what was just now.

The door is too abrupt.

Soon, Yang Xiaocan, Ruan Jie, and Ou Zheng also came to the vermilion gate.

Unlike Bai Yanliang and Xu Zhifei, in the face of this door that exuded an ominous aura, these three people were indifferent.

It seemed that the arms on the wall were even more terrifying to them.

But...... Bai Yanliang noticed that Yang Xiaocan's expression was a little strange.

So, he asked, "Have you seen this door?" ”

Yang Xiaocan was stunned at first, then took a closer look at the vermilion door, shook his head, nodded again, and said:

"I ...... Not sure...... If this is the door, it shouldn't be here......"

As soon as Yang Xiaocan's words fell, Ou Zheng seemed to remember something, and a trace of surprise appeared on his pale face: "You mean, the news from a month ago?" ”

"What's the news?" Bai Yanliang asked.

"A month ago, when Anseong was building an underground rail transit, I accidentally dug up an ancient tomb." Ruan Jie explained, "At that time...... A photo was circulated on social media, and that photo was ...... It seems to be this door. ”

And such a thing?

Bai Yanliang glanced up at the door that exuded an ominous aura and said so...... Inside it is a tomb.

"That's not right!" Ou Zheng suddenly shouted, "A month ago...... This Rouge Gallery suddenly became famous a month ago, right? ”

His words reminded Yang Xiaocan and Ruan Jie, and the two girls thought about it, and their faces changed.

"Do you mean...... Is that the tomb under this rouge gallery...... It may have been inadvertently offended when digging underground, so the owner of the gallery with the gallery open on the ground ...... Something went wrong......"

Yang Xiaocan muttered quietly, and the more he said, the more ugly his face became.

And, as outrageous as it sounds, when you think about it, the odds of her being said are actually not low.

The owner of this gallery may well have been murdered by ghosts, so he changed his gallery beyond recognition.

In fact, it's not a haunted house at all, it's a dark house!

Those who came to visit, when they go back...... Is it really still me?

Yang Xiaocan got goosebumps.

She suddenly remembered that the reason why she and Ruan Jie came here to play was entirely because of the recommendation of a friend of the opposite sex.

But in retrospect...... At that time, whether it was his expression or body movements, he couldn't say how strange and strange it was......

Thinking of this, it was obviously not only Yang Xiaocan, but Ou Zheng's face was as white as paper.

He was attracted by a message on the Internet, the avatar of that account was pitch black, ID, user information, history, nothing could be found.

It's like an account that appeared out of nowhere.

Ou Zheng originally thought that this was a propaganda ploy for this haunted house, and he was still applauding it, but now he thinks about it.

I can't help but feel creepy.

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