Zhao Huanshu shrugged his shoulders and was too lazy to think about it, and followed the fat man and Tang Rou in front of him, Murong Yuhong walked beside Zhao Huanshu, glancing at him from time to time, and when Zhao Huanshu seemed to notice something, Murong Yuhong would timidly withdraw his gaze again.

Zhao Huanshu, the fat man Zhang Zhuangzhuang, Tang Rou and Murong Yuhong, the four of them are high school classmates, and they used to get along well in the class.

Zhang Zhuangzhuang and Tang Rou will be fine after graduating from high school, but what makes the fat man entangled is that now that the freshman year is over, the two have not even done it once, and Tang Rou's school is in a neighboring county, and there are not many things to meet the fat man.

The fat man with the haunted house flyer quickly had an idea in his heart, as long as he behaved awesome in the haunted house, and when Tang Rou was so frightened that he hugged himself, anyway, it would be dark at that time, and no one could see it, so he would hint at it first, and watch a movie after dinner, then he would be able to ...... Hey, hey, hey.

Zhao Huanshu and the others naturally didn't know that the fat man was paying attention, and after Zhang Zhuangzhuang nagged for half an hour, he couldn't stand his chatter, and a few people came to the park, and after struggling for a long time, they bought tickets by wrapping scissors and hammers, after all, Zhao Huanshu and Murong Yuhong were not very bold, and they were most afraid of those gods and ghosts since they were children.

The newly built haunted house in Yulin Park still has a look, the haunted house is surrounded by a wooden fence, and a shed is built on the fence, and black cloth is hung around the shed, making the environment in front of the haunted house very dim even in the daytime, and the only light is the fake fire lamp under the fence.

The style of the haunted house is like an ancient thatched house in the mountains, and the ticket window on the right side of the house is also made of wood, and even the conductor inside is wearing makeup, and his face is as white as if he has been painted with white paint.

In addition, visitors to the haunted house enter in batches, with a maximum of five people per group, and the first five people can only enter after five minutes.

When it was Zhao Huanshu's turn to break through with them, the fat man led Tang Rou and slipped into the wooden door that was also hung with black cloth.

"Keep up with them." Zhao Huanshu said to Murong Yuhong beside him, and walked in by himself.

As soon as he lifted the black cloth and entered the door, Zhao Huanshu saw a huge and miserable white face, and his two eyes were staring at him.

"Ahh Murong Yuhong on the side screamed in fright.

Zhao Huanshu shuddered, stretched out his hand and knocked on the head of that face: "Dead fat!" Looking for a pump, isn't it? ”

"Haha! It didn't scare you, it's a pity. ”

The fat man took back the mobile phone that was shining on his face, and Tang Rou on the side said angrily: "Zhuangzhuang, you are too bad, look at how scared Yuhong ......"

Tang Rou said and walked behind Zhao Huanshu, holding Murong Yuhong with one hand: "Sister Yuhong, I will walk with you and let the two men open the way." ”

Murong Yuhong glanced at Zhao Huanshu with some reluctance, and heard the fat man say: "Xiaorou, don't, come with me, Sister Yuhong wants to be with Brother Zhao, don't make trouble." ”

Hearing the fat man say this, Murong Yuhong immediately became shy, and squeaked and took Tang Rou's hand: "I, I'm with Sister Rou." ”

Tang Rou rolled her eyes at the fat man: "Go and open the way!" Aren't you bold? ”

The fat man cried with a sad face: "I, I'm only big if you're around." ”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Zhao Huanshu patted the fat man: "Let's go, let's go." ”

The structure of this haunted house is very magical, behind the door hung with black cloth, there is a wooden corridor that is shoulder-width apart, and in front of it hang two pieces of black cloth hanging to the ground, on which a string of numbers are written with a white pen, which looks like a mobile phone number.

"What's that number?" The fat man frowned, and the others shook their heads and let him keep walking.

The fat man cautiously came to the front and lifted the black cloth: a meter behind him, there was another black cloth, and a string of numbers was written on the black cloth that was exactly the same as before.

"What the hell...... the fat man and Zhao Huanshu walked forward at the same time, followed by Murong Yuhong and Tang Rou.

Brush!

After walking for five minutes, the fat man used his mobile phone to shine in front of him and lifted the black cloth, and the scene behind was exactly the same, and all the other black cloths were written with a white pen with the same string of mobile phone numbers.

The fat man snorted and said in disappointment: "Shouldn't the haunted house be all like this?" ”

From the time they came in to the present, Zhao Huanshu and the four of them kept walking forward on this wooden corridor, and the corridor was full of this kind of black cloth with mobile phone numbers written on it.

Zhao Huanshu looked ahead and said angrily: "No wonder there are so few people here, this can also be called a haunted house?" It's so boring. ”

At this moment, Zhao Huanshu's mobile phone rang at the same time.

The weird thing is that the number displayed on everyone's mobile phone is exactly the same! It's the same mobile phone number written on the black cloth!

The fat man looked at it and said in amazement: "Hey! This is awesome, it must be a show prepared by the haunted house, what kind of high technology did they use? It can make our mobile phone caller ID the same number. ”

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Murong Yuhong and Tang Rou didn't dare to answer the phone, but Zhao Huanshu and the fat man answered, and then they heard a low and hoarse voice on the phone: "10, 9, 8, 7......"

"What's the situation?" Zhao Huanshu and the fat man glanced at each other, and said at the same time: "The inside is counting down, what about yours?" ”

After knowing that it was the same content on the phone, Zhao Huanshu and the fat man shrugged their shoulders, and the voice on the phone continued: "3, 2, 1"

Yes!!!!!!

Suddenly! A strange scream, the little boy with two glasses hollowed out by the seven orifices, the black cloth behind the four people rushed out, and Tang Rou and Murong Yuhong, who were standing at the end, screamed at the same time.

The fat man grabbed Tang Rou, Murong Yuhong hesitated for a few tenths of a second, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Huanshu's palm, and the four of them ran away.

Yes!!!!!!!!!

The child in the back kept chasing, his scream was so loud that everyone felt their eardrums tremble for a while, and several people ran as fast as they could, but no matter how they ran, there was a corridor with black cloth hanging and mobile phone numbers written in front of them.

"! This Nima is also, too, too deep, we ran two hundred meters, right? ”

Yes!!!!

The fat man's whining was quickly drowned out by the screams from behind, Zhao Huanshu was anxious, turned his head and shouted at the child: "Stop!" Don't, stop acting, we can't run. ”

Hehehe.

The little boy stopped, and instead of screaming, he let out a penetrating sneer, and walked backwards, retreating into the darkness.

The fat man panted when he saw this: "Nima, what kind of garbage haunted house is this, just an actor chasing us and running." ”

Yes!!!!

As soon as the fat man's words fell, the child who had retreated into the dark curtain rushed out again, and now his face was full of blood compared to just now.