"! He's gone to put on makeup! ”

The fat man scolded while running, and when he was about to shout to stop, behind the black cloth in front of him, there was a faint light, and when he opened it, it was the exit behind the haunted house.

"The ma-o-egg is finally out!"

Several people ran out of the exit and stood in place panting, while the staff on both sides of the exit door looked at Zhao Huanshu and them with a surprised expression.

"Guests, how did you stay in there for so long? When we went in and searched and called, you did not answer. One of them, dressed in black and dressed with blood-colored scars on his face, rushed at Zhao Huanshu and the others.

To tell the truth, this man's makeup looks fake, and the blood-soaked scars are all cocked.

"Long?" The fat man angrily said to the staff: "We stayed for half a while, no, we ran for half an hour!" You haunted house is so unprofessional, it's a straight line from start to finish! Why do you still hang so many cloths! Also, do you know that you use child labor? Let a kid pretend to be a ghost and chase us all the way, you guys are too unlevel! ”

"What do you say, guest?" Even though the staff was wearing makeup, they could still see the surprise on his face: "What child labor?" What is a straight line? Also, you've been in for four hours! ”

"Haha! It's so professional! The fat man patted his stomach and smiled: "Is this the last show?" ”

The staff was helpless, took out their mobile phones to show the time to a few people, it was indeed four hours since just now, because the fat man they entered the haunted house at 10 o'clock in the morning, and now it is 14 o'clock, and there is nothing unusual from the sky.

"You also set the time, right? It's too easy to see through. The fat man took out his phone and clicked on it...... The time shown above is the same as that of the staff: 14:00

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the fat man didn't speak, Zhao Huanshu and Murong Yuhong looked at his mobile phone at the same time, and several people were instantly stunned.

The fat man swallowed: "No, no, then, what's going on with your haunted house?" Why a promenade? ”

"What promenade? There is no such scene in our area. The staff walked behind the fat man with a helpless face, lifted the black cloth, and saw that behind the black cloth was the scenery of a cave, with red, green, and green lights, shining on the fake coffin props, and a few staff members pretending to be zombies, sitting on the coffin and playing with their mobile phones......

Seeing this, the four of them gasped and left.

"Hey, guest? Guest! …… Cut, neuropathy. ”

Zhao Huanshu and a few people came to the big lawn of the park and sat down, although it was noon, several people felt chills, and they didn't know if they were scared or ......

"Zhuangzhuang, I'm afraid ......" Tang Rou tightened the fat man's arms, with a cry in her voice.

The fat man touched Tang Rou's head, took out a cigarette and lit it: "Don't, don't be afraid, it must be a mechanism!" Those staff are lying to us, it's okay baby, there is me! ”

Seeing the appearance of the fat man and Tang Rou, Murong Yuhong poked the back of Zhao Huanshu's hand with his index finger: "Brother Shu, I'm also afraid." ”

Zhao Huanshu looked at Murong Yuhong and swallowed his saliva, and then looked away: "Don't think about it, don't be afraid, drink more water at this time, well, there is a stall over there, by the way, help me bring a bottle back." ”

"Humph!" Murong Yuhong turned his head when he heard this: "Drink water, drink water, drink your ......"

"Poofhaha!" The fat man was amused by Zhao Huanshu's actions: "Brother, how can you be so dull?" ”

"Oh yes!" Zhao Huanshu slapped his thigh, took out ten yuan and handed it to Murong Yuhong: "I want Coke, you can do it yourself." ”

"Hahahaha." The fat man laughed and lay down on the lawn, and the fear he had just had seemed to dissipate some.

Murong Yu glanced at Zhao Huanshu, turned his head and stopped talking.

Zhao Huanshu glanced at Murong Yuhong's side face, looked at the fat man, and then looked at Tang Rou, and found that she was looking at herself helplessly.

"What's going on...... Zhao Huanshu was puzzled, he suddenly felt an itch in the corners of his eyes, and when he touched it, it seemed to be tears.

Maybe it's been stabbed by the sun.

In the end, it was Zhao Huanshu who went to buy water, as for the things in the haunted house, everyone thought that the staff did it on purpose (even if it was true, they didn't want to accept this experience), anyway, after this, everyone was nothing unusual.

In the afternoon, the four of them went to eat beef hot pot together, and when it came to ** o'clock, they went to a KTV to sing.

In the noisy private room, the fat man and Zhao Huanshu sang a chrysanthemum remnant together, and then the fat man pulled Tang Rou to sing dimples.

Zhao Huanshu actually doesn't like to sing very much, he doesn't like the loud environment, holding a bottle of Little Budweiser in one hand, drinking boredly.

At this moment, Murong Yuhong pushed Zhao Huanshu and asked him to look at his mobile phone: "I want to go to the bathroom, you accompany me, I'm a little scared alone." ”

Zhao Huanshu took a sip of wine, took Murong Yuhong's mobile phone and began to type: "What are you afraid of?" Besides, I can't go into the women's bathroom. ”

Murong Yuhong's face turned red instantly when he saw it, and he pinched Zhao Huanshu.

Zhao Huanshu sighed, looked confused, took the mobile phone and typed: "What's wrong?" I can't go in. ”

"Stupid, you won't wait for me at the door!"

"Oh."

Zhao Huanshu patted the fat man who was singing with Tang Rou, pointed at Murong Yuhong and pointed out the door, the fat man seemed to understand something, and nodded at them.

"Whew!" Walking out of the private room with Murong Yuhong, Zhao Huanshu stretched his waist and walked side by side with Murong Yuhong in the corridor between the boxes.

The singing in some rooms was very loud, mixed together in the corridor, and the faint smell of wine made Zhao Huanshu feel a little tight.

The two didn't say anything all the way, and Murong Yuhong, who was a little blushing, asked Zhao Huanshu to wait outside, and hurriedly went to the women's toilet.

Zhao Huanshu stood outside a little bored, took out his mobile phone to read the book: the electronic version of "Zizhi Tongjian", he studied Chinese language and literature in college, and he still has the idea of going to graduate school in the future, as for graduate school, Zhao Huanshu has already thought about it, and wants to read classical Chinese philology.

"I'm reading again."

Zhao Huanshu didn't read a few pages, and Murong Yuhong's voice came from his ears.

"Oh, just take a look." Zhao Huanshu smiled: "Go back." ”

"They're so noisy, I don't like it." Murong Yuhong pursed her pink lips and said, "It's better to find a place to sit for a while, I see that there are small seats in the corridor." ”

"That's what I thought too." Zhao Huanshu nodded, he really didn't like the noisy environment in the private room.

"Uh-huh!" Murong Yuhong thought that what Zhao Huanshu was thinking was that he also wanted to find a place to rest alone with him.

The two sat at the small table, and Murong Yuhong saw that Zhao Huanshu was about to look at his mobile phone again, so he endured the unhappiness in his heart and preemptively said: "Zizhi Tongjian, do you like to watch this?" ”

"Professional habits." Zhao Huanshu smiled: "Huh? I didn't show the title of the book just now, how do you know? ”

"Just look at the content." Murong Yuhong said with a smile.

"Oh." Zhao Huanshu stopped talking.

Just when Murong Yuhong was looking for a topic, Zhao Huanshu's mobile phone suddenly rang, and the caller number was: 13418414414