Not long after the yellow hair entered the house, two children with blood red faces poked their heads out from the sedan.
Bai Qiulin acted like he did not see such a creepy scene and walked past the sedan.
The white lanterns that hung on the door flickered several times before going out, and the old house became even darker.
The white characters were pasted on the walls, and the yellow hair stood alone in the house. "This house is much bigger than the ones I've been to before. There must be many traps here."
He was brave, but that did not mean that he was dumb. The atmosphere inside the house was not normal, and he could sense that.
"Huang Xing …"
Someone was calling his name. He could not hear it clearly, but it sounded like it came from the main hall.
"Is that me?" When he calmed his heart and listened carefully, the voice disappeared again, as if it had never appeared.
"There should be a surround sound system. I really can't tell that such expensive equipment would be installed in such an old setting."
His heart was in his throat. The yellow hair slowly approached the main hall and carefully pushed the door open.
The room was covered in white curtains. It was a wedding, but it was like a funeral.
"This really is a Minghun wedding. I've been to similar scenarios before, but there's nothing new about it."
"Huang Xing …"
The yellow hair talked to himself. He was halfway through when the strange voice appeared again, and this time, he heard it clearer.
"This voice is quite familiar!"
It was a strange feeling. The person who called his name should be someone familiar in his life, but he could not remember who that person was.
The old house was covered in paper money, and the white characters were pasted on the walls. The surroundings did not change much, but it gave the yellow hair a different feeling. It felt eerier.
Suddenly, a gust of wind came from behind him, and the yellow hair whipped his head around. "Who is it?"
"Why are you panicking? It's me. "Bai Qiulin had one hand in his pocket and started to walk around the house.
Seeing that it was another visitor, the yellow hair sighed in relief. "Did you hear a woman talking earlier?"
"No." Bai Qiulin looked through the decorations inside the house, but he did not wander too far away from the door.
"I clearly heard someone calling my name." Huang Mao glanced outside the door. There were two children with blood-red faces. They hopped over and said, "There's someone outside!"
Bai Qiulin also glanced at the gate. There was only an empty street outside. "Are you crazy? Where is there anyone? "
"F * ck! There really was one! Two children with something painted on their faces. "Blondie tried his best to describe the appearance of the two children.
"Do you think a Haunted House would hire a child that young to act as a ghost to scare people? If it's not a prop, then you must be mistaken. "
When Bai Qiulin withdrew his gaze, two more children poked their heads out from the gate.
"I'm not mistaken!" This time, the blonde happened to meet the two children's eyes. He rushed forward and said, "I'll catch them for you later!"
Blondie rushed to the door in one breath, but the two children had disappeared again. The street was empty, except for the paper money on the ground, and the wedding sedan chair swaying gently.
"Where are they? This is weird. I only ran out for several seconds. Where could they have gone? "
"Huang Xing …"
Blondie suddenly shivered. The woman's voice entered his ears again. "How come when I ran out, the voice got closer to me? It feels like it's whispering into my ear. "
He took out his phone to look for the hidden speaker, but when he turned on the flashlight, the woman's voice entered his ears again.
"Huang Xing …"
The voice was even closer, and it felt like it was trying to crawl into the deepest part of his mind.
"Strange, this is too strange." Blondie had visited many Haunted Houses, but this was the first time he had encountered something like this. "I can't stay here alone. I need to get the wedding dress and meet up with Sister Mao."
Turning back to the main hall, Blondie realized something scarier — Bai Qiulin had disappeared! A living person had disappeared without a sound just like that!
"Where is he?"
A rare emotion spread in Blondie's heart, and he felt fear.
"Bai Qiulin!" Blondie called the man's name as he slowly walked into the bedroom.
This room was different from other rooms. The bed was bright red, but it did not look festive. If anything, it felt bloody like it was not paint but fresh blood.
"This looks like a girl's bedroom. The wedding dress should be here, right?" Blondie took another few steps forward. There were balls of red thread on the ground, and they stood out among the white paper money.
He stepped over the red threads and walked to the bed. Bright red pillows and bedding were thrown together randomly. There were needles, thread, scissors, and other messy things on the bed, but the wedding dress that he was looking for was nowhere to be seen.
Where the wedding dress should be, there was no wedding dress. Blondie gritted his teeth. "I knew it wouldn't be so simple."
He lifted the bedding on the bed, and the blood stains could clearly be seen. It looked as if it was real.
"Huang Xing, look down …"
While Blondie was focused on searching, the woman's voice appeared in his mind without any warning.
When a person was in a state of high tension, they would be spooked by a pat on the shoulder, much less a voice that appeared in their mind.
Blondie almost fell to the ground. He held the bed with one hand, and he was very nervous.
Taking a deep breath, he clenched his fists. "This doesn't sound like a sound effect! This is definitely not a sound effect! "
He pinched his arm, and his heart raced. "The voice said one more thing. Yes! She said, look down! "
His gaze moved down, and Blondie realized that all the red threads in the room came from under the bed.
"Under the bed?"
His Adam's apple vibrated, and he slowly squatted down. He grabbed the edge of the bed with one hand and used the other to push against the ground. His head tilted to look under the bed.
His gaze kept moving down, and every nerve in Blondie's body was taut. He gritted his teeth, and just as his head was about to reach under the bed, a hand suddenly reached out!
"F * ck!"
Blondie collapsed to the ground. He used his hands to support his body, and he crawled backward. His eyes were filled with fear. "That was a broken hand! There's no arm, only a hand! "
Before he could recover from the sudden shock, he bumped into something on his back.
Turning around, Blondie realized that it was Bai Qiulin standing behind him. "You scared the f * ck out of me! Where did you run off to? "
"I just walked around. By the way, what did you see under the bed?" Bai Qiulin asked curiously.
"A broken hand. It doesn't feel like it's being controlled, but it suddenly crawled out from under the bed." Blondie wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead. His legs were still shaking. "We need to leave this place as soon as possible. Come and give me a hand."
Then, Blondie reached out to grab Bai Qiulin's left hand, but he missed.
Holding Bai Qiulin's empty sleeve, Blondie's expression was sluggish, and he could not think straight. "Where, where's your hand?"
His neck was twisted like he had just fallen from a tall building. Blood leaked out from Bai Qiulin's orifices. He looked at his empty left sleeve, and there was a happy smile on his face.
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