Ma Tian's legs turned to jelly, and all the energy in his body was sucked out. He did not dare move his eyes. He could feel the changes happening to the two visitors around him.
The footsteps were getting closer. He looked through the gap and saw Bai Qiulin, whose body was slanted to the side, pressing on the door with one hand.
Just as Ma Tian thought that Bai Qiulin would open the door, Bai Qiulin took out a lock and slowly locked the door!
Seeing this, Ma Tian understood everything before he fainted.
"So, all three of them … are ghosts!"
The scream echoed in Coffin Village, and Brother Wong and Sister Mao heard it as well.
"Ma Tian is usually the calmest. To make him scream like that, he must have run into something scary."
Sister Mao's heart sank. Five people had entered, and in less than fifteen minutes, three of them had disappeared.
The scariest thing was, even now, she had no idea what had happened to her friends.
Cold sweat kept falling from her forehead. She was different from Ye Xiaoxin. She was not that brave, and that was why she had formed a team to enter the Haunted House.
"Your friends don't seem very reliable." Brother Wong's stamina was weak, and he gave up after running for a while.
"It's this Haunted House that's too scary!" Sister Mao dropped her disguise. She did not waste her energy to maintain her cute expression; her mind was filled with scary images.
"Let's leave the scenario first. Let's not waste our time trying to save face."
"Okay."
Sister Mao supported Brother Wong, and they returned to the center of the village. Looking at the streets, they were stunned.
"Which road did we take when we came here?"
"Brother Wong, the problem now is not which road we took! There weren't so many roads when we came here! "Sister Mao was on the verge of tears.
"Calm down, don't forget what you're here for." Brother Wong took out his phone. "Thankfully, I recorded everything."
He swiped the screen and found a road that looked similar to the one they had taken.
"This should be the one."
The two walked down the road, but the more they walked, the more they felt something was wrong.
"When we entered the village, it only took us a few minutes to reach the center of the village. Now that we're walking out, how come it feels more and more eerie?" Sister Mao looked at Brother Wong's phone. "Are we mistaken?"
As time went on, Coffin Village started to reveal its true horror. The white lanterns on both sides of the street glowed red, and everything changed.
"Did I really go the wrong way?" Brother Wang compared the road on his phone. At first, this road was very similar to the one in the video, but the more they walked, the more different it became. "Then we'll go back to the village center and pick a new road."
"Maybe we can't go back." Sister Mao grabbed Brother Wong's hand and ran into the yard. Just as they entered the yard, they heard children singing on the street.
"In the blink of an eye, five days have passed. The dead are buried in peace. The suona is playing a sad tune, and the drums and trumpets are playing merrily. "
Two children with blood-red masks skipped past the door. They looked to be only seven or eight years old, and their voices were very crisp. However, when combined with the current environment, it gave off a very eerie feeling.
"They seem to have gone far away."
Sister Mao wanted to look out but was stopped by Brother Wong. "Don't go out! What if the two children are lying at the door? If this Haunted House is as shameless as you say, they might do something like that. "
"But we can't just stay here." Sister Mao pulled her collar tighter. "Brother Wong, do you feel like the temperature has dropped?"
"No, you're probably too nervous." Brother Wong was very careful. He looked around on his phone. "Let's check this yard and find a safe spot."
The white lanterns gave off a faint red light, and there was an indescribable smell in the air. The sand on both sides moved, and the dead locust tree swayed lightly.
"Is this some kind of mechanism?" Brother Wong looked at the shaking locust tree. He pushed the trunk with both hands. He wanted to see what the mechanism was that controlled the tree's shaking, but to his surprise, the locust tree was pushed over. "The prop is too fragile."
Just as Brother Wong said that, Sister Mao pulled on his arm. "Brother Wong, look under the tree!"
There was a hole under the dead locust tree, and there was a body stuck in the hole. The body's feet were sticking out.
"What kind of design is this?" Brother Wong and Sister Mao did not expect there to be something buried under the locust tree.
"The tree is just a normal locust tree; there's no mechanism. Could it be that the feet are moving, causing the tree above to shake? The mechanism is actually on this body? " Brother Wong stared at the mannequin that was stuck in the hole. He suppressed his curiosity and moved away from the hole. "What a crazy setting."
Sister Mao followed behind Brother Wong and grabbed his arm. "Are we still going into the house?"
"Let me think." Brother Wong held the phone. He was also quite afraid.
The two stopped in the middle of the yard. Suddenly, there was the sound of splashing, like a fish had jumped out of the water.
The surroundings were quiet, so it was hard for the two not to notice it.
"The sound seems to come from inside the water tank." Sister Mao hid behind Brother Wong. She had forgotten about her identity as a Haunted House reviewer and the fact that her make-up had been ruined. She only looked slightly better than a ghost.
"Come, let's go take a look." Brother Wang gathered his courage and approached the water tank. When he got closer, he couldn't feel anything strange about it. It was just an ordinary water tank with a white ball floating on top of it.
"When we entered the yard, there wasn't anything floating on top of the tank!" Brother Wong was confused. "Where did that white ball come from?"
The light was dim, so they could not see clearly. They walked to the side of the tank, and suddenly, Brother Wong and Sister Mao heard the sound of a fish blowing bubbles.
"The ball is blowing bubbles?"
Brother Wong leaned forward. He turned on the flashlight on his phone and shone it at the water tank.
The light pierced through the water and shone on the round 'ball'.
His mouth fell open. It was not a ball; it was a human head that had been soaked in water!
With a splash, the ghost leaped out of the vat. The sudden bright light seemed to remind it of something unpleasant.
His swollen and pale face was right in front of him. Brother Wang was so scared that he threw his phone away. He ran back frantically, but he tripped over something before he could take a few steps.
He looked at the flat ground in his memory. At this time, the corpse model in the pit, which was originally with its feet facing upwards, was now facing upwards!
The face was laughing like it was trying to crawl out of the hole.
Brother Wong's legs weakened, and he crawled out of the house. However, at that moment, the child's singing came from outside again.
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