The vermilion gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and two children with blood-red faces ran in, hopping and skipping.
They were singing the nursery rhyme, and blood slid down their cheeks. When they got closer, one could see that the blood red faces were not painted on their faces but carved into their flesh.
"Don't come any closer!" Brother Wong slumped to the ground. He reached behind him to grab something to cover his body, but his fingertips touched something cold. He subconsciously looked behind him and saw that the corpse model that had its lower body buried in the ground had crawled out of the ground and was now beside him!
"Ah!"
Brother Wong screamed Sister Mao's name for help.
However, Sister Mao could not even protect herself. The ghost that was soaking in the water tank also crawled out. The water droplets fell to the ground, and the swollen face was facing the two visitors in the yard.
The shrill female scream pierced through Sister Mao's eardrums. Sister Mao was scared out of her wits. She abandoned Brother Wong and ran out of the yard.
The lanterns on both sides of the street glowed red, and the originally creepy village changed in just a few minutes. It was like she had arrived at the netherworld!
Two children with painted faces chased her out of the yard. The nursery rhyme echoed in her ears, and Sister Mao used her hands and legs to run.
"Help!"
As a Haunted House reviewer, she had been scared to the point of screaming for help inside a Haunted House. This was something that Sister Mao did not expect. The more she ran, the slower her speed became. The Sedan Chair Ghost closed the distance between them, and despair and fear threatened to swallow her whole.
"Why isn't the end of this road? Someone, please help me! "
After turning a corner, Sister Mao saw a bright red gravecloth standing in the middle of the road.
The gravecloth was standing in the middle of the road. When it saw Sister Mao, it charged at her without saying a word.
Sister Mao's throat was hoarse from all the screaming, so she could only run as fast as she could.
Those who worked hard would not have bad luck. Sister Mao saw a glimmer of hope in the depths of despair!
At the end of another street, there were several dim oil lamps. Even though the flames were weak, they chased away the darkness.
"That should be the exit!"
Sister Mao ran as fast as she could toward the oil lamps, but as she ran, she realized something was off. The oil lamps did not appear to be fixed to one of the rooms; they seemed to be moving on their own!
"These oil lamps seem to be floating in the air?"
Being chased by the monster, Sister Mao had no time to think. She ran for another ten meters before she finally saw the oil lamps for what they were!
Pale human faces appeared behind the oil lamps, and every oil lamp had a human head in its mouth!
Sister Mao's brain had stopped working, and her body continued to move forward due to inertia.
Just as she was about to run into the crowd of headlights, a hand grabbed her.
"Follow me!" The man's voice was cold. He dragged Sister Mao into an old building and jumped out from a window at the back of the building.
"You are?"
"Don't talk. It's dangerous here."
The voice sounded familiar, so Sister Mao allowed herself to be dragged across two streets. After they lost the monsters, they finally stopped.
Hiding behind the door, Sister Mao studied the person who had saved her from danger.
She looked up and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the face.
"Bai Qiulin?"
"Shush," Bai Qiulin said angrily. "What? Are you surprised to see me? "
Sister Mao's mind was a mess, and she took a step back. "Xiao Lan said on the phone …"
"That I'm the one who harmed her?" Bai Qiulin said coldly. "You've all been tricked by the things inside this Haunted House."
"Things?" Sister Mao looked at Bai Qiulin with confusion. When the five of them had gone to find Zhang Lan, the Pallbearers had placed the coffin in the middle to split the group.
At the time, Sister Mao's attention had been attracted by the Pallbearers and Sedan Kids, so she had not seen what had happened at the corner of the street.
"You might not believe what I'm about to say, but it's all true." Bai Qiulin's hoarse voice made Chen Ge feel uncomfortable. "The couple that was with you is actually a ghost!"
"You're saying that Lao Zhou and Duan Yue are ghosts?" Sister Mao's eyes widened. She really could not accept this.
"This Haunted House has been open for a long time, and there have always been rumors of it being haunted." Bai Qiulin's eyes were shaking. "Several months ago, due to various reasons, a couple couldn't get their family to support their love. They decided to commit suicide, and the location they chose was this Haunted House."
"Commit suicide?" Sister Mao leaned against the wall, and she could barely stand.
"Initially, it was nothing, but slowly, more and more visitors saw that couple. After their death, their souls lingered around the Haunted House!" Bai Qiulin's voice was scary. "Huang Xing was tricked by that couple. I wanted to go and save him, but I was too late."
"But on the phone, Zhang Lan said that you're trying to harm her, and she even asked Lao Zhou for help …" Before Sister Mao finished, she was interrupted by Bai Qiulin.
"All of you are hopelessly stupid! When you received the call, didn't you use your brain? Why would the call hang up only after Zhang Lan called for Lao Zhou to save her? If they had the ability to hang up, why would they wait until Zhang Lan told them that I was the killer? "Bai Qiulin's voice became louder as he spoke.
Sister Mao had been led astray, and she felt like Bai Qiulin had a point.
"At the time, I just wanted to tell Zhang Lan everything. I purposely avoided Lao Zhou and his wife, but Zhang Lan misunderstood me. She thought that I was trying to harm her." Bai Qiulin's expression was serious. "I did all that out of kindness, but I was used by that ghost couple!"
Every time Bai Qiulin spoke, the fear in Sister Mao's heart deepened, and she started to waver. "So, they're the real ghosts."
"It's not safe here. I'll walk you out first." Before Sister Mao could think, Bai Qiulin opened the door to the house.
The two ran down the street for about ten meters. When they reached the end of the street, under the light of the red lanterns, two figures slowly appeared at the corner.
They were Lao Zhou and Duan Yue!
"Sister Mao?" Lao Zhou was startled, and his expression changed in less than a second. He pointed at Bai Qiulin and said anxiously, "Get away from him! The person next to you is a ghost! "
Lao Zhou's voice shattered Sister Mao's mental defense. Both sides were calling the other a ghost, so who should she trust?
Her steps subconsciously moved forward. Sister Mao trusted Lao Zhou more.
"Don't go there! That ghost couple is lying to you. "Bai Qiulin stood where he was, and his tone was nervous like he was afraid himself.
Hearing Bai Qiulin say that, Sister Mao started to hesitate again, and her legs were shaking.
"Come here! Sister Mao! " Lao Zhou screamed at the top of his lungs like he was suddenly reminded of something. "That madman escaped from the mental hospital! He chopped off his own hand! You can look at his left hand! "
On one side was a ghost couple who had died in a Haunted House, and on the other was a madman who had just escaped from the mental hospital. Standing in the middle, Sister Mao was on the verge of a mental breakdown!
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