"Scared me."
Wang Ye muttered, and directly picked out the human skin from the bar with a ghost knife, and hung it on the tip of the knife: "Obviously I can't feel the breath of ghosts on your body, but you tell me all the time Me, you have a problem.”
"Aren't you cheap?"
With that said, Wang Ye took out the soul lamp, drew a wisp of flame from it, and threw it on the human skin.
The green flames continued to burn, and the air became a little cold.
The flames burned, and the dark green light illuminated Wang Ye's cold face, making it look so terrifying.
The human-skinned eyes suddenly moved and looked at Wang Ye, full of resentment. The stitched-up smiling face now looked more like he was crying a little more.
But Wang Ye remained unmoved.
Until the human skin was completely burned to ashes.
On the ground, the neat corpses of more than 20 employees remained quiet, unaffected by Wang Ye's operations.
Wang Ye put away the soul lamp, stood at the door of the haunted house, and looked outside silently.
Soon, he discovered a strange sight.
All ghosts will subconsciously bypass this haunted house, as if there is something terrifying inside.
On the ground, the body of an employee stood up quietly and silently walked behind Wang Ye, but was stopped by Xiaosi, who had been sluggish.
"Are you finally willing to move?"
Wang Ye sneered and turned around to look at the employee's body.
This employee's eyes had a steel nail propped up between his upper and lower eyelids, which made his eyes look particularly big. He was staring at Wang Ye, but his pupils were dilated.
After feeling Wang Ye's gaze, the employee bent slightly and stretched out his hand to signal the entrance to a dark haunted house.
"It's really enthusiastic."
Wang Ye controlled Xiaosi to walk in front and entered the passage first.
The employee still maintained his posture, like a clay sculpture.
"I don't know if you are human skin..."
Wang Ye walked past him, picked up the ghost sword out of curiosity, and stabbed his arm. A stream of blood flowed down the wound.
"Yeah, it's a normal corpse."
Wang Ye nodded and followed Xiaosi into the dark corridor.
The design of this haunted house is quite unique. It obviously takes into consideration how to maximize the use of human psychological cues and maximize fear.
Although the corridor is dark, there is always a faint light at the front, which can support people walking down.
The walls on both sides were a little soft and sticky to the touch.
Wang Ye rubbed his fingers on the wall, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.
Surprisingly, the rare thing is not the smell of blood, but some fragrance.
Suddenly, there was the sound of something rolling on the ground, but it was too dark to see clearly.
If an ordinary person faced this scene, he would have screamed in fear.
But Wang Ye has faced countless supernatural incidents, and most of them have one thing in common, which is darkness.
In order to prepare for this, Wang Ye directly bought several large-capacity flashlights that could blind people's eyes.
This thing is a must-have for truck drivers before the night comes, to protect themselves against the night road!
Wang Ye did not hesitate to take out a large flashlight from the bag, turned on the switch, and a dazzling beam of light pierced the entire corridor.
Like daylight.
A head kept rolling on the ground, and when he felt the light source, he turned around in confusion and looked at Wang Ye, seemingly confused.
Judging by his face, it was the same employee from before.
"Surprise?"
Wang Ye looked at the head, smiled softly, and then looked at the walls on both sides.
There is a layer of red paint on the wall. I don't know what kind of material it is, but at least it's not blood.
Moreover, the entire wall was soft. Wang Ye pressed it gently, and a hole appeared on the wall like human skin, and then gradually recovered.
The head on the ground rolled again and disappeared into the corridor.
"So, is this haunted house still open for business?"
"But why is the waiter interested in this place?"
Wang Ye is still very relieved about Xiao Er and Xiao Wu. Although Xiao Wu looks silly, he is just too lazy to think.
And if the waiter really breaks out, the owner of this haunted house may not be able to withstand it.
What makes Wang Ye most curious is what is it in this haunted house that attracts Xiao Er.
The corridor is a slope, as if it is going continuously downward.
Occasionally, an ear or a finger can be seen on the ground.
After walking for about three minutes, there were no more accidents in the corridor. Maybe the original idea of the design of this haunted house was to use the tilt and darkness, plus the miscellaneous sounds, to create images in people's minds and trigger the emotions in the heart. fear.
But under this small sun-like flashlight, everything lost its meaning.
Finally, a wooden door appeared not far away, ajar.
The corridor has also reached the end.
Without any psychological burden, Wang Ye controlled Xiao Si and pushed open the wooden door directly.
There were torches lit inside and randomly inserted into the wall, so the flashlights naturally lost their value.
After all, holding a flashlight all the time is equivalent to wasting one's hand, and it is quite troublesome to face emergencies.
Putting the flashlight away, Wang Ye followed Xiao Si and entered the wooden door.
At the wall of the corridor, the disappeared employee seemed to have squeezed through the soft wall, and appeared at the wooden door. Looking at Wang Ye's disappearing back from a distance, he gently closed the wooden door.
Under the illumination of the torch, although the environment inside the wooden door was still a little dim, the surrounding environment could barely be seen clearly.
Wang Ye glanced around, his expression a little solemn.
A figure was pushed to the ground by someone wearing employee uniforms, their tongues were clamped with an iron pliers, and they were pulled outwards forcefully.
Everyone's tongue is stretched out, but no matter how hard it is dragged, the tongue has no intention of breaking.
There will also be a few employees walking among the crowd with a red-hot iron in their hands. From time to time, they will press the iron on the tongue of a lucky person, causing bursts of miserable screams.
Blood dripped onto the ground from the wounds on their tongues, and their bodies kept twitching under the pain.
But the tongue was firmly clamped by the iron pliers, causing the body to roll continuously on the ground, and it was even more painful to be pulled by the tongue.
This kind of bloody scene was something Wang Ye had never seen before, and it was very novel.
"Some kind of ancient punishment?"
At this moment, all the employees stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at Wang Ye.
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The last carnival... I will take a break tomorrow and go back to the company. In the next period of time, I can only guarantee three basic updates every day... There is no way, I can't afford to eat full-time, and the rewards have gradually decreased in the past few days... But I still thank you for your support, there are fewer updates, Just in time to think more about the quality of the article
