The chill licked every inch of my skin like a poisonous snake.
The fat man's mouth was slightly open, his eyes widened, and he couldn't make a sound.
He is afraid!
The heavy body seemed to burst out with frightening power and ran downstairs at extremely fast speeds.
only……
After running no more than four or five steps, he was horrified to find that the steps leading downstairs had disappeared!
At the same time, as if they had discovered new plump prey, the gray rats crawled out of their nests and hit Xiaopang like a turbid wave.
He could only change the direction and continue running, running like crazy and not daring to stop!
The only sounds in his ears were his own heavy breathing and his pounding heart.
The speed of life and death.
Xiaopang suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright light appearing on the floor on the right. He had no time to think and rushed over. It was a door. He opened it and ducked in.
Not long after, there was a rustling sound outside.
The little fat man didn't dare to breathe. He covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sound. Only when there was no more movement outside did he slowly let out a sigh of relief. The strenuous running made his body, which was not often exercised, feel sore and weak, especially his overloaded beating heart, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"There is a ghost, there really is a ghost!"
Xiaopang was so scared that he burst into tears, "How can a living person die in the blink of an eye and have his internal organs eaten away by those ghosts!"
With eyes wide open in panic and fear, he observed this room.
Only then did he realize that the source of the light was a mobile phone with a flashlight on. He tiptoed forward and picked it up. What caught his eye was the wallpaper of a cartoon lolita showing her legs.
Xiaopang recognized that it was the camera uncle’s cell phone, but what about others?
Looking around, he saw that the dirty and decaying house had a musty smell, and there were two rooms with open doors. The depth of the dark holes made him feel terrified.
Want to check it out?
He hesitated, but he didn't dare to go out at this time!
At the time of hesitation.
"you……"
"I……"
The faint sound of conversation came from a certain room.
After careful identification, Xiao Pang's eyes couldn't help but reveal joy. They were the voices of the cameraman and A-Hong.
He stood on tiptoes and walked towards the source of the sound, towards the dark room, and shouted softly: "Ahong, uncle, it's me... Little Fatty!"
Dead silence.
Xiaopang thought he had scared them, so he had to raise his phone and look inside to see the dilapidated bed and cabinets.
"Are they hiding in the closet?"
then.
Xiaopang walked in slowly, calling the camera and Ahong's names softly.
His overly nervous and fearful brain almost lost the ability to think, and instinctively sought familiar companions and a sense of security. He did not think about why the camera was hiding with A Hong, and why he didn't pull him to run with him.
With hope, I opened the cabinet door.
In an instant, the pungent and sticky smell of blood flooded into his nostrils.
Under bright white light.
The head hung on the wooden frame, and the turbid, lifeless eyes stared straight at him.
The little fat boy's eyes widened, he let out a meaningless cry, stumbled and fell to the ground.
in the cupboard.
The body of the cameraman from the head down was completely devoid of flesh and blood, and the skin was shriveled and hung on hangers like clothes, bloody...
"Fat brother."
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice.
The little fat boy turned his head dully, and what he saw was a smiling face, that of A Hong.
She seemed to have changed into a red dress, so bright it seemed like it could drip blood.
Standing behind Xiaopang, the smile on the corner of his mouth was very playful.
It's like watching stupid prey come to your door.
"Ahong, the cameraman..."
"Ahong?"
Little Fatty was dumbfounded. I don’t know if it was because he was dazzled or something else, but Ah Hong’s appearance seemed to have changed into that of another person, with a more mature and enchanting look!
The next second.
He saw Ah Hong open his mouth and it grew bigger and bigger, big enough to eat a head!
fear!
His pupils were full of fear.
Xiaopang's heart finally couldn't bear the successive shocks, and a fishy, bitter juice flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He was scared to death!
The mouth that was about to bite off his head suddenly stopped.
"Tsk..."
Disgusted with disappointment.
…
…
"call--"
Awen shook his lower body, opened his eyes slightly, and breathed out comfortably.
He held up the flashlight, came to the door, and suddenly stopped. The cheerful music outside was getting louder and louder, and I couldn't help but frown.
"It's all off the air, why haven't you turned off the recording yet?"
And Xiao Cai, wasn’t the little girl very reliable in doing things in the past?
How come you have now learned to change the position of the hidden tape recorder on your own initiative!
Thinking of this, Awen couldn't help but become irritated.
After breaking away from the live broadcast, the enthusiasm gradually dissipated. Especially when he thought of what A Hong said, the music that lingered in his ears always gave him a strange and awkward feeling.
I asked the company to replace them all!
open the door.
The dazzling light filled the astonished face.
what happened?
Have I traveled through time?
In the splendid hall, with servants coming and going, you can see various dishes placed on the huge dining table from a distance.
Of course... he also saw a lot of strong men with fierce faces standing aside.
"No, there's no time travel. This is still the fourth floor where I used to stay, or it's the ghost building from decades ago!"
Awen looked ugly.
Just now, he took the audience in the live broadcast room around the fourth floor. Naturally, he was particularly impressed. After observing it, he immediately realized what was going on.
Thinking of the faces the fat man saw at that time, the hairs all over his body stood up.
It must be a ghost, otherwise how can we explain the scene before us!
How to do how to do.
at this time.
"Mom, do you think Dad will be fine this time?"
"Hey... I have already booked a flight. We will leave Dadong City early tomorrow morning!"
There was chatter.
As if she hadn't seen him, the gorgeously dressed lady led a woman in a red dress past.
"I wanted to have a good birthday for you, but I didn't expect that we would fall down in the end. The tree fell and the hozens scattered."
The woman looked haggard, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that there was no guest at all.
The woman in the dress looked about twenty-five or sixty, with a fair complexion and a pretty face. At first glance, she looked like a pampered person.
"Mom, Hongyan is with you!"
The woman's eyes were red and she held her hand tightly.
Suddenly.
There were loud shouts of death downstairs.
Immediately afterwards, gunshots were heard!
The two women seemed to realize something, their expressions changed drastically. In the next second, a villain covered in blood rushed up and shouted anxiously:
"Madam, Miss, the enemy is coming, let's run away!"
"Follow me through the secret passage!"
The woman led her daughter straight to the third floor. By chance, a group of men with fierce looks and big men holding watermelon knives rushed up. Some of them even held homemade shotguns in their hands.
"Hehe...it's just the two of them!"
Next.
Awen was like a puppet on strings, unable to control his hands and feet, witnessing everything that happened here.
The woman was grabbed by the ankles and dragged along by a group of grinning men. Her fingernails plowed the floor, leaving five bloody traces. Amid joyful laughter, she was thrown from the sixth floor and fell heavily to the ground.
A pool of bright red blood flowed out from under him.
"How about you, do you want to experience it by falling down from a building?"
A smiling voice sounded from my ears.
"Tsk, aren't you very brave? Why are you so scared that you peed yourself?"
Awen was so scared that he peed!
Anyone else who encounters this kind of thing would be scared to death.
At some point, a woman in red stood next to him. She had a pretty face and her hands were clasped behind her back, showing off her young daughter's attitude.
Of course...if you can ignore the three heads at her feet.
Awen's face turned pale because she looked exactly like the woman who was thrown down the stairs.
She is Wan Hongyan!
