Chapter 270 This guy is so miserable (2)
When Chi Jian slowly woke up, he found that he was lying on that day. Not only was it pitch black, it was also extremely dim. He could only vaguely see a huge wheel slowly turning in mid-air.
"What is this place? A Ferris wheel?"
Chi Jian's memory still lingered in the maze. He remembered that he seemed to have knocked a person's head off.
That memory gradually became clear in my mind.
"It's that... Ah Tou!"
Chi Jian thought of Ah Tou's fat body, which suddenly turned into a gray mist, and his heart still tightened.
"Lin Tian didn't tell them that I was one of his own?"
It's not that Chi Jian didn't think about ghosts, but that he didn't believe in the existence of ghosts at all, even though just now, when his fist came into contact with Ah Tou's face, the real touch made him feel that it was Really, but now that I think about it, I find it incredible.
"That kind of touch is really lifelike. When I played the haunted house in Ninghai City, it didn't have such a lifelike effect. I don't know how Boss Lin did it."
Chi Jian sighed over and over again at the power of Lin Tian's House of Horror while pushing his body up.
He had forgotten how he ended up here, so he was going to find the answer himself.
Looking sideways, he saw three figures, vaguely appearing not far away. Judging from their body shapes, they should be two men and one woman.
Looking carefully, one of the men was squatting on the ground. The cigarette in his hand was clearly extinguished, and streams of white smoke slowly rose up from the man's fingers.
Chi Jian glanced at the figure and then at the Ferris wheel.
"They should still be in the paradise...but why do those three people always make me feel a little bit scared."
"Why are you still smoking? Try harder and lift that person up. And if the boss knows that you are smoking here, he will be careful to deduct your salary."
The woman standing in the middle reached out and snatched the cigarette from the squatting man's hand, threw it to the ground, and then stepped on it hard.
The cigarette went out and the only light here disappeared.
"I won't smoke anymore. Hey, salary? It's not much anyway. If the boss wants to deduct it, just let him deduct it. I thought it would be better after we moved to Huaxi City, but why does it feel like that thing is following here again? It’s done, but I haven’t received my salary in Ninghai yet. If that thing really follows me, my salary in West China City will probably not be paid either.”
"Don't talk nonsense. We just have a new colleague. Don't scare him away."
The woman in the middle turned to look at the other man who had been standing there quietly.
"Qi Ming, don't listen to Shen Jie's nonsense. Although there is a small situation, the boss will solve it."
"That..." Chi Jian's weak voice came from behind several people.
None of the three people seemed to have thought that Chi Jian had woken up, so they all turned to look at him.
But that scene made Chi Jian, a man who had been frightened many times, tremble.
Originally, Shen Jie and Xiao Wan were actors in the House of Horror. They originally wanted to send Chi Jian outside first, but who would have thought that before they got very far, Shen Jie had to stop and rest for a while.
There was no choice but to put Chi Jian on the ground first, and the others walked aside to rest.
This is a house of horrors, and they are all acquaintances, so no one would think anything was wrong. However, when they were startled by Chi Jian's voice and turned around together, they saw Chi Jian's expression and realized something was wrong. .
"ah--"
Chi Jian never expected such a terrifying scene.
The man half-crouching on the ground was dressed like a clown, with a face covered in oil paint that seemed to be grinning from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ears.
The thick oil paint made it impossible to see his expression, but his slightly narrowed eyes always made people feel a little uneasy.
The girl in the middle was dressed in red. The blood on her forehead had not yet solidified and was slowly flowing down her temples.
The woman seemed to notice something flowing on her temples, and raised her hand to wipe off the blood on her temples, then grinned at Chi Jian sheepishly.
The woman's smile was so sincere, but in Chi Jian's eyes, it was extremely weird.
In fact, after experiencing so much, Chi Jian has basically developed some immunity to the clown and the woman in red. Although his heart still trembled, he never fainted in shame.
But when Chi Jian's eyes moved to the third person, he couldn't stand it anymore.
"At least the first two are human-like, but the last one...is not a human at all."
The third man is standing behind the clown and the woman in red, but his current appearance is a bit weird.
There were little dark red traces on the white shirt on his body. As a student of the Provincial Medical College, Chi Jian clearly recognized that the dark red traces on the man's body were not ordinary oil paint at all, but real blood stains.
The shirt was incomplete and somewhat tattered, as if it had been torn apart by something. A faint flame could be seen in the tear, as if the charcoal had burned out.
Blown by the wind, little sparks scattered from the ashes.
The man's face became paler, and some dark spots appeared on his face. His bloodshot eyes stared at Chi Jian, as if he were looking at a dead person.
The most tingling thing was that the man seemed to be carrying something behind him, and it was pitch black, like a piece of burnt charcoal.
Just when Chi Jian was confused, the burnt charcoal behind the man moved slowly, and then a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly opened and stared at him.
Chi Jian was so frightened by the sudden change that he stepped back, pointed at the man, and shouted: "Ghost... ghost..."
At that moment, Chi Jian seemed to have reached his maximum psychological endurance limit. He rolled his eyes and fell directly to the ground with a "bang".
"Fainted again? This guy is really miserable."
Shen Jie didn't expect Chi Jian to be so timid, so he glanced at Xiaowan.
"Am I that scary?"
Xiaowan did not answer Shen Jie.
Seeing that Xiao Wan remained silent, Shen Jie let out a "cut" sound, then turned to look at Qi Ming.
"I have……"
Shen Jie was only halfway through what he said before he couldn't say any more. His pupils were dilated and his whole body was stiff. If the paint hadn't blocked his face, Shen Jie's face would probably be paler than a blank sheet of paper at this moment.
When Xiaowan saw Shen Jie's look, her face was full of doubts, so she looked in the direction of his finger.
In her mind, the person standing there should be Qi Ming, the man with an infectious smile.
The moment Xiaowan turned her head, that familiar smile appeared in front of her eyes.
However, he seemed to be carrying a corpse that looked like burnt charcoal behind him.
"Don't you want to ask my girlfriend if she is happy? Here she is."
That smile was still gentle and contagious, but at this moment, Xiaowan felt that it was the most terrifying smile to her.
"ah--"
