Chapter 119

The evil spirit’s perception is completed.

Following its direction, Robb continued driving, speeding down the woodland path.

Now I just hope that the young lady doesn't burp when I get there, otherwise my trip will be in vain.

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Paris Hilton is panicking right now.

She felt extremely unlucky.

A group of people originally agreed to go to the annual college game, but there was a serious traffic jam on the road. Unfortunately, several people had to return and gathered with two friends who had stayed at the campsite because their car needed repairs.

However, her friend went to a nearby town to look for repair equipment and had not returned yet. She could only stay for one night. When she was preparing to have a friendly match with her new boyfriend in a tent, she unexpectedly encountered a perverted murderer. .

My boyfriend was stabbed to death before he could even say anything.

Frightened, she ran all the way, and when she found an old factory building, she quickly ran in.

Without time to think about why there were so many scrapped cars inside, she found a corner and hid shakily.

After waiting for a while and hearing no movement, Paris breathed a sigh of relief. Then she remembered and took out her cell phone, preparing to contact someone.

However, she was disappointed to find that there was no signal.

"Shet! Shet! Shet!"

Bang!

The big lights in the warehouse suddenly came on.

Paris covered her mouth with both hands in panic, not daring to make another sound, so she could only roar in her heart:

"Save me! Someone save me! I'm willing to give everything!!!"

…

Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock!

Drops of blood flowed out from the inside of the neck, along the blade of the dagger inserted on it, and dripped on the grass, making it even more vivid.

A dazzling light came quickly from far to near.

Amidst the sound of the grass being bent, a car approached quickly.

Robb got out of the car and without the evil spirit reminding him, he saw a male corpse lying outside the tent not far away.

He went up to check it out.

"He died not long ago. It looks like he was attacked by a sneak attack and killed with one knife."

Robb glanced at the dagger still stuck in the dead man's neck, then turned the man over and looked at his face.

"Bray? Paris's boyfriend?"

Robb picked up his phone and after comparing the photos on the information, he confirmed that it was him.

"Sure enough, these people are in danger. Where are the others?"

Robb saw only one tent.

He walked in, first looked at the designer clothes scattered in the tent, and then touched the sleeping mat, which was still warm.

"Escaped?"

Robb, who confirmed that the person who was here just now was his target this time, summoned the evil spirits to find Paris' whereabouts.

Although evil spirits could search for living people before, they could not determine which one was Paris.

Now with the traces left by Paris, it can accurately find the other party.

Soon, the evil spirit took a deep breath in the tent, turned his eyes suddenly, and immediately took Robb and ran towards the depths of darkness.

After being contained, Robb or the Book of Containment is equivalent to its carrier, and the range of activities moves with Robb's movement.

The two are very fast.

Not long after, an old factory building that looked like a sleeping beast in the night appeared in front of Robb.

The door was closed tightly, and a ray of light flowed out from the gap inside.

The evil spirit reached out and pointed inside to confirm that Paris was inside and still alive.

But there was still a strange breath of living people inside.

Without saying a word, Robb kicked him out.

Boom!

The door suddenly collapsed.

The bright lights instantly dispelled the darkness, and looking up, row after row of dusty old cars came into view.

(The new plot is based on the movie "Horror House of Waxwork", with Paris transformed)

Chapter 174 Chapter 174 It’s just you two!

when! when! when!

The loud sound of the blade hitting the car echoed throughout the huge old factory building.

Paris, who had moved to another place and was hiding under the back seat of a car, tried her best to shrink herself into an inconspicuous corner and kept chanting "Virgin Mary" in her heart.

But the knocks were getting closer.

Paris could even feel the pervert in the white mask hovering around her.

really!

When she saw the figure of the man getting closer and closer in the car's rearview mirror, Paris was so frightened that she tightly grasped a steel pipe she had found on the ground.

then.

when! when! when!

There was a sound on the car door just a short distance away.

Listening to this nightmare-like melody, Paris's heart beat wildly.

Fortunately, the masked man didn't seem to notice her hiding in the car. After only turning half a circle, he left on his own.

Not seeing the masked man, Paris breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when her tense body was about to relax.

Sudden!

The car door opens.

A white mask suddenly stretched out.

"ah!!!"

Paris immediately screamed in terror, jumped out of her wits, threw the iron pipe out of her hand without thinking, and then ran away from the other side of the car door regardless.

Her accuracy isn't very good.

The sharp head of the iron pipe just made a cut in the white mask.

The masked man reached out and touched the wax that flowed out of the damaged part of the mask, and picked up the iron pipe that fell on the ground without caring. He glanced at Paris, who was running wildly, and narrowed his eyes, just as he was about to throw a javelin.

Boom!

The door fell heavily to the ground.

The masked man paused and turned to look over.

Paris shouted in surprise: "Help me! Help me!"

As she yelled, she ran desperately towards the door, as if taking the movement at the door as the last life-saving straw.

Robb, who kicked in the door, looked in the direction of the sound, and soon saw Paris running toward him in a panic wearing pink sexy underwear and only a knitted sweater.

"The figure is surprisingly good, even better than it looks in the video. The same goes for the face, a little more childish."

Robb, who was commenting like this in his heart, looked very serious and was about to speak.

Whoosh!

A sharp sound breaking through the air suddenly struck.

Robb tilted his head without looking.

The next second, a steel pipe quickly passed through his original position and flew outside the door for several seconds before falling down with a "clang".

"You have good arm strength."

Turning to look at the masked man holding a blade and walking towards him with a murderous look without saying a word, Robb praised him, then shook his head and said,

"Unfortunately, we are only mortals after all."

Robb's eyes moved and he was about to take action when the horror story book he carried with him suddenly started to move, as if he wanted to show off in front of the new owner.

Robb didn't refuse.

Thus, a new story was born on a blank page in the book of horror stories.

"Perfect wax figure."

"The Xin brothers are a pair of master wax figure makers who are very skilled in craftsmanship. They own a wax museum, which is very popular among the people in the town and the tourists passing by."

"The Xin brothers are not satisfied and want to continue to improve their craftsmanship."

"Until one day, they realize that people are just the most perfect wax figures."

"So, one, two, three... people in the town were turned into wax statues by them."

"'This is the most perfect work of art!' they proudly told the townspeople."

"'Yes!' The townspeople who live in the wax statue agree very much."

"So, let's all become wax figures together."

"It's just you two!"

All it takes is you two!

All it takes is you two!

At this moment, the younger brother of the Xin brothers, the masked man, was raising a knife; and the older brother of the Xin brothers, far away in the town, was getting some shotguns and preparing to hunt down Paris's friend Bo.

Suddenly, they found that one after another the wax figures they had made seemed to be alive, and they were coming towards them one after another.

"What's going on? Is it an illusion?" Bo looked at all this with disbelief.

Seeing the wax figures approaching him with stiff steps, Bo swallowed his saliva in fear.

"Farke!"

He raised his shotgun and shot at a wax figure.

Likewise, the masked man waved his blade nervously.

However, no matter how much they broke the wax figures again and again, a steady stream of wax figures kept coming.

In the end, as the Xin brothers screamed, the unstoppable army of wax figures came forward and turned into thick wax slurry, covering the Xin brothers' bodies.

"Finally, you also turned into wax statues."

"This is the most perfect piece of work, isn't it?"

After the last word was written, the story of "Perfect Wax Figure" ended.

Seeing the masked man who had turned into a wax figure not far away disappearing without a trace, Robb, who knew that this was integrated into the story on that page of the horror storybook, no longer cared about it.

Turning around, he saw Paris, who was barefoot and crying in pain, finally running over with the middle door open and her hot underwear very visible.

"Help me! There is a perverted murderer here who is chasing me!"

Paris grabbed Robb and asked anxiously for help without even thinking about whether he was also an accomplice of the masked man.

Maybe in her eyes, someone as handsome and tall as herself is not a bad person anyway.

Robb, who was thinking this way, patted Paris's smooth back and comforted: "Miss Paris, I'm Robb. Entrusted by Mr. Hilton, I'm here to take you home. Don't worry, I'm here. , no one can hurt you."