Chapter 700: Is the Next Stop Paradise?

Back to the original place, Wang Yan decided to prove everything with his last stubbornness.

"I will definitely pass the level this time!"

He dragged his girlfriend back the same way, exhausted all his strength, and ran desperately.

Zhang Jingjiu was sitting at the entrance of the hotel, holding his mobile phone to study the self-cultivation of actors, when he heard footsteps.

Slowly raising his head, he saw Wang Yan and his girlfriend running past him again, looking even more miserable.

"It seems that they are really enjoying the process of visiting the haunted house. Screaming and running wildly are the best way to vent. Maybe this is the meaning of the existence of the haunted house." Zhang Jingjiu has his own insights. So simple, yet with special deep value.

Wang Yan and his girlfriend ran all the way back to the Liwan Private Hospital. They rushed directly into it with the idea of ​​breaking the boat or losing everything.

The door of the ward was ajar, and the patients holding the medical records also found these two familiar figures. They were also surprised by Wang Yan's courage, but after the surprise, more and more patients came out of the ward.

To scare tourists, ghosts can get the negative emotions they want from tourists, and more importantly, scaring itself is a very interesting thing.

"Don't look back! If you hesitate, you will be smashed to pieces!"

Following the stairs, Wang Yan and his girlfriend ran to the third basement floor in one breath.

"The end of the hospital should be here." Wang Yan grabbed his girlfriend and ran wildly in the corridor. After passing a certain room painted with red paint, they suddenly felt all the footsteps behind them disappear.

Originally they were chased by patients in the hospital, but the other party gave up after chasing them.

"What happened?" Wang Yan knew the employees in this haunted house too well. Once he provoked them, he would never let go of the situation until he was frightened into fainting. Will let him go easily again.

"The staff of the haunted house wouldn't be so kind. If they didn't come after them, it only means that there is something scarier than them in front of them!"

Wang Yan thought very thoroughly, but unfortunately he has no way to turn back now.

The deepest rooms on the third basement floor of the hospital seemed to be taboo places, dead silent, even the background music in the haunted house disappeared.

"Wang Yan..."

"Do not talk.

"Wang Yan hadn't found the entrance to the mortuary yet, and he always felt that something was wrong. When he looked back, he realized that the red-painted door he had just passed opened by itself.

"Is there someone inside?" Running all the way, Wang Yan's brain was a little lack of oxygen, and he even started to see double images.

All the doors of the wards are white, only that door is specially painted red, as if to remind the surrounding tourists and actors not to approach.

The atmosphere became extremely oppressive, and Wang Yan anxiously searched for the entrance of the mortuary, knowing that he didn't have much time left for him.

He pushed open one door after another, but he just couldn't find the morgue.

There was a faint smell of blood gradually in the air, and Wang Yan heard footsteps behind him, which seemed to be the sound of high heels!

The heel of his shoe stepped on the ground, but it seemed to step on his own heart. The hairs all over his body stood on end, and his clothes were already soaked in sweat.

Wang Yan's girlfriend behaved even more unbearably. She could not use her legs at all, and she was dragged forward by Wang Yan.

"What is hidden in that room? Even if I was chased by a group of employees before, I have never been so scared! I feel my body trembling instinctively, and every cell is urging me to escape."

The footsteps of the high heels were getting closer and closer, and Wang Yan and his girlfriend couldn't bear the feeling of suffocation. They finally chose to find a room to hide for a while.

"This way!"

Wang Yan dragged his girlfriend to hide in the ward next to him, and the two of them covered their mouths with all their might, for fear of attracting each other's attention by making a sound.

The footsteps came closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door of the room where they were hiding.

She is right outside the door!

The eyes of Wang Yan and his girlfriend were full of panic, they had no way to escape.

With his heart pounding, Wang Yan held the doorknob tightly with both hands, and pressed his body against the door panel. He would not open the door today!

The handle on the outside of the door was turned by someone, but because Wang Yan firmly held the handle on the inside and pressed his body against the door, the other party did not open the door.

After a while, the person outside the door seemed to lose his patience, and the sound of high-heeled shoes was heard again in the corridor, and that person seemed to have walked away.

"Saved." Wang Yan seemed to have just been fished out of the water, his whole body was soaked in sweat: "Let's go out..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground sounded again.

After passing through the wards, he finally stopped outside the ward where Wang Yan was located for the second time.

Both Wang Yan and his girlfriend's hearts were in suspense. No one knew what would happen next. All they could do was wait quietly.

Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute...

A full two minutes passed, but there was still no movement outside the door. After the footsteps stopped outside the door, they never sounded again.

"Did that guy leave? Or has he stayed outside the door?" Wang Yan lay on the ground and looked outside through the crack of the door.

A strong smell of blood poured into his nostrils, and he saw a pair of blood-red high heels standing outside the door!

The toe of the shoe was facing the door, and a drop of blood was sliding down the edge of the shoe.

Wang Yan saw with his own eyes that a drop of blood flowed across the shoe and then fell to the ground.

"It's not paint! It's real blood!"

Wang Yan studied forensic medicine, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

"These high heels were dyed red by real blood!"

Pupil stared at the high-heeled shoes, and another drop of blood fell from the upper. When the blood was about to touch the ground, Wang Yan suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if the drop of blood did not fall on the ground, but on him. Same on the neck.

"Water leak?" He raised his head subconsciously, and saw half of the woman's body protruding into the room from the window above the door frame, watching them all the time!

The bandages fell apart, the flesh was bloody, curses and resentment were intertwined in the body, and the woman in red stretched out her hand to grab Wang Yan.

His head was empty, his eyes were completely occupied by the woman's face, Wang Yan's hand that was tightly holding the door of the house was slowly released, and his body fell backwards.

All the good memories flashed in his mind, and Wang Yan seemed to see heaven in a trance.

...

Zhang Jingjiu watched Wang Yan and his girlfriend run away, and after feeling a lot of emotion, he began to hone his acting skills again.

Facing the empty tabletop, he said something emotionally, and he was so absorbed that he didn't notice a thin figure hiding on the left side of the hotel gate.

"There are rumors that this haunted house is able to catch fire because the actors inside are all real ghosts. Let me verify it today." Li Changyin lowered his head, his eyes radiated a dangerous light.