Chapter Nine Hundred and Seventeen High Energy Begins

"Not much nonsense, let's start exploring now. There are only a few ways to scare people in haunted houses. As long as you firmly believe that everything is fake, nothing can scare me at all. Not only will you not be afraid when you see those haunted house actors, they will even I think it's funny." Liu Zai didn't bother to talk to Bai Buhui, he took a step forward, and the team of eleven people officially entered the school of ghosts.

There were faint cries coming from the corner, and the whispers of children were caught in the dark wind. This place used to be a piece of paradise, but now there is only an empty corridor left.

The half-opened wooden door creaked, there were detailed words on the wall, and the sharp knife carved out the only beauty left in the children's minds.

"It's true. We entered the largest abandoned school in Xinhai to test our guts a year ago. This place is very similar to that school." Lan Dong took out his mobile phone and took a few photos: "It's not like It is deliberately old, as if the school was originally like this, you can see the dust in the gaps in the window frames, and the traces of being burned at the bottom of the wall."

Fingers tapped the wall, and there was a layer of burnt paint under the dusty white wall.

"If you want to create this scene, you have to burn the walls and then repaint them. Has the owner of the haunted house even considered such small details?" There are two students beside Lan Dong, one is Ali, chubby, looking at Very honest, the other is a girl, very quiet, not very talkative.

"Perhaps the owner of the haunted house transported the burned-out walls to the ground for remodeling." Liu Zai didn't want his audience to feel that the haunted house had any bright spots. He tried his best to enliven the atmosphere, trying to dilute the terrifying atmosphere: "Speaking of which, We came in for five minutes and didn't even see any actors, the actors in this haunted house are so unprofessional."

"Maybe they are waiting for an opportunity." The male assistant replied with a smile, and was about to move forward when the big ghost and the little ghost who were exploring the way in front suddenly stopped.

"Did you hear a strange sound?" The big ghost who had been silent all this time suddenly asked. He looked around, then turned to stare at the road they came from: "It seems to be coming from behind."

"What sound? Why didn't I hear it?"

"It's a bit like the faucet is not tightened, and the water is falling drop by drop." The ghost took a few steps back and pushed open the door next to Liu Zai. This is a very ordinary-looking toilet with five compartments in total.

"Be careful, the actors in the haunted house may be hiding in the cubicle." The scary background music pierced into my ears, the big ghost and the little ghost entered the bathroom, and everyone else stood at the door.

"What are you afraid of? There are so many of us together, so I'll pull out the actor and let everyone see." The little ghost took the lead, and when he saw the camera shooting at him, he was even more proud and pushed the door of the first compartment open .

There was nothing in the narrow compartment, and then he pushed open the doors of the next few compartments, and finally he stopped at the door of the fifth compartment.

"It took so much effort to restore an abandoned toilet. There must be a hidden scare in this place. The sound of water dripping comes from the toilet. There must be something wrong with the last cubicle." The little ghost and the big ghost stood on one side, and they both worked hard at the same time. Push the door of the last compartment open.

"Boom!"

The compartment door slammed against the wall, and there was no one hiding in the last compartment, just a torn diary thrown around.

"It was a false alarm. It seems that we were thinking too much." Others entered the toilet one after another, while the little ghost and the big ghost picked up the homework book on the ground, with some words written intermittently on it.

"Don't go into a dripping toilet alone,

The four corners of the compartment may harbor terrifying ghosts. "

"Don't walk with your head down, cold hands will hold your head down."

"Don't stay in a room full of posters for too long, they can't get out, and they will keep you."

"Don't bite your own fingers, be careful that your nails are taken away."

"Don't stare at the broken mirror, lest you find yourself in the mirror who is different from you"

"Don't read the diary you picked up. If you read his past, you will become the next him."

The kid closed the tattered diary, curled his lips: "If I believed in this, I wouldn't go to sleep in the cemetery, it's boring."

He threw the diary into the urinal casually, and at the same time as the diary fell, the door of the first compartment of the toilet suddenly closed with a "snap".

His hands trembled, and the kid looked at the other people in the room very unhappy: "Who closed the door? Are you sick?"

"No one seems to touch it." Bai Buhui stood behind the line, he hesitated for a moment, his palm fell on the door panel of the first compartment, and the photographer pointed the camera at him.

Push it slowly, there is still nothing in the first compartment.

"The door shaft and the door frame are not equipped with any mechanism. How could it be closed suddenly? Could it be the wind?"

"That's not right!" The male assistant suddenly yelled, startling Liu Zai.

"Don't be surprised, what did you find?"

"Maybe I read it wrong." The male assistant smiled a little reluctantly, and he quietly leaned into Liu Zai's ear: "I have been watching your live broadcast room, the camera was aimed at Bai Buhui just now, when he opened the door, It seems that a child was photographed on the screen, lying on his stomach in the first cubicle."

"If you read it right, the bullet screen in the live broadcast room would have exploded long ago." Liu Zai glanced at his live broadcast room, the bullet screen was normal, it seemed that only the male assistant saw the scene just now: "I knew that I won’t take you this time, don’t scare yourself, it’s live broadcast now, if you’re afraid, it’s too embarrassing.”

After the camera shot at him, Liu Zai immediately regained his composure: "Okay, there's nothing to see in this toilet, let's hurry up and find the oil painting, and try to finish the task half an hour earlier."

"En." Bai Buhui also felt very strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange.

Several people all walked out of the toilet, only the male assistant was still confused. He looked down at the live broadcast on his phone and shook his head: "Maybe I really misread it."

Just as he was about to go out, the male assistant suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if being pinched by a cold little hand.

"Who?!"

Turning his head suddenly, the male assistant saw a gray foot flash past the fifth compartment.

"What?" He didn't have the courage to run over to look by himself, and ran out when the little ghost and the big ghost left the toilet, and no one stayed in the toilet.

Tick, tick...

Red liquid dripped from the water pipe, and shallow water stains appeared on the four corners of the toilet, which looked like four human faces.

The male assistant clutched the phone tightly, he squeezed to Liu Zai's side, wondering if he should tell Liu Zai what he saw just now.

Now he is very disturbed, even if he stays in the center of the crowd, he can't dispel the flustered feeling.

He looked back at the toilet from time to time, and the weird background music penetrated into his ears, and the footsteps behind him became chaotic, as if something more would happen as he walked.

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