My House of Horrors Chapter 631: High energy ahead
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Wifes, middle-aged men, and drunks who have remained silent all look at the boy ’s finger.
Slight abnormal noises came from the end of the dark corridor, and the door handle of a certain room trembles slightly, as if something was locked in the room, and he wanted to come out.
In a strange residential building that is quiet, the door lock shakes itself, which raises the hearts of several people.
"I just saw the leading man walking upstairs, and the room cannot be a passenger." The middle-aged man was more and more afraid: "I've been to Liwan, how can I say? Sometimes you will see this place Something that is difficult to explain scientifically. "
"For example?"
"You do n’t want to know those examples, all we can do is avoid them."
"What if it can't be avoided?" The drunkard leaned back against the wall, staring closely at the depths of the corridor.
"There is no way to avoid it, then pretend not to see them, try to stay as normal as possible, and then tell yourself in your mind that all this is your own psychological effect." The middle-aged man's face became paler, and he remembered a certain Some bad memories, cold sweat appeared on the forehead, and his face looked extremely poor: "The Liwan I went to is not the same as the current Liwan. Without the red fog, there seems to be a new incident here."
"Do n’t scare me, dog day, how can I feel someone blowing in my ears, as if there is still a woman ’s voice!" The drunkard turned his head violently and looked behind him, calling himself a "murderer of scissors" "When he walked through the entrance of the corridor, he would sound two steps every time he walked. His expression was very strange. It was obviously a man's face, but after watching it for a long time, he felt that the five senses belonged to a woman.
The man did not follow them into the corridor, but walked forward.
"Is he a man? Is it a woman?" This strange feeling made the drunkard tense instantly, and he patted the middle-aged man's shoulder: "Someone passed by just now."
"Is there?" When the middle-aged man looked back, the corridor was covered with blood mist, and he could not see anything: "Don't care about him, let's protect ourselves first."
It was a stunned effort, the sound of the door handle trembling deep in the corridor disappeared, and everything was calm again.
The blood mist is a little thicker, and the surroundings have become more gloomy. I can hear the sound of the wind blowing through the hollow, making people feel hairy.
"The man inside the door gave up?" The drunk man leaned on the handrail of the stairs. He stood at the entrance of the corridor and was ready to run out at any time.
"Not necessarily, it is possible that the gadget has already ran out of the house." The middle-aged man bent down and took out a mobile phone from his pocket. The drunk man found that the mobile phone used by the middle-aged man was still a few years ago. .
He adjusted the screen of his phone to the brightest and lifted it in front of him. There seemed to be something in the dark corridor, but because the distance was too far, he couldn't see any more.
"It's weird." The middle-aged man touched the drunk man with his elbow: "I think this corridor seems to be different from the one just now. Come and see."
The sharp wind blew in my ears, as if a lunatic was talking to himself. The drunk man took the middle-aged man ’s cell phone and looked at it carefully for a while: "It seems that there is something more."
He took a step forward involuntarily, frowning.
A shabby ceiling, a large piece of peeling wall skin, a closed door, and various debris accumulated in the corner.
"Huh?" The drunkard suddenly looked at a place.
"What did you find?" The middle-aged man hurried over and looked towards the drunkard, where he saw nothing unusual, and there were no ghosts or corpses in his mind.
"I'm not sure, wait a minute." The driver returned the phone to the middle-aged man, took out his phone, and turned on the attached flashlight.
The light is distorted in the blood mist, and it is still not clear.
"It was the door there that made the noise just now." Drunk Hanqiang endured the fear of moving forward. He narrowed his neck and held his arm against the wall. After walking a few steps, he finally saw the extra thing: " A mop? "
An extra mop came out of the corridor, which is a common mop in life. I do n’t know who was thrown in the corridor.
"It's just a mop, are you going to scare me?" The middle-aged man took a deep breath and put the little boy down, his arm sore.
The drunk man also breathed a sigh of relief. He scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'm too nervous ... but, there seems to be no mop in the corridor just now?"
"It seems to be there? I can't remember it." The middle-aged man and the drunkard stood together, and the two of them continued to look forward with the help of the bright light of their phones.
The light shines, and the drunkard who was about to go forward suddenly stopped. He was not too sure to ask the middle-aged man next to him, "Is the mop just in that position? I remember it was in the last place. There are three rooms, how do you feel it moved forward one room? "
"Really?" The middle-aged man also looked at the mop.
Under the simultaneous observation of the two, the mop, which is very common in life, suddenly moved, and the black rag pieces began to shake, slowly revealing a face below!
Drunken men and middle-aged men did not expect such a thing to happen. Their hands and feet were cold and they had n’t reacted yet, so the mop began to approach quickly.
After getting closer, all the people on the scene could see clearly. It was not a mop at all, but a head with long hair.
"Run!"
The drunk man grabbed his mobile phone and ran away, and the middle-aged man rushed out regardless of his wife and children.
The little boy was terrified and he cried out until he was picked up by his mother.
The clutter of footsteps sounded in the building, and the drunkard rushed to the entrance of the corridor first. He was hesitant at this time, whether he went upstairs to find Chen Ge or ran out of the building directly.
Looking up and looking up the gap of the stairs, a ray of black hair fell to his face, and a pale face was reaching down from the handrail on the second floor.
With a scream, he couldn't take care of anything, and ran out with his legs spread.
Blood misty streets, cities intertwined with reality and nightmares, each building is like a monster that eats people.
Heart was beating fast, the drunkard did n’t dare to stop, he shouted to the middle-aged man behind him—run to this side, and then ran into a small two-story building next door.
The courtyard outside the building is not closed, and the flowers and plants inside have withered. The most striking thing is that there is a large kennel inside the courtyard.
Building with iron railings and moldy wooden boards, all kinds of bite marks remain.
In addition to the small building that can hide people, only the kennel is left in the yard.
Footsteps and women ’s laughter kept coming from outside, and the drunken man had a mess of paste in his head, feeling that it was not safe anywhere.
He hurried to the kennel: "The house is very dangerous. Maybe he will encounter any dirty things, so hide here to see the situation first."
The drunk man supported the board above the doghouse. He had just prepared to drill inside, but before he entered the head, he smelled a pungent odor.