My House of Horrors Chapter 918: The art club that does not exist
"Let's go, don't look around." Gui Mei leaned close to the male assistant and said, "Did Brother Zai tell you the specific requirements for this crackdown... Why is your heart beating so fast? Still sweating that much? Are you not feeling well?"
"It's alright, it's alright." The male assistant looked away, holding the phone, his face was abnormally pale, and he muttered in a low voice: "The footsteps are very messy, but there is not one more, it's okay, it's okay..."
"You are such a strange person." Gui Mei wanted to ask the male assistant something, but seeing the other person's appearance, she dismissed that thought.
"Little girl, pay more attention to the little ghost, this haunted house is very cleverly designed." The big ghost quietly moved to the ghost girl's side.
"Did you hear something again?" Ghost Girl was a little curious.
"Someone was calling for help, and the sound was coming from the wall. I closed my eyes and tried to locate the sound, but I found that the sound seemed to be coming from all directions, as if there were sound generators buried everywhere. "The big ghost's ability to express is very weak.
"Big ghost, this is just a haunted house, don't scare yourself. In addition, you should go to a doctor to have a look at your ears. If you drag it on, a minor illness will turn into a serious one." When the big ghost and the little ghost speak, the voice will be normal.
"Yes."
The eleven-man team came to the end of the long corridor, and they came to the first fork in the road.
"There are icons on the wall. The club activity room, archive room, gymnasium, library and swimming pool are all on the left, and the teaching building, laboratory and office building are on the right." The kid walked in the first one, he looked at the wall I reached out and touched the words on it: "It's carved with a knife, and there's some paint in it."
There is a light red tinge between the fingers, and if you smell it carefully, you can smell a faint fishy smell.
"Our task is to put thirteen oil paintings into the art club, which is related to club activities, so I suggest that we go to the left and take a look, maybe we can find some clues." Lan Dong's black-rimmed glasses covered it. With his excited eyes, the child regarded this haunted house tour as a game of spirit exploration.
"Oil painting is related to the art club, and normal people know that the owner of the haunted house may have used this to set up various traps in the corridor on the left." The little ghost pointed to the passage on the right: "Why don't we do the opposite? Go ahead, take the passage on the right, maybe you can catch him off guard."
"My brother is right. Once you get caught up in the opponent's rhythm in a haunted house, you will be very passive." Guimei supported Xiaogui unconditionally, and she even touched the big ghost after speaking.
The big ghost seems to be in a daze all the time, and doesn't pay attention to what others are saying. After being touched by the ghost girl, he subconsciously said: "The cry is closer, it's around us."
He suddenly said such a sentence, which made the atmosphere very strange.
"The cast of the haunted house may be coming. The safest way is to go back the same way immediately. No matter what you see, don't look back. Everyone stays at the entrance together." Bai Bugui reminded them again.
"Cough cough." Liu Gang coughed dryly: "You two don't need to help the haunted house to add to the atmosphere. This time I'm going live to crack down on fakes. If I take a step back, I'll be sorry for this screen-filled barrage."
"Don't pay attention to them." Lan Dong said with a smile: "I've also watched Big Ghost and Little Ghost's spiritual exploration show. The so-called sleeping in the graveyard is actually nothing special. Many supernatural phenomenons in the show are made by them. ghost."
Lan Dong is young and outspoken, and he said what was in his heart in front of the live broadcast audience.
Although the camera was not aimed at him, the audience in the live broadcast room heard his voice.
"Fart!" The kid has a very violent temper, and when he rolls up his sleeves, he wants to reason with Lan Dong.
"The three of us have played a lot of supernatural games, and have been to many places to test our courage, in order to find the existence of spirits, but unfortunately we haven't encountered anything too strange until now, and all abnormal phenomena can be explained by science "Lan Dong seems to be an academic bully, he disdains to argue with the little ghost, and walks directly to Liu Zai: "Brother Zai, this time you can take a look, the three of us will explain the haunted house for you from a scientific point of view. everything."
"Brother Zai..." The male assistant really wanted to let Lan Dong explain the legs he just saw, but Liu Zai didn't give him this chance at all.
"I understand that you want to make the show full of effects, but it's completely unnecessary." Liu Zai said confidently towards the camera: "We are here to crack down on fakes, we are upright, and we don't rely on these crooked ways to attract attention. "
"It makes sense. Brother Zai is indeed a super V with millions of fans, and it is worth learning from."
"Let's go, let's go to the left first."
When Liu Zai spoke, others had to endure it even if they were upset.
The light became even more dim, and the person at the front of the line could barely see the face of the person at the back of the line.
"Follow me!"
The corridors are intricate and complicated. Although there is a map on the wall, the map is covered with red paint on a large area, and it looks like it has been modified by a ghost.
Entering several rooms in a row, Liu Zai and the others didn't find any oil paintings. Instead, they saw a lot of torn workbooks and diaries, with all kinds of horrible words written on them.
This school seems to be full of taboos. If you do something bad, you will encounter unknown things.
"Bang!"
Lan Dong pushed open a door at the corner, and the wooden board with the words "Community Activity Center" on the door fell to the ground.
The room looks like it hasn't been entered in a long time, with a musty smell and dust on the tables and chairs.
"Records of club activities?" The bald security guard Liu Guangming found a yellowed and broken notebook on the table with information on each club, but he didn't see the art club: "Why isn't there an art club?"
"We've been in for ten minutes, and it stands to reason that it's time to start providing clues." Lan Dong grabbed the file and looked through it. There was a black and white photo of the club members in each club profile in front of him. He frowned.
The society recorded on the last page of the file is called the Paranormal Research Society. In the group photo of this society, all members are wearing blood red clothes.
"Only the photos of this club are different in all the photos. The art club should be related to this club! If we want to complete the task, it is best to take the initiative to find members of this club. They should leave some information behind." Lan Dong remembered part of the content about the Supernatural Research Club: "The Supernatural Research Club has no activity room, the teacher in charge is surnamed Bai, and all the materials are in Teacher Bai's dormitory."
"Brother Dong, it's been ten minutes now, we haven't found a single painting, and it will be difficult to complete the task if we continue like this." Ali whispered: "I propose to split up, a group of people to look for oil paintings, and then The team concentrated on deciphering the secrets of the art club, so that thirteen paintings could be put into the oil painting room of the art club in the shortest time."
"It seems that this is the only way to go." Lan Dong looked at Liu Zai: "Brother Zai, make a decision."
"Don't even think about it." Bai Bugui blocked at the door: "I've watched a lot of horror movies, and there's nothing wrong with everyone getting together, but someone has to leave for various reasons. I wonder why those people are so eager to die?"