My House of Horrors Chapter 924: I am not afraid of the shadow crooked

The atmosphere in the dormitory 413 became weird. Ali was Lan Dong's best friend. Naturally, it was impossible for him to help the haunted house to scare Lan Dong on purpose. He should have really seen a ghost just now.

Are there really ghosts in the world?

Liu Zai shook his head and drove this unrealistic thought out of his mind. He didn't believe what Ali said, so he reached out and picked up the phone on the ground.

"A few years ago, I saw a similar applet in a mobile phone store, probably adding ghosts to normal shooting footage. At that time, many people downloaded this software to make fun of their friends." The camera also added When it was on, Liu Zai picked up the phone and pointed it at Lan Dong.

There is nothing lying on Lan Dong's neck, on the contrary, the wall behind him is a little strange.

"There is clearly nothing on his neck." Liu Zai showed everyone: "It's all a lie."

"Brother Zai, I have also used the applet you mentioned, but it has been removed from the shelves of major mobile phone stores. Do you know why it was finally blocked by all platforms?" Xiaochun is a little disgusted with Liu Zai for some reason. , maybe she doesn't like that greasy uncle who puts on a lot of pretense.

"Why?"

“Someone used that applet to actually see a ghost. The major mobile phone stores will definitely not state the reason, but there is a friend around me who has experienced it personally.” Xiaochun glanced at the camera lens: “Brother Zai , I know you don't believe in ghosts, you can be disrespectful, but you can't be disrespectful, especially...in a place like this."

"Girl, your age is not big, but you can talk about it." Liu Zai didn't take it seriously.

"Our relationship has not yet reached the point where you can call me a girl." Xiaochun is a sensitive person, she doesn't like to talk much, but the more she is, the more she can perceive the subtle changes around her.

Since entering this haunted house, she found that everyone's emotions were deliberately guided, and the dark side of the character was gradually exposed. This haunted house is like a labyrinth that will get deeper and deeper.

"Under the sunlight outside the haunted house, everyone was so peaceful. How did it change after entering? Is it because of a problem with the background music? Or is the scenario rendering too depressing?"

Xiaochun doesn't know how to evaluate such a haunted house. The good side is that people who have been depressed for too long in reality can come to the haunted house to vent freely, be the most authentic self in this dark and terrifying underground, and wear it again after leaving. Masks work hard to live; the bad side is that the process of transformation is destined to be full of screams and horrors.

"Spiritual app?" The people in the room were arguing, Lan Dong touched his neck and knelt on the bed: "When Ali was looking at me just now, I did feel a chill in my neck, as if there were a pair of invisible hands Pull my head out. Later, when I took a picture of my brother, that feeling disappeared."

"Isn't there really a ghost?" The photographer, the macho, murmured in a low voice. He is a professional photographer, and normally he won't speak during the video recording unless he can't help it.

"I don't know if there are ghosts in the world, but I'm sure someone in this haunted house is pretending to be a ghost. He may be hiding behind the monitor and watching the screen snickering." Lan Dong glanced at the corner of the room: " He wants to see us embarrassing, but I won't let him succeed!"

Lan Dong jumped off the top bunk: "Let's go, I have the keys to the key rooms of the haunted house now. Next, I only need to open these rooms one by one, and I should be able to clear the haunted house smoothly."

"Would you like to search again? I took a general look just now. It seems that school bullying has occurred in this dormitory. The boy who was bullied was named Lin Sisi, the owner of the phone."

"Ali, what we're looking for is the art club, don't be disturbed by irrelevant things." Lan Dong frowned.

"But I checked my phone just now, and there were several text messages related to the art club." Ali opened Lin Sisi's phone and clicked on each message.

"The sender, Mr. Bai, Lin Sisi, from today onwards you will live in dormitory 413, get along well with your classmates, and don't disappoint your parents' expectations."

"The sender artist - Lin Sisi, why did you hide a knife under your pillow? Don't you know you have the habit of sleepwalking?"

"The sender artist - Lin Sisi, what is your favorite color? Dark red? Or dark red?"

"The sender painter - Lin Sisi, I have seen your paintings, welcome to join the art club."

Ali showed everyone the text message: "This Lin Sisi is one of the members of the art club, and several clues can be found from their text messages. The president of the art club should be a painter, and this club is definitely not in the ordinary sense. The hobby clubs who can only paint, they are probably a group of lunatics. I have a hunch that the task we have drawn is not as simple as it is literally written."

"Too much to worry about." Lan Dong interrupted before listening to Ali's words: "The task is drawn and cannot be changed. Our top priority is to find the art club as soon as possible within a limited time."

"Wait a minute!" Ali didn't follow Lan Dong out, he lifted Lin Sisi's bedding, opened Lin Sisi's closet, and finally found a handmade wooden box on the lower level of the closet: "Lin Sisi is a member of the art club. , there are likely paintings hidden in his room."

The wooden box that Ali found is almost the same as the one they picked up the quest outside the haunted house, and it should have come from the same person.

Opening the lid of the box, a faint smell of blood wafted into the tip of the nose, and a folded oil painting was rudely stuffed into the box.

"This way of folding the painting is very harmful. Forget it, the owner of the haunted house probably doesn't understand art. For him, this painting is just a prop that can be changed at any time." Liu Zai unfolded the painting and glanced at it. Even if they are just laymen, they are shocked by the scenario in the painting. The upside-down oil painting, the blood red and the blank form a strong contrast, which makes people palpitate.

I don't know what material the canvas is made of, and it feels cold to the touch.

After unfolding the whole painting, the creases on it are slowly recovering, just as human skin can heal itself after being cut.

"Ali, you did a great job." Liu carried them into the haunted house for ten minutes, and finally found the first painting.

"Let's go, we still need to find twelve more oil paintings." Lan Dong left the dormitory without looking back. Ali carefully put the oil paintings back into the box. Inexplicably, the picture of Lin Sisi being beaten appeared in the lily. The skinny child begged for mercy, but no one responded.

After shivering, Ali looked around: "Don't come to me, I'm just an errand."

His eyes moved, and when he saw the wall, Ali was stunned for a second: "Why is the human-shaped stain on the wall missing? Brother Dong seems to have sat there just now."

He had a very bad premonition, and subconsciously took out Lin Sisi's mobile phone and aimed it at Lan Dong to shoot. Everything on Lan Dong's body was normal, except that the shadow was crooked and conspicuous.

"There is no dirty thing to follow, it seems that I think too much."