Horror, my mental hospital has become a weird restricted area

"Fuck, then tonight's task is just to be a tool man and that's it!"

"However, the atmosphere is ominous, but it's getting more and more terrifying!"

Lu Chen felt his whole body trembling.

At the same time, I have some doubts that this birthday banquet is really a birthday banquet.

Just at the beginning, he felt that he couldn't stay any longer.

The terrible spiritual erosion accompanied the old woman's opening, making Lu Chen feel that if the other party kept talking, he might really die in this courtyard.

Likewise, everyone else is no better off.

They all felt the terrifying spiritual erosion.

I just hope that this birthday party will end soon.

"What's the situation? That old lady is definitely more dangerous than any ghosts I've encountered. Could it be A-level?"

Looking at the scene in the hall, Liu Yiyi immediately saw the problem.

The entire hall and the courtyard are now surrounded by a layer of terrifying aura.

A small-scale ghost domain is formed, or the ghost domain is bound within the scope of the courtyard.

This is a very scary haunted place, even the ghosts at the guest table felt the terrible ominousness and were crying.

Especially the weird longevity character in the middle of the hall seemed to have some kind of activity in Liu Yiyi's sight.

"It's just the beginning, is the level of horror the ghost domain?"

Liu Yiyi felt a little hairy in her heart.

This birthday party was really scary.

Following the hunchbacked figure in the hall, he finished his last polite words.

The surrounding atmosphere finally dissipated a lot.

However, it also became more intense, because the sense of envelopment was still there.

Suddenly, a strange melody resounded throughout the courtyard.

Three figures in hospital uniforms from Ranchengnan Mental Hospital walked out from the left side of the backyard, holding old musical instruments in their hands, and walked towards an open space.

Then came one after another of cold and terrifying figures, all of them were ghosts, also holding those musical instruments of different shapes.

The three people who followed the front were the most familiar to those who participated in the mission. They were the three bosses of the mental hospital who appeared during the day.

Aaron held an old suona in his hand, and Zhang Mazi next to him held two gongs in both hands. Mr. Sun still wore a colorful crown on his face, and there were traces of cinnabar on his face.

Those ghosts behind him exude.

The cold, terrifying, and ominous atmosphere, at a glance, turned out to be all B-level weirdness.

There is horror in the resentment.

Let the people who are seated feel fear and shock.

Finally, these terrifying ghosts and the three big bosses from Chengnan Mental Hospital sat down on the seats in the open space.

It made everyone unable to understand what kind of operation this was.

"Ahem, come on, brothers, follow my rhythm and start blowing!"

In the terrifying and cold environment, those suona Aaron shouted to the ghost behind him.

Then there was a burst of indescribable melody, how should I put it, it can't even be called a melody.

Because it's not on the beat at all.

Aaron blew on his own, while Zhang Mazi also slapped the gong curiously.

Even Mr. Sun turned over in the open space.

Those terrifying ghosts in the back also had no rhythm, and followed Aaron's suona stiffly.

Some were holding a flute and beating drums there, while others were also beating randomly with bronze mirrors.