Do you have a lot of question marks, Mr.

Wu Zui thinks that he is immune to gods and ghosts, and there are not many haunted houses, large and small, that can scare him.Except for some things that popped up suddenly, which would catch Wu Zui a little off guard, the general routines are not a problem!

Probably because of Monday, there were not many tourists in the amusement park. Mu Shangxing bought two tickets and led Wu Zui into the haunted house with a calm expression and steady steps.

The scale of this haunted house is not small, as can be seen from the price of a ticket of 98 yuan.

After drawing a ticket in Mu Shangxing's hand, Wu Zui saw "House of Wraiths" written in scarlet on it, and there was even a plot introduction on the back.

"A high school girl disappeared after school. She was found in the hospital mortuary three days later. The family members were overwhelmed with grief and set up a mourning hall for the girl. However, the people who worshiped died one by one. The bell rang at midnight, and the female ghost came back to life..." Wu Zui Raising his eyebrows, he shook his ticket at Mu Shangxing, "Mr. Mu, are you afraid?"

Mu Shangxing was expressionless, "If you can read through, you will make progress."

"At least I graduated from college." Wu Zui stuffed the ticket into his pants pocket and pushed open the door of the first scene.

A gust of cold wind came blowing, Wu Zui hurriedly got a haircut, and pulled Mu Shangshang into a dark room, "It's winter, can't we switch to a heater?"

Behind him, the door was slammed shut from the outside, Wu Zuihu was shocked, and Mu Shangxing calmly took out his phone and turned on the flashlight.

The room was extremely empty, with only a huge screen and cement walls on all sides, which made it a little depressing. What was even more confusing was that there was no way to see where the door to the room was.

"It's like trying to get money and kill someone." Wu Zui squeezed Mr. Mu's hand tightly. The light of a mobile phone was not enough, so Wu Zui took out his hand and turned on the flashlight.

The moment Wu Zui shocked the flashlight, the room lit up with a hazy blue light, and the ethereal singing sounded from far to near, eerie and light.

"Who killed the robin?

Who saw him die?

Who took his blood?

Who made his death garments? "3

Wu Zui shook his hands and quickly calmed down.A video with unclear quality was played on the huge screen next to it.

The girl in school uniform stood by the side of the constantly flowing road, her pale face showed no expression, a piece of paper in the girl's hand was blown away by the wind, but she didn't have any intention of chasing after it.

Squeezing Mr. Mu's hand tightly, Wu Zui stared wide-eyed, watching the girl rush into the traffic, was hit high by the vehicle, and finally fell to the ground, blood slowly flowing out.

The camera slowly zoomed in, the girl lying on the road was bleeding from all seven orifices, and her eyes were closed tightly. The next moment, the girl suddenly opened her eyes, and suddenly pulled out a bloody, ferocious smile.

"Damn it!" Wu Zui took two steps back, only to see the screen began to shake violently, there was a crack in the middle of the screen, and a pale arm stretched out.

"My song, does it sound good?" The ethereal voice was followed by a scalp-numbing laughter.

"It sounds good!" Wu Zui tugged at Mu Shangxing, looking for the door.

"Then you should have a song too."

"If I am satisfied, I will let you go, if not, you...stay here with me."

"No, big sister." Wu Zui cried and looked for the door by touching the concrete wall, "I have a man, don't mess around!"

"Sing!" The girl's roaring voice was mixed with the strange old male voice, Wu Zui swallowed his saliva, and dragged Mu Shangxing, "Brother, let's play a song."

Mu Shangxing shook his head slowly.

With a bitter face, Wu Zui said with a deaf tone, "Two tigers, two tigers, run fast, run fast..."

The staff behind the scenes chose to cover their ears.

The female ghost who broke out of the screen retracted her arms, and if Wu Zui heard correctly, the ghost even vomited.With a "squeak", a door opened behind the screen.

Wu Zui pulled Mu Shangxing and quickly ran into the door. The scene in front of him made Wu Zui gasp.

This is a classroom, I don't know what happened, the tables and chairs are messy, there are bloodstains everywhere, broken limbs, all kinds of arms and legs, Wu Zui saw the door, and without a word, he dragged Mu Shangshang out, Mu The boss suddenly stopped and looked at the desk.

Wu Zui had no choice but to stop, sincerely took Mr. Mu's hand, and said seriously, "Shangxing, promise me, in horror movies, never be separated, even if you want to shit together, okay?"

"Let go first." Mu Shangxing remained calm, "The undersides of the desks in front are welded. You have to move the desk next to it before we can go over."

Letting go of Mu Shangxing's pinched blue hand, Wu Zui tried it, and sure enough, the four legs of the desk in front were welded to death, and he had to move the desk next to him to get to the exit.

Moving away the desk, Wu Zui turned to look at Mu Shangxing, only to see a bloody thing in school uniform with an ax standing up slowly behind Mr. Mu.

Mu Shangxing remained expressionless.

"Let's go!" Wu Zui pulled Mu Shangxing without saying a word, rushed to the door, but the door didn't open, Wu Zui took two steps back and slammed into the door, and escaped.

Outside the door was an extremely long corridor, and trembling ghosts surrounded the deep corridor. Wu Zui let out a fierce roar, and rushed out with his eyes closed.

A woman's scream came from behind. At the end of the corridor, Wu Zui kicked open the door of the corridor, and then closed the door with his backhand. Leaning against the door, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Up, I..." Wu Zui raised his hand, only to see a bloody prop arm in his hand.

All the way... Lonely?

Sighing, Wu Zui finally calmed down, this is a haunted house, the ones holding the ax are only staff members, they are all human beings, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Wu Zui decided to find a place to sit here and wait for President Mu to come over.

In the horror classroom, two staff members covered in blood handed over Mr. Mu's list.

"Two door locks were broken, and there are two sets of tables and chairs. When you see your companion, please ask him to return the arm props."

Mr. Mu paid the compensation blankly.

The staff's earphones rang once, and then they looked at Mr. Mu helplessly.

"I'm sorry, your friend is sitting on the coffin, which prevented our new staff members from getting out. He's already crying in fright. Can you give him a hand?"

Mr. Mu nodded indifferently.

In the dimly lit room, there was a faint cry. Wu Zui shuddered and listened carefully.

The flashlight of the mobile phone was shining everywhere, and Wu Zui saw the spiritual tablet not far away, as well as the photo of the girl. It was originally a pure smile, but after Wu Zui stared at it for a while, it suddenly turned into bloody eyes and a big mouth. female ghost.

Whoops my mom.

Wu Zui sat uneasy and waited for a while, and the crying became more and more real.Just when Wu Zui decided to go back to find Mr. Mu, Mu Shangxing walked over, still calm and unhurried.

Hastily stepped forward to hold President Mu's hand, Wu Zui looked nervous, "Are you okay? When I was waiting for you, I heard crying all the time, which scared me to death."

Without saying a word, Mr. Mu pointed the flashlight of his mobile phone at the place where Wu Zui was sitting just now. It was a prop coffin. When the lid was pushed open, a "female ghost" turned pale from crying.

"Why can't I open the coffin lid, is it a ghost pressing the bed? It's too difficult to experience life, there are ghosts, help!"

Wu Zui looked at the "female ghost" in embarrassment, and then at Mr. Mu.

"Sorry, I really don't know."

The "female ghost" tore off the wig on her head. It was a male staff member with short hair, crying with tears and snot in his nose.

Mu Shangxing looked at the male staff for a while, then took out his phone and took a photo.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wu Zui pulled the male staff member out of the coffin. The man's legs were already weak, and he couldn't even stand still. He leaned against Wu Zui with tears in his eyes.

Under the light of the mobile phone's flashlight, the male staff member looked at Wu Zui for a moment, his eyes were a little strange.

"Let's go." Mu Shangxing said lightly.

"Huh?" The male staff member was taken aback, then looked at Mu Shangxing, "Mr. Mu? Why are you here?"

Mu Shangxing introduced to the confused Wu Zui indifferently, "Master Zong, our matchmaker."

Matchmaker?

Wu Zui immediately clenched the man's hands, smiling all over his face, "Thank you very much."

Thank you for sending such a good boss for me to spoil.

Before being entangled by the "male ghost", Mu Shangxing dragged Wu Zui to leave the condolence room quickly, and the next scene was the last scene: all the worshipers died, and the female ghost claimed her life.Props with long tongues were hanging in mid-air, like a corpse forest. Many people had their intestines dismembered, and blood dripped down their legs drop by drop.

Wu Zui stretched out his hand to touch the corpse of the prop, but Mu Shangxing held it down.

Suddenly, a few cockroaches gushed out from the opening and ran towards the two of them.

Without further ado, Wu Zui raised his foot and stomped on it. After making sure that the few cockroaches that escaped were trampled to death, Wu Zui lowered his head and took a serious look.

Prop roaches.

Electric.

Wu Zui glanced at Mr. Mu, and poked the prop cockroach with his toe, trying to make it move again.

"It's all flat, and the wires in the stomach are exposed." Wu Zui was a little embarrassed, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Mr. Mu is used to it.

A few spiders fell from the sky, Wu Zui tore one off and showed it to Mu Shangxing.

"Hey, look, it's also electric. It's soft and fluffy on the outside. It looks like it's real!"

Mr. Mu nodded.

"Also, look at this arm, it's made of rubber." Wu Zui raised his knee and folded the arm of the prop, with a "click", revealing the white bones inside.

"Wow, the details inside are so realistic."

……

The exit door burst open.

Seeing that the exit was right in front of him, Wu Zui recalled for a moment, then dragged Mu Shangxing to continue to shuttle through the forest of corpses.

"There should be a female ghost missing. Let's find out where the female ghost is."

"Female ghost? Is it time to kill me?" Wu Zui yelled and searched, and finally found the trembling female ghost in the corner.

Looking at the monitoring staff, they mourned for three seconds in silence for their colleagues.

Before Wu Zui had time to say anything, the female ghost screamed and ran out of the exit desperately.

"Don't run!" Wu Zui pulled Mu Shangxing to chase after the female ghost, "You should be the one chasing, let's run, do it all over again!"

Outside the haunted house, a young man was describing the horror inside to his girlfriend, "It's really scary, especially in the last room, the female ghost will chase you from the dead body, and suddenly appear in front of you, you must follow closely I……"

The next moment, the legendary scary female ghost screamed and ran out from the exit, followed by two men who were chasing after her.

"You don't want to come here! I will resign now, immediately!"

The author has something to say: I recommend a cute sand sculpture ~ (Sand sculptures need to hug each other tightly these days)

"When the Rich and the Young Become the Cinnabar Mole of a Tyrant" - Yue Wuxian

One-sentence introduction: The original plot was difficult to pass the review, but the current plot is expensive and expensive

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Qi Zhao was originally a rich second generation with a well-to-do family and no worries about food and clothing. He didn't have any bad hobbies, but was addicted to anime, and was a rich mansion that didn't compete with the world...

Until he bought a comic.

It was a long story, but one day he had a whim, and spent huge sums of money to find a cartoonist, and draw a book called "Young Blood Fighting Fan" with him as the main character.However, when he picked it up and took a look, what caught his eyes was a scene that no serious website dared to release, and the protagonists were still two old men.

Damn it, I actually drew a book of ancient manga...

Driven by curiosity, Qi Zhaobai read this masterpiece, and the more he read it, the better it became.Unexpectedly, this broken manga turned out to be a sad manga in the end!From a young age with no clothes to cover his body and no food to eat, he managed to survive until he grew up, and was imprisoned in the palace by a scumbag tyrant.It made him fall asleep after drinking a bottle of red wine from the Guangxu period with tears in his eyes, and he planned to discount the dog legs of the cartoonist when he got up.

But when he woke up, he escaped into the manga without dying, and became the sad male protagonist who was abused.The tyrant in front of him was as cold as ice, and said, "Kneel down!"

Just kidding, can Young Master Qi kneel down for you? !However, the person in front of him was alive and well, causing his sad tears to rush out from the corner of his mouth...

Ding... the system prompts, congratulations on starting the main mission: come on, stay alive!

----small theater----

Qi Zhao: "Stop pestering me, it's useless, I only have money in my heart."

Li Yuran: "(Extended hand obediently) Here, here is your money."

Qi Zhao dismissed it with disdain: "This little money, just to make Ben Shao change his mind? It's not even enough to buy a figure!"

Li Yanran loaded the glazed tiles from the roof of the palace into several carts, and piled them on the ground with a clatter: "I'll give you all."

Qi Zhao: "...So, your emperor's nephew is living in a tent now?!"

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Sino;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: 4 orange peels and three coins; ╭(°a°`)╮yusheng 2; meow meow who loves to eat rice. , Luyuan, and 1 small match;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：静等大大更新10瓶；橘皮三钱8瓶；s111t4瓶；琑：逍遥公子、突然想换个名字1瓶；

Today's reward:

Haunted house staff: Ten little angels came to sing a nursery rhyme. After listening to the nursery rhyme sung by this tourist, I feel that my ears are not clean (crying in the storm)