My House of Horrors

Popularity soared, full screen barrage, Chen Ge did not expect things to become like this.

"I have already reminded Qin Guang, but he did not blame me. But fortunately, Fuyang Middle School is not too dangerous. The evil inside is not a fierce spirit. He should not be in danger." I feel that I am a kind person: "I hope he can recover soon, don't follow the trend again."

Looking at the popularity of 400,000 people, Chen Ge took the opportunity to make several advertisements for his haunted house.

As can be seen from the number of barrage, his live room has very little popularity, only this time, the name of the Jiujiang West Suburbs can be remembered by many people.

Heat fermentation, in the future, it is estimated that there will be a steady flow of water friends to the horror house experience.

"Chen Ge, the contract matter needs to be put on the agenda, and I still have a question to ask you." Liu Dao did not hang up the phone, he also suffered a lot of pressure on the other side: "This live broadcast tonight is you Arranged? Is the entire scene working for your horror house?"

Liu Kou is not clear about the details of Chen Ge. The two sides are cooperative. He only knows that Chen Ge is a haunted house. He definitely knows the professional ghost actor and can design the most realistic horror scene.

For a person who does not believe in ghosts, the first time he sees an abnormal event, he will guess based on his own experience.

"Okay." Chen Song returned an ambiguous answer.

Of course, he has his own haunted house team, but the members of this team can't talk to outsiders except Xu Wei.

"I know that you are not alone." Liu Knife seems to be relieved: "The camera on your wrist just fell. After you ran out, the camera that fell on the ground suddenly moved again and took a new shot. The picture, after seeing Li, she thought it was really haunted."

“New picture?” Chen Song turned his head and glanced at the wrist, and the camera was knocked out while fighting with the nurse.

"Look, it's moving again!"

Chen Ge directly shielded the barrage and looked at the bottom right corner of the live screen, which is the viewing angle of the wrist camera.

The picture is moving forward, and the camera seems to be hanging on the nurse's clothes, and is chasing in the direction of Chen Ge!

"Isn't that ruined like that? Is it because the terrain is special?"

Liu Knife did not know the seriousness of the matter and seriously taught Chen Song experience: "You better contact your friend and tell him not to appear in front of the camera, which will give the water friend more expectation."

"Looking forward to a ghost!" Hang up the phone, Chen Ge ran to the upstairs without saying anything.

The two cameras in the live room shot different pictures and seemed to be chasing each other.

This scene does not say that the water friends have not seen, Chen Ge himself encountered for the first time, he quickly fled back to the third floor corridor.

After running a dozen meters away, Chen Song looked down at the screen of the mobile phone. He saw his back in his live broadcast room!

"Catch up!"

For the time being, there was no way to solve the nurse perfectly. Chen Getou did not return. He went back to the second floor along the stairs on the side of the corridor. After speeding up the female nurse, he changed direction and slipped into the first floor.

The female nurse who chased the back seemed to be acting only by instinct. After losing the trace of Chen Ge, she began to open the door again and searched for a room.

"The monster is different from the mirror ghost. Without her own consciousness, she should be integrated into the special environment of this place."

After the female nurse walked away, Chen Gecai walked out of the hiding place. This layer is the source of all terrorist incidents.

"The smell is even more intense."

The first floor corridor is different from the other floors. The floor cracks a small gap. I don’t know if it is a bug or something crawling. The wall begins to show shallow erythema. After the wall is buckled, it can be found. The red is soaked into the wall, like the capillaries in the human body.

"A similar description I saw in the Dean's letter, but at that time he said that there was only an abnormality around the door frame of the third room."

There are ten wards on the first floor, corresponding to ten numbers, and Chen Ge is close to the door closest to him.

The door of the No. 10 ward is a special iron gate. It is more like a cell than the ward. Chen Ge tried various methods and could not open it.

"The quality is so good. After so many years, there are no signs of looseness."

The person in Room 10 is called the devil, although Dr. Gao asserts that this person is not living long, but there are exceptions to everything.

Today, Chen Ge met several patients in the third ward, and maybe the patient in the tenth room is here.

The two hospitals on the 9th and 8th have also installed iron gates. It is impossible to open them without making a big noise.

Chen Ge no longer delays the time and goes straight to the third room.

The wall was peeled off, and the skin was bleeding from the wall. The bedding on the ground was high and the part of the dummy was exposed, just like the person who would reach out and catch the passing.

Above the head, under the feet, the inside of the building is bloody, but you will find it by touching those blood marks.

The blood is not on the surface of the building, but inside the building, constantly infiltrating outward.

This feeling is very strange, as if the blood is the building itself.

The smell in the air has reached the point of pungent, Chen Geqiang endured the discomfort of approaching the third ward, and when he was a few meters away, he saw the door of the third room.

It was a door that was completely red-stained with blood, half-opened, and a wooden board that was forbidden to enter was hung on the door lock.

“This is the ‘door’ that ruined the entire rehabilitation center.” Really standing in front of the door, I can feel the unspeakable feeling.

Chen Ge's legs are mechanically moving forward, and the killing knife and broken skull in his hand can't bring him a sense of security.

Every cell in the body is shouting, it is dangerous, don't get close, but the deepest part of the mind seems to have another voice urging him and enticing him forward.

The hair rose and Chen Ge finally stopped at the door of the third ward.

In the middle of the dark corridor, a door was opened on the red-stained wall.

It is like the heart of the third ward, and everything is around it.

"If the door in my haunted house is left unchecked, will it become like this?" Chen Ge followed the half-opened door and looked inside the third ward.

Ceilings, walls, beds, everything that Chen Ge sees is red, separated by a door, and there are two different worlds inside and outside.

He reached out and pressed the door, trying to close the wooden door, and a familiar voice appeared as he pushed the door of the ward.

This voice he heard in his own horror room is a sound similar to the drag of heavy objects.