My House of Horrors

“Go to hell?” Fei Youliang wondered, just asking the name of his future wife, how come out these three words?

There is no connection between the two, and I have done it completely in accordance with the rules of the Pen Spirit game. Without any jealousy, it is impossible to make Pen Spirit angry.

He was a little contemplative and had an answer in his heart – it must have been designed in advance by Haunted House Boss, and these three words will appear no matter what question you ask.

Fei Youliang feels that he has already learned all the thoughts of Haunted House Boss, and his heart slowly rises to the point of thinking.

“The way these three words appear is very clever. For the time being, I haven’t figured out why, but Haunted House Boss is too deliberate to strengthen fear and ignore rationality.” The head of his analysis is: “If you change to other visitors, In a panic, it is very likely that the Pen Spirit game will be interrupted, or Pen Spirit’s taboo will be violated. At this time, these three words on the paper will cater to their psychological cues, and it is feared that Pen Spirit really appears, but it is a pity. He met us today, and there were no mistakes in all the steps, but his paper answer was not inconsistent with my problem. It can be seen that Pen Spirit is just a scary gimmick that’s all.”

After talking for a long time, Fei Youliang found that Zhu Jianing did not respond, as if he was alone in the house.

“Little Zhu? How is your hand so cool?” He looked up and saw Zhu Jianing staring behind himself, his mouth wide open and his facial features twisted.

“What are you looking at?”

Zhu Jianing’s expression at this time was a little scary. He didn’t seem to hear Fei Youliang’s words. The whole body was shaking, just like the scarred ballpoint pen in his hand, the trembling was getting more and more intense.

Fei Youliang had a bad feeling in his heart. He also noticed that the atmosphere in the girls’ dormitory was a little wrong, and there was more an indescribable oppression than before. And the source of this oppression seems to be behind him.

He wants to turn around, but feels that the back seems to be crushed by something, and every muscle in his body becomes stiff.

what happened? What is the principle?

One question flashed through his mind, and the feeling of seeing and seeing it made him very crazy.

“What did Little Zhu see? What is behind me?!”

The cold feeling spread throughout the body, the body seemed to be thrown into the ice cave, Fei Youliang shuddered, and his skin surface appeared a block of green purple blots, as if several invisible hands caught him.

He felt that the things behind him seemed to be squeezed into his body. What was even worse was that a chill was slowly pressing on his shoulders, getting heavier and heavier!

At this time, Zhu Jianing, who was opposite him, finally endured the limit, exhausted his whole body and shouted a sentence: “You have someone on the back!”

“Back?”

There are two concepts on the back and someone behind them. One is on the back and the other is on the back.

Fei Youliang The brain is still thinking about instinctive thinking. Zhu Jianing in front of him has jumped up, opened his hand and ran outside the door!

Zhu Jianing walked decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

Fei Youliang, who was abandoned by his teammates, was still sitting on the floor, and the pen wrapped in scotch tape in his hand seemed to grow on his hand, and he couldn’t get rid of it.

The arm is stiff, he doesn’t move at all, but the pen tip writes on his own white paper.

“Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!”

A red letter appeared on the white paper, Zhu Jianing had left, and only Fei Youliang was holding the pen. He knew that his hand had never been moved from beginning to end. The words were written by other things on the scene. .

Even at this time, Fei Youliang still has a hint of luck. He likes to look for excitement, because he never believes that there are dirty things in the world. He has always been a very rational person.

“What Little Zhu sees may be 3Dprojection, the chairs are placed side by side, and the location of the visitor playing Pen Spirit game is fixed. Just install the device at the corresponding angle to create a similar effect. The principle should be correct. But why is my body shaking?” He admitted that he had smashed the worn-out ballpoint pen and smashed Haunted House. If he was given another chance to re-select, he would never come in to visit.

The feeling of coldness on the back is still spreading. The pen in Fei Youliang’s hand is finally overwhelmed after the crazy writing. The tape collapses and breaks again.

The upper end of the pen is detached, and at this time, the word “dead” is just written on the paper.

“Is it over?” The arm slowly returned to control, and Fei Youliang didn’t dare to breathe until this time.

The muscles are still a little stiff, he wants to move the body, but he finds his shoulders are heavy and can’t move!

He thought he had survived the Pen Spirit game, and the experience of this fright was just beginning.

“Why can’t you move?” Struggling to twist his neck, Fei Youliang looked towards himself.

His eyes were split into a seam, and he was mentally prepared, but when he looked back, he found that there was nothing behind him.

“A false alarm? Why is Little Zhu making such an exaggerated reaction? What did he see?”

Fei Youliang The brain is running at a rapid speed, during which his shoulders become heavier and he will be stepped on by something.

“Shoulder? Step on?”

There was a picture in the brain, and Fei Youliang seemed to think of something and slowly raised his head.

The black hair is draped, the face is swollen by suffocation, the eyes are convex, and the anger is unknown.

Just on Fei Youliang’s shoulder, standing a hanged woman!

The mouth was wide, but there was no sound. Every hair was erected. The glasses slanted on the face. Fei Youliang felt that his heart had stopped beating at that moment.

“I……”

After the words were not spoken, his pupils began to scatter, his body tilted, and he fell softly.

……

Chen Ge deliberately waited a few minutes outside to enter the Mu Yang High School scenario, and he had to stagger the time with the two visitors.

“I didn’t hear the screams for a long time. These two guys are very powerful. It seems that I have to be serious.” Wearing a human skin mask, Chen Ge first entered the last classroom and put the carton containing twenty four nametags. On the podium: “The tables and chairs were knocked down. It seems that they have been here and have encountered something.”

What happened to the two, Chen Ge is not clear, this scenario has not yet fully explored.

After returning the dumped tables and chairs, the paper and textbooks on the floor were returned to the drawers. After doing all this, Chen Ge suddenly heard footsteps from the front forks, and some people ran in the hallway.

“Who is it?” He wore a blood-stained doctor’s coat, wearing a myriad of face-skinned human skin masks and slowly walked out of the classroom.