Unlimited Upgrades for My House of Horror

He turned his head abruptly and saw the little girl just now again.

The little girl still had that lovely smile, full of innocent eyes, and she looked at the reporter.

"I, I, I'm shooting..."

He couldn't speak clearly at the moment, his eyes were fixed on the empty bamboo stick in the little girl's hand.

"Uncle, do you want to eat candied haws?"

The little girl seemed to have discovered this, raised the candied haws and bamboo sticks in her hand, and said with her mouth closed, "But Niuniu has finished eating."

"No, no, I don't want it, I don't want it!"

The reporter waved his hands again and again, thinking that the candied haws were made of eyeballs, and he was inexplicably nauseous.

"But, Niuniu still wants to eat." The little girl still narrowed her mouth, looking very disappointed.

With her depression, the reporter's eyes widened.

He suddenly noticed that on the little girl's delicate pink face, there were bursts of corpse spots!

The fair skin gradually turned blue and black.

It seems that because there was no candied haws to eat, she started crying a little sad.

Tears fell on the hospital bed drop by drop, staining the white cloth red.

The little girl shed blood and tears!

Looking at her face, where there are innocent expressions and cute smiles, it has already become full of desires!

Are you going to turn into a ghost!

Will she kill me!

Without allowing the reporter to continue thinking, the little girl's mournful cries came from her ears.

"Uncle, I want to eat candied haws!"

"Uncle, Niuniu's candied haws are gone, Niuniu wants to eat candied haws!"

"Candied haws! Candied haws!"

This voice, where is the childishness of a child.

He only taught people that goose bumps continued to appear on their bodies, and the back of their heads were tingling.

The little girl's appearance became more and more ferocious.

Her hand holding the bamboo stick was trembling, and her saliva and tears were blood, slowly dripping down.

When the reporter saw it, he was so scared that he fell on the ground.

He hasn't passed out yet!

He wants to cry a little, why didn't he feel dizzy! ! !

Could it be that the air is too cold, irritated by the chill, making yourself too awake?

The little girl seemed to be mad, and suddenly took the bamboo stick in her hand and plunged it into her eye socket.

Puff!

The bamboo stick pierced the eyeballs, and the sound was exceptionally crisp, as if skewered meatballs.

I saw the little girl holding the bamboo stick and yanking it outward.

Staring at the eyeballs on the bamboo sticks with the only eye left, he was somewhat curiously stunned.

Then, as if he had found something, he held the bamboo stick with excitement and pierced the only other eyeball.

Puff!

Blood splattered all over, sprayed on the face of the reporter who was lying on the ground and tapped.

This blood is actually cold and without temperature!

The two eyeballs were strung together by the little girl herself, and blood was splashed on them, covering the entire eyeball.

Then, it condensed quickly.

It seems that the temperature in the air is too low, and a thick "sugar coating" is formed on the eyeballs.

Laughed.

The little girl laughed!

She looked at the two new candied haws in her hand and laughed happily.

What happened next was that her hideous and terrifying appearance, with her mood, gradually returned to the original cute and innocent appearance.

It's just that this time is different from the last time.

Because of the little girl's smart eyes, she was strung on the bamboo stick in her hand.

The beautiful eye sockets are like deep and bottomless darkness.

Except for the blood that kept pouring out, it was empty.

The little girl slowly squatted in front of the reporter, passed the "candied haws" in her hand, and asked with her sweet voice: "Uncle, look! Niuniu is again!"

Guru~~~

The reporter swallowed his saliva, his whole body was already cold from the chill brought by fear.

He shook his head hurriedly.

"Uncle doesn't eat it? Doesn't uncle like candied haws?"

The little girl's hollow and deep eye sockets leaned in front of the reporter, a little lost.

She put the candied haws into her mouth disappointed.

Boom~~~

One bite, full of juice splashed all over.

"Ahhhhh...I can't take it anymore!"

The reporter who knocked to watch struggled to crawl towards the door.

The next moment, the little girl appeared in front of him again, with blood and inexplicable thick juice at the corners of her mouth.

In the hand, there is an empty bamboo stick.

She sat down in front of the reporter and said with some disappointment: "Uncle, my candied haws are finished again, do you have candied haws?"

She looked at the other's eyeballs, gently twisted the hand holding the bamboo stick, and aimed the pointed end at the reporter's eye.

"Uncle, you have hidden two candied haws!"

"Uncle, can you give Niu Niu your candied haws?"

Then came the endless laughter.

The reporter who knocked and watched finally couldn't help it and passed out.

...

Inside the haunted house.

Tongtong squatted on the ground, vomiting constantly.

Beside her, there are hawthorn fruits scattered all over the place...

Ye Xiaotian smiled and said helplessly: "Sorry, I don't know that there is such a scene in the new scene, otherwise I would definitely stop you when you ate hawthorn fruit just now. Those are all holographic projections, think about it like this. Maybe it will feel better."

Tongtong looked up at Ye Xiaotian aggrievedly, and vomited again.

"There are three others who haven't fainted. You vomit slowly first, and after vomiting, go and pull them out with me."

Ye Xiaotian was a little helpless, so he had to hold the cart brought by Tongtong and said, "Using this thing to transport people from the haunted house out of the haunted house is what you think. Smart!"

Ye Xiaotian gave a thumbs up to the opponent.

Vomit~~~

Tongtong is still vomiting.

Twenty minutes later, she finally eased over.

The two walked into the haunted house together and got Zheng Xiang and several reporters out.

"Tsk tusk tusk, it's a pity that they didn't hold on for too long. They only experienced 30% of this two-star horror scene. I haven't finished watching it yet."

Ye Xiaotian murmured a little disappointed.

Tongtong was doing simple treatment for Zheng Xiang who was in a coma. Hearing this unprovoked sentence, Tongtong couldn't help but vomit again.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it!"

Ye Xiaotian stretched his hands to indicate that he was innocent.

After a few minutes, the group of people finally woke up.

When the eight reporters saw Ye Xiaotian, they immediately yelled at the police.

But I found that the companions around him didn't seem to be swallowed up by ghosts like in the haunted house, and suddenly he was puzzled.

"Special effects, special effects! As for how to operate, it is a trade secret, I won't say anything!"

A few people were relieved.

Only Zheng Xiang held Ye Xiaotian's hands with excitement, and said, "Boss, did I transfer a little bit? I want to play! There is still a horror photo studio scene I haven't experienced. I will go in now. !"

Isn't that special, being abused and addicted?

Ye Xiaotian's mouth twitched: "Tomorrow, today the haunted house scene needs to be cleaned and rearranged."

Zheng Xiang was a little lost.

"Mr. Zheng, media reporters, remember to give a good comment!"