I Have an Adventure House

Wife, middle-aged man, and drunkard who kept silent all looked at the boy's finger.

There was a slight strange noise at the end of the dark corridor, and the door handle of a certain room trembles slightly, as if something was locked in the room, and he wanted to come out.

Quiet in a weird residential building, the door lock wobbled itself, which lifted the hearts of several people.

"I just saw the lead man walking upstairs, and the room could not be a passenger." The middle-aged man was more and more afraid. "I've been to Liwan, how to say? Sometimes you will see something difficult to use in this place. Something scientifically explained. "

"such as?"

"You don't want to know those examples, all we can do is avoid them."

"What if you can't avoid it?" The drunkard leaned back against the wall, staring closely at the depths of the corridor.

"There is no way to avoid it, then pretend not to see them, try to stay as normal as possible, and then tell yourself in your mind that all this is your own psychological effect." The middle-aged man's face became paler, and he remembered something bad In the memory, cold sweat appeared on the forehead, and his face looked extremely poor. "The Liwan I went to is not the same as the current Liwan. Without the red fog, there seems to be a new incident here."

"Don't scare me, dog day, how can I feel someone blowing in my ears, as if there is still a woman's voice!" The drunkard turned his head violently and looked behind him, calling himself a "murderer" of scissors from the floor Passing through the crossing, he will sound two steps every step of the way. His expression is very strange, obviously a man's face, but after watching it for a long time, he feels that the five senses belong to a woman.

The man did not follow them into the corridor, but walked forward.

"Is he a man? Is it a woman?" This strange feeling made the drunkard nervous for a moment, and he patted the middle-aged man's shoulder. "Someone passed by just now."

"Is there?" When the middle-aged man looked back, the corridor was covered with blood mist, and he could not see anything. "Don't care about him, let's protect ourselves first."

It was a stunned effort, the sound of the door handle trembling deep in the hallway disappeared, and everything was calm again.

The blood mist thickened a bit, and the surroundings became more gloomy, and the sound of the wind blowing through the hollow could be heard faintly, making people feel hairy.

"The man inside the door gave up?" The drunk man leaned on the handrail of the stairs. He stood at the entrance of the corridor, ready to run out at any time.

"Not necessarily, it is possible that the gadget has already ran out of the house." The middle-aged man bent down and took out a mobile phone from his pocket. The drunkard found that the mobile phone used by the middle-aged man was the model that was several years ago.

He adjusted the screen of the phone to the brightest and lifted it in front of him. There seemed to be something in the dark corridor, but because of the distance, he couldn't see anything.

"It's weird." The middle-aged man touched the drunk man with his elbow. "I think this corridor seems to be different from the previous one, you come and see."

There was a sharp wind blowing in his ears, as if a lunatic was talking to himself. The drunk man took the mobile phone of the middle-aged man and carefully looked at it for a while. "It seems that there was something more."

He took a step forward involuntarily, frowning.

The shabby ceiling, large pieces of peeling wall skin, a closed door, and various debris accumulated in the corner.

"Huh?" The drunk man suddenly looked at a place.

"What did you find?" The middle-aged man hurried over and looked towards the place where the drunk man looked. There was nothing unusual there, no ghosts or corpses as expected.

"I'm not sure, wait a minute." The driver returned the phone to the middle-aged man, took out his phone, and turned on the attached flashlight.

The light was distorted in the blood mist, and it was still not clear.

"It was the door there that made the noise just now." Drunk Hanqiang was afraid to move forward. He narrowed his neck and supported the wall by his arms. After walking a few steps, he finally saw the extra thing "a mop?"

There was an extra mop in the hallway, which is a common mop in life. I do n’t know who was thrown in the hallway.

"It's just a mop, are you going to scare me?" The middle-aged man took a deep breath and put the little boy down, his arm sore.

The drunk man also let out a sigh of relief, and he scratched his head embarrassedly. "I'm too nervous ... but, there seems to be no mop in the corridor just now?"

"Seems there? I can't remember." The middle-aged man and the drunk man stood together, and the two continued to look forward with the help of the bright light of their mobile phones.

In the light, the drunkard who was about to move forward suddenly stopped, he was not too sure to ask the middle-aged man next to him, "Is the mop in that position? I remember it was in the penultimate room , How did it feel like it moved a room forward? "

"Really?" The middle-aged man also looked at the mop.

Under the simultaneous observation of the two, the mop, which is very common in life, suddenly moved, and the black rag piece began to shake, and a face was slowly exposed below!

The drunkards and middle-aged men did not expect such a thing to happen. Their hands and feet were cold, and the mop began to approach quickly, before they responded.

After the distance got closer, all the people present saw it clearly. It was not a mop at all, but a head with long hair.

"Run!"

The drunk man grabbed his mobile phone and ran away, and the middle-aged man rushed out regardless of his wife and children.

The little boy was terrified and he cried out until he was picked up by his mother.

The clutter of footsteps sounded in the building, and the drunkard rushed to the entrance of the corridor first. He hesitated at this time, whether he went upstairs to find Chen Ge or ran out of the building directly.

Looking up at the gap of the stairs, a strand of black hair fell on his face, and a pale face was reaching down from the handrail on the second floor.

With a scream, he couldn't take care of anything, and ran out with his legs spread.

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His heart was beating fast, and the drunkard didn't dare to stop. He yelled towards the middle-aged man behind him and ran to this side, then ran into a small two-story building next door.

The courtyard outside the building is not closed, and the flowers and plants inside have withered. The most striking thing is that there is a large kennel inside the courtyard.

Built with iron railings and moldy wooden boards, various bite marks remain.

In the courtyard, except for the small building that can hide people, only the kennel is left.

The sound of footsteps and women's laughter kept coming from outside, and the drunk man's head was muddy, feeling that it was not safe anywhere.

He hurried to the kennel. "The house is very dangerous. Maybe some dirty things will be encountered. Let's hide here to see the situation first."

The drunk man supported the board above the kennel. He had just prepared to drill inside, but before he headed in, he smelled a pungent odor. .