I, Qing Huan

Tomorrow night, with eyes and hands swiftly grabbing Qi Yi's arm and dragging her back to the room, he closed the door severely when the chainsaw was dragging here, and hung the lock back with trembling fingers, pressing it hard, and sternly pulled herself Lock back to room 2.

The sound of the chainsaw touching the iron gate sounded close at hand, and Qi Yi and Ming Wancheng couldn't help but step back. Although they all knew it was fake, the moment the door was opened, the dark and terrifying corridor and the butcher-like man gave them a great visual impact, and the terrible sense of immersion made them sweat at the same time.

Qing Huan leaned over the iron window and looked here. Originally, he was going to watch them greet the victory. Unexpectedly, the door opened a crack, and the two of them came back crawling on the ground. The speed of closing the door made Qing Huan not even a little bit fast. Get a glimpse of the situation behind the door.

"Xiaoyi, Acheng, what's the matter?"

Tomorrow night Cheng pointed to the iron door with an expression of feces stepping on her face: "It's open outside?! Why didn't you go out? Is that corridor also a secret room?"

Because the sound of the chainsaw moved to Room 2, Bai Jinqiu and Cen Ziyan in Room 3 could take a breather. Cen Ziyan was too scared, but when the sound of the chainsaw went to the next door, she still shivered and lay down on the iron window. Bian, comforted Cheng Ming tomorrow: "Acheng, don't, don't be afraid."

Tomorrow night Cheng looked at the tears in the corner of Cen Ziyan's eyes and sighed: "I'm not afraid, I'm just surprised, Ziyan, you should take care of yourself, the makeup is all crying. Well... this is good, there is still a barrier outside. It seems we have to spend the night here today."

Qing Huan interrupted on the other side: "Isn't the person outside here for ten minutes every half an hour? Wait for him to leave after a while, Acheng, you go out to see the situation."

"The corridor outside is really scary, just like the murder scene," Cheng was crying tomorrow night. "Master begs you to solve the mystery quickly so that we can still be company in the corridor."

"We are only two figures short, and it should be fast." Qing Huan originally thought that it would be fine for them to go out tomorrow night and get a good seat so that they could follow along. But now it seems that the outside is still a secret room. The six of them are expected to always be tied together and cooperate. It is the same where they want to come. I believe that no matter who gets the box, they will be willing to let others sit in.

Thinking about this, she said to Ming Wancheng and Cen Ziyan: "We shouldn’t fight, anyway, we will draw lots in the end. Where we sit depends purely on our luck in drawing lots. Now, no matter what else, we will go out together. What do you think?"

Tomorrow night Cheng and Cen Ziyan nodded.

No one wants to spend the whole night in such a ghost place. Whether it is a gloomy ward with **** people, a dim laboratory full of formalin, or a dirty restaurant full of spiders, it is definitely not a thing. A comfortable place to sleep.

"Then let's keep looking, and try our best to enter the corridor together."

Obviously, neither Cheng nor Qi Yi would want to go into the corridor to explore alone tomorrow night, so they searched hard again. Nanyang in Room No. 1 seemed to have slowed down a bit. Although her eyes were still vigilant, she could still be distracted by the code lock. She also understood that the way not to live in the same room with spiders is to go to another one as soon as possible. Space for spiders. Qing Huan tried to turn around. She listened to her to help, and quickly heard the correct password.

When they tried it out, the people outside the door had been sawing for ten minutes, and it happened that no one was left.

After communicating with Qi Yi, both sides opened the doors at the same time, and four people entered the dark corridor. Although Nan Yang has been shrinking behind Qing Huan in the house, when facing such a terrifying unknown realm, she still stood in front of Qing Huan, holding Qing Huan's hand to let Qing Huan stay safely behind her. .

Qing Huan looked at the woman who finally straightened her back and regained consciousness, smiled and sighed. Nanyang facing the spider and Nanyang in a normal state are completely two people, the contrast is so big that it makes people laugh and cry.

The amount of dry ice in Room 2 was terrible, and when Cheng and Qi Yi walked out tomorrow night, they were still cold, and Qinghuan could feel the chill even far away.

Nanyang's facial features are more accessible than the others. Before the others had adapted to the darkness of the corridor, she already knew roughly what the corridor was doing. The corridor is not long, so there are three rooms strung together. At the end near room 1 is a heavy iron door with a combination lock on the door. There is a corner at the other end. I don't know what's going on there.

After observing the iron gate, the four people went to the corner to explore together.

In fact, Nanyang can listen to the password again, but they have used this method to try out the password for their own room. If they repeat the same technique, there will be no variety effect. After all, they were here to record the show, and they weren't really trapped in a dangerous place. The show team spent a lot of effort to arrange these, but they still have to respect the efforts of the staff.

Besides, apart from those ugly spiders that made her uncomfortable, she was at ease the rest of the time. The few people here have very good personalities. It is not unbearable to stay with them. The most important thing is that this is Qinghuan's work. In the near future, every picture here may be cut into a feature film and put on the Internet for tens of thousands of people to click and watch. She can't give Qinghuan a blackmail.

She also understands that if you try a password, you might be given the title of "Luck King" when you do it last time. Doing it one after another will greatly destroy the overall effect of the program, and it will be extremely scolding.

So just follow the process.

There was not much space behind the corner. There was a closed red-painted door. Inside the door was the sound of electric saw cutting meat. Inside, there should be the butcher who saw the door every half an hour. On the other side is a toilet, the curtain is dirty and tattered, so people don't want to touch it at all.

"What to do? Can't you get in?" Cheng pointed to the dark toilet tomorrow night.

"Is there any other choice?" Qi Yi shrugged, "Hurry up, the chain saw will come out again later."

"...I'm advanced."

Nanyang walked in the forefront, before everyone stepped into the toilet threshold, first adjusted his eyesight to take a look at the internal structure.

The toilet is not big, and the tiles are mottled and mutilated. The walls are filled with grey-brown and dark red unidentified liquid. A dimly yellow chandelier flashes intermittently above the head, and the sound of electric current is heard from time to time. The sink is full of dirty blood. Above the rusty faucet is a mirror that has been smashed in half. The mirror is very turbid. It is a standard configuration in horror movies. People will feel that there is something to be taken at a glance. Got out of it.

The whole toilet was filled with the smell of disinfectant and rotten meat, which was disgusting.

"Do you want to search for clues in this place..." Cheng covered her mouth tomorrow night, feeling that the smell here was even more disgusting than the smell of formalin in Room 2. "I'm really going to throw up."

"Nothing is outside," Nan Yangyan briefly raised his chin toward the three dilapidated wooden door compartments, "things are in there."

Qi Yi and Qing Huan exchanged glances.

There will be no living people in it, right?

Nanyang seemed to be able to understand the question under Qing Huan's eyes, and said lightly, "No one is a dead thing."

Qing Huan was even more shocked.

dead? ? ?

Or a dead animal? ? ?

Nan Yang pursed his lips, looked at Qing Huan, and realized that he was improperly worded, and added: "I mean, it's an object."

Qi Yi breathed a sigh of relief, a little helpless: "Boss Nan, you said it in one breath, it's terrifying."

Nanyang: "..."

Tomorrow night Cheng and Qing Huan walked over first, both of them wanted to open the wooden door, and looked scrupulous. Seeing that they were hesitating, Nan Yang took two steps forward without saying a word, and opened the wooden door of the middle compartment with facial expressions.

She opened the door without warning and did not give people any psychological preparation. Several people were shocked.

There is really nothing terrifying in the cubicle, that is, ordinary toilets, the toilets that are too dirty to see the original colors, the yellowing water tanks, the cramped narrow space, and the camera of a program group in the upper left corner.

There is a thick bag of things on the toilet, with a label on it: 2.

They opened the other two compartments and found that there was a bag of the same thickness on each toilet. The first package was labeled 1 and the third package was labeled 3.

It should be a package of supplies prepared for each of the three pairs.

Qing Huan tried to squeeze the bag of things. It was not heavy but it was definitely not light. She thought about it and suggested: "Should we take these things back to the room and take them apart slowly?"

"Great……"

The word "good" was only half contained in her mouth tomorrow night, when she suddenly heard a loud noise outside, shocking all her words back into her stomach.

There was a sound of the iron gate being kicked open, and then there was a sudden and clear whistling of the wheel of the chainsaw.

The butcher came out again.

Qi Yi calmly patted the silly Ming night Cheng on the shoulder: "It's okay, he just saw our room..."

Before I finished speaking, I heard the terrible sound of chainsaw unexpectedly coming towards the toilet, getting closer and closer.

Hum——

Hum——

All of a sudden panic in the toilet, Cheng and Qing Huan could not help but step back a few steps tomorrow night, Qi Yi also froze, stupid in place.

Nan Yang opened the door of the last compartment, grabbed the three people who were temporarily irrational, and stuffed them into the compartment one by one. After the stuffing, she went in by herself, closed the compartment door firmly, and hung the door latch. .

This compartment was originally small, and there was a toilet occupies space. It was really hard for four people to come in at once. The innermost Cheng Cheng was about to stand on the toilet lid tomorrow.

"I rely on..." Cheng couldn't help cursing swearing tomorrow night.

Qing Huan shook her head at her, pointed to the camera above, and signaled that she was currently recording the program.

Nan Yang kept looking at Qing Huan, was silent for a long time, then suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Come here a little bit."

Qing Huan was now squeezed between Qi Yi and the toilet. It was difficult to move and her posture was uncomfortable. When Nan Yang called her, she moved carefully toward Nan Yang. When she moved to her side, Nan Yang stepped aside and asked her to stand in the corner of the wall, facing her with both arms on the two walls, creating a comfortable space for her.

Tomorrow night holding the toilet tank will be sour again.

Because it was too crowded, even if Nan Yang tried to make room for Qing Huan, the two of them were still close together. Qing Huan naturally hugged Nan Yang's waist, pursed her lips, and listened to the sound of chainsaw outside with her ears erect.

Nan Yang lowered his head, completely not facing the potential danger in the accident, just pressed Qing Huan's ear and said, "Don't be afraid."

"Do I look scared?" Qing Huan couldn't help laughing, bending her fingers, and scratching Nanyang's waist at an invisible angle from the camera, "Isn't you afraid of one tenth of facing a spider?"

When Nanyang heard her teasing herself, her ears turned red, and she whispered softly: "People always have something to fear..."

Moreover, if it weren't for the life that Qinghuan turned into a spider, she always escaped in the middle of the night and bit her toe too many times while she was asleep, she wouldn't be afraid of the spider being like this.

"Well, we won't go back to room 1 for a while, so you don't have to stay with the little spider, okay?"

Nan Yang nodded dullly, "Okay."

Looking at her drooping eyelashes, Qing Huan felt so soft in her heart that she couldn't help it anymore. She raised her head, looked at the camera above, and said politely: "Director, cut this trouble later, thank you."

Cut out?

What to cut?

When Cheng was still wondering tomorrow night, she caught sight of her Master Qing Huan stepping forward, closing her charming eyes, with a faint powder on her cheeks, and gently kissing Nanyang’s lips. a bit. At the moment of the kiss, there was a small "pop~".

Nan Yang's ears turned red instantly.

Cheng night holding the toilet: "..."

Qi Yi squeezed under the water tank: "..."

Qi Yi had a dark face, gritted his teeth:

"You two... can you restrain yourself?"