haunted house
Liu Muzhe raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at the two children.
Ye Zhuoran protected Ye Jing'an well, keeping him away from these things until he was eighteen. He didn't say much, simply letting him learn how to deal with them and only releasing him to gain experience when he reached adulthood. Qiu Zimu's parents were likely similarly concerned, and their Gu Masters had relatively little exposure to ghosts and monsters. Liu Muze was curious about how these two children would react upon encountering them.
Seeing that neither of them spoke, Qiu Zimu asked weakly, "So are you going or not?"
"The money's already been spent, so of course we're going!" Seeing that Liu Muze still looked uninterested, Ye Jing'an changed his tone, "Then you should go with us. You didn't participate in any of the activities we've had before, which is so boring."
Qiu Zimu agreed, "Yeah, Brother Liu, let's go together! It would take more than an hour to walk through such a big haunted house. It would be so boring for you to wait outside alone."
It doesn't matter where they stay, it's not impossible to accompany them to take a look. Liu Muze was silent for a moment, looked at the two people's faces full of anticipation, stood up and said, "Let's go."
When the two saw that Brother Liu agreed, they pulled him towards the haunted house.
The haunted house has four floors and, from the outside, looks like the inpatient ward of an abandoned hospital. Fake blood has been splattered on the walls, but it's dried into a dark red crust. Scary props hang from the windows of every floor, and if you accidentally look up at night, you'll get a real scare.
The main entrance is a big skull, and you have to enter the haunted house through the skull's mouth. From the outside, the white skull's mouth is dark, as if it wants to swallow you into the abyss in one gulp, which is very immersive.
Considering this was the first level, several girls had already given up on going in. Another one covered her eyes, squatted on the ground and cried, saying she didn't want to go, but was dragged in by her friends. Ye Jingan grinned and was about to laugh, but immediately covered his mouth: "Ahem, you can't laugh at girls."
The haunted house is very popular. Perhaps because it takes so long to get in, and to maintain a level of horror while minimizing encounters with other players, the number of people allowed is stricter, resulting in much longer lines than at other attractions. However, most people can't get through the entire ride, often clamoring to be escorted out within half an hour. The three of us didn't wait long.
When they entered the haunted house, a nurse with blood on her clothes handed them three yellowed pieces of paper.
"A death certificate." Liu Muzhe sneered.
"How can this scare people to death?" Ye Jing'an signed the statement without even reading its contents.
"Yes, some people have heart problems, it's hard to say." Qiu Zimu looked at the precautions carefully.
"Oh~ Then you have to be careful." Ye Jingan smiled teasingly, "No, you have a problem with your brain."
Qiu Zimu hooked his finger at him.
"Hey..." He raised his foot towards Qiu Zimu and shook his toes playfully.
Seeing Ye Jing'an's naughty look, Liu Muzhe reached out and pushed him, then turned his head away.
Ye Jing'an lost his balance on one foot and lunged towards Qiu Zimu, the atmosphere suddenly becoming somewhat strange. Qiu Zimu bent over and held onto his arm, somewhat dazed, staring blankly at him. Facing each other, they could clearly see their own expressions in each other's pupils.
It's over. Will I be dreaming of Qiu Zimu gazing at each other affectionately tonight? I don't want these weird dreams to happen again. If Qiu Zimu is the protagonist, I'd rather not sleep tonight!
"No!" Ye Jing'an came to his senses, pushed him away, and turned around. "Mr. Liu, what do you mean?"
Qiu Zimu was still confused about what had just happened. He didn't know what Brother Liu had done, nor did he understand what Ye Jingan meant.
"What's wrong?" Liu Muzhe tilted his head.
"You're still pretending!" Ye Jingan glared at him, "Why are you pushing me?"
"I didn't push you." Liu Muze smiled and leaned forward slightly, "You are not... seeing a ghost."
The Ye family was stunned. They didn't expect that Brother Liu, who looked so serious on the surface, would tease others behind their backs and pretend to be so good. This was much worse than his ancestor's fault. He even recognized the wrong person at that time. Ye Jing'an said: "See you, you dead ghost, I'll ask the ancestor to take you away."
"Why do you always mention your ancestor? Why don't you call him over?" Liu Muzhe laughed.
"You wait..." Before he could finish his words, all the lights in the haunted house went out.
Qiu Zimu asked in a low voice: "Did you really invite your ancestor here?"
Ye Jingan: “…”
Liu Muzhe smiled but said nothing.
After waiting for a while, the people around started to get agitated when they saw that the lights were still not on, and most of them were whispering about what was going on.
Suddenly, a deep and terrifying shrill laugh was heard from the dark environment, a red light lit up in the corner of the room, and a man in a black robe and a Prajna mask appeared in the corner of the room.
I don’t know if it was the haunted house staff trying to create an atmosphere or if the players were really scared, but a girl’s frightened cry was heard from the dark crowd. The girl happened to be standing next to Liu Muzhe and was shrinking towards him.
Liu Muzhe covered his ears and moved away.
The man in black hit the wall with an iron chain and said in a sinister voice: "Welcome to the Abyss of the Dead. Now please put on your blindfolds, the adventure is about to begin."
He led the nine people to the basement. After hearing that they could take off their blindfolds, everyone blinked and looked around.
The dim yellow light in the basement illuminates some old ornaments, and the whole environment looks like an old-style house from the 1970s and 1980s, which makes people feel depressed.
Fake severed limbs were placed around the ground, old black-and-white photos were hung on the walls, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood and earth, which added a touch of weirdness to the basement.
"In order to give everyone a better experience, we will divide you into groups of three for the adventure. During the adventure, you are not allowed to use any light source other than the flashlight provided by the haunted house. You need to find the props on your task card and successfully walk out of the haunted house to complete the adventure. Those who complete the adventure can exchange the props for souvenirs. If you want to stop the adventure, you can tell the staff on each floor and they will take you out. I wish you all a happy adventure!" The staff gave the players a task card and a small flashlight.
The three groups of people left through different passages.
Ye Jing'an lifted the black curtain of the passage, and the blood-red light above illuminated the entire space, giving people a feeling of entering another world.
The three of them stopped as soon as they entered. There were two people lying in the already narrow passage. The light was too dim and they couldn't tell whether they were human props or haunted house staff.
Ye Jing'an walked forward and shone the flashlight. He saw that there were two zombies lying on the ground, and the one on the left was a real person. The makeup artist here was very good. Fortunately, he knew in advance that there were staff members in the haunted house pretending to be ghosts, otherwise he would have thought that the person lying on the ground was a real zombie.
Liu Muze's face was expressionless, and he didn't even lower his head. He raised his foot to walk through the small space left between the two of them. When his foot landed on the empty space next to the zombie's hand, the zombie on the left suddenly twitched, grabbed Liu Muze's ankle, gritting his teeth and screaming, as if he was about to mutate and bite.
Ye Jingan and Qiu Zimu were stunned and subconsciously took two steps back. They sighed in their hearts that this guy's acting was really similar and really lived up to his makeup.
Liu Muze hated being touched by others, especially by strangers. He also knew that this was a haunted house staff member and he couldn't touch him. He resisted the urge to kick him away and said coldly, "Let go."
The zombie immediately withdrew its hand, stopped making a fuss, and fell down pretending to be dead.
As Ye Jing'an walked over, he deliberately squatted down to look at the staff member pretending to be a zombie. This should have been a good opportunity to scare people. But the staff member didn't move, probably because they were scared enough by Liu Muze's shout just now.
Thinking of Brother Liu's "let go" just now, it was actually similar to the way he spoke normally, but it revealed a strong sense of coldness, so cold that it made people feel like he was a person without any emotions or warmth.
"Brother Liu, your deterrent power is really strong. Look how scared you are." Ye Jing'an smiled and became more and more curious about this person he had just met.
Liu Muze ignored him and continued walking forward. As soon as he came out of the basement, Qiu Zimu was startled by a zombie that suddenly popped out.
"Hahahaha... I'm scared by this. I guess they signed this life and death agreement because they were afraid that we would die of laughter." Ye Jingan touched the hand of the fake zombie. The shape of this zombie was not on the same level as the zombie just now. It was so fake.
"Don't laugh!" Qiu Zimu said with a dark face.
Ye Jing'an shook his head and took a step forward to catch up with Liu Muzhe.
When he reached the stairs, he saw two bloody human-shaped clowns leaning against the handrail. Ye Jingan reached out and touched them, then sniffed them. They were actually made of real blood. "Wow, this is so realistic! Is this pig blood?"
"Human blood." Liu Muzhe's tone was cold.
"Liu, I didn't settle the score with you for pushing me just now, and now you're trying to scare me?" Ye Jing'an looked for paper to wipe the blood, but couldn't find any in his pockets. With a wicked smile on his face, he walked towards Liu Muze and said, "Brother Liu, lend me your white clothes to wipe the blood."
"If you get blood on my clothes, even if your ancestor comes, he can't save you!" Liu Muzhe grabbed the bloody hand and warned him coldly.
Ye Jingan pouted and turned around to wipe the liquid on Qiu Zimu's face.
"Fuck, just wait!" Qiu Zimu dipped his finger in blood and smeared it on his face. Neither of them was willing to give in.
"Tsk, that's really human blood." Liu Muzhe frowned in disgust as he saw the two of them having fun.
"Stop making trouble and bring me some paper." Ye Jing'an was distracted and had blood smeared on him by Qiu Zimu. He wiped the blood clean, glared at Liu Muzhe, and climbed upstairs.
Following the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs, the clown slowly turned his head to follow the sound.
The structure of the first floor was very different from the basement; each room had its own door that needed to be opened. Ye Jingan opened the first door, and inside was a hospital-themed room filled with fake human organs. There were many fake heads hanging from the ceiling, and a ticking sound could be heard from the darkness.
On the hospital bed lay a corpse covered with sores and hideous wounds.
Ye Jing'an squatted down and saw a glass container hidden in the far corner. He moved the object blocking it, took a closer look, and exclaimed with a click of his tongue: "This palm is quite realistic. You can even see the wrinkles on it."
"It's true." Liu Muzhe looked at the man's hand expressionlessly.
"Are you not done yet?" Ye Jing'an stood up.
Liu Muzhe pursed his lips and walked out, too lazy to bother with the unlucky kid. Anyway, he came to the haunted house on his own initiative, so he didn't care about him if he was scared.
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