Chapter 557 Unlucky Sister
"Sorry, we don't allow bringing food into the haunted house." The staff stopped Jiang Li.
There was once a case where a careless tourist was eating while visiting a haunted house and ended up choking. Fortunately, a kind-hearted ghost carried the tourist out.
They are all real ghosts here, no fakes.
Jiang Li had no choice but to look at the staff with a resentful look while finishing his candied haws.
Next to the haunted house is the first aid station, less than five meters away. At the exit of the haunted house, there are frightened couples supporting each other.
Wen Quan used his mobile phone to browse online reviews: "This is also a must-visit attraction for couples. It is said that it can enhance the relationship between two people."
"But there are also failed cases, such as the man abandoning the woman and running away, and the two naturally break up."
"Overall, the probability of promoting a relationship here is the same as that of promoting a breakup."
"...I think couples already feel the excitement before entering the haunted house." Wen Qing'er shivered, a little afraid of the haunted house.
Jiang Li comforted him, "Don't be afraid. I have some connections with the leader of the underworld. The ghosts should give me some respect."
Wen Qing'er looked at Jiang Li as if he were a ghost.
Jiang Li finally finished eating the candied haws and walked into the haunted house.
"The Internet says that the haunted house itself is a weird place. From the outside, it doesn't look very big, but once you go in, you'll find a whole other world inside. It's much bigger than the outside, with a paranormal school, a midnight hospital, ranch anomalies and other projects." Wen Qing'er is timid, and after entering the haunted house, she's still investigating information about it on the Internet.
Jiang Li and Taoist Huiming didn't think anything was wrong: "It's normal, because this haunted house is a secret place. When we entered here, we were already in the secret place."
"Also, I advise you not to use your phone for lighting."
"Why?" Wen Qing'er didn't dare to turn off her cell phone. The faint light from the phone gave her a little courage.
"Because you might be able to see what's above your head."
Wen Qing'er felt her face was a little itchy, so she scratched it and found a strand of hair hanging down, but the hair was dry and yellow, and it was not hers at all.
Wen Qing'er subconsciously looked up and saw a woman with her neck stretched out and her hair disheveled. She was right above Wen Qing'er, watching the contents on the mobile phone screen with her. A strand of hair hung down and stuck to Wen Qing'er's face. The faint light from the mobile phone screen shone on the female ghost's face, creating a clear shadow and making it even more terrifying.
"ah--"
Wen Qing'er was shocked and quickly hugged Jiang Li.
Jiang Li said helplessly: "Look carefully before you hug me, is it me you are hugging?"
Wen Qing'er then realized that what she was holding was not Jiang Li, but a stick made up of several arms.
Wen Qing'er was so scared that she ran away quickly.
"My sister ran to the grounds of the supernatural school. The president said that the True Man of Sorrow is over there." Wen Quan was worried about his sister and let Jiang Li walk in front.
huff--huff--
Wen Qing'er ran out of breath and was still in shock. When she escaped to a strange place, she realized that she should not run alone.
"Senior Jiang? Senior Jiang?"
Wen Qing'er called out softly, wanting to call Jiang Li over, but she was worried about attracting a ghost.
After shouting a few times, there was no effect. Wen Qing'er had no choice but to walk forward bravely, silently chanting "Senior Jiang, please bless me, Senior Jiang, please bless me..."
"This looks like a school." Wen Qing'er didn't dare to show her cell phone. In the darkness, she could vaguely make out the classroom, desks, chairs, benches, a blackboard...all of which indicated that this was a school. She was in the corridor.
The corridor has a very good echo effect, click, click, Wen Qing'er can hear the echo of her own footsteps.
After walking for a while, Wen Qing'er felt her legs were a little weak from walking in the dark, and she wanted to hold on to the wall to rest.
Click, click...
The footsteps continued and were getting closer.
Wen Qing'er was horrified and didn't dare to look back.
She noticed that there was a light on in a classroom in front of her and quickly ran over.
As soon as she entered the classroom, Wen Qing'er felt that the whole world became better. The teacher was giving a lecture and the students were reciting the text. These sounds could not be heard outside and could only be heard by people in the classroom.
"Student, you've walked into the wrong classroom." The Chinese teacher stopped writing on the blackboard and reminded Wen Qing'er.
"I'll just stay here for a while. My companions will pick me up soon."
"Then you sit down." The Chinese teacher didn't care, as there happened to be an empty seat for Wen Qing'er to sit.
The Chinese teacher's lectures seemed to have some kind of magic that made people drowsy. Wen Qing'er felt sleepy and her head leaned forward. She quickly realized that something was wrong and sat up straight, but she still felt sleepy.
In a daze, she seemed to hear the voice of the security guard coming from the corridor.
"This is really weird. I clearly turned off the main power, so why are the lights in the classroom still on?"
The security guard stretched his neck and looked through the window, he was so scared that he almost lost his soul.
There were forty-eight students and one teacher in the classroom. Their postures were stiff, their faces were blue, their hair was covered with waterweed, their bodies were wet, and the ground was dripping with water. Only Wen Qing'er stood out, seeming to be half asleep, and was out of tune with the overall environment.
The security guard suddenly remembered the news from a few months ago and shouted, "What are you doing? Come out now."
"A few months ago, this class went on an outing. When they were coming back, the bus driver drove like a possessed man and rushed directly into the reservoir. Only one person was rescued, and the rest were all killed. You were sitting in the seat of the survivor!"
Wen Qing'er was suddenly awakened by the shock, and the scene she saw was completely different. There was no bright classroom, kind teacher, or cheerful students. Instead, there was only a dim classroom, a half-smiling teacher, and students with dead looks on their faces.
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Wen Qing'er wanted to leave, but found herself nailed to her seat and unable to leave.
The Chinese teacher looked at Wen Qing'er and said, "Student, what's wrong with you? Do you want to leave? No, you are the only one missing now."
Wen Qing'er was horrified and struggled hard. Her Qi training level finally came in handy and helped her break free from the restraints.
"Save me!" Wen Qing'er ran towards the security guard.
When she got closer to the security guard, she could see his face clearly. His hair was covered with waterweed and his whole body was wet.
"Don't be afraid, little girl. Uncle is the bus driver and will protect you."
As he said that, the bus driver reached out to Wen Qing'er, who quickly changed direction and ran into the toilet.
She wanted to calm herself down, so she turned on the faucet and countless hairs flowed out.
She looked up at the mirror, but the person in the mirror was not her at all, but a woman with a scratched face.
Wen Qing'er ran into the toilet cubicle, squatted on the toilet, and shivered.
She heard footsteps again, getting closer and closer, knocking on the door in turn.
"Anyone there?"
No response, next one, bang bang bang.
"Anyone there?"
No response, next one.
When someone knocked on Wen Qing'er's door, Wen Qing'er covered her mouth and dared not make a sound.
"Anyone there?"
The man stopped in front of Wen Qing'er's door, and Wen Qing'er could see him clearly through the crack in the door.
The man knocked on the door relentlessly, but Wen Qing'er never answered.
After an unknown amount of time, the feet outside the door disappeared and the man finally left. Wen Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Qing'er felt her neck was wet. She touched it and thought it was a toilet leak, so she looked up subconsciously.
The person's face was scratched and looked quite ugly. She crawled over from the toilet next door, halfway over, drooling and dripping on the back of Wen Qing'er's neck.
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"This girl runs quite fast." Jiang Li walked into the school slowly and came to the corridor.
Wen Quan felt that the note he left for his sister on his phone was quite accurate - unlucky sister.
"I hope everyone is okay." Wen Quan clasped his hands together.
(End of this chapter)