"Brother, are you sure we can get in? Let's not go. It's creepy here. The eyes of the sculpture were rolling around there during the day." A young man with yellow hair put one hand in his pocket and pointed at the sculpture with the other.
A short and stocky man next to him immediately interrupted him, "You are so brave, why are you following me?" Behind him were three ruffian-looking men, all five of them dressed in black.
If Ning Que were here, he would definitely recognize them. Aren’t these the two people from the daytime?
Huangmao continued to stammer and hesitate, "But, but..."
"But what is it? Are you a man or not?" The fat man said as he took out a hood and handed it to him. "Here, put this on and even your own mother won't recognize you."
He muttered, "My mother never recognized me..." as he put on the hood obediently.
Five people stood at the iron gate, ready to take action secretly.
Next to the yellow-haired man was a slightly taller man wearing black tights that made his legs look like bamboo poles. He laughed and said, "It's easy for us to grow bigger. What about you, Yuandan?"
The fat man looked unhappy and rolled up his sleeves, his white flesh glowing in the dark. "Don't call me Yuandan. When we were kids, we climbed trees together to rob bird nests. I was the best at it. I could just climb up and it would be fine!"
There was also a man with a scar on his face who said in a gruff voice, "What are you looking at? Just go in and don't waste my time! Why do you want this door to open automatically for you?"
At this moment, the door seemed to respond and opened with a creak, as if welcoming them in.
The fat man waved his hand, "Let's go!!!"
Huangmao shuddered, looked around, and saw them going in. He shouted, "Wait for me!"
At this time, Huangmao felt that many people were watching him for some reason, so he turned around and saw the two-meter-high sculpture standing at the entrance of the amusement park slowly turned its head, and its stone eyeballs could actually move flexibly.
Although his head is covered by a hood, there is no guarantee that the sculpture will be able to recognize him.
Sculpture 1: Why does this man have no face?
Sculpture 2: Really, it’s uglier than me.
Sculpture 3: At night, the man that the woman asked us to look after probably won’t come!
Sculpture 2: That shouldn’t be the case!
Sculpture 4: That one shouldn't look like that! These people look weird, not even as good-looking as me!
The five of them were walking in the quiet playground. Any slight movement made Huangmao shiver. He took a step forward and hurriedly caught up.
"Brother Mo, I got it. I'll do it tomorrow. I'll finish the mirror house tonight." Ning Que hugged Bai Bai.
Brother Mo patted her shoulder and said, "Come on, go to bed early today. I will inform my fans tomorrow that this account has been opened and I have broadcast it live several times."
The amusement park was extremely quiet at night, with only the occasional chirping of insects. Ning Que touched Baibai's body from time to time, and Honghong was not to be outdone and competed with Baibai for favor, twisting and turning on Ning Que's body for a while.
Ning Que smiled and said, "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, don't make trouble!" Then he walked to the determined position, took out the curtains covering the room from the space, and shook them.
After the small house landed on the ground, it swelled up quickly like a loaf of bread, and then became the size Ning Que had never seen before.
In the dark night, the patterned glass door opened by itself, Ning Que walked in holding Bai Bai, and then the door closed again.
"Fatty, are you sure this is the direction?" The scarred man looked at the dense trees all around him and turned around several times, but still couldn't find the house.
The fat man wiped the sweat from his head, panting, squinting his eyes, and looked around carefully. He said very confidently, "It should be the house I saw them build here before. They clearly came out from inside before!"
At this time, Tights also looked back and found that there was a house not far from where they came from, which was particularly conspicuous in the open space.
So he pulled the fat man's clothes and said, "Is this that kind of house? We must have come to the wrong place!"
The fat man took out a tissue, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and threw it on the ground. "It should be there."
Huang Mao always felt that something was wrong. However, compared to staying here alone, it was better to catch up with the main group.
When they arrived, they stood in front of the door.
Huangmao took out a tool from the bag on his back tremblingly. He just put the tool in the keyhole and hadn't done anything when he heard a click and the door opened.
The fat man was very satisfied and patted the yellow-haired man on the shoulder with satisfaction, "I knew that bringing you here would be of some use."
Everyone went in one after another. The last one who came in was Scarface. He asked, "Your skills are pretty good. Do you want to hang a sign with me? I'll protect you when the time comes."
Huangmao: But I haven’t gotten the hang of it yet, the door opened by itself.
But everyone thought he was driving, so he began to doubt himself. Maybe it was because his skills were getting better and better, and he was driving faster and faster.
Another person who had been silent came in, quickly found the switch, turned on the light, and the whole room appeared in front of him.
There is a reception desk right after the entrance. The white paint on the outside of the wood has warped a little due to moisture. On top of it is a stack of check-in books, and next to it is the marble on the floor. It is so clean that you can even see a person's shadow on it.
The group left six pairs of footprints on the shiny floor.
Scarface checked into several identical rooms on the first floor, then looked at the series of rooms hidden in the darkness, feeling a little annoyed. "There are so many rooms here, Fatty. Where exactly is the person you're looking for?"
The fat man was also a little irritated, especially because the dim light flickered, and especially the reflection of the mirror made his eyes hurt. He was a little impatient and walked directly to the stairs, pointed at the silent man in tight pants and said, "First floor, you two go check together, we'll go to the second floor first, whoever finds it first will call me."
The fat man, the yellow-haired man and the scarred man went upstairs together. The wooden handrail was already cracked. The round fluorescent lights on the wall of the stairs emitted a bright pale light, making people dizzy.
The second floor has the same layout as the first floor, but there are more and more mirrors, densely covering the corridors, and various mirrors divide them into pieces.
The weird atmosphere made the fat man stand at the stairs holding a flashlight, not daring to move. He vaguely saw three people standing not far away in the dark, one of them seemed to be missing half a leg.
The fat man immediately grabbed the yellow-haired man's arm and said, "Huang...Huang..., do you...see...?"
"Brother...Brother...I'm also..." A frightened voice came from behind the fat man, but the presence of someone still made the fat man feel more at ease. So he corrected his frightened voice and pointed at Scarface, "You go and take a look first, and turn on the light. I don't know where this damn switch is, and I can't even see anyone."
Scarface walked in slowly without saying a word, his sneakers making no sound on the marble.
Not long after he left, the fat man seemed to hear someone knocking on the door, which was sometimes far away, sometimes near, and sometimes not.
This place is not big, but there are quite a few doors. The sounds of people calling and talking are lingering in the air.
The fat man always felt a chill blowing across his exposed skin, but there were no windows in the entire corridor, so there was no way for wind to blow, yet there was wind.
He trembled and touched the yellow-haired man's hand, hoping to draw some strength from it. But the texture was wrong, plump and cold, and there was no cloth covering it.
This doesn’t look like Huangmao’s hand!
The fat man swallowed a mouthful of water and slowly pointed the flashlight at him, and the beam of light illuminated the person in front of him.
It was Huangmao. The fat man breathed a sigh of relief and complained, "What's wrong with you? You're crazy..."
Before he could finish his words, he noticed that Huangmao's face was covered with wounds. The flesh on the wounds was white and swollen, and the whole person was wet, as if he had just been pulled out of the water. A hoarse voice floated out of his mouth full of the smell of water, "Is this what you said?"
The fat man screamed, his eyes rolled back, his hands and feet twitched unconsciously a few times, and then he fell to the ground.
After installing the surveillance camera, Ning Que started a live broadcast and wandered around the amusement park, under the pretext of getting started and familiarizing himself with the game.
The live broadcast device that Brother Mo gave me is quite advanced. The camera and microphone are attached to the collar, and the mobile phone can be placed in the pocket.
Ning Que was originally chatting with a dozen night owls, talking about the stars, the moon and the sun, when a sharp cry suddenly rang out in the silent night.
Ning Que looked back and saw light coming through the glass door on the first floor of his mirror house not far away. No one would come in, right?
She immediately put her phone in her pocket and started running. Fortunately, the camera was not facing her, and because the playground was poor and there were no street lights, Ning Que could not see how amazing her speed was!
The live broadcast room instantly became lively, with barrages of comments appearing on the screen, and more than a dozen people instantly created the posture of a huge army.
"WOC, there's a thief!"
"It's lively, there's going to be a good show!"
Most of the people at the beginning were just watching the show and sending out comments, but one Watson noticed something slow.
"Hearing the rumors, don't you think the boss is a little fast?"
"WOC, seriously, it feels faster than me turning on a battery!"
"That's impossible, otherwise the boss would have brought glory to the country."
Speed
Lynch was one of the dozen or so night owls in front. After watching the big guys calculate the boss's speed based on the speed of the wind, he fought hard to play WOC and called Li Feng.
In fact, not much time had passed. Ning Que arrived at the door in the blink of an eye, and the glass door opened by itself again.
The first floor was brightly lit, and a glance revealed that there was no one in the corridor. The screams came from the second floor.
The second floor was quiet and dark, and Ning Que's eyes automatically switched to night mode. There was a huge figure lying on the ground.
As Ning Que approached, he smelled a strong smell of urine. The person had fainted, and there was another person huddled in the corner.
As she approached and wanted to ask what was going on, before she could open her mouth, the man waved his hands desperately, "Go away!"
Ning Que held him down, "I'm a human!"
Perhaps the man began to calm down slowly after feeling Ning Que's body temperature, and then clung to her like an octopus.
Ning Que turned on the light and asked, "Why don't you turn on the light?"
Perhaps the fat man also felt the light and slowly opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ning Que looking at him with a smile.
His lips trembled, and he immediately stood up and knelt down in front of Ning Que. Then, seeing this, Huangmao also knelt down immediately.
Netizens were also going crazy, "What's going on? I saw someone kneeling down in front of me!"
“This feeling is really extraordinary!”
Ning Que shifted his seat and asked, "What's going on? Why are you camping in my playground?"
The yellow-haired man had just opened his mouth, "We want to get back at the place we left..." Before he could finish his words, the fat man next to him covered his mouth.
The fat man smiled and said, "We just want to come and see it."
Ning Que glanced at a pair of figures in danger in the mirror and waved his hand, "Hurry up and leave. This mirror house is still under debugging. It's very dangerous for you to rush in."
The fat man stood up with shaking legs and thought to himself, I knew the danger, that's why I fainted from fright.
When he turned on his phone and was about to call them, he found that there was no signal in the room, so he raised his phone and said to Ning Que, "There seems to be no signal here."
In order to appease them, Ning Que was courting death. He hadn't even figured out what was going on, and the ghosts hadn't been properly trained, yet someone had come to experience it in advance. He could only explain, "There's a signal jammer installed here for the gaming experience."
Lynch perked up and suddenly noticed a pair of figures appearing in the mirror. They were getting bigger and bigger, and their facial features were becoming clearer and clearer. Finally, they seemed to be about to walk out of the mirror and drag the two men in.
They smiled at her, showing a row of sharp teeth.
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