"My name is Shao Wen, and he is Ling Feijie." The man with glasses glanced at Wu Jinpeng, then shook his head slightly. He could see that Wu Jinpeng was wearing only cheap goods, and the smell of poverty was almost overwhelming.

"Hello, I'm a new employee in this haunted house. The boss asked me to come and experience it with the tourists first." Wu Jinpeng knew what was going on at a glance. He knew that the two men liked the woman, but the woman didn't seem to like them.

"Uncle, are you really an employee of this haunted house? You don't look like it?" The other two tourists who followed them in also came to Wu Jinpeng. The two of them looked young and said, "We are students of Hanjiang Medical College. I heard from my seniors that the actors in this haunted house are scarier than each other, as if they crawled out of hell."

After hearing the two students' comments, Wu Jinpeng began to sweat on his forehead, as if he had joined a remarkable organization.

"I haven't formally met with other employees yet, so I don't know the details."

"Uncle, I think you are a nice person, please don't lie to us." The two medical students are well aware of the various tricks of Chen Ge's haunted house. They hear information about Chen Ge's haunted house every day, and after being influenced by it, they can be considered half-experienced tourists.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would lie?" Wu Jinpeng wanted to explain, but the more he explained, the more suspicious other people looked at him.

"Stop talking so much and go in and take a look first." Ling Feijie is a little older than the other two students, but he gives people the impression that he is not as mature as them. He is like a flower grown in a greenhouse. Although he looks very masculine, he is actually very fragile inside.

Several people walked along the corridor into Muyang Middle School. Wu Jinpeng and two medical students walked in front, and the remaining three walked very slowly. They looked around as they walked. It felt like they were not visiting but more like looking for something.

The blank test paper was blown by the wind, making a rustling sound as it scraped against the ground. Wu Jinpeng didn't feel it was very scary when he first entered the underground scene, but the further he went in, the faster his heart beat and his palms began to sweat unconsciously.

"Uncle, don't be so tense. You're walking crookedly." One of the medical students looked at Wu Jinpeng with a wry smile on his face: "Do you have to act so realistically?"

"Sorry, this is my first day at work." Wu Jinpeng didn't want to do this, but he was really timid: "Should we wait for them? We can take care of each other..."

Wu Jinpeng turned his head and saw that the three men were standing in front of a classroom. They had no intention of moving forward. The man named Shao Wen even took a few steps back, as if he was preparing to leave Muyang Middle School.

"Hey! Don't be afraid. As long as we get together, everything should be fine." Wu Jinpeng wanted to comfort others, but the man named Shao Wen did not appreciate it. Instead, he glared at Wu Jinpeng.

"The three of us will tour the place by ourselves. You guys go in first." Ling Feijie stayed by Shen Bingjie's side all the time, never leaving her side.

"According to our seniors, those who acted separately in this haunted house all suffered a miserable end." The two medical students seemed to be very experienced. They grabbed Wu Jinpeng and walked towards Shen Bingjie: "This is a two-star scene, stop fooling around!"

Ling Feijie became angry when he was lectured by two students who were obviously younger than him. He was about to argue with the medical student but was stopped by the woman next to him.

"What they said makes sense, Xiaojie, you shouldn't be so impulsive all the time. Sometimes you should listen to others more." Shen Bingjie gently grabbed Ling Feijie's arm: "The condition for passing this scene is to find enough school cards. Let's hurry up and try to pass it in one go."

Shen Bingjie's voice was very gentle, and her words seemed to have a special magic that could make Ling Feijie, a hot-tempered guy, obedient.

"Is it just you two? Just ignore him?" Wu Jinpeng pointed at Shao Wen, the man wearing glasses who was standing at the entrance of Muyang Middle School. He was holding a cell phone and seemed to be talking to someone.

"Awen's father is looking for him. Let's go forward first. He will catch up with us soon." Shen Bingjie came to Wu Jinpeng and said, "Let's go, Uncle Shunguai."

"Uh." Several people entered Muyang Middle School. After they walked away, Shao Wen put down his mobile phone, glanced at the surveillance camera next to him, and quietly hid very close to the stairs.

A few minutes later, the iron gate leading to the underground opened again, and several tourists entered the living coffin village accompanied by Lao Zhou.

As they were walking towards the Living Coffin Village, Shao Wen came out from his hiding place and secretly returned to the ground.

There was no one in the empty corridor. Shao Wen took out his mobile phone and took a look. There was a map of the entire first floor of the haunted house on the screen, with the surveillance locations specially marked with red lines.

"I really don't know why Shen Bingjie is interested in this haunted house." He carefully avoided the surveillance and opened the door of the dressing room.

The room was filled with all kinds of scary costumes, and there were many cosmetics on the table.

"Not here."

Shao Wen took his cell phone and carefully closed the door of the dressing room. He then entered the prop room next to it, but there was still nothing he was looking for in the room.

"I'm lucky. There's no one in these two rooms. I've come up with so many excuses to get out."

Next to the prop room is the staff lounge. Shao Wen turned the door handle and the door opened.

"Are all the doors in this haunted house unlocked? Aren't they afraid of thieves?"

As soon as he pushed the door open, Shao Wen was stunned at the door. He saw a big cat in the staff lounge.

This cat is a little bigger than an ordinary cat, and its body is snow-white. It is lying on the bed, staring at Shao Wen with its heterochromatic eyes.

"You scared me." Shao Wen entered the house, looked around, and began to search the house.

The cat was lying in the distance staring at him the whole time, which made Shao Wen feel a little uneasy: "Why do I feel like the cat is laughing? Can cats laugh?"

Shao Wen quickened his pace. He opened the door of the closet, revealing only a few pieces of clothes of poor taste.

He looked under the bed again, where there was only a pile of discarded props that seemed to be used to support the bed.

"Isn't this employee lounge too shabby? Do the employees here have any objections?" Shao Wen turned around and finally looked at the desk: "The desk is not locked, and there is probably nothing important in it."

Opening the drawer, Shao Wen saw a lighter that was almost out of gas and a thick stack of draft paper.

Flipping through the draft papers, he found a diary with a blood-red cover underneath the stack of draft papers.

"Meow."

Seeing the diary, the white cat, which had been lying obediently on the bed, suddenly jumped under the bed.

"What the hell? You scared me." Shao Wen put the diary on the table and opened the first page.

"On *th day of *th month of *th year, I dragged her by her hair and tied her up in the corridor. I pressed my face against hers, listening to her gradually weakening heartbeat. Just before she stopped breathing, I seemed to hear my name from her throat - Zhang Ya..."

Shao Wen looked at the blood-red diary, his pupils trembling, and he felt like he couldn't take his hands back as he was turning the pages.

The contents of the diary are too cruel. Every page is filled with blood and pain. The owner of this diary is definitely a monster.