Lao Zhou and Duan Yue walked in front, Ma Fei was in the middle, and Sister Mao accompanied Brother Wang at the end.

“Brother Wang, you must follow me closely.” Sister Cat whispered, “This haunted house has very high reviews online. Even if I hire a group of trolls, it would be difficult to lower the ratings. So it must have its own unique features.”

"We have been here for more than ten minutes, but we haven't seen any actors or scary props. I am curious about how this haunted house works. Is it just up to tourists to wander around?" Brother Wang took pictures with his mobile phone all the way, but didn't find anything eye-catching: "The three-star scene is the most difficult, and it should have the best layout and design, but after watching it, the only feeling I have is boredom."

"This shabby haunted house of his can't compare to the theme park you helped design, but we can't be careless." Sister Cat smiled and didn't dare to refute Brother Wang's opinion.

"New Century Park has shown signs of revival recently, and all the changes are due to this haunted house. I really can't understand how a haunted house can drive an entire park?" Brother Wang walked very slowly, and Sister Mao didn't dare to walk too fast either.

Several people were either worried about the safety of Zhang Lan and Huang Xing, or thinking about other things. No one noticed that the doors of the houses on both sides were all ajar, and figures flashed on the walls from time to time. Even not far behind them, there was a skinny black shadow like a monkey hanging upside down on the eaves.

Old Zhou, with a panicked look on his face, led them step by step into the encirclement of ghosts.

Funeral music rang in my ears. The white paper lanterns swayed gently, and the light flickered.

"Wait, I feel something is wrong!" Ma Tian motioned for everyone to stop: "The atmosphere around here seems to be different from before, it feels like there are many pairs of eyes watching us."

“Then let’s exit first.” Lao Zhou acted even more cowardly than Ma Tian and directly suggested leaving the scene: “I really don’t want to go there anymore!”

"We didn't find the clearance item, and we lost the person. We were given 40 minutes to go, but we left after only 10 minutes. If this gets out, how can we evaluate the haunted house in the future?" Sister Cat acted very domineeringly: "Keep going, at least we have to see what's going on over there."

After she finished speaking, she smiled at Lao Zhou again, very embarrassed, "I'll trouble you to lead the way again, but don't worry, nothing will happen if you stay with us."

After several rounds of persuasion, Lao Zhou reluctantly agreed: "Let's go quickly. I'll show you the place and then we'll leave. You can play here by yourselves."

He and Duan Yue quickened their pace, with Ma Tian following closely behind.

The paper money on the ground was blown up by the wind, the sound of mourning came from afar, children could be heard laughing faintly behind, and lights were flickering at the end of the street.

After walking a few meters forward, they heard footsteps from another street nearby. Lao Zhou and Duan Yue continued to move forward as if they didn't hear them, and Ma Tian followed them.

But just as the three of them walked across the street, the funeral music approached, and two people with their heads bowed walked out of the street carrying a cracked coffin.

The coffin was lying in the middle, and Sister Mao and Brother Wang had not yet passed through.

"This is?"

Finally, we met the actors in the haunted house, but Sister Mao and Brother Wang were a little nervous. They were clearly not wearing any makeup, but why did they look... like dead people?

The air froze instantly, and Sister Mao pulled Brother Wang back a step. She felt something hit her back, and when she turned around, she saw a child with a bloody face painting, smiling at her.

Before the fear could erupt, Lao Zhou, who was walking at the front of the team, suddenly screamed, "He's coming! He killed Zhang Lan!"

In the courtyard, Bai Qiulin, with a broken spine, crooked facial features, and covered in blood, rushed towards them with his hands in his hands like a madman!

"I didn't kill anyone! I didn't kill anyone!"

He shouted loudly, but there was a hole in his throat and the sound and blood sprayed out.

Lao Zhou was walking in the front. He turned around and ran behind. The feeling of fear began to spread. Ma Tian only saw Bai Qiulin's appearance, so he also started running after Lao Zhou.

It was so horrifying, it was definitely not just makeup, Bai Qiulin's head was about to fall off!

"Run!" Lao Zhou turned around and shouted, but at this time the middle of the street was blocked by a coffin. The two dead men carrying the coffin seemed to have heard the signal, and they let go at the same time and grabbed Sister Mao and Brother Wang.

“Bang!”

The coffin fell to the ground, the lid was opened, and a bright red shroud stood up inside!

Brother Wang and Sister Mao didn't see the situation on the other side of the street clearly. She hadn't yet gotten over the fear brought by the masked child behind her, and then she felt that the whole world changed. Dead people rushed over, and even the shrouds in the coffins followed them!

She was not a very courageous person and usually relied on Ma Tian and Huang Mao. This time, an accident happened and she was scared half to death. She grabbed Brother Wang and found a way to get in.

"Sister Mao!" Ma Tian shouted from behind, but Sister Mao had already run far away by then. There was a coffin between the two of them, with a shroud standing on the coffin. In this situation, even if Ma Tian had ten times the courage, he would not dare to get close.

He had no choice but to follow Lao Zhou and Duan Yue, who were also scared crazy, and ran into another street.

A figure appeared on the wall, and Ma Tian didn't dare to stop for a moment. He knew that Bai Qiulin, covered in blood, was right behind him!

"It seems he really killed someone!"

As the thought emerged in his mind, Ma Tian's heart couldn't stop trembling. God knows how he could encounter such a bad luck just by visiting a haunted house.

"A mentally ill person sneaked into the haunted house and even cut off his own hand. He is already terminally ill and there is no hope for him!"

"Don't go! I didn't kill anyone! I didn't!"

Bai Qiulin's voice came from behind, getting closer and closer to Ma Tian. He didn't dare to look back and ran as hard as he could.

His heart was pounding, and Ma Tian was completely panicked by Lao Zhou's leading. He could only run after him.

His physical strength was consumed rapidly, probably because he felt that Ma Tian was slowing down and was running out of energy.

Old Zhou in front shouted at Ma Tian at the top of his lungs: "Hurry! Don't stop!"

Turning another corner, Lao Zhou pushed open the door of a house and waved to Ma Tian: "This way!"

Ma Tian followed Lao Zhou into the house without thinking too much, but he regretted it after closing the door: "Lao Zhou! This is a dead end!"

"My wife has no strength left! Are you going to let me leave her alone?" Old Zhou supported Duan Yue into the main hall: "Let's hide here first."

The situation was critical, and Ma Tian did not notice that Lao Zhou's address to Duan Yue had changed from girlfriend to wife. He followed Lao Zhou and his wife directly into the main hall.

"There's no place to hide here!"

"Come here, let's hide in the closet!"

Lao Zhou ran to the bedroom and opened the closet door, and all three of them hid inside.

The cabinet door was closed, and although there were three people squeezed together, Ma Tian could not feel any warmth, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Something seems to be wrong..."

“Don’t talk!” Old Zhou glared at Ma Tian and said, “I closed the door of the house. That lunatic shouldn’t have guessed that we were hiding in this house.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the gate of the house was pushed open. The creaking sound almost broke Ma Tian's heart.

"How could that monster guess that we were hiding in the house?" Old Zhou was shocked, but he quickly adjusted his attitude: "Bai Qiulin probably just came in to take a look."

This time, before he could finish his words, the door of the main hall was pushed open.

Ma Tian's heart was beating in his throat and even his breathing was a little difficult.

"Don't panic! Even if he enters the main hall, he may not be able to find us!"

Old Zhou was like a prophet. Before he even finished speaking, Bai Qiulin walked straight into the bedroom and stopped in front of the cabinet.

Ma Tian's face was pale and he held his breath for fear of being discovered.

"Don't be afraid. Things haven't gotten to the worst point yet. At least we are three tourists facing one ghost." Lao Zhou's voice gradually changed: "If three ghosts catch you at the same time, that would be the most terrifying."

After hearing what Lao Zhou said, a question suddenly flashed through Ma Tian’s mind: How did Lao Zhou know that there was a wooden cabinet in this bedroom?

There are no cabinets in the bedrooms of other houses, but this one is an exception!

An unspeakable fear filled his heart, and every hair on Ma Tian's body stood up.