The vermilion gate was pushed open, and two children with blood-red facial masks jumped in.

They were singing nursery rhymes with blood dripping down their cheeks. You had to get closer to see clearly that the blood-red facial masks were not painted on their faces but carved into their flesh.

"Don't come over!" Brother Wang slumped on the ground, reaching back to grab something to cover his body, but his fingertips touched something cold. He subconsciously looked back and saw that the corpse model, whose lower body was originally buried in the soil, had crawled out at some point and crawled directly to his side!

"ah!"

Brother Wang called out Sister Mao’s name and shouted for help.

But Sister Cat was in danger now, and the pale ghost in the water tank also ran out, with water droplets dripping onto the ground, and her swollen face was facing the two tourists in the yard.

The sharp female voice almost pierced her eardrums. Sister Mao was frightened and lost her mind. She abandoned Brother Wang and ran out of the house like a madman.

The lanterns on both sides of the street emitted red light. The village, which originally looked a little gloomy, completely changed its appearance in just a few minutes. It was like being in the underworld!

Two children with painted faces chased out from the yard, creepy nursery rhymes lingered in her ears, and Sister Cat used her hands and feet to escape in a hurry.

"Help!"

As a haunted house reviewer, she was actually scared and screamed for help in the haunted house. This was something that Sister Cat had never thought of before she came. The more she ran, the slower she ran, and the sedan ghost behind her gradually got closer. Despair and fear almost swallowed her up.

"Why hasn't this road ended yet? Someone come and save me!"

After turning a corner, Sister Mao suddenly saw a big red shroud standing in the middle of the road.

The creature stood upright in the middle of the road. When it spotted Sister Cat, it rushed towards her without saying a word.

Her voice was hoarse from shouting, and Sister Cat could only run desperately.

People who work hard will never have bad luck. Sister Mao saw a glimmer of hope in the deepest despair!

At the end of another street, there were a few dim oil lamps. Although the flames were weak, they dispelled the darkness.

"That should be the exit!"

Sister Cat tried her best to run towards the place where the oil lamps were, but as she ran, she suddenly felt something strange. Those oil lamps did not seem to be fixed in a certain room. They seemed to move by themselves!

“These oil lamps seem to be floating in the air?”

Being chased by the monster, Sister Cat had no time to think about anything else. She ran forward for more than ten meters before she finally saw the true appearance of those oil lamps!

Pale human faces appeared behind the oil lamps, and each oil lamp was bitten by a human head!

Sister Cat’s brain had already froze as she sprinted at full speed, and her body rushed forward a few meters due to inertia.

Just as she was about to be caught in the headlights, a hand grabbed her.

"Follow me!" the man said in a cold voice. He grabbed Sister Cat and led them into an old house next door, then jumped out of a window at the back of the house.

"Who are you?"

"Don't talk, it's dangerous here."

The voice sounded familiar, so Sister Cat let the other person drag her across two streets. After they got rid of the monsters, they stopped.

Hiding behind the door, Sister Cat quietly looked at the person who saved her from danger.

She looked up, and when she saw that face, her heart skipped a beat.

"Bai Qiulin?!"

"Keep your voice down." Bai Qiulin said viciously, "What? Are you surprised to see it's me?"

Sister Mao's mind was in a mess. She took a step back: "Xiao Lan said on the phone..."

"You said I harmed her, right?" Bai Qiulin said coldly, "You were all deceived by the dirty things in this haunted house."

"Dirty thing?" Sister Mao looked at Bai Qiulin in confusion. Just now, when the five of them went to find Zhang Lan together, the coffin-bearing ghost placed the coffin across the middle and forcibly separated the team.

At that time, Sister Cat's attention was completely attracted by the ghosts carrying the coffin and the ghosts carrying the sedan chair, and she did not see what was happening at the corner of the street.

"You may not believe what I'm going to say next, but it's all true." Bai Qiulin's hoarse voice made people feel uncomfortable: "The couple with you are actually ghosts!"

"You said Lao Zhou and Duan Yue are ghosts?" Sister Mao widened her eyes. She really couldn't accept this fact.

"This haunted house has been open for a long time, and there have always been legends of it being haunted." Bai Qiulin's pupils trembled: "About a few months ago, a couple's love was not supported by their families for various reasons, and they finally decided to commit suicide, and the place they chose was this haunted house."

"Suicide for love?!" Sister Mao's body was pressed against the wall, and she was a little unsteady on her feet.

"It was nothing at first, but gradually more and more tourists saw the couple. Their ghosts lingered after their death and kept wandering around the haunted house!" Bai Qiulin's voice was very scary: "Huang Xing was deceived by the couple. I wanted to save him, but it was too late."

"But on the phone, Zhang Lan said that you were harming her, and in the end she even asked Lao Zhou for help..." Sister Mao was interrupted by Bai Qiulin before she could finish her words.

"You are so stupid that you are beyond redemption! When you received the call, didn't you use your brains to think about it? Why did the phone hang up right after Zhang Lan shouted Lao Zhou to save her? If they had the ability to hang up the phone, why did they have to wait until Zhang Lan conveyed the message that I was the murderer before taking action?" Bai Qiulin became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became a little louder.

Sister Mao had been spared, and she felt that what Bai Qiulin said made sense.

"At that time, I just wanted to take the opportunity to tell Zhang Lan all this. I deliberately avoided the old Zhou couple, but Zhang Lan misunderstood my intention and thought I wanted to harm her." Bai Qiulin said solemnly: "I did all this with good intentions, but I didn't expect to be used by that evil couple!"

Every time Bai Qiulin spoke, the fear in Sister Mao's heart deepened. She began to waver: "So they are the ghosts."

"It's not safe here. I'll take you out first." Without giving Sister Mao a chance to continue thinking, Bai Qiulin had already opened the door of the house.

The two ran along the street for more than ten meters. Just as they arrived at the street entrance, they saw two figures slowly appearing at the corner under the light of red lanterns.

These two people are Lao Zhou and Duan Yue!

"Ms. Mao?" Old Zhou was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed in a few tenths of a second. He pointed at Bai Qiulin and said anxiously, "Get away from him! The person next to you is a ghost!"

Lao Zhou's voice directly broke down Sister Mao's psychological defenses. Both sides were saying that the other side was a ghost. Who should she trust at this time?

She took a step forward unconsciously, and Sister Mao was more inclined to trust Lao Zhou.

"Don't go over there! That ghost couple is lying to you." Bai Qiulin stood where he was, his tone tense, as if he was scared himself.

After hearing what Bai Qiulin said, Sister Mao hesitated again, her legs trembling.

"Come here quickly! Sister Mao!" Lao Zhou shouted at the top of his lungs. He seemed to suddenly remember something: "That lunatic escaped from a mental hospital! He cut off his own hand! You can look at his left hand!"

On one side is a couple of ghosts who committed suicide in a haunted house, and on the other side is a madman who cut off his own hand and just escaped from a mental hospital. Sister Cat is standing in the middle, and she is almost completely collapsed!

"Who among them is lying? Who should I believe?"