After Yang Chen finished speaking, he walked forward a few steps. He felt a gust of cold wind behind him. When he looked back, he found that the other tourists were standing in the same place, including Wang Yan and Li Xue.
“What are you guys standing there for? Come together!” Yang Chen wasn’t very courageous, he was just a little more rational than the others.
"According to the character of the haunted house owner, the most dangerous place might be the safest place. Based on common sense, you judged that the one painted white is the corpse transportation passage, and you should change to another one. But I think the road you chose is the real dangerous one. We can't use normal thinking to guess the design of the haunted house owner." Bai Qiulin spoke again. His voice was very cold, which made people feel uncomfortable, but it was undeniable that what he said made sense.
"Then how do you say we should go?" Wang Yan said in an aggressive tone. He was very unhappy that the three of them had put in so much effort, but in the end they only got one photo.
"It doesn't matter which way we go, the important thing is that we don't separate." An Nan, the editor of the magazine, came out: "As long as the twelve of us are together and don't panic when things get tough, there's still hope that we can get through this."
He looked at the spherical object bouncing up and down in the depths of the corridor, his expression becoming unnatural. "The experience lasts for thirty minutes. We can go into both passages and have a look. There's no need to disagree over such trivial matters."
An Nan mediated. Bai Qiulin looked at the three medical students and said to himself, "It's strange. Why did they insist on leading us down that road?"
His voice was so low that only Fan Dade, Fan Cong and Xiao Li who were standing nearby could hear it.
Led by three students from the School of Forensic Medicine, the twelve tourists officially entered the passage.
The lights on the wall flickered, and there was a faint smell of formaldehyde in the air. The passage became narrower and narrower, and there were more stains on the ground. I didn't know what they were, but they felt sticky when I stepped on them, which made me feel uncomfortable.
"Brother, why don't we go out?" Fan Cong felt unhappy but couldn't express it. He really didn't know what was wrong with his brother and why he had to bring him to this place to relax.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Fan Dade himself didn't notice that he looked nervous when he spoke, and he felt like a thief who had entered someone else's house.
Wet handprints began to appear on the walls, and the ceiling above seemed to have become much lower. Fan Dade, the tallest man, could easily touch the roof with a single hand.
After walking a dozen meters inside, Anan slowly realized something was wrong: "Wait a minute, we've been walking inside for a long time, but why does it feel like the distance between that bouncing spherical object and us hasn't shortened?"
After he said this, the others also reacted and it seemed to be true.
The spherical object that was bouncing up and down deep in the passage seemed to be constantly moving, always keeping a distance from them.
"It's not too late to turn back now." Bai Qiulin stood in the middle of the team, in a safe position. "You all know that it's probably not a spherical object, but a human head that's jumping by itself. This must be a scare designed by the owner of the haunted house, waiting for us to take the bait."
Bai Qiulin seemed to have a lot of experience in visiting haunted houses. He put one hand in his pocket and didn't target any one person. He just talked about the matter at hand: "Just imagine, when we are attracted by the jumping head and keep walking into the passage, the head suddenly speeds up and jumps towards us. Will it catch us off guard? If other monsters help us at this time, the twelve of us will probably be directly dispersed and the team will be completely separated."
Anan nodded, agreeing with Bai Qiulin's words, and shouted to the tourists behind him: "Everyone must follow closely, don't run around, it's safest to stay together."
"It's useless for you to say these things. Everyone understands the truth, but when fear really comes, it is not reason that controls us, but instinct. The body will react before the mind." Bai Qiulin's tone was cold, but he said it in a way that made it impossible for people to find any reason to refute: "If my guess is correct, if we continue to move forward, there may be a fork in the road, and the passage will become more and more complicated. Human heads and ghosts will appear at that time. The haunted house wants to amplify the fear in everyone's heart, and it will definitely try every means to separate us. When a fork in the road appears, everyone will flee in panic when frightened, and it is very likely that they will enter different forks. The road conditions here are complicated. Once you enter, it may be difficult to get out."
"You've said so much, but it's just your own idea." Wang Yan felt aggrieved. He had good intentions in bringing other tourists together, sharing the experiences summarized by seniors, and guiding the way, but why were there still people who kept contradicting him?
"Indeed, these are just my own ideas, but I hope everyone can be prepared in advance. If there is a fork in the road ahead, please be sure to cheer up and gather around me." Bai Qiulin was obviously competing with Yang Chen and the others for the right to speak in the team.
Wang Yan wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Yang Chen: "He is doing this for everyone's good, there is no need to care so much."
Yang Chen felt uneasy in his heart. He smelled the familiar smell of formalin in the air and swept his eyes over the tourists. He always felt that something was wrong: "When I visited here before, a similar situation seemed to have occurred..."
Continuing forward, iron doors with seals began to appear on the walls on both sides of the passage. They were rusty and looked quite old.
"Where did Boss Chen get these things from?"
The head in front of them was jumping up and down, keeping a distance from them. After walking for more than a minute, a crossroads appeared in front of them.
The passage on the left was painted white, with various bloody words written on the walls; the passage on the right was not painted, but the head turned in and was still jumping on the ground; the passage directly opposite them was also not painted, but the door of a room in that passage was open.
"This is simply a maze. We've only been here for over a minute and we've already come to two forks in the road. If we continue forward, we'll easily get lost." Fan Dade is a person with poor sense of direction. He is the strongest in body, but behaves the most cowardly. He has been talking to Fan Cong and Lao Zhou beside him, trying to distract himself.
“I still suggest following the head. First, I can assure you that I once heard from a senior that if you get lost in the underground morgue, you can definitely get out by taking the unpainted passage. This was designed before the morgue was built. Second, don’t make things too complicated. We are just here to visit the haunted house, not to go on an adventure in the wild. This head is like a guide.” Yang Chen insisted on his opinion.
"I think we should go to the open door first, maybe we can find some useful clues." An Nan did not speak for Yang Chen this time.
"I don't care what choice you make. I just want to remind you not to stay at the crossroads for too long. It's really dangerous here." Bai Qiulin didn't look at Yang Chen and An Nan. His eyes were always focused behind him, as if something was slowly approaching in the deep passage.
He didn't say anything particularly scary, but just this small action made the people around him turn around and look towards the passage.
In the deep and dark passage, there seemed to be something moving, and there was more than one!
"We've walked so far without realizing it." Fan Dade gave a dry laugh and dragged his younger brother to the front of the team. They had been the last two to leave.
"Um...excuse me." The tail next to Anan raised his hand. This little girl has a very nice voice. Her real age cannot be guessed just by her voice and appearance.
"Have you noticed a problem? The head has been moving all the time, but I just looked around and didn't find any mechanism on the wall to control it. And look at its movement trajectory, it's straight up and down, and it doesn't look like it's being pulled by a silk thread." Tail observed very carefully.
"There should be a driving device inside, right? Maybe the owner of the haunted house is watching us and laughing on the surveillance camera." Xiao Li shrugged. He is an employee of the Virtual Future Park and has a good understanding of the park's entertainment equipment. He knows that with current science and technology, many seemingly impossible things can be done.
"Look carefully." Tail said with the cutest expression what made other tourists most uncomfortable: "The amplitude of the up and down jumps is actually different. It doesn't look like there is a program installed inside. It's more like there is an invisible person flapping the head up and down, or the head is jumping by itself."
Before several tourists could recover from the ghost in the deep passage behind them, their attention was focused on the heads of people in the passage on the right. After staring for a long time, it felt like the heads really were jumping around.
As they danced and laughed, the distance between them seemed to be getting closer.
Fan Dade wiped the sweat from his forehead. He felt a little unsafe standing in the middle of the team.
“Let’s ignore the human head for now, let’s go straight and see what’s inside the open door.” An Nan looked at Yang Chen: “According to your guess, the human head is the guide of the haunted house. Then when we finish exploring the room and come out, the human head may still be waiting for us outside, so there’s no need for us to leave in a hurry.”
"I also think it would be better to go into the room and take a look first." Huya rarely speaks, but her words mean that the three editors have decided to go into the room and investigate first.
Yang Chen originally wanted to persist, but after hearing Hu Ya's voice, he did not express his opinion.
The voice of the beautiful editor was mature and warm, completely different from Tail's. She was a bit like Chen Ge, which made Yang Chen feel that she might be a dark big sister who was hiding a lot and should not be easily provoked.
"Then let's decide it."
Twelve tourists carefully crossed the intersection and crowded outside the open door.
This is a wooden door with the lower end hollowed out and the door panel covered with scratches.
There were two words written crookedly with a pen next to the door - Paradise.
“The paradise in the paradise haunted house?” Yang Chen walked in front. He reached out and touched the deep scratches on the door. Some of the scratches still had bloodstains and some dark brown impurities. “Could these marks have been dug out by humans?”
After entering the underground morgue, everything gave him an extremely real feeling, sometimes he even forgot that he was visiting a haunted house.
Pushing open the door, the room was filled with all kinds of sundries, bottles and jars were displayed on the shelves, and various organ models seemed to be soaked in the yellowed liquid.
"What kind of paradise is this?"
The space inside the house was narrow, and the twelve tourists could not all fit in. When Anan entered the room, he said to the tourists behind him: "Stay outside, don't run around, wait for us to come out and act together."
Three students from the School of Forensic Medicine and three editors entered the house. Xiao Li followed them to complete the task assigned by Teacher Mu. After they entered, Bai Qiulin naturally stood guard at the door.
Fan Dade was a bit timid. He pulled his brother and Lao Zhou together and said, "Let's not go in. Wait until they finish searching, and then we can just follow them."
After saying that, he smiled at Lao Zhou shyly and said, "We don't come here often. Let's go together when we go in later."
"No problem." Lao Zhou seems to be a very nice person, enthusiastic, generous and straightforward.
In the eerie and dark corridor of the morgue, Fan Dade was surrounded by Lao Zhou, Duan Yue and Bai Qiulin. He felt very safe. These people were much more reliable than the young people in the room.
"I'm really lucky this time. I'm in luck. Maybe I can actually pass the level." While Fan Dade was secretly happy, his younger brother Fan Cong had a bad premonition.
The fat on his body trembled slightly. Fan Cong looked back the way he came. The wall lights in the distant corridor had gone out at some point.
What frightened him even more was that the wall lamps came closer and closer, and one of them would go out every once in a while.
The passage was getting darker and darker, and the thing hiding inside seemed to be getting closer.
"It seems like something is really coming."
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Yang Chen, An Nan and the others entered the house to look for clues, but after searching for a long time, they found nothing except getting their hands covered in dust.
"The owner of the haunted house would never waste so much energy to build a useless room. There must be a big secret hidden in the room." Anan led the two female editors through the shelves: "This place looks like an abandoned warehouse."
On the other side of the shelf were some tables and chairs as well as badly damaged club costumes. Anan walked over and picked up a costume. He was surprised to find that these costumes were wet, as if someone had just come out of the water and put on these clothes with a wet body.
Putting down the costume, Anan put his hand under his nose and smelled a strange odor.
"This doesn't seem to be water." While Anan was thinking alone, Huya walked to the innermost part of the warehouse. She opened the cabinet in the corner and looked through the strange paintings inside.
She was following at the back, the road was blocked, she was leaning on the printer next to her, and seemed to have touched the switch accidentally, and a fat face faintly appeared in the printer.