Tables, chairs and worn-out dolls were moved away, and several tourists walked along the newly cleared passage.

“Old Yang, come here quickly!” Wang Yan saw Yang Chen standing alone behind him and urged him. He didn’t know that Yang Chen’s heart was already in turmoil and he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

“Why are you two in such a hurry?” Yang Chen shouted at Wang Yan. He hadn’t sent the message yet and was about to persuade Wang Yan and Li Xue to come back when the wall lamp beside him suddenly flickered.

“Lights?” Yang Chen seemed to suddenly realize something, he ran towards Wang Yan and Li Xue frantically: “Retreat to my side! Quick! The lights are about to be turned off!”

The wall lights in the corridor began to go out, faster than the previous two times.

When Li Xue heard Yang Chen's voice, she immediately ran towards him, but Wang Yan was quite far away from them, and the wall lamp beside him went out when she was halfway through.

The passage fell into darkness for the third time. What made Yang Chen feel uneasy was that they were now at the junction of the outer area and the middle area. No one knew what kind of monsters were hidden on the other side of the hole in the wall. It was an unknown Lingdu area.

“The owner of the haunted house turned off the lights when I was about to name the five ghosts. Could he have realized that someone had guessed the identities of the five ghosts? If so, then the person who was killed this time is likely to be me. Among all the visitors, the aloof Bai Qiulin is the most difficult to deal with, and the other one should be me. After visiting the haunted house many times, I have figured out the owner’s routine. He will definitely regard me as a major threat and focus on targeting me.” Yang Chen felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He was not going to sit and wait for death. He stood up, grabbed Li Xue and shouted to the other side of the passage: “Wang Yan! Come to me!”

The figure swayed in the darkness, ** dripped from the top of the head, and a shadow quickly crawled over the head.

"What?"

Halfway through the run, Wang Yan felt a damp and cold breath coming towards him. He stared blankly at the top of his head, his pupils slowly adapting to the darkness. When he was trying to see the monster's appearance clearly, his shoulder was suddenly patted.

Shivering, Wang Yan subconsciously turned his head to look, but there was nothing there.

"Who's behind me?"

A drop of cold liquid fell into his neck, and Wang Yan was startled. Before he could come to his senses, someone patted his shoulder again. This time he could clearly feel a hand on his shoulder.

"Got you!"

Wang Yan has a bad temper and is not good at reasoning and thinking, but he has good physical fitness and quick reactions.

When the hand did not withdraw, he grabbed it directly. The other party deliberately scared him at this time, which made Wang Yan a little angry.

He grabbed the hand violently and threw it forward with all his strength.

He waved his arm and pulled the hand in front of him.

Five slender fingers were clasped together with Wang Yan's fingers. Looking further back, there was a white palm and an uneven cut that looked like it was made with a kitchen knife.

This is a severed hand, which was cut off at the wrist, and at this moment, the hand is being tightly held in Wang Yan's palm.

"A hand?"

His thoughts froze for a second, and then Wang Yan was overwhelmed by fear!

"Where did this hand come from?!"

In the darkness, he desperately waved his arms, the air stuck in his throat. When he was about to shout, the broken puppets around him seemed to come alive and shone towards Wang Yan.

Wang Yan was completely dominated by fear and lost his sense of direction. He screamed and instinctively ran towards a place where there were no puppets.

"Wang Yan!" Yang Chen heard his companion's voice and immediately took out the phone from his pocket.

When he slid the screen and turned on the flashlight, liquid dripped from the ceiling, and thick darkness gathered above his head, transforming into a hollowed-out face that slowly approached, as if preparing to completely cover Yang Chen's head.

All his attention was on Wang Yan. Yang Chen did not see the dark shadow above his head. Instead, Li Xue next to him screamed. She leaned back desperately and sat on the ground, leaning her body against the wall, continuing to move backwards.

Seeing Li Xue's reaction, Yang Chen realized that he was also being targeted: "The person the haunted house boss really wants to attack is me?"

The lights of the mobile phones in the passage flickered randomly, and monsters formed by darkness appeared in large numbers.

“Don’t panic! The darkness will only last for a while!” Yang Chen dodged to the side, holding up his cell phone to protect Li Xue.

Footsteps were heard in the cluttered corridor, and tourists began to flee in a certain direction in the darkness.

“Don’t run around! Stop!” Yang Chen heard the chaotic footsteps of the tourists and finally realized that something was wrong. He guessed that the owner of the haunted house might have noticed that some tourists discovered that there were ghosts mixed in the team, so this time he turned off the lights in order to disrupt the tourist team and create a more favorable environment for his employees.

Yang Chen shouted at the top of his lungs, but Wang Yan, who was already frightened, didn’t listen carefully at all. He shook his hand desperately, but what frightened him even more was that the severed hand was exerting force on its own, holding him tightly.

Their fingers intertwined, as if they were glued to his palm.

There were monsters approaching on the ceiling, the puppets around him seemed to come alive, heads were rolling on the ground, and Wang Yan was standing alone in the middle of the pile of debris. He had completely lost the ability to think.

There were footsteps around him, and some tourists in the group were fleeing into the distance. Wang Yan turned sideways and stepped back, not caring about anything else. He followed the footsteps and retreated, trying to break out of the encirclement of the puppets and the monsters above his head.

"Who is running?! Squat on the ground! Lean against the wall! Everyone stay where you are!" Huya and Anan were also shouting. They found that someone seemed to be deliberately making trouble in the team, causing panic.

The shadow swayed, and the wall lamp never lit up. Wang Yan ran into the middle area, chased by puppets and monsters.

He followed the tourists in front of him and didn't know how long he had been running. He remembered that he had passed several corners and now he couldn't go back.

After calming down, Wang Yan felt a little regretful, but he had no other choice.

The power on the palm was getting stronger and stronger. He was studying medicine, and the touch of that hand was exactly the same as human skin, except that there was no temperature, as if it was a dead person's hand.

While Wang Yan was hiding from the puppets and the monsters above him, he suddenly heard Bai Qiulin's surprised and angry voice: "Who is it? Who is there?"

Then Xiao Li's scream was heard. Wang Yan knew that Xiao Li had been following Bai Qiulin.

"What happened? What did they encounter?" There was a corner ahead. Wang Yan got closer and saw two people lying diagonally in the corner.

Xiao Li fainted in front and lost consciousness.

Bai Qiulin was lying at the back, still conscious, and waving at Wang Yan.

There was no sight of the monster that attacked the two tourists, and Wang Yan felt uneasy. He did not dare to go over, nor did he want to save them. However, he did not know where he had run off to. If he did not stay with the two tourists and went out alone, it would be more likely that something bad would happen to him.

After hesitating for a second or two, Wang Yan bent down, panting, and prepared to squat next to Bai Qiulin to inquire about the situation.

With his legs bent, Wang Yan looked at Bai Qiulin with his mouth open. Before he could finish the sentence he had prepared, he saw Bai Qiulin's spine suddenly bend to 90 degrees! The familiar head fell directly onto Wang Yan, blood began to seep from all seven orifices, and an extremely terrifying face stared at Wang Yan, repeating a sentence over and over again.

"Give me back my hand!"

Wang Yan was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees. His body tilted, and the words in his mouth were stuck in his throat, making his whole face purple.

Wang Yan rolled his eyelids and finally understood why Xiao Li fainted.

…

His body was moved and his eyes opened a little blurryly. Wang Yan saw several doctors in white coats standing around him. They were holding their school badges and seemed to be talking about something.

"Where am I? Is this a hospital?" Wang Yan used all his strength to look back and found himself lying on a hospital bed covered with clean sheets, while Xiao Li was thrown casually on a wooden board.

"You're awake." Four doctors surrounded Wang Yan's bed. From Wang Yan's perspective, it was really scary.

"Am I... not visiting a haunted house?" Wang Yan was not sure. He was so scared that it took him a long time to remember who he was.

"We are the doctors in the haunted house. You fainted and we saved you." The doctors looked very kind and easy to talk to. They seemed to be particularly friendly to Wang Yan.

In the haunted house in the western suburbs of Jiujiang, several doctors who were wrapped tightly were very kind to him, which made Wang Yan feel creepy.

"Thank you." He looked at the doctors cautiously, not daring to move: "Can I leave now?"

"Of course, keep your school badge and don't lose it." The leading doctor gently placed Wang Yan's school badge next to him and said, "It's okay to combine work and rest, but everything should be done in moderation. After the tour, go back to school and attend class."

The leading doctor seemed to have not said these words to anyone for a long time. He was quite emotional and felt somewhat fortunate in his heart: "I never thought that one day I would be able to see them again and say these words to them. This familiar scene makes me feel like tears welling up in my eyes."

Wang Yan also felt strange. The doctors in white coats in front of him were particularly nice to him, but very mean to Xiao Li who was also frightened unconscious.

"Ladies and gentlemen, have we met before somewhere?" Wang Yan asked with a puzzled tone. Looking at the figure of the leading man, he vaguely felt as if he had seen him somewhere before.

The leading doctor smiled, his eyes full of kindness: "Actually, we..."

He coughed softly, and another older doctor next to him waved his hand: "Don't cause trouble for Boss Chen."

"Okay." The leading doctor said in a low voice.

Wang Yan had no idea what these doctors were talking about. He held on to his school badge and said, "I am indeed a student of Jiujiang Forensic Medicine. Are you guys our seniors? That's not right. Today is Wednesday. Every Wednesday morning, the Forensic Medicine School will have a large class. It's impossible for seniors to come here to work part-time."

"Freshman? Wednesday?" The leading doctor was slightly stunned, and his sword-like eyebrows slowly knitted together: "You reminded me, classmate, if I remember correctly, it should be class time now, right?"

The doctor's tone became serious. Wang Yan's calves trembled and he became even more confused.

He suddenly felt like he was facing his own school's dean, and his voice was weak and lacking in confidence: "Today the new haunted house scene opened, and I skipped classes with a few classmates to come and visit."

Wang Yan didn’t know what he was afraid of. This fear was completely different from the previous one.

"Skipping classes?" The leading doctor nodded, his face tense instantly. The atmosphere in the room became extremely solemn, and a deep chill emanated from the four doctors: "You started skipping classes in your freshman year? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by your teacher?"

“That shouldn’t be the case. This is also my first time skipping class…” Wang Yan stammered, becoming more and more frightened.

"Don't scare him." The very kind voice sounded again. The doctor who spoke was relatively old: "Okay, I'll take you out of the scene. Go back quickly after the tour. Don't delay the afternoon class."

After the doctor finished speaking, he called out to the side: "And you, stop pretending to be dead, let's leave together."

Xiao Li, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes, smiled awkwardly, and got up from the ground: "I'll leave now, sorry to bother you."

Xiao Li and Wang Yan supported each other as they walked out of the ward. Looking at the complicated corridor outside, neither of them knew which way to go.

No matter which direction they chose, they felt that it wouldn't be long before they were transported back here again.

"Go along the road on the left. When you reach a fork in the road, take the middle road and enter the second room. There is a wardrobe in the room. Push it open and the secret passage out is behind the wardrobe." The older doctor patiently showed the way to Xiao Li and Wang Yan. After making sure that the two had memorized the road, he shook his head, went back to the room and closed the door.

“Thank you!” Xiao Li excitedly dragged Wang Yan towards that road. They could finally leave this haunted place. Xiao Li had long forgotten the task assigned by Teacher Mu. He just wanted to leave quickly. “Brother, what’s your background? Why do those haunted house actors seem to be very familiar with you? They seem to know you?”

"I don't know either." Wang Yan shook his head, feeling that something was wrong. "It's really strange. The actors in the haunted house advised people not to skip classes. Are the quality of the extras so high now? Isn't this too positive?"

"Anyway, I owe you a favor today. When the new amusement park in the eastern suburbs of Jiujiang opens in a while, tickets will be hard to come by. I can get you a few tickets for free, buddy." Xiao Li patted his chest and promised.

"East Suburb New Paradise?" Wang Yan shook his head: "Forget it, just follow me closely, let's go out first."

"Okay!"

The two ran all the way to the room the doctor mentioned. There was a large morgue in the room. There was a big hole in the middle of the pool, which was filled with sticky liquid and bubbles kept coming up. It seemed that there was something hidden in the hole.

"This is the cabinet." Xiao Li and Wang Yan worked together to push the cabinet open, revealing a dark passage behind it.

…

Several doctors were standing in the room. The tallest doctor in the lead looked at the oldest doctor with an unnatural look on his face. "Mr. Wei, why did you tell them about the secret passage leading to the core area? Xiao Chen installed more than a dozen puppets and various mechanisms in that secret passage. I was scared just looking at it."

"He started skipping classes in his freshman year and it's getting worse and worse. I really don't know how Xiao Zheng manages the school! I have to go back and check on him one day!" The doctor called Mr. Wei floated into the house alone.

The other doctors looked at each other and the oldest doctor: "Mr. Wei, will there be any problems if we do this?"

"Something happened? I, Wei Jiuqing, am here. As long as he has a breath left, I can save him! I want to use this student to tell other students of Jiujiang Medical University that this is the consequence of skipping classes!"