Ali was holding a wooden box and walking at the end of the team.

He is honest and loyal, not as sensitive as Xiaochun, but he just feels that something is not right.

"Why does the name Lin Sisi keep popping up in my mind? Is it because I took his painting? Impossible, it must be a psychological effect."

Walking in the dark corridor, Ali couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts. His memory seemed to be covered by something, and he vaguely saw a thin boy standing not far away.

His face couldn't be seen clearly, and there were no obvious injuries on his body, but his clothes were torn, the zipper of his schoolbag was torn, his hair was wet, and his face was covered in mud.

Compared with his dirty body, the boy’s numbness is even more heartbreaking.

"you……"

"What?" The photographer was startled by Ali: "What's the matter?"

"No, it's okay. Sorry." Ali apologized quickly. He looked around and there were no children. But what made him feel strange was that the eerie and scary scene gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had been here before. "Have I been to this place when I was a child? Or did I dream about it in a nightmare?"

When I arrived at a strange place, I suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in my heart. Many people have encountered this situation. If it were an ordinary tourist attraction, it would not be a big deal, but this is the third underground floor of a haunted house, an "unopened area" without even any lights.

As soon as he started thinking, all kinds of terrible scenes appeared in Ali's mind again. The child was forced into the corner of the classroom, pushed into the toilet cubicle, and distorted faces were smiling at him, splashing ink and sewage.

"Enough!" Ali shouted suddenly, scaring the people in front of him.

"Lan Dong, what's wrong with your friend? He made me unable to hold the camera steady." The cameraman was very dissatisfied.

"Brother, are you okay?" Liu Gang looked at Ali with a frown, because he had to maintain his demeanor during the live broadcast.

"I don't know either, I just feel like I've been here before." Ali muttered, "Maybe I dreamed about it. Didn't the news report say that many vegetative patients who woke up dreamed about this haunted house during their coma? I don't think those media reports are just talking nonsense."

"Ahem!" Liu Gang interrupted Ali. He quickly made a gesture to the photographer, who understood and shifted the camera.

Taking off the microphone from his collar, Liu Kang whispered to Ali, "We are here to fight against counterfeiting, understand? There should be a limit to your showmanship."

Liu Kang's expression changed like turning pages of a book. He had just praised Ali in the dormitory, but in the blink of an eye, his tone changed.

"It's true!" Ali wanted to say something else, but Liu Kang didn't bother to listen. He motioned for Lan Dong to come over and said, "Teach your friend a lesson."

After putting the microphone back on, Liu Kang returned to normal. He walked in front of the camera and calmly explained to the audience that what happened just now was just a small episode.

The camera was deliberately moved away, the sound became lower, and all these anomalies sparked further discussion among netizens.

Seeing many people talking about the news and Chen Ge's haunted house in his live broadcast room, Liu Gang became even more unhappy: "My friend was just joking just now, don't take it seriously. We have been visiting for fun, and now we are officially going to start fighting against fakes."

Whether Chen Ge's haunted house is scary or not, Liu Kang doesn't need to say much. The atmosphere inside alone has proved everything. Even if Liu Kang keeps making jokes, he can't weaken the sense of horror.

“A haunted house that relies on trending searches, deceives tourists, and fools the audience wants to be popular?” Regardless of whether it is true or not, Liu Gang first wants to put a few hats on Chen Ge’s haunted house to put himself on the moral high ground, as if doing so would give him a greater sense of mission and he would never be afraid again.

"Stop wasting time. I'm going to reveal its true face in front of everyone today!" Liu Gang was very excited. Just as he finished saying this, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

This is his personal cell phone number and not many people know it.

Liu Kang hesitated for a while and slowly pressed the answer button.

Before he could react, the hysterical voice of the male assistant came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother Kang! This haunted house is really haunted! Above your head! All the ghosts are lying above your head!" The male assistant seemed to be running wildly, gasping for breath.

"Where have you been? Whose phone is this?" Liu Kang's heart skipped a beat. He had just put on the microphone, and now everyone in the live broadcast room heard the male assistant's voice.

"I was saved by other tourists! Go back quickly! There is no way out of this haunted house! It will be too late if we don't leave now! Don't come over! Help! There are ghosts everywhere! There are ghosts everywhere!"

The male assistant's hoarse cries slapped Liu Kang's face hard. His eyes twitched and he immediately hung up the phone.

He came to the haunted house to expose fakes, but now it seems like he is promoting the haunted house in front of the entire Internet audience.

"My assistant's acting is too exaggerated. I'm sorry to embarrass you all..." Before Liu Gang finished his words, the photographer's phone kept vibrating.

Someone sent him a series of voice messages. The photographer clicked on one without thinking too much, and then the male assistant's voice appeared again.

"Liu Kang! Run! Trust me! Ghosts are around you! They are right next to you!"

The corridor was very quiet, so the male assistant's voice was particularly harsh. This guy was so anxious that he called Liu Kang's full name.

"Turn off your cell phones and let's concentrate on exploring the haunted house." Liu Kang's face looked a little bad. If it weren't for the camera he would have been angry long ago.

"Okay, Brother Kang." ** verbally agreed to turn off his phone, but he didn't actually do it. The burly man was thoughtful and he knew the male assistant very well. He knew that the other party was not acting, but was really scared to death.

She secretly replied to the male assistant's message, then turned her phone to silent mode and put it in her pocket.

…

"Liu Gang! I won't hurt you! Say something back!" Holding a women's mobile phone in his hand, the male assistant ran wildly in the narrow passage. His hair was disheveled, tears hung in the corners of his eyes, and his voice was hoarse.

"Stop howling! Do you want to kill us all?!" In front of the male assistant there was a student couple, a middle-aged man and a very elegant female tourist. The middle-aged man was the one who spoke just now.

Shadows were surging in the corridor behind them, and they could hear footsteps getting closer and closer!

"This way!" The middle-aged man found a classroom with an open door at the corner of the corridor. Without thinking much, he pulled the woman behind him and hid inside.

The student couple was also preparing to run towards the classroom, but at this moment the male assistant tried his best and accelerated to overtake the student couple.

He rushed into the classroom, gritted his teeth, and slammed the door shut!

"Fuck! Open the door! We even lent you our phone, and you treat us like this?!" The student couple knocked hard on the door, but the male assistant simply locked it.

As the creepy footsteps approached, the student couple had no choice but to leave, and the footsteps were also attracted away by them.

"Fortunately, I was decisive. Otherwise, even if we hid here, we would be surrounded and no one could escape." The male assistant did that subconsciously. In the four-star scene, he seemed to have torn off his usual disguise and exposed his true self.

Panting heavily, the male assistant tightly grasped the phone that the student couple lent him, and rested with his back against the door: "I am doing this for everyone's good. By the way, I haven't thanked you yet, what are your names?"

"You can call me Lao Zhou, and this is my girlfriend Duan Yue." The middle-aged man enthusiastically introduced his girlfriend to the male assistant. He seemed to like doing this very much, but the female tourist was a little unhappy.

"Brother Zhou, I was chased by a ghost just now. Thank you guys for saving me and letting me go with you." The male assistant seemed to have forgotten what he had just done. He knew it was very dangerous to be alone here, so he wanted to build a relationship with Lao Zhou and Duan Yue.

"It's as it should be. One more person means more strength. I didn't expect this haunted house to be so scary. It turns out all the ghosts are above our heads. We can find them just by looking upside down." Lao Zhou took a deep breath.

Duan Yue next to him was very disdainful: "One more person means more strength? Just now this guy directly blocked the door and didn't let those two students in. This kind of person..."

"If he doesn't do this, we will all be trapped here. He has his own reasons." Lao Zhou's words touched the male assistant's heart: "I understand you. With more experience, you will see through it. Nothing is easy in the adult world. Who doesn't want to be an innocent child forever?"

"Brother Zhou, you still understand me!" Despair, fear, and exhaustion, under such circumstances, the male assistant felt a long-lost warmth from Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou patted the male assistant on the shoulder and encouraged him: "I saw you were on the phone just now. I want to ask if your people received your reminder? We must quickly reunite with the main force. It's too scary to be alone in this haunted house."

"Don't worry, Brother Kang might have been on a live broadcast, so he didn't answer the call. But I got in touch with the photographer and he replied my message." The male assistant opened the mailbox, and there was a text message from ** - I also feel that there is something wrong with this haunted house, let's talk about it in detail later!

"So they already believe that you are using this phone to contact them." Lao Zhou's words were meaningful. Before the male assistant could react, Lao Zhou had already blocked the classroom door.

"Brother Zhou, what do you mean?" The male assistant felt something was wrong.

"I understand you, and I hope you can understand me too." Blood seeped out from under his clothes, revealing hideous wounds. Old Zhou's face was as pale as paper. "You have to know that nothing is easy in the adult world. Who wouldn't want to be an innocent child forever?"

The skinny hand grabbed the male assistant. At this time, the male assistant's eyes almost popped out of his sockets. His legs had no strength at all, and he fell to the ground, but he bumped into something again.

Slowly turning around, he saw a spliced ​​female corpse hanging behind him.

The male assistant couldn't utter a word and his whole body was shaking until his eyes rolled up and he fell down heavily.

Lao Zhou picked up the phone from the male assistant's palm, memorized Liu Gang and the photographer's phone numbers, and then used the phone to send another message to the photographer: "Come and meet me quickly! I think I found a way out!"