"Is that a curse?"

Anyone who sees a statue with their name engraved on it having its head chopped off would feel uncomfortable, and Chen Ge was no exception, but he did not act impulsively.

When the headless female ghost and the stench came over, and the four people in red surrounded the costumes in the middle, Chen Ge walked forward.

"Is the shrine your object of hope?" Seeing that the man in red costume did not reply, Chen Ge took another step forward and said, "Originally, this matter has nothing to do with me, but my name is written on the clay sculpture in the shrine. Someone is targeting me, so I have to get to the bottom of it."

The costume seemed to understand what Chen Ge said. She shook her head, as if to say that the shrine and the clay sculptures in the shrine had nothing to do with Chen Ge.

"The clay statue says Chen Ge. My name is Chen Ge." Chen Ge put down the chainsaw in his hand and said, "You can't fight the four red-clothed men alone. I don't want to hurt you. Get out of the way."

Under the pressure of the four men in red, the man in red in costume finally stepped aside and stopped blocking them.

"Xu Yin, give me the clay statue, including the head."

The shrine is the biggest secret in this haunted house. Chen Ge was worried that there might be something fishy going on, so he didn't go there in person to get it.

A pale hand reached into the shrine, and Xu Yin grabbed the body of the clay statue. At the same time, all the words "death" on the inner wall of the shrine began to bleed, and lines of blood stuck to the clay statue, as if to bind it tightly in the shrine.

"Go and help."

The headless female ghost and Xu Yin, two men in red, worked together to take out the clay statue. The clay statue was very ordinary, just like a child made it out of mud from the river. You could barely make out a human figure.

"let me see."

Chen Ge tried to pick up the clay sculpture, but Xu Yin dodged it. He pointed at the black blood stains on the clay sculpture and shook his head slightly, as if the blood stains would cause great harm to Chen Ge.

"Is there a curse on it? Then hold it and let me take a good look." Chen Ge moved closer to Xu Yin. Only when he was close could he see clearly that in addition to the two words "Chen Ge", there were countless words "death" on the clay sculpture. However, those words "death" were very small and were carved all over the clay statue. Just looking at it made people feel creepy.

"This one definitely doesn't look like me. It has the word 'death' all over it. It should be a ghost fetus."

Chen Ge didn't know why there was this thing in the shrine, nor did he know why the man named Jiang Jiu would build such a scene in the haunted house, but he knew that Zhang Ya seemed to want this clay statue.

"You put the clay sculpture on my shadow."

Xu Yin did as he was told. After he placed the clay statue on Chen Ge's shadow, the blood stains on the clay statue actually gradually faded, as if the blood contained in it was absorbed by Chen Ge's shadow.

"I once found a wooden box in the Ghost Story Association. Zhang Ya was also very concerned about the black bloodstains in the wooden box. The Ghost Story Association took great pains to bring the wooden box out from behind the door. Could this clay statue also be something behind the door?"

After entering the world behind the door many times, Chen Ge knew very well that it was very difficult to bring things from that world out, so there was almost nothing related to the world behind the door in reality.

The blood stains on the clay statue gradually disappeared, and the word "death" carved on the clay statue tightened little by little. The blood stains seemed to be able to protect the clay statue. Now the blood stains were absorbed by Chen Ge's shadow, and the word "death" was like nails piercing into the clay sculpture.

The girl in red costume wanted to stop him, but when she got close to Chen Ge's shadow, she seemed to sense something and tactfully retreated back to her original position without Xu Yin's attempt to stop her.

The last trace of blood disappeared, the clay sculpture shattered on Chen Ge's shadow, Chen Ge's heartbeat returned to normal, and the voice deep in his consciousness also disappeared.

"These black blood stains brought out from behind the door seem to be of great help to Zhang Ya. You can pay more attention to them in the future."

When the clay statue shattered, the word "death" engraved on the inner wall of the shrine slowly returned to normal. It seemed that the person who made the shrine wanted to let the clay statue absorb something through the shrine, but at the same time he had to control the clay statue and prevent it from getting out of control.

His idea was good, and normal tourists probably wouldn't come here, but he never expected that Chen Ge would come on the second day of opening.

"If the clay statue is really related to the ghost fetus, this matter is very serious." Chen Ge picked up the broken clay statue. After the blood stains disappeared, it was just an ordinary statue. "It seems that I need to find that Jiang Jiu and ask him. They dare to do this in the East Suburbs. They really want their lives to be long."

After putting away the statue, Chen Ge asked Xu Yin and Red High Heels to check the shrine. After making sure there was nothing unusual, they surrounded the red-clothed girl in costume.

The man in red costume should know the truth, so Chen Ge decided to have a good talk with him.

"Did they have any leverage over you? Or did this shrine originally belong to you, and they took it over by force?"

Hearing Chen Ge's words, the costumed girlfriend shook her head and nodded. She seemed very scared and kept looking towards the shrine, as if the shrine represented something very scary to her.

"My time is limited, so it seems that I can only ask you to go back with me." With the persuasion of the four red-clothed men, the red-clothed costume was finally sent to the comic book.

"You're going to love that new home."

Chen Ge looked around the shrine but didn't find any problems, so he had to give up.

He led the four men in red into the last room of the house. On the wall of the room hung a complete portrait of an evil ghost, except that the evil ghost's body was pieced together, with all the body parts missing, but it looked very uncoordinated.

Below the portrait is an altar with nine paper figures on it. Eight of them have no names, and only the first one has two words written on it - Jiang Jiu.

"It's Jiang Jiu again." Chen Ge looked at the paper figures on the table: "If Jiang Jiu is really helping the ghost fetus, then do these nine paper figures mean that there are eight more people like Jiang Jiu?"

Staring at the paper figure on the table, Chen Ge soon discovered something else.

If the entire altar is regarded as Hanjiang City, then the nine paper figures are placed just right on the nine rivers of Hanjiang City.

Hanjiang was formerly known as Jiujiang and is guarded by nine large rivers. The older generation often said that this is a rare feng shui situation of nine dragons playing with a pearl.

"Jiang Jiu, read backwards it's Jiujiang, could this person be using a pseudonym?"

There was nothing of value to be gained, so Chen Ge put away the red clothes beside him, took the key from the youngest boy, and continued walking forward.

The actors in the haunted house seemed to have received a notice. No real actors could be seen. Instead, there were so many projections that the density had reached an abnormal level. One would flash by every few steps.

The sixty-minute tour time had passed, and Chen Ge was still wandering around the scenes. It was not that he didn't want to go out, but there were simply too many scenes.

This was also the first time that the central computer did this. Many scenes were forced to be taken out before they were actually completed, which did involve certain risks.

Chen Ge cleared a few more small scenes. The difficulty of the haunted house had passed its peak, and the ghosts appeared less and less frequently. He estimated that he was about to clear all the scenes, so he quickly found a deserted place and took off the murderer's coat.

It was certainly cool to wear the clothes of a haunted house actor, but he couldn't just walk out like that. His goal had been achieved, so it was better to keep a low profile.

"I didn't expect that at the end of the haunted house, I would be the only one left. It was so lonely."