The group arrived at the haunted house together.
Even before going inside, you can feel the chilling atmosphere inside, mixed with a special kind of bloody smell, just by standing at the door.
"Ah! Help!"
"Don't come any closer, don't pull me away!"
"Take me with you! Holy crap, how come you guys ran so fast!"
Several people stood at the doorway, where they could hear terrifying music and screams.
The exterior of this haunted house is decorated like an ancient restaurant, with all the doors and windows closed, making it look particularly large.
Jiang Qian, supporting himself against the large lion statue at the entrance, slumped to the ground.
"Get up," Mu Siyu said to him.
Jiang Qian's legs trembled as soon as he straightened up, and he couldn't stand up at all, so he fell back down.
"I...I can't walk anymore." Jiang Qian felt very aggrieved: Luckily, he had a lot of flesh on his butt, otherwise this fall would have hurt terribly.
Little Yuzu couldn't stand it anymore: "Look at how pathetic you are."
"This has nothing to do with me! He can't straighten his legs!" Jiang Qian yelled.
Mu Siyu said with disdain, "Are you serious? You're not only afraid of heights, but you're also afraid of ghosts?"
"I didn't notice before?"
Faced with Mu Siyu's mockery, Jiang Qian fought back: "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not scared, my legs are just weak."
Xiao Youzi sighed, walked over to Jiang Qian, squatted down, and pressed his Chengshan acupoint.
"Aww!"
Jiang Qian couldn't help but cry out, his expression twisted as he looked at Xiao Youzi: "Xiao Youzi, you pressed too hard, it hurts!"
"How much does it hurt? I only pressed it lightly." Little Yuzu didn't think she had pressed that hard.
But seeing Jiang Qian howling, he still held back his strength.
Jiang Qian wanted to hum a couple more times, but then he saw Xiao Youzi give him a cold look.
"No, it's nothing." Jiang Qian immediately covered his mouth with one hand and looked at Xiao Youzi with his eyes wide open.
After pressing twice, Xiaoyouzi coughed lightly: "Alright, get up and move around a bit, see how you feel."
"Can my legs handle this?" Jiang Qian stood up with great uncertainty, gripping the lion's paws tightly as he struggled to his feet.
Little Yuzu sighed: "Can you let go? You can stand up all the time!"
"I'm just scared, aren't I?" Jiang Qian's legs were no longer weak, but they were still trembling.
Mu Siyu rolled her eyes: "What are you afraid of? Let go. Your leg is all better now, why are you still holding on?"
"No..." Jiang Qian wanted to say a few more words.
Wen Shuqin said coldly, "You've already stood up."
“He has stood up, but…” Jiang Qian wanted to say a few more words, but Mu Siyu couldn’t hold back any longer.
"Let go of me!"
As the voice faded, Mu Siyu walked over and removed Jiang Qian's paw from the lion's paw: "Try it, all of you stand up. Do you still dare not believe Xiaoyouzi?"
“You’ve already stood up,” Wen Tian said calmly.
Jiang Qian still felt very weak and tried to justify himself by saying, "I can't do it... eh?"
Jiang Qian, who was about to say something, suddenly realized that he could indeed walk and his legs were no longer weak!
Wen Shuqin patted him on the shoulder, speechless.
Little Yuzu rolled her eyes.
Several people approached the entrance of the haunted house with their backpacks on.
This is a themed haunted house.
You can tell just by looking at the restaurants outside.
The young woman at the entrance was dressed in a bright red wedding gown, her limbs were held up by strings, her makeup made her look like a puppet, she had many bruises all over her body, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth.
It looks very miserable.
The young woman, with tears of blood in the corners of her eyes, slowly turned her gaze over.
She had seen those kids earlier; they were doing something in the distance, and she was only coming over now.
Seeing the little pomelo coming up to her, the young lady said in a chilling tone, "Hello, children."
"Hello, sister, can we go in now?" Little Yuzu's voice was sweet and soft, sounding especially cute.
Plus, Xiaoyouzi's face is inherently deceptive, and the young lady immediately felt like she was falling for her.
The young lady patiently explained, "No, you can't. Please wait a bit, kids. This is a themed haunted house. You need to wait for the previous group to come out, and then this group can only go in if there are at least ten people in it."
"Okay." Little Yuzu looked around and realized that there were only a few of them at the door, and not even all the people who were supposed to come in had gathered.
The young woman said, "Then you can line up here now."
As he spoke, a young man wearing a terrifying bronze mask came out, took out the queue barriers, and pulled out a barrier line: "Please come and queue over here."
"good."
As the group approached the door, the screams from inside continued to rise and fall, both tragic and terrifying.
Aside from screams, there's only eerie and terrifying background music.
Jiang Qian stood at the front of the line. A gust of cold wind blew in from the doorway, and he couldn't help but touch his arms, which were covered in goosebumps: "Why do I feel so creepy?"
"Jiang Qian, you're afraid of heights, but you're also afraid of ghosts?" Mu Siyu said bluntly, her face full of sarcasm.
Jiang Qian stubbornly denied it, "Who, who said I'm afraid of heights! That's nonsense, I, I'm just cold."
Mu Siyu didn't care about him at all, and said sarcastically, "Yes, yes, you're not scared? You almost fell to the ground."
"My legs went weak just now!" Jiang Qian shouted, then immediately regretted it.
The embarrassment made his face burn.
Unable to argue with Mu Siyu, he could only turn to Xiaoyouzi for help: "Xiaoyouzi, look at her! Do something about her!"
"Alright, alright." Little Yuzi stopped Mu Siyu and said helplessly, "Okay, all of you stop arguing and line up."
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