The villa is on the top of the mountain. Before reaching the top of the mountain, you have to pass a cliff. The two sides of the cliff are connected by a rope suspension bridge.

How can you describe this scene? Even the directors of bad movies nowadays would not shoot such a ridiculous plot. Who would have nothing to do to build a villa in the mountains? If the villa is built, why not build a reinforced concrete bridge?

Yu Xiao is sure that this bridge will have an accident.

Because the sports car cannot drive on the suspension bridge, the cars are parked on this side of the bridge. Yu Xiao looked at the Gothic building across the bridge and couldn't help but frown.

Zhou Xiaozhen came over and whispered, "I didn't expect that Dr. Qu's dream was quite retro."

"Tsk." Zhao Lan reminded her to lower her voice. She said, "Retro is good. Retro has fewer tricks and is easier to deal with if something goes wrong."

Yu Xiao counted and found that there were thirteen people who came to the villa on the mountain for vacation. In addition to the seven patients who had dreams, the remaining six people were four men and two women, one of whom was a little girl.

Because of the natural camp relationship, the seven players naturally stood together. The girl named Tan Qiaoyin with a high ponytail stared at the little girl who was only seven or eight years old. She said, "Based on my many years of experience watching horror movies, that little girl must be extraordinary."

"Why?" Zhao Lan asked.

"You must have watched very few horror movies." Tan Qiaoyin smiled confidently, "Generally speaking, if there is a child in a horror movie, then this child is either the one who survives to the end or the real boss."

"Really?" Zhao Lan looked at Yu Xiao. She really didn't watch many horror movies, so she couldn't be sure.

"It's true." Yu Xiao added, "But there is a reason for this. Because of political correctness, the general film cannot show the tragic death of children."

"Oh~" Zhao Lan said she understood.

At this time, a long-haired muscular man came over in style. He stood in front of the rope suspension bridge with a man in a flowered shirt and a round hat, arm in arm. He opened his arms and said loudly: "Welcome to the mountain villa!"

"We will spend a happy seven days here!"

The thirteen people walked across the rope suspension bridge one by one. Before stepping onto the suspension bridge, Yu Xiao heard Tan Qiaoyin say to Zhu Miaomiao: "I will find a chance to test the little girl later."

The suspension bridge was shaky, and people with poor balance would probably not be able to stand steadily, let alone walk across.

Moreover, the suspension bridge looked a bit old, and it seemed that it would break if pulled hard. Fortunately, in horror movies, no one usually gets into trouble at the beginning, so Yu Xiao was not very worried.

After crossing the bridge, the thirteen people arrived in front of the Gothic villa. Some of the tiles on the top of the villa were covered with moss, and it was obvious that it was quite old. The whole villa looked gloomy and very much in line with the tone of a horror movie. Even if a vampire walked out of it at this time, Yu Xiao would not be too surprised. The

man in the flowered shirt seemed to be the owner of the villa. He walked forward with a string of keys strung together with brass rings and opened the door of the villa.

The door made a rotten and old sound, and slowly opened in front of everyone, revealing the true appearance of the villa.

The decoration inside was also very retro, but surprisingly, the villa was quite clean.

"I specially asked someone to clean it a few days ago." The man in the flowered shirt explained to everyone proudly, "Come in, our happy holiday life begins."

As soon as he entered the villa, Yu Xiao felt the omnipresent evil spirit. It was a haunted house. If you live here, something bad will happen.

The man in the flowered shirt asked everyone to sit down. He and the long-haired muscular man went to get drinks and snacks.

Tan Qiaoyin was a social expert. He took advantage of this time to chat with the four tourists. After a while, he almost figured out the three generations of their ancestors. The man

in the flowered shirt is called Henry. He is a rich second-generation playboy. He likes to eat, drink, have fun and pick up girls the most. The long-haired muscular man is a good friend of the man in the flowered shirt. He is a gangster. Everyone calls him Brother Nan.

The little girl is nine years old this year and her name is Yueyue. The middle-aged man and woman who had been with her all the time were her parents, her mother was Zhang Shu and her father was Qin Lei. The remaining taciturn young man was said to be sent by Henry's parents to monitor him, and his name was Ripley.

Good guy, Yu Xiao exclaimed after hearing this. This Dr. Qu must have watched a lot of horror movies at home and abroad, otherwise how could the style of "Making a Dream" be so mixed.

"Everyone, look what I found!" Brother Nan and Henry came out of the kitchen excitedly.

Henry had a bunch of things in his hand, and Brother Nan was holding a gray, long thing in his hand.

He threw his hand at everyone, and with a "bang", something fell heavily on the table in front of everyone.

The next second, Zhang Shu, the mother of the little girl Yueyue, screamed, "Ahhh!!!"

Yu Xiao looked closely and found that it was a dead hare with blood flowing.

Qin Lei immediately opened his arms to hold his wife and daughter in his arms. Ripley turned his head away and didn't look here. Only seven patients were very calm. Yu Xiao even saw Zhou Xiaozhen lick her lips.

"Hmm..." Brother Nan smiled and raised his index finger in front of his lips, signaling everyone to be quiet. "This hare just crashed into the locust tree outside the window and died. It probably committed suicide because it was depressed. We are so lucky. We can have roasted hare tonight."

Henry turned on the record player in the corner, and a foreign song that Yu Xiao had never heard of began to echo in the hall. Putting the drinks and snacks on the table, Henry laughed and said, "Everyone, don't be shy, just treat this place as your own home."

"Oh my god." Tan Qiaoyin complained in a low voice, "Why does a man named Henry speak with a strong Chinese dialect?"

Yu Xiao was not shy at all. She was a little thirsty, so she took some grape juice to drink.

Nan Ge sat at the far left of the long table and lit a cigar for himself.

"Before we enjoy ourselves, there is one thing that must be resolved." Henry raised his hand and began to introduce the villa. "Oh, this villa was left by my grandmother's grandmother. It has a history of more than a hundred years. It just so happens that this villa has twelve rooms, which is just enough for thirteen of us to live in."

"But." Henry bent down, put one hand on the table, and scanned the audience meaningfully with his blue eyes. He pointed to the room at the corner upstairs, "That room is different. There is a legend about that room. When my grandmother was a young girl, one day the cook in the family put too much salt when cooking, and was hung up and beaten by my grandmother's parents. That night the cook hanged herself, and the room where she committed suicide was that room."

"Since then, people often say that they heard the sound of knife sharpening coming from the room. Someone broke into that room once, and they saw a very scary woman cooking a pot of bloody soup." Henry deliberately lowered his voice to create a terrifying atmosphere, "No one has entered that room since then, so..."

Henry suppressed his excitement and looked at everyone, "Who among us will live in that room tonight?"

"Why do we have to live in that room?" Zhou Xiaozhen was puzzled. "As long as two people sleep in one room, can't we avoid living in that room?"

"..." Henry was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted in a shrill voice: "No! If you want to live here, you must abide by the rules. Except for couples, everyone else must have a room!"

"So noisy." Yu Xiao couldn't stand hysterical men the most. She slapped the table, glared at Henry and said, "If you have something to say, say it, don't yell. Just say what you want to do, don't be so nagging."

"..."

Henry's expression was blank for a moment, and he seemed not used to Yu Xiao's way of speaking.

However, his hysteria was much less severe, and he got down to business. "Let's play a game and let the game decide who among us will live in that room."

"What game?" Brother Nan put his feet on the table with great interest. "Tell me about it."

"From now on, each of us will tell a horror story close to life." Henry took out a cardboard box from somewhere, and said, "Then all of us will vote anonymously. Everyone will choose the least scary story. Whoever's story gets the most votes will live in that room." He

smiled and said, "Does anyone else have questions?"

"Yes." Qin Lei protected his daughter Yueyue in embarrassment. "My daughter is still young. Can she not participate in this game?"

"No, everyone has to participate." Henry's face changed as he spoke, and he said, "But parents can choose to tell a story on behalf of their children."

"Well." Henry looked around at everyone, "Does anyone else have questions?"

Yu Xiao raised his hand, "Does the person who is voted out have to live in that room?"

Henry raised his eyebrows, "If someone is willing to exchange with him, then they don't have to live in that room."

"Oh." Yu Xiao nodded, "I have no questions."

"Since there are no questions, let's start the game." Henry was very excited. He sat on the chair, his feet under the table restlessly, constantly stepping on the floor, "Who starts?"

"Let me go first." Tan Qiaoyin seemed to be very interested in this game. She cleared her throat and said slowly under everyone's gaze: "Do you pay attention to the shower above your head when you take a bath? Once a woman was on a business trip and she booked a hotel next to the station. When she was taking a bath at night, she suddenly found that the water was not hot enough. She opened her eyes and found that the water flowing out of the shower was actually red."

She paused here and observed everyone's reaction. "Then she slowly raised her head, only to see that what was hanging above her head was not a shower at all, but the head of a bleeding woman."

Zhang Shu quickly hugged Yueyue in his arms and covered Yueyue's ears with both hands.

"Excellent." Henry applauded, then asked, "Who's next?"

Zhou Xiaozhen, who was always easily excited at such moments, raised her hand and said loudly, "I'll do it!"

"Ahem." Zhou Xiaozhen looked like she was going to the stage to accept an award and said, "Well, I don't know if your elders at home told you when you were little not to look in the mirror at night, especially at one or two in the morning. If you have to pass by a mirror, you have to walk past it quickly."

"Once there was a woman who had heard such words, but she didn't believe it. To prove that this was the feudal superstition of the older generation, she specially chose a night, sat in front of the mirror at two o'clock in the morning, and combed her hair in front of the mirror." Zhou Xiaozhen looked like she wanted to create a terrifying atmosphere, but her excited expression wiped out the atmosphere she had created with great difficulty.

"She combed her hair for a long time and found that nothing happened, so she thought it was all a lie. Then she walked away happily and prepared to tell everyone what she had done, but she found something wrong as soon as she walked away. Looking back, it turned out that there was another her in the mirror who was combing her hair slowly just like before..."