After a long flight, the program team finally arrived at the destination, checked into the hotel, rested for a night, and then transferred to another city. During the trip, they inevitably took some travel pictures. People who didn't know would think it was a travel variety show.

After arriving at the destination, the program crew gave the guests another night to rest well, and reminded them: "Tomorrow's shooting will be very long, everyone must rest well."

Jian Jing was looking forward to it and asked the PD: "Is the place big?"

"The content is more complicated, and the shooting time will be very long." The PD said, "Also, we plan to start recording in the evening, and you will spend the night inside."

This was known in advance, and Jian Jing said without hesitation: "Can I bring my own things in?"

The PD said: "You definitely can't bring anything when you record tomorrow, we have prepared all the equipment. If you have any personal belongings, you can give them to me, and we will help you put them in advance."

Jian Jing blinked: "The missing doctor really hasn't been found?"

"It's just a rumor." The PD girl was scared by the corpse last time, so she was a little scared this time. "Teacher Jian, don't scare me."

She chuckled, "I'm just curious. Okay, I won't ask anymore. Look, which outfit should I wear tomorrow?"

In order to achieve the desired effect, the program crew did not reveal any details about the haunted house, except for the necessary precautions. She only knew that it was an abandoned hospital, but she had no idea what was going on inside.

This was naturally not possible.

So she prepared two sets of clothes, one light and flowing jumpsuit, and one T-shirt skirt, both of which were very suitable for summer wear.

The PD said, "It's cold inside, Teacher Jian, please wear an extra coat. It's better to wear jeans underneath to avoid bumps."

Jian Jing's eyes suddenly brightened, and her smile deepened: "Then I'll listen to you."

The PD glanced at her, and a thought flashed through his mind: Among the six guests, this one is probably the only one who is here to have fun.

After a good night's sleep, the next day was the official recording.

Jian Jing wore a pair of thin jeans, white sneakers, a suspender top, and a pink denim jacket. Her hair was braided into a fishbone braid, her eyebrows were lightly powdered, but she had sprayed makeup spray three times.

The other guests were also dressed casually, but they were more refined and colorful than her.

For example, Zheng Keyan's T-shirt is from a first-tier luxury brand, and Coco's bracelet is an exclusive model of a well-known designer.

However... the appearance is not the point.

Everyone was required to undergo simple shooting training before entering the haunted house.

The coach was a dark-skinned foreigner, tall and muscular. He introduced: "We are pursuing an absolutely real experience. There are a large number of simulated NPCs in the venue, and there may be fighting scenes."

Guests: "?!!"

Everyone looked at each other with real shock.

The program group did a good job of keeping it secret, and no one expected it to be so real.

"You need to learn how to use a gun." He opened the metal box and showed his equipment. "We use BB guns, real bullets, look."

He handsomely demonstrated how to load bullets and shoot: "NPCs have sensors on their bodies, and they can judge whether it is a minor injury, a serious injury or death based on the force."

——After

the broadcast.

Barrage 1: Good guys, I'm just a good guy

Barrage 2: Too awesome

Barrage 3: My god, this is not a haunted house adventure, it's a survival game

Barrage 4: Cool!!!

Barrage 5: Big budget and big production ah ah ah

——

After the guests were surprised, they also showed a hint of excitement. Who doesn't want to play with guns? Especially in China, there is no such opportunity. They are very active in learning from the coach.

Among them, Cao Yu and Han Bo's performances are the most outstanding.

Cao Yu said: "I learned a little before in order to shoot a special police drama."

Han Bo is an expert in playing CS: "I played a few times with my friends, but in China, it's all lasers, and this is the first time to play live ammunition."

Among the girls, Coco's performance is also very eye-catching.

Although she has never played, she got the hang of it after learning for a while and played well. The coach praised her many times, and his praise was beyond words.

——Bullet

screen 1: The military advisor is very dedicated. It is rare to see such dedicated actors nowadays

Bullet screen 2: Han Bo is handsome! !

Barrage 3: The little sister performed well

Barrage 4: I came to see Teacher Jian for the second time, so low-key

...

——After

two hours of learning, the coach ruthlessly took away the guns. Such key props must not be given away for free, they have to find them in the haunted house by themselves, and the bullets, they have to find a way to supply them by themselves.

Then, they were blindfolded and led into the haunted house by the staff.

The smell of the abandoned old hospital hit them.

Eerie, cold, abandoned, and ghostly.

Jian Jing was in the middle of the line and instinctively began to remember the way.

Turn left, go upstairs, turn again, hey, the footsteps in front of them separated, are they going to split into groups? The temperature seems to have dropped a little, it's so cold.

The broadcast began to introduce the plot: "This is an abandoned old hospital. Many bloody and terrible events have happened here. Some secrets that have not been solved so far are buried here. This is... the place where your good friend Henry was last seen. In order to find him, you came to this desolate hospital, but..."

The heavy and slow voice suddenly became sharp, like the devil's sneer: "Can things go so smoothly? Can you really leave here?"

"Squeak--" The radio made a shrill and sharp sound, and then stopped abruptly.

There was silence around him.

Click, and the buckle of the blindfold loosened.

Jian Jing listened with his ear to the side, and slowly took off the blindfold.

Dark, very dark, the whole room was shrouded in thick darkness. Her night vision was not bad, but it was almost impossible to see.

But her hearing was more acute in this situation, and she heard two breathing sounds.

"Who's there?" she asked.

"Me." Jiang Baiyan seemed relieved.

"Me." Coco's voice didn't have so much fear in it, but eager to try, and she had already started to search, "There should be a flashlight here."

Jian Jing turned on the night light of her watch and looked around with the faint light.

This should be a single ward, with an iron bed next to it and a low cabinet next to the bed. The cabinet was rotten and there were many nail scratches on the table, deep enough to see the wood.

She kicked it carefully with her toes, and there was a rustling sound from inside.

"What's in here?" Coco walked over, stretched out her hand and opened it.

The moment the drawer opened, a black shadow rushed out and rushed straight to her face.

Jian Jing reacted quickly and reached out to grab it. Her hand felt rough and cold, and something like feathers tickled her palm. Her scalp exploded and she quickly let go.

Oh my goodness, it turned out to be a furry white-fronted tall-legged spider.

"Fuck!"

She was forced to swear within three minutes of the show.

However, the fright was far from over.

The drawer was full of black, shiny encrusted insects, so densely packed together that it would make people with claustrophobia faint on the spot. Between

the fat insects, the plastic shell of a flashlight was exposed, clearly posing a challenge to them.

——After

the broadcast.

Barrage 1: Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, ahh ... Barrage 3: SJB, you're going big right off the bat? Barrage 4: It's fake, right? Barrage 5: Oh my god!! ... - Jiang Baiyan is timid, but he's only afraid of ghosts, not snakes, insects, rats, and ants: "Let me get it." Jian Jing said, "Put on your gloves." The jeans and jacket she wore today had several pockets, stuffed with a lot of personal belongings, including disposable shoe covers, hair caps, masks, gloves, and other essential items for autopsies (?). When she heard the introduction to the plot, she silently put on a glove on her right hand, otherwise she wouldn't dare to move around. It was just that she was originally trying to protect herself from sticky blood plasma, but she didn't expect this haunted house to be so big that there were bugs. Judging from the feel, they should all be real bugs, furry and hard. Uh, I can't think about it, it's even more disgusting. Jiang Baiyan put on gloves, and then endured the discomfort and took out the flashlight. When he turned on the flashlight, he could roughly see the situation around him. This is indeed a single ward, which is decorated very gloomy. The walls are covered with blood words, and the door is locked and cannot be opened from the inside. The windows are sealed with wooden boards, and the situation outside cannot be seen. There is a cabinet against the wall, which is tightly closed. I don't know what is inside. Jiang Baiyan said: "According to the previous routine, since we are divided into groups, one group must wait for the other group to rescue." Jian Jing hummed, motioned Coco to move aside, and prepared to open the door of the cabinet. She held the handle and shook it slightly. Feeling that it was not locked, she pulled it out suddenly. Nothing happened. The cabinet was not like a drawer, and there were no nasty bugs. There was only a backpack. When I opened it, I found a few outdated clothes, a lighter, and a pack of cigarettes. "There's a notebook here," said Coco. She lifted the pillow and picked up the hardcover notebook on the bed. She opened it and found the owner's diary. Very considerate, all translated into Chinese. October 6, 1984 Little Helen told me that she heard a monster hiding in the operating room. I laughed and told her that it must be a patient with strange symptoms. This hospital is very famous in the surrounding towns and often treats some strange patients with incurable diseases. For people like me and little Helen, other hospitals will not accept them, so we can only come here to try our luck. November 10, 1984 Christmas is coming soon, and many people have been discharged from the hospital. My roommate George should have returned home and reunited with his parents and relatives! Oh, damn lung disease, when will it be cured? I am really tired of lying in bed all day long, all because of the explosion, oh! December 12, 1984 No one has come to pick up little Helen. She is a little unhappy and likes to talk nonsense more and more. She even told me that she saw George yesterday. Poor little thing, maybe I should spend more time with her. December 20, 1984 Things seem a little strange. Little Helen clearly told me that she would spend Christmas together, but the nurse said that her parents took her home. Little Helen has no parents, who took her away? December 24, 1984 Oh my god, is that little Helen? ! ! What happened? ? Could everything she said be true... ... The diary was very realistic, with a lot of nonsense, but to sum it up, there are only two pieces of information. Someone is missing in the hospital. There is a monster in the hospital. Jian Jing flipped through it hastily and fell into deep thought. And Coco, although she looks cute, is actually very brave. She looked at the bloody words on the wall: "Qrivy? What does this word mean?" Jiang Baiyan shook his head: "I don't know." "My English is OK, but I have never seen this. Is it a password?" Coco asked, looking at Jian Jing. Jian Jing thought for a moment and smiled: "It's the Caesar code. You move the words forward 13 places according to the alphabet." Coco counted and was surprised: "Devil? Devil?" Jian Jing nodded. "Then can you open the door?" Coco had obviously read the previous issues and curiously walked around the door, but she didn't see anything related to the combination lock. She couldn't help but sigh: "No, do we have to wait for them to rescue us?" Jian Jing pondered and said: "We'd better leave here quickly."

Jiang Baiyan shrank behind her when he heard the words: "Why?"

"If the room was empty, why was the door locked?" Jian Jing said slowly, "It must be someone outside who had to lock the door for some reason."

As she spoke, she cast her eyes under the bed.

The dirty sheets hung down, covering the space under the bed.

A chill ran down her spine.