"Why didn't you two wait for me?" Qin Guang ran out of the side hall and caught up with Fu Bole and Wei Chaochao out of breath.

"Look at your courage, do you look like someone who does outdoor horror live broadcasts?" Fu Bole said sarcastically: "Were the supernatural events you encountered outdoors planned in advance by yourself?"

"Some are arranged by the studio, but some are not."

"For example, that time you were frightened into the hospital?" Fu Bole was very interested in Qin Guang's experience, but Qin Guang obviously didn't want to recall these things anymore. He simply ignored Fu Bole's words and changed the topic.

"I just saw a ball rolling on its own in the side hall. There seemed to be a few children here that were invisible to the naked eye."

"What you are saying is really unprofessional." Fu Bole shook his head: "I know you are a big anchor who is valued by Mr. Ma. I thought you had some abilities, but looking at it now, it's nothing more than that. I know you can play football

There are only six ways to move by yourself, which is not a big deal. Sometimes we also use these technologies on the human head model to make the head roll by itself, which looks more visually impactful."

"Is it like that?" Qin Guang pointed behind Fu Bole.

"What?" Fu Bole and Wei Chaochao turned their heads at the same time. They saw that the photo on the altar table with its back to them had changed its position, and the old man in the black and white photo had turned around!

"Isn't this the old man who just talked to us?" Wei Chaochao was a little surprised.

"If a person is about to die and gives himself a posthumous photo, he won't be afraid of being unlucky. One day the fake act will be real." Fu Bole didn't expect that the person in the photo would suddenly turn around. All his swear words were just to cover up his

Feeling guilty, he didn't know how the other party did it. It really scared him at that moment.

"There is a photo of the old man on the memorial table, which means he has died a long time ago. The information he provided is probably misleading us."

"When I first came in, I saw a lot of pits dug in the yard. Those pits are too big for planting trees and too big for burying adults. Do you think they are used to bury children?"

"It's possible that this orphanage is definitely not as simple as it appears. It must be the most critical place in the entire scene of the ghost fetus... The orphanage, the deceased guard, the trap, this place may be the birthplace of the ghost fetus!"

Wei Chaochao and Fu Bole started discussing, completely unaware that Qin Guang was staring under the altar table.

"Just now a child's head popped up behind the altar table, but there was no child's body under the altar table. It felt like he crawled out of the photo."

"where?"

"Next to the offering table, it disappeared in the blink of an eye."

The three of them stared at the altar table. At this time, the whole scene took on a new change. Blood began to seep from the gaps in the ceiling. The blood dripped down and slid onto the table along with the black and white photos.

"What's going on? Is it because we found out the truth and triggered the haunted house plot?" Fu Bole and the other three looked around. When they came to their senses again, something very surprising happened to them.

The old man in the black and white photo disappeared, and now only a chair and a cigarette stick dropped to the ground were left in the photo. It gave the impression that he left in a hurry, as if he was running for his life.

"Have you ever played the one-two-three wooden man? Every time you turn around, the person behind you will be one step closer to you. From facing away, to turning around, and then running out of the picture again, the owner of the haunted house is playing psychological warfare with us!"

Wei Chaochao tried to analyze, but before he could finish speaking, a drop of blood fell on his forehead.

"It's sticky and smells fishy. The blood is so realistic."

Wei Chaochao rubbed the blood on his cheek with his fingers and found that this drop of blood was actually composed of countless blood filaments, each of which seemed to be still moving.

"Are you kidding? He is spraying red paint directly from the ceiling of the haunted house. This haunted house owner is really brave. He is not afraid of dirtying the tourists' clothes?" Fu Bole was about to say a few words, but was stopped by Wei Chaochao.

"Brother Fu, this blood is so strange! If it falls on clothes, it will slide off directly, but if it falls on the skin, it will solidify quickly. It feels as if it is controlled by some kind of force, and someone is locking the target through the rain of blood."

"Bang!"

A loud noise came from the street outside the orphanage, as if the door was violently smashed open.

Before Wei Chaochao and Fu Bole could react, they saw a little boy waving at them with an anxious expression, as if telling them to run away.

The little boy made gestures, and then he was picked up by the old man. The grandfather and grandson jumped over the wall and ran away.

"The ghost in the photo has appeared again? Is that child asking us for help?" Fu Bole felt that he had found a key clue, and he immediately called Wei Chaochao: "Quick! Chase them! That child may be a ghost fetus! Old man

It’s a ghost! We have to save that kid from the old man’s hands!”

The three of them rushed to the door of the utility room, and before they even stepped out the door, they saw Xiao Sun walking this way.

If Xiao Sun hadn't been able to dodge quickly, they might have collided directly.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road!" Fu Bole shouted loudly.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Sun was startled.

"We have found the child! We have found the most critical person in the fetal fetus scene!"

"What child?"

"The hope of clearing the level lies with that child! Don't let him run away!"

Before Xiao Sun could figure it out, Fu Bole, Wei Chaochao, and Qin Guang had already left through the back door and ran out of the White Orphanage.

"Even novices know not to act alone, why don't they listen?" Xiao Sun saw Fu Bole and the others disappearing from his sight. He did not pursue them, but instead focused on Ma Feng: "Others

I call him Mr. Ma in private, this should be a big fish, I have to seize the opportunity and see what they want to do."

Touching his chin, Xiao Sun imitated Chen Ge and narrowed his eyes slightly: "It has been a few days since I came to the Horror House. It has always been very peaceful here, like a home for ghosts. But since these tourists appeared,

I feel that the atmosphere of the whole scene has become different, and my colleagues have become impatient. Alas, the visitors are not good, these tourists are very problematic."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Open your palms, and blood rain falls on your palms. Xiao Sun can feel the emotions contained in the blood: "The rain is filled with anger and murderous intent, which makes me feel cold all over.

It was as if a knife was pressed against his neck and he would be killed at any time. It was so terrifying."

As he spoke, Xiao Sun walked forward. As soon as he moved his body, he realized something was wrong.

Countless blood rains fell on him, turning into bloodshot threads and trapping him in place.

He turned his head slightly in surprise, and Xiao Sun was so frightened that he almost ran away.

The red raincoat with his mouth sewn shut appeared behind him at some point, and his skinny hands hovered on Xiao Sun's neck. The murderous intention in red clothes unscrupulously stimulated Xiao Sun.

"Sister, you, when did you come here?"

"Have you seen my child?" A cold voice came from Hong Yuyi's mouth, and Xiao Sun sat down on the ground. He really didn't expect that even if he turned into a ghost, he would still feel scared and frightened.

"No, others told me that they just said they found the child." Xiao Sun said almost smoothly: "Fu Bole, do you know? He is the one with sunglasses in his pocket, and there is another one in floral clothes.

His name is Wei Chaochao, they said it! They just left through the back door and took the left path, sister! How about I take you to find them!"

Bloodshot slowly let go of Xiao Sun, and Hong Yuyi's body turned into a rain of blood and disappeared.

Xiao Sun sat there, his mind still not clear: "What did I just say?"

After patting his face, Xiao Sun was still sitting on the ground. At this time, black fog had enveloped the orphanage, and the heavy fog was mixed with blood-red rain.

"Hey! What are you doing there alone?" The couple from Xinhai walked out of another room. The man among them kept staring at the door to the backyard. He seemed to have seen something.

"Don't ask, I just want to sit here and be quiet." Xiao Sun had an instinctive dislike for the man from Xinhai, and he didn't know why.

"Where is Fu Bole? Weren't he and Wei Chaochao still outside just now?" Ma Feng saw the crux of the problem. Regardless of what happened, the most important thing was that several of his teammates disappeared without explanation.

"They said they found a child, and that child might be a ghost fetus."

"Where are they going?" Ma Feng stared at Xiao Sun closely: "Get up, take us over to find them."

"Me?" Xiao Sun originally wanted to leave the main force and contact Chen Ge first, but Ma Feng didn't give him a chance at all.

Ma Feng seems to have begun to doubt him, but Ma Feng is thinking with a normal person's thinking. If he suspects a person, he will stare at him to prevent him from making small moves.

What he did was right, but he didn't know how much it cost to keep Sun Xiaojun by his side.

"Okay, I'll take you there, but you have to be mentally prepared."

Xiao Sun got up from the ground and led the survivors out of the white orphanage through the back door.

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Fu Bole, Qin Guang and Wei Chaochao ran out of the back door of the white orphanage. They rushed out of the black fog and ran wildly on the street chasing the figure in front of them.

"This old man has such good legs and feet?!"

Fu Bole and Wei Chaochao felt deep down that Chen Ge's haunted house was worthless. They looked down upon Chen Ge's haunted house, so they were not afraid of leaving the main force and acting alone. Qin Guangze was completely fooled.

After he ran out with the two people, he didn't dare to go back alone, so he had to keep his head down and follow them to the end.

The scene of the ghost fetus was bigger than everyone imagined. The architectural style on both sides of the street quickly changed again. There was a faint smell in the air. After running around the corner, Fu Bole and the others saw another staff canteen in front of them.

The old man and his child stopped at the entrance of the corridor, seeming to be hesitating whether to go in or not.

"It's stopped." Fu Bole gasped and slowly approached the old man.

The old man held the child's hand. They didn't react much when they saw Fu Bole coming. But after only a few seconds, the eyes of the grandfather and grandson were completely filled with fear. They stared at the street behind Fu Bole,

He immediately got into the cafeteria.

"Are you kidding me?" Fu Bole also got angry. He was walked by an old man for a long time, and the other man even stopped to wait for him on purpose.

"Brother Fu, this cafeteria seems to be a new scene. Let's wait for others to come over before entering."

After Wei Chaochao said this, Fu Bole was not in a hurry to enter the canteen. After all, he was a top haunted house designer. He could understand many of the scare points and mechanism settings at a glance.

After a rough inspection, Fu Bole did not find anything suspicious. Out of trust in his professional ability, he did not stay any longer and went directly into the canteen.

As he stepped into the cafeteria, before Fu Bole had time to speak, he heard a "bang" and the cafeteria door behind him was closed.

Fu Bole was startled, and just as he was about to call out Wei Chaochao's name, he heard the screams of Wei Chaochao and Qin Guang coming from outside the door.

It was heartbreaking, the sound was like killing a pig, and it made Fu Bole's back feel cold.

Blood streaks entered the room along the door panel, as if he was looking for someone. Fu Bole retreated decisively, far away from the cafeteria door.

"What happened outside?" He didn't think that Wei Chaochao would cooperate with the haunted house to scare him. To make Wei Chaochao scream like that showed that there was really something terrible outside the door: "Did the old man escape from the orphanage because
To be continued...