"Gone, don't look away." The ghost girl leaned next to the male assistant, her body close: "Have you told me the specific requirements of this fake fight ... How did your heart beat so hard? Sweating? Are you sick? "

"It's okay, okay." The male assistant looked back and held the mobile phone. His face was unusually pale, and his mouth whispered, "The footsteps are chaotic, but there isn't one more, okay, okay ..."

"You are so strange." The ghost girl wanted to ask the male assistant something, but looking at the other side, she dispelled that thought.

"Little girl, pay more attention to the little ghost. This haunted house is very cleverly designed." The big ghost quietly moved to the ghost girl.

"Did you hear another voice?" Guimei was curious.

"Someone is calling for help. The sound came from the wall. I closed my eyes and wanted to determine the location of the sound, but I found that the sound seemed to come from all directions, as if the sound was buried everywhere." Big ghost Expressive ability is weak.

"Big ghost, this is just a haunted house. Do n’t scare yourself. In addition, you should go to the doctor to see your ears. If you drag on, the minor illness will become a serious illness." When the kid speaks, his voice is normal.

"Yep."

The line of eleven people came to the end of the promenade, and they came to the first fork.

"There are icons on the wall. The club room, archives, gymnasium, library and swimming pool are all on the left. On the right are teaching buildings, laboratories and office buildings." The little ghost walked first, looking at the words on the wall. , Reached out and touched: "The knife is carved, there are some paint in it."

There was a touch of light red between the fingers, and if you smell it carefully, you can smell a faint fishy smell.

"Our task is to put thirteen oil paintings in the art club, which is related to the activities of the society, so I suggest that we go to the left to see if there is any clue." Lan Dong's black-framed glasses blocked his excitement. With both eyes, the child used the tour of the haunted house as a spiriting game.

"Oil painting is related to the Fine Arts Society. Everyone knows that the owner of the haunted house may use this to set up various traps in the promenade on the left." The little ghost pointed at the passage on the right: "It is better to do the opposite. Go down the passage on the right and maybe hit him by surprise. "

"My brother said it makes sense. Once the haunted house is caught in the rhythm of the other party, it will be very passive." The ghost girl unconditionally supports the little ghost, and she touches the big ghost after speaking.

The big ghost seemed to be in a daze all the time. He didn't pay attention to what others were saying. After being touched by the ghost girl, he said subconsciously, "The cry is closer, it's around us."

He came here suddenly, making the atmosphere weird.

"The actor in the haunted house may be here. The safest way is to immediately return to the same place. Don't look back no matter what you see. Everyone stays at the entrance together." Bai Bugui reminded them again.

"Cough." Liu Jiangan gave a cough. "You two don't need to help the haunted house to set the mood. This time I'm broadcasting fakes. If I step back, I'm sorry for the full screen."

"Don't care about them." Lan Dong said with a smile: "Big ghost and little ghost, I have also watched their gossip show. The so-called going to the graveyard is actually nothing great. Many of the spiritual phenomena in the show are their ghosts. . "

In the end, Lan Dong was young and straightforward. He spoke out in front of the audience.

Although the camera was not aimed at him, his voice was heard by the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Fart!" The little ghost was so angry that he had to follow Lan Dong's theory when he rolled up his sleeves.

"The three of us have played a lot of spirit games, tried gall in many places, in order to find the existence of spirit, but unfortunately we haven't encountered anything too strange, and all the abnormal phenomena can be explained by science." Lan Dong seems to be a hegemon. He disdains the theory with the little ghost and walks directly to Liu Zai: "Brother, you look at this time, the three of us will explain everything in this haunted house from a scientific perspective."

"Carry brother ..." The male assistant wanted to let Lan Dong explain the leg he had just seen, but Liu did not give him this opportunity at all.

"You want to make the show full, I understand, but it's absolutely unnecessary to do so." Liu Zai said confidently to the camera. "We are here to fight fakes, upright and not rely on these crooked ways to attract attention."

"It makes sense that carrying a brother is indeed a super v with millions of fans, and it is worth our learning."

"Let's go, let's go to the left first."

Liu Qiang made a speech, and everyone else had to bear it even if he was upset.

The light became more dim, and the person at the front of the line could hardly see the face of the person at the end of the line.

"Hold up!"

The corridor is intricate. Although the map is affixed to the wall, the instruction map is smeared in large areas by red paint. It looks like it has been modified by a ghost.

After entering several rooms in a row, Liu Zai did not find any oil paintings. Instead, they saw a lot of torn homework books and diaries, which fragmentedly wrote various ridiculous words.

This school seems to be full of taboos, and once it does something bad, it encounters unknown.

"Oh!"

Lan Dong pushed open a door around the corner, and a wooden board with the words “Social Activity Center” on the door fell to the ground.

The room seemed to have been empty for a long time, with a musty smell and dust on the tables and chairs.

"Recording of community activities?" Bald head security Liu Guangming found a yellowed broken book on the table with information from various associations, but he did not see the art club: "Why is there no art club?"

"We came in for ten minutes, and logically it should start to provide clues." Lan Dong grabbed the archives and looked. There was a black and white photo of the members of the society in each of the previous society materials. Frowned.

The community recorded on the last page of the file is called the Supernatural Research Society. In this group photo, all members are wearing blood red clothes.

"All the photos are different only from the photos of this community. The art club should be related to this community! We want to complete the task, it is best to take the initiative to find members of this community, they should leave some information behind." Lan Dong remembered Part of the content of the Supernatural Research Society: "The Supernatural Research Society does not have an activity room. The teacher in charge is surnamed Bai. All the information is in Teacher Bai's dormitory."

"Dong Dong, ten minutes have passed now, and we haven't found a picture. It will be very difficult to complete the task after this." Ali whispered, "I propose to break up, a group of people looking for oil painting, a group of people concentrated Crack the secrets of the Fine Arts Society so that thirteen paintings can be put into the Fine Arts Society's oil painting room in the shortest possible time. "

"It seems that this can only be the case." Lan Dong looked at Liu Zai: "Brother, let's make a decision."

"Don't even think about it." Bai Bugui slammed the door: "I've watched many horror movies, and people will never get together when they get together. Someone has to leave for various reasons. I've always been curious about those. Why do people rush to death? "