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Chapter three hundred and ninety fourth ghost

In trouble.

Chen Ge was silent for a moment, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, "So what about the three special envoys? It's hard to say outside. Since he entered my haunted house without knowing his life or death, then stay all of them!"

A dark field suddenly opened and covered the entire haunted house in the blink of an eye. The ambient temperature did not change at all, but people could clearly feel that the temperature was dropping sharply. This was not a physical cooling, but a chill against the soul.

Beside Chen Ge, the darkness suddenly twisted, and dozens of vague ghosts appeared and disappeared. Among them, there were a few ghosts that were very special, as if a bright red blood coat was draped on them, making people feel numb when they saw it.

"Go." Chen Ge waved his hand, and the ghosts in the room disappeared out of thin air, not knowing where they were going.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Ge held a skull-breaking hammer in the corner with his hand. The hammer was half a human height, and was hideous and terrifying, just like the weapon used by the perverted murderers in the movie. Chen Ge dragged the hammer and made an extremely creepy friction sound, and walked from the employee passage to the depths of the haunted house with a expressionless face.

...

In a dark classroom.

Lin Zimu's eyes narrowed slightly. His spiritual consciousness seemed to be subject to some limitation here and could only be scattered around three meters. However, as a half-step divine king, it would not be impossible to force his spiritual consciousness to extend it. However, when he saw Ji Qianming's expression, he felt that there was no need for this.

The queen frowned and glanced around and muttered, "What the hell is this? It feels a bit weird."

Just as Ji Qianming was about to find Chen Ge, an inexplicable feeling suddenly flashed. He was stunned and smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth.

That was the field just now, right? Boss Chen was actually serious? He was obviously here to talk to him about the past!

However, it seems that he doesn't look kind-hearted when he walked out of the haunted house so directly. No wonder Boss Chen takes the initiative.

Be careless!

Fortunately, he worked in a summer vacation here and was very familiar with the road inside. He just went to the main control room to explain it clearly to Boss Chen.

"Go to this." Ji Qianming had no intention of staying in the classroom for more time and walked straight towards the back door.

Dong--!!

As soon as Ji Qianming walked behind the door, the blood-stained wooden door seemed to be pushed by something and closed hard. At the same time, the front door of the classroom was also heavily closed, and the entire classroom became a closed space.

The windows near this side of the corridor were all nailed to death with wooden boards, and there was no light in the slightest, and the four of them had already fallen into darkness.

The queen walked quickly to the wall close to the outside, as if she wanted to pull open the curtains on this side to let the light penetrate, but Ji Qianming's voice came slowly from behind:

"Don't pull it, there are no windows there."

After the queen opened the curtains, as Ji Qianming said, the back door was a bare wall, but two large mirrors were placed at the original window, which was extremely strange.

"Damn, is this guy who has a brain ill? Why don't you have a curtain on it?" the queen cursed.

Ji Qianming's face turned dark, "I designed this classroom. Do you have any opinions?"

"Ah, it's such a unique design. It's great to use mirrors to enhance the sense of space in the classroom and to make students pay attention to their appearance at all times!"

Ji Qianming rolled his eyes and used fantasy furniture to create a bright ball of light, illuminating the dark classroom. "These two mirrors are used to scare people. If tourists stand in the classroom and look at the mirror, I will use my ability to create illusions in the mirror, so that there is one more person in this classroom and create a terrifying atmosphere."

The queen showed her expression like this, walked to a mirror and grimaced, and looked at her figure with satisfaction.

"To be honest, the story background here is what I thought about together with Boss Chen. The theme is 'Silent Ghost School'. It tells the story of a deaf and mute school built on a mountainside. Six deaf and mute girls in the same dormitory died bizarrely, and then a series of horror stories happened... It's really nostalgic." Ji Qianming thought of that fulfilling summer vacation again, with nostalgic face.

"Then...that, what you just mentioned is one more person, is this kind of person?"

On the side, the queen's voice stammered, and her voice seemed to tremble, "But, there are obviously...1,2,3,4,5,6...6 figures?"

Ji Qianming was stunned and turned his head suddenly to look. He saw that their shadows were clearly reflected on the huge mirror. However, in the classroom in the mirror, these figures seemed a little crowded.

Ten people? How could there be the shadow of ten people? I obviously don’t use my ability? Ji Qianming was a little confused.

In the mirror, in addition to Ji Qianming and four others, there are six girls wearing school uniforms, with pale faces as paper, and each person has a different shape.

For example, there was a deep mark on a girl's neck, a girl's head was swollen, as if she was drowned alive, and some were covered with hideous knife wounds, with skin and flesh blooming.

Behind Ji Qianming, there was a girl hanging upside down, with her pale face hanging behind his head, and a pair of ponytails gently shaking along with her thin body, almost touching Ji Qianming's shoulders.

Lin Zimu frowned, turned to look at Ji Qianming, and said seriously: "This room... seems to be something else that cannot be discovered by the spiritual sense."

The one who was hanging was Huang Qian, the one who drowned was Liu Wei, the one who strangled it was Fang Zhilan, and the one who poisoned it was Zhao Xiaoxiao... Ji Qianming stared blankly at the ghost in the mirror, and a chill surged from his spine to his brain.

He knew all these ghosts, because this was a story he and Chen Ge customized together. Although they were common, the main story framework was given by Chen Ge, and Ji Qianming only designed some of the details.

Does these ghosts really exist, does it mean that this story has also existed?

In fact, Ji Qian could kill all the ghosts in this room as long as he activated Chenxi, but he couldn't bear to take action.

If all these are true, then these ghosts are just girls who were cruelly killed. They are also victims. They have died once, and Ji Qianming doesn't want them to die under his own hands anymore.

So, Ji Qianming and they are also working together in a haunted house, are they colleagues?

"Don't rush to do something, let's see the situation." Ji Qianming stopped the queen with silver light all over her body and said calmly.

Now, although these ghosts surrounded them, they did not take the initiative, so Ji Qianming and the other four maintained a delicate balance with the ghosts in the room.

At this moment, the locked classroom door slowly opened, and the four of them turned their heads and looked at the same time.

A pair of red dancing shoes are neatly placed outside the door.
Chapter completed!
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