Ji Qianming looked at the spiritual spoon in his hand carefully and muttered: "How can this thing be opened to Gou Chen's door? How to use it? Will Gou Chen appear in front of me by inserting it into the door and shouting sesame and opening the door?"

He solemnly put away the notice and the spiritual key. Anyway, there is still one and a half months before the start of school, so I can't find anything now.

Ji Qianming stood up slowly and suddenly realized a problem. There is still one and a half months left, how should he survive?

The hotel has been refunded by Gou Chen's people, and I don't have a penny on it. I will definitely not be able to go back to the small dilapidated building. So where should I go?

"Which prospective college student is worse than me?" Ji Qianming smiled bitterly, walking along the street, no matter what, find a place to stay first.

I don’t know how long it took, a small poster jumped into Ji Qianming’s eyes, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

One and a half months passed in a flash, and time was like a dragged progress bar, and it was the end of August in the blink of an eye.

The heat of summer is gradually dissipating, and a large number of students rushed from home to school and began a fulfilling and beautiful new semester. At this time, the traffic of New Century Amusement Park has been much scarce, but there is still a long queue at the door of a haunted house.

"Hello everyone! I am the explorer Xiaoyue. The popular haunted house I came to today has become famous in the past month. It is called the most terrifying haunted house in Zhenjiang. Is it just a false name or a true name? Xiaoyue will bring two heavyweight guests to everyone live broadcasting the whole process!"

In the long queue, a fashionable girl was introducing her partner to the screen of her phone.

"This is Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao is the design consultant of the domestic mobile haunted house "Fujiwara Ghost School". The haunted houses designed by him are all popular all over the country. They can be said to be experienced. Today, he will comment on this haunted house." Brother Zhao's solid body appeared on the screen and said hello to the audience in the live broadcast room with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaoyue turned the scene to another thin man, and introduced her sweet voice: "This is a famous haunted house experiencer. Li Xiang has now experienced nearly a thousand haunted houses at home and abroad. It is also a honor for Xiaoyue to invite her this time."

The thin man smiled far-fetchedly, then returned to his cold zombie face. His eyes kept looking at the haunted house in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the haunted house and said to the three of them: "I am Chen Ge, the owner of this horror house. Are you from the haunted house club?"

Xiaoyue nodded and said, "Boss Chen, I am Xiaoyue, we used to call."

After a greeting, Chen Ge and the three of them walked into the door of the Horror House, behind which was a writing desk with a stack of paper on it.

"Everyone, you have to sign a disclaimer before entering our haunted house." Chen Ge handed over a pen and said kindly.

"Hmph." The thin man snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain, "Everyone knows what you know, don't pretend here, just go straight to the topic."

Chen Ge's face remained unchanged and said lightly: "You may have any misunderstanding. This disclaimer agreement is not a prop to create a tense atmosphere, but for your safety. You cannot go in and experience it without signing the disclaimer agreement."

The thin man was about to have an attack, and Brother Zhao took the pen with a smile and simply signed his name neatly. He hesitated for a moment, but still signed it honestly.

Seeing that the agreement was signed, Chen Ge took the three of them through a long corridor and explained the background of the story.

"This is a scene adapted from a real event called "Silent Ghost School". In a deaf and mute school built on a mountainside, six deaf and mute girls in the same dormitory died mysteriously. What exactly did they kill? It is rumored that every midnight, the sound of nail polishing the walls in the blocked dormitory always comes from the blocked dormitory, and people also see the hanging girl in the cubicle of the women's bathroom. What is the truth behind these incidents?"

Chen Ge's voice seemed to have a magical power, and the three people behind him suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped a lot. Xiaoyue took out a small notebook from her pocket and kept writing something.

"Story background setting, eight points." Chen Ge glanced at it and withdrew his gaze.

"There is another thing to remind you." Several people walked to the end of the corridor, and Chen Ge suddenly spoke, "If you encounter a particularly dangerous situation in the haunted house, be sure to shout at the camera. If there is no camera around, find a place to hide first. I will go to save you in twenty minutes."

Xiaoyue's eyelids twitched. What does it mean to encounter a particularly dangerous situation? Wouldn't we just come to visit a haunted house?

"Everyone, please." Chen Ge pushed open the thick iron door, and there was a dark space behind him. A chill swept through the inside, and the three of them couldn't help but tremble.

"It's mysterious." The thin man glanced at Chen Ge and walked into the iron gate first. Xiaoyue and Brother Zhao looked at each other and followed closely behind.

"Hmm, it's so cold. The air conditioner here is powered too much, right?" Xiaoyue rubbed her hands, fixed her mobile phone that was broadcasting on her chest, and her eyes kept looking around.

This is a dim corridor with faint lights above the head, long black hair is scattered irregularly on the floor tiles under your feet, the dark blue walls are very old, and there are also a few sharp scratches on them from time to time.

Brother Zhao stopped, rubbed several scratches carefully with his hands, and exclaimed: "This scene is so realistic. The width of the scratches is very similar to the width of the human fingers. From the raised wall, it doesn't seem to be scratched with tools."

"What do you mean is this what the boss picks out with his nails? Nonsense." The thin man spoke sarcastically.

"The scene here is really good?" Xiaoyue squatted, carefully observing the dark dirt under her feet, and her brows frowned slightly. "Look at this blood clot, the artificial blood should be red after solidification, but the one here is dark red, not like it is fake, and there is a slight fishy smell."

"Maybe it's chicken blood or pig blood. He can't really make so many people's blood to arrange it, right?"

The thin man couldn't stand the sluggishness and raised his legs and walked straight into the deep corridor.

At the end of the corridor is a classroom. The window on the side of the corridor has been nailed tightly by someone using wooden boards, leaving no gap, as if he was afraid that something would run out of it.

The thin man looked out the window for a while and walked to the door of the classroom. The paint on the old wooden door had almost fallen off. He pushed open the door and a strange smell came over him with dust.

[Author’s off-topic]: Because I am a fan of the air conditioner repair, let Chen Ge make a guest appearance here.

I also had an addiction to writing horror novels, hehehehe.

In addition, the silver bill has been broken by 20, and I will add another chapter today!

Two chapters will be posted at noon and three updates at night!
Chapter completed!