Chapter 0227 – Help! Help!
”You go first, I heard that this haunted house uses a fear grading system, it’s rare to enter the highest difficulty scene, I want to take another turn.” Night carefully stood in the dean’s office without coming out.
The murmur from the tape recorder grew louder and louder, and there were other voices faintly added to the sound of the electric current.
It was like someone was gasping and crying.
Han Qiu Ming looked at the time, only more than two minutes left, he did not force: “Good, then you pay attention to safety.”
After saying this, he carried the recorder and ran towards the outside alone.
Looking at Han Qiuming’s back as he hurriedly ran, the calmness Night Careful had been maintaining was broken, those beautiful eyes slowly widening.
”Why does he seem to have a person crawling on his back?”
She was a staunch atheist, and because of this she was able to recklessly enter various haunted houses to do assessments, convinced in her heart that it was all fake.
But just a moment ago, she saw something that she could not explain at all with her previous experience.
”Who is the person lying on his back? That should be a person, right?”
……
Han Qiuming took the recorder and ran with all her might, “There are still two minutes left!”
The body was getting colder and colder, Han Qiu Ming didn’t know where the problem was, the coolness emanated from his back, penetrated his body and drilled towards his heart.
”It hurts ……”
A voice came from his ears, if anything, as if it was a woman lying on his shoulder.
”Who!” Han Qiuming jerked his head around and looked behind him, his shoulder was empty of anything.
”Did I hear wrong?”
He sped up, only one thought in his mind now, hurry and get out of here.
”The item is already in my hands, if I go out, I’ll win, and the face that Tanto Sickness Hospital lost will be earned back by me!”
Han Qiu Ming didn’t care and accelerated his speed, running madly forward.
”It hurts ……”
That voice came closer, coming from his shoulder to his ear, seeming to burrow into his earholes.
”It hurts!”
”Ah!” Against the air, Han Qiuming waved his hands fiercely, “Get out! What the hell!”
There was no one around to give him a response, and the only sound in the darkened corridor was the echo of his own voice and the sound of rustling electricity.
”Is this tape recorder playing tricks?” The only thing around him that could make a sound besides himself was the tape recorder, and Han Qiuming lifted it in front of his eyes, the tape spinning and the indicator light turning from green to red at some point.
”Is it?”
Han Qiuming racked his brain and couldn’t figure out what principle this was, time was dwindling, he gritted his teeth and carried the tape recorder and continued to run forward again.
”There’s definitely something wrong with the recorder, but it’s the key to a successful passage itself! It was so hard to find it, how could I just throw it away? Wouldn’t that be a waste of all the previous hard work!”
Han Qiuming cursed Chen Ge in his heart, “Shameless! So despicable!”
Now as long as you take the recorder and run out even if you pass the level, but this is also the most tangled place, throw away the recorder heart does not want to give up, do not throw away and have to face up to the horror brought by the recorder.
There is no way, this is almost an unsolvable scene level for ordinary people!
”Fight!” Han Qiuming gritted his teeth, in order to pass Chen Ge’s haunted house, he was really putting his life on the line.
Running furiously all the way, his shoulders were getting heavier and heavier, his back seemed to be pressed against something, and a cold feeling soaked into his bone marrow.
”It hurts ……”
The voice behind him gradually became clearer, changing from a vague male voice to a female voice.
It sounded more mature, containing a hint of helplessness and despair.
”Wait!”
When this voice sounded, Han Qiuming’s sweat hairs stood up, “This voice seems like I’ve heard it somewhere before?”
He was almost stunned that he had heard an incomparably familiar voice in such a crisis situation in a haunted house with no interactions.
”Where did I hear it?”
Cold sweat slid down his forehead, he knew very few female friends, and even fewer that matched his age.
”No, I must have heard it somewhere.”
Memories surfaced from the depths of his mind, and Han Qiu Ming suddenly remembered a night half a year ago.
He was revising the design of the Tanto Hospital, and in order to increase the attractiveness of the haunted house, he had resolutely added the bizarre deaths of Xu Zhenzhen’s father and daughter as a gimmick into the haunted house production despite the opposition of others.
In order to design a dark line, so that Xu Zhenzhen the female ghost show more real, he looked up a lot of information about Xu Zhenzhen.
This woman used to work in her father’s hospital, and then because of the doctor-patient dispute was fired, the patient was very fierce, and there is even a video out on the Internet.
The patient’s family ran to the hospital to cause trouble, accusing Xu Zhenzhen, wearing a white coat, Xu Zhenzhen was surrounded by other doctors and nurses.
She argued in a low voice, but no one listened carefully to her words, and then the scene got out of control, and she was pushed to the ground, and her finger was stepped on by who knows who.
”It hurts ……”
”Right! That’s the sound!”
Han Qiuming’s scalp exploded as he heard the voice of a dead man once in a haunted house!
Throwing the recorder to the ground with one hand, even if Han Qiuming was given ten more guts, he wouldn’t want to go near that recorder again.
”Why did Xu Zhenzhen’s voice run into the recorder? Was it purposely produced by Surname Chen? It can’t be! He didn’t even know we were coming to the third sickbay in the beginning, and only temporarily changed the scene because of my suggestion.” Han Qiu Ming really wanted to smack himself hard, “I really have a cheap mouth!”
”The tape recorder was originally something from Tanto Ward, did my fictionalized Xu Zhenzhen turn into a real ghost?” His body temperature was dropping, his skin was cold, and his shoulders were getting heavier, “Run out first, it’s too evil, this place is too evil.”
Han Qiuming ran forward, but without running a few steps away he became tired and started panting, the bedding was soft stepping on it was already making no effort, and his body also felt heavier and heavier.
”What’s going on? It’s like you’re carrying something on your back?” Han Qiuming glanced behind him, the tape recorder was thrown in the corner, and because it had landed on the futon, it hadn’t suffered any damage, and was still continuing to work.
The tape spun in the recorder as if it were an eerie smiley face, or a vortex that would sink deeper if you stared at it.
”I have to escape.”
The tape recorder was far away, but the sound of rustling electricity was still ringing in my ears.
”It hurts, it hurts ……”
The woman’s voice continued to torment Han Qiuming’s brain, and his face gradually became hideous: “Stop making noise! I told you to stop arguing!”
He struck the air and spun around in place, trying to find where the sound was coming from, and he always felt like there was a woman’s face talking on his back.
”Get out!”
He took out his cell phone and turned on the bright light, pointing it behind himself again to turn on the camera function, and as he turned the lens, a familiar face that he had seen countless times in the newspapers and hospital information appeared.
”Xu, Xu Zhenzhen!”
The phone fell, and Han Qiu Ming ran playfully towards the end of the corridor, his body getting colder and colder as that voice followed him.
”It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!”
Turning the corner, Han Qiuming returned to the place where the mannequins were lying down, he didn’t even pay attention to the fact that the mannequins had appeared to have changed, and frantically rushed forward.
But he didn’t know what was going on, he obviously looked carefully at the road, but his calf was still tripped by something, and his whole body fell heavily in the middle of a pile of mannequins, and the highly nearsighted glasses on his face were flung out!
”My glasses!”
Han Qiuming lay on the ground, surrounded by a blur of hands, feet, and heads.
He crawled in the direction of where his glasses were, but they were moving between the dolls, getting further and further away from him.
What was worse was the countless heads and mangled bodies closing in on him in the blur and darkness.
”What the hell? Don’t come any closer! Help! Help!”