sprite house

Before Ah Yuan could speak, he was suddenly pulled from behind, and he fell back, hitting the back of his head on the ground.

A Yuan was woken up by the severe pain, he opened his eyes, and saw Cong Wu's face looking down from above, "A Yuan?" He looked nervous, stretching his five fingers and dangling in front of him, " Are you awake?"

A Yuan sat up holding the back of his head, looked around, "What's wrong with me?"

Still in the mirror room surrounding the mirror, the white candle has been burned to the position of an inch, and the wax tears flowed away limply and then solidified and hardened.

Cong Wu stretched out his hand to pull him up, and Ah Yuan found himself standing in front of a mirror.

Cong Wudao, "Just now when you heard the call, you were motionless as if in a daze, and when the voice stopped, you kept saying that there was an exit, you want to go out, and so on, trying to push the mirror away. "

A Yuan was thinking about that dream, he didn't know if Chang Anzai made him have the dream on purpose or if it was foretelling something in the dream, he only knew that Chang Anzai was no longer a human...Chang Anzai was looking for him.

A Yuan was contemplating himself, and Cong Wu said again, "Now that the voice is gone, should we take this opportunity to go out quickly?"

A Yuan hesitated for a moment, and was about to say yes, but suddenly there was another cry in his ear.

Weak cries came from all directions, as if there were countless wronged souls hidden behind every mirror, but no one could come in because of the barrier of the mirror.

The two looked at each other, and finally Cong Wu spoke. He sighed, "Forget it, let's stay here for now."

He said so, and A Yuan had no objection, and the two sat face to face by the candle in silence.

A Yuan is used to being alone, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't speak all the time.

But Cong Wu couldn't hold back anymore, after a while of silence, the crying stopped, and he began to sigh again, "How long are we going to hide here, I knew we wouldn't come here if we were killed." He fell down, spread out into big characters on the cold wooden floor, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Are you hungry?"

A Yuan shook his head, "No."

Cong Wu sighed, "It's been two days since I came in, and I haven't eaten. Now I feel so hungry that I'm going to be paralyzed. When will I be able to go out? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come to any haunted house... It's all Xu Fan's fault!"

A Yuan recalled the dream just now, and couldn't help but look at Cong Wu frequently, as if to make sure his head was still on his neck.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Cong Wu was terrified by his watching, and suddenly got up from the ground, and the phone fell out of his pocket with a thud and fell to the ground.

"Hey, my phone!" He was busy picking it up, only to find that the screen had been automatically unlocked when it fell, showing that it was the photo album in the phone.He also conveniently clicked on the photo of the four of them, and when he was about to zoom in and show it to A Yuan, his eyes turned away and suddenly stuck to the mirror on one side.

Cong Wu stared blankly at the mirror, and said in a low voice, "Yuan—" He took another step forward and shouted, "Yuan! There is a door here, we can go out!"

A dark wind came from nowhere, and the candle on the left side was blown out, and the side of the room was reduced to darkness.

A Yuan looked vigilantly at the corner Cong Wu mentioned, it was pitch black, and the mirror could no longer reflect people, "I didn't see the mirror," A Yuan stood up and grabbed him, "Don't go there."

Cong Wu was still moving forward, muttering, "A lot of food...a lot."

In Cong Wu's eyes, the darkness had changed. The original mirror had been replaced by a small half-open door. Inside the door was a dim lamp. Behind the lamp was a small tea table, which was full of food--

Fresh and attractive fruits, smoked roasted suckling pig, cake decorated with strawberries, fried golden chicken legs and so on.Everything makes the mouth watery and the mind is in a trance.

Cong Wu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, got up from the ground, and muttered to himself, "There's a lot to eat, I'm so hungry." He stood there in a daze for a moment, and suddenly, as if possessed by a demon, he staggered and ran towards , the phone slipped out of his hand and hit the ground again.

"Cong Wu! That's not true!" A Yuan heard that his voice was getting worse and worse, he grabbed Cong Wu's hand and wanted to pull him back.

Unexpectedly, Cong Wu was like a madman, with terrifying strength, he threw him aside, Cong Wu turned his head and stared at him fiercely, "Get out! Don't come to grab me!"

He rushed to the door, stretched out his arms, first grabbed a chicken leg and took a few bites, then grabbed another apple and took two bites, and then slammed a piece of cream cake.His cheeks were always bulging, as if suddenly possessed by a starving ghost.

Cong Wu was devouring, but suddenly stopped while eating, put his fingers into his mouth which was still chewing, and squeezed out a strand of hair from between his teeth.

Cong Wu stared blankly at the lock of hair, he suddenly felt his mouth wriggling while chewing something, he hurriedly spit out the food in his mouth without thinking.

Unexpectedly, the moment the chewed food fell to the ground, it suddenly turned into a ball the size of a fist.

There was a cold gray light from behind the door, and all the images seemed to be an old TV with a black and white splash screen.

Cong Wu stared at the ball, kneeled down on the ground with soft legs, his stomach was overwhelmed immediately, he opened his mouth wide, and started to vomit crazily. Serving, they wriggled on the ground and slowly moved upwards, revealing small cherry red mouths, bending and smiling, calling softly, "Cong Wu——Cong Wu——"

Cong Wu fell back to the ground, he was horrified by the scene in front of him, he could only watch these serving balls twisted into balls, with their cherry red lips showing their pale fangs biting and devouring each other, finally It became a serve as big as a group's head.

Cong Wu stared at the ball, the rotten breath filled his nose, he opened his mouth wide to ask A Yuan to give him a hand, but there was only a hiccup-like sound from his throat.

The hair that was an inch away was trembling, and the hair was parted from the side, and a girl's face was gradually revealed from it.

At this moment, the girl's pale face was empty, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, and her voice was bewitching, "Cong Wu, Cong Wu, why didn't you save me—"

It was Yu Li... that Yu Li who was coaxed into the room by Xu Tong!

Cong Wu struggled back and sat on the ground. He put his hands behind his back and retreated again and again, but it was too late. Yu Lina's long black hair, like seaweed, swayed and stretched, woven into a huge hairnet and turned towards her. He covers it.

Cong Wu couldn't even utter the unnecessary call for help, and the hair net pulled him behind the door as soon as he retracted it.

The door slammed shut, and the hanging wooden sign tremblingly wandered to the front, with a name branded in red letters on it - Cong Wu.