Chapter 183

I'm not sure this time, because I know it's him.

I look up at Ling Mo fan, his eyes have been on the beam of light, no fear of meaning.

If it's not for him, it's for me.

That's why you took my hand? A woman with loose hair fell from it and hung in the air. Her neck was tied with a rope. She was wearing a white skirt with several bloodstains on it, and her exposed leg was also scarred.

Her face was blocked by her hair for more than half of the time, but from the gap between the hair exposed, we could see that her facial features were stained with some bright red blood stains.

It should not be disguised by mass actors. It should be made up of some dolls.

Although I think this scene is also very frightening, at the moment my attention is all on the hand that Ling Mo fan and I hold tightly, and I don't pay much attention to anything else.

After reading, Ling Mo fan shook his head in some loss, "let's go, we should go out soon."

He walked forward as if nothing had happened, but still didn't let go of my hand.

I don't know if I forgot. He didn't let go until he reached the last part of the haunted house.

At last, the surrounding lights up again, and the scene changes again.

Suddenly there was the sound of the chain dragging on the ground.

Then came the sound of human footsteps.

The voice came from behind, so everyone in the room looked back.

In the dark road we just came to, there was a big figure coming closer and closer. A shadow alone was enough to oppress people.

Some of the people behind are smart enough to drive forward, and some are not afraid of death to find out.

The man was standing under the street lamp. With his appearance, everyone moved behind because of the approaching of the figure.

Because it's not like ghosts or gods. It's more like a murderer. Most of his head is covered with ugly scars. His scalp is cut out with a shocking wound. Blood stains flow down the skin. Occasionally, a small piece of complete skin is revealed with a few sparse hair.

His left eye was blocked by the drooping skin for more than half of the time, and then he kept bleeding down. The corner of his mouth was split, and he forced to lift it up.

In one hand was a heavy chain, and in the other was a chainsaw.

This reminds me of the famous movie chainsaw killer, which I saw several years ago, but even after such a long time, I still remember the thrilling scene clearly.

After revealing his original figure, the man grinned at the crowd on our side. At this time, the surrounding sound effects began to reach its climax.

is as like as two peas in a movie. A man is close to a laugh with a laugh, and it is cloudy and harsh.

That person's make-up effect is perfect, can't see a flaw, is so far away, I feel very disgusting.

The man released the chain he was dragging, and the chain fell to the ground with a clatter. The sound came from the stereo, and the whole room could hear it clearly.

After throwing away the chain, the man began to pull the chainsaw in his hand and ran towards us.

People around me started to run away like death, so I stood still.

Because I've been scared so weak that I'm scared by such a scene.

Sometimes the crazy human is more terrible than the ghost of nothingness, so compared with those, this kind of thrilled real picture can give me more impact.

There are always people who run away and bump into me, and I don't care until Ling Mo fan pulls me.

"Scared silly?" His voice called my brain out of the blank.

I nodded numbly, looking at which chainsaw maniac ran towards us who had not moved.

The closer he gets, the happier his smile will be. I guess the actor may be really happy, because he has scared people, but the heartfelt smile appears on his face now, which is a bit cautious.

Now I can hear the buzzing of his saw without a stereo.

Just about one or two meters away from me, my sight was suddenly blocked, and then I was held in my arms.

The sound of the electric saw was nearby. Then I heard Ling Mo fan say, "go away."

When he said this, the chest of the person in front of him vibrated slightly. There is no doubt that the person holding me is Ling Mo fan.

Fear was gradually covered by excitement. After a while, the sound of the chainsaw really went away, and the person in front of me released me.

"I You... " I pointed to myself and Ling Mo fan, too excited to speak.

Ling Mo fan took the initiative to hold me.

"Gone. It's boring here." He is not very satisfied with that, immediately to the exit.I took a look at the crowd around me who were so scared by the chainsaw maniac.

I don't know what reaction they will have when they hear Ling Mo fan say so.

I was worried about whether this haunted house would cause any stimulation to Ling Mo fan's brain. Now it seems that I should be more worried about what can cause any stimulation to him.

Out of the haunted house, the sufficient light outside made my eyes feel a little uncomfortable.

Looking towards the exit of the haunted house, there are people rushing out from the door, and even more, there are some climbing out.

With a sharp scream, the last wave of people also ran out from inside, and the chainsaw maniac ran after them, carrying his chainsaw.

Only when he came out did I find that the light was too dim just now. I didn't see clearly. The so-called chainsaw in his hand was just a children's toy, and the numbing sound effect wasn't caused by him. It was just the sound he was carrying behind him.

With these help, I feel that even the decoration on his head is not so real.

I was so scared that I couldn't move my feet. It was stupid.

After the chainsaw maniac came out, he was still laughing happily, scaring the tourists next to him and his fellow actors.

But outside, he didn't look so terrible, and from his face and body shape, he could even see the shadow of a pretty boy.

The man was still smiling, suddenly turned his eyes to us, and when he saw Ling Mo fan, his eyes seemed to show a little flinch.

I don't know if his eyes were just exposed because he saw Ling Mo fan. Anyway, I only know that during the period when he scared me, Ling Mo fan just said "go away" to him.

This should not be the reason for his fear, unless Ling Mo fan showed some fierce expression, but I guess it should not be like this.

Ling Mo fan's dead face can make any expression except indifference, so it can't be like this.

"It's over. Let's go."

Out of the haunted house, Ling Mo fan as if nothing had happened, self-care to go out.

I suspect that what happened just now was just a dream I had. Otherwise, he didn't express it at all, or he thought that such close contact was normal?

Mood is like a roller coaster ride, ups and downs, all of a sudden like a rush to the sky, all of a sudden like falling to the bottom.

What does Ling Mo fan think.

A person lost in the back for a while, next to the cry and attracted my attention.

It's the cry of a child again. With my previous experience, I took a reflective look at Ling Mo fan's reaction.

Fortunately, his expression was quite natural.

I'm relieved to put my eyes on the source of the sound.

A little boy was standing on the side of the road, crying, and there was no parents around. My first reaction was that he was lost.

Ling Mo fan also noticed, indifferently turned to glance, did not want to ask the meaning.

I grabbed the clothes behind him and he turned back.

"Do you want to see it?" I suggest that if I make a mistake, it's OK to ask.

Ling Mo fan's expressionless "um" gave a sound.

He is not a hard hearted man, but he is not so enthusiastic.

I wonder if he will really leave if I don't say that.

With that, the two of us went to the little boy.

When the little boy saw us coming, he took a small step back with some scruples. He cried so much that the maternal love that I haven't seen for a long time overflowed again.

"What's your name, little friend?" I squatted down and asked him. As soon as I asked this, I felt something was wrong.

How does it feel like the standard beginning of child trafficking.

Bah in the heart, I asked again, "children, where are your parents?"

The little boy stopped crying and rubbed his red eyes, "Mom It's gone... "

His voice is not clear, with a child's small milk sound, should have just learned to say a little bit, my heart is about to sprout.

"Gone? How long has it been? "

Facts have proved that my conjecture is correct, I do not know who is so careless to lose their children.

"I don't know how long, for a long time." Said the little boy, crying again.

"Well, well, do not cry, aunt take you to find your mother, OK?" I won't sit back when I encounter this kind of thing, because I almost became a mother, and my child disappeared. I know how painful it is for a mother.

"Good." The little boy nodded obediently, and I pulled his hair away from his face because he was sweating. It seemed that he had been crying for a long time, crying for a long time, sweating in such a cold day.Fortunately, I didn't meet any bad people, otherwise I don't know what the consequences will be.

"What's your name?" I try to be gentle so that I don't scare him.

"My name is Tong Jixuan."

"That Aunt calls you Xuan Xuan good?"

"Well."