Chapter 353 The Ball Is Blowing Bubbles

His calf was weak and all his strength was drained. Ma Tian didn't dare to turn his eyes. He could already feel the changes of the two tourists beside him.

The footsteps were approaching, and he looked out along the gap in the cabinet door. Bai Qiulin, whose body was slanted, pressed the cabinet door with one hand.

Just when Ma Tian thought that Bai Qiulin would open the cabinet door, who knew that Bai Qiulin actually took out a lock and locked the cabinet door slowly!

Seeing this, Ma Tian finally understood everything before he fell into a coma.

"It turns out that the three of them... are ghosts!"

The screams echoed in the living coffin village, and Brother Wang and Sister Cat who were running wild also heard it.

"Ma Tianping is the most prudent. If he can scream in fright, he must have encountered something extremely terrifying."

Sister Cat's heart sank to the bottom, five people came in, and three people disappeared in less than fifteen minutes.

The most terrifying thing is that she has no idea what happened to her companion until now.

The cold sweat on her forehead couldn't stop flowing down. Unlike Ye Xiaoxiao, she was not very courageous, so she formed a team to enter the haunted house evaluation together.

"Your friends don't seem to be very reliable." Brother Wang's physical strength is very poor, and he won't be able to run far.

"This haunted house is so evil!" She was very nervous, and Sister Cat took off her disguise. She no longer wasted her expression on maintaining a cute appearance, and her mind was full of all kinds of terrifying images.

"Let's get out of the scene first, and don't have to suffer for your face at this time."

"it is good."

Sister Cat supported Brother Wang, and the two returned to the center of the village, looking at the streets, both of them were stunned.

"Which way did we go when we came?"

"Brother Wang, the question now is not which way to go! There weren't so many paths when we came here!" Sister Cat was about to cry.

"Calm down, don't forget what you do." Brother Wang took out his mobile phone: "Fortunately, I recorded it when I came."

He swiped the screen and found a path that looked about the same as when he came.

"It should be this one.

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The two walked in along the road, but the more they walked, the more they felt wrong.

"When we entered the village, it seemed that we had only walked for a few minutes to reach the center of the village. Now that we are going out, why does it feel gloomy as we go?" Sister Cat looked at Brother Wang's phone: "Did we make a mistake?"

As time went on, the living coffin village scene slowly began to show real horror, and the white paper lanterns on both sides of the street gave off a faint red light, and everything became different.

"Is it really wrong?" Brother Wang compared his mobile phone. At first, this road was very similar to the street in the video, but the more you walked, the more different it became: "Then let's go back to the village center and choose another one."

"Maybe I can't go back." Sister Cat grabbed Brother Wang's hand and ran into the yard next to her. As soon as the two of them hid in the yard, they heard the sound of children singing on the street.

"In a blink of an eye, the five days are over, and the deceased goes to the ground to seek safety. The suona blew a sad tune, and the foreign drums and the oceans screamed joyfully."

Two children with blood-red masks jumped past the door. They looked only seven or eight years old, and their voices were clear, but combined with the current environment, it gave people a very eerie feeling.

"It seems to have gone far."

Sister Cat wanted to look out, but was stopped by Brother Wang: "Don't go out! What if the two children were lying at the door at this time? If this haunted house really has no lower limit as you said, then they are very likely to make Such a thing."

"But staying here is not the solution." Sister Cat tightened her collar: "Brother Wang, have you noticed that the temperature has dropped a little?"

"No, you are probably too nervous." Brother Wang was very cautious. He took his mobile phone and looked around: "Check this yard and clear a safe place first."

The white paper lantern emits a faint red light, and there is an indescribable smell in the air, the sand on both sides is loosening, and the dead locust tree is shaking gently.

"Is this the mechanism controlling it?" Brother Wang looked at the shaking acacia tree and pushed the trunk with both hands. He originally just wanted to see what the mechanism that controlled the tree's vibration was, but who knew that the acacia tree was toppled all at once: " The props are too flimsy."

As soon as Brother Wang finished speaking, Sister Cat tugged him fiercely: "Brother Wang, look under the tree!"

Below the dead locust tree is a dirt pit, in which a corpse is inserted upside down, with the feet of the corpse exposed.

"What design is this?" Brother Wang and Sister Cat did not expect that there would be something buried under the locust tree.

"The tree is just an ordinary locust tree with no mechanism. Could it be that the feet below are moving, causing the tree above to tremble? The mechanism is actually on the corpse below?" The corpse model in the room, he killed his curiosity in time and avoided the pit: "It's a perverted scene arrangement."

Sister Cat followed Brother Wang and grabbed Brother Wang's arm: "Do you still want to go to the house?"

"Let me think about it." Brother Wang was holding the phone, and he was a little scared now.

The two stopped in the middle of the yard, and suddenly there was a sound of water splashes from an unknown direction, as if a fish jumped out of the water.

It was very quiet around, and it was hard for the two of them not to pay attention if they came so suddenly.

"The sound seems to be coming from the water tank." Sister Cat hid behind Brother Wang. She had forgotten her identity as a haunted house assessor, and the makeup on her face had long been scary. Ghost is so good.

"Let's go and have a look." Brother Wang bravely approached the water tank, and when he got close, he couldn't feel anything strange. It was a very ordinary water tank, but there was a white ball floating on the water.

"When I entered the yard just now, there was nothing floating on the water tank!" Brother Wang couldn't understand: "Where did that white ball come from?"

The light was very dim, and I couldn't see clearly. When they walked to the water tank, Brother Wang and Sister Cat suddenly heard a sound like fish spitting bubbles.

"The ball is blowing bubbles?"

Brother Wang leaned forward. He turned on the flashlight on his phone and pointed it at the water tank.

The light pierced the water, illuminating the round "ball".

The mouth is slightly open, it is not a ball at all, it is a bubbling white head!

With a bang, the ghost in the water tank rushed out, and the sudden strong light seemed to make it think of something unpleasant.

The swollen and white face rushed directly in front of him. Brother Wang was so frightened that he threw his phone out. He ran back frantically, but he tripped over something before he ran a few steps.

He looked at the flat ground in his memory. At this time, the corpse model in the dirt pit with its feet up, I don't know when it turned its head up!

A face is grinning, it seems to be about to burrow out of the tree pit.

Brother Wang's legs were weak and desperately crawled out of the house, but at this moment, the child's singing sounded outside the gate again.

"Old gentleman, sitting in front of the spirit, with a serious and solemn face. The adults and the broken children are all watching, and the legs of a dutiful son are sore."