Chapter 313 [Escape the Haunted House, Survive]

The group entered the Haunted House one by one.

The door closed behind them.

Chen Yu stood at the very front, hands in his pockets, his fingertips touching the golden body card.

"You, lead the way."

As he spoke, Chen Yu looked at Lin Yuan.

"Huh?"

Lin Yuan was terrified.

Seeing this, the guy in the hoodie pushed him, causing him to stumble forward a step before shrinking back.

"No, no, no, I really don't dare..."

Lin Yuan was trembling all over: "I don't want to encounter a ghost... I don't want to encounter a ghost..."

Chen Yu was a bit helpless: "Then you go lead the way."

This time he looked at Flyer.

Flyer swallowed, but didn't refuse, clearing his throat: "My luck is good, my spirit is full; if a ghost blocks the road, I can still run. My courage is enough, my aura is thick; I'll take the lead on this road."

Just like that, under the double barrage of Lin Yuan and Flyer, the group began to move.

Flyer even turned back: "Uh... hey, can I play some upbeat music? This a cappella is a bit dry, it makes me look like an idiot..."

Chen Yu shook his head: "I'm already having a hard enough time enduring your rap."

Flyer and Red-hair exchanged glances, shrugged, and could only keep walking.

To be honest,

for other projects, Chen Yu wasn't very panicked; at most, paying attention to the surrounding situation was enough.

But the Haunted House project was different from the past; it happened to hit Chen Yu's weak point, which was the spirit attribute.

10 + 6 + 5 = 21 points!

For an ordinary person, this attribute wasn't low,

but one had to know, Chen Yu's average attribute was 43, so 21 was the absolute lowest of the low!

This also led to Chen Yu holding a golden body card at all times...

"I don't want to encounter a ghost."

"I don't want to encounter a ghost."

Construction worker team leader Zhao Tieshan listened until he had a headache: "Can you stop yapping, is it ever going to end?"

Lin Yuan quickly shut his mouth: "Sorry, sorry, I'll be quieter..."

The group had only walked a few meters when they reached a corner, where a bronze plaque was nailed to the wall:

[Walk Out of the Haunted House, Stay Alive]

Like a command, and also like a prayer.

Just after the group walked past the corner, within their field of vision was a dim corridor...

Every few meters, wall lamps were embedded in the walls on both sides, emitting a ghastly white light.

No,

these lights weren't for illumination,

because they existed in square recesses in the walls,

looking closely, one discovered that in these recesses were paintings,

and these lights were used to illuminate the paintings.

The frames were made of black wood with intricate carvings, and the oil paintings inside were very old, mostly depicting portraits.

Some depicted a woman wearing a qipao, sitting sideways;

some depicted an old man wearing a skullcap, thin, with a goatee;

some depicted a middle-aged woman wearing a dark-colored ao-qun, her hair combed meticulously;

some depicted two children, a boy and a girl, wearing children's clothing from the Republic of China era.

Chen Yu's group walked step by step...

Ahead, it was like endless darkness, the same road, the same walls, the same lights, different paintings.

"These paintings don't have much aesthetic appeal..."

Wang Mengmeng, in the back, examined the woman in the qipao: "Her features are regular enough, but her eyes are creepy."

Zuo Shi shook her head: "The technique of these paintings is called chiaroscuro, the kind popular during the Renaissance, using strong contrast between light and dark to create a sense of drama."

Yang Kexin was stunned: "How do you know?"

Zuo Shi smiled: "I'm an art student."

Wang Mengmeng pointed again to the painting of the old man in the skullcap: "What about this one?"

"This is called sfumato. Look at the old man's eye corners; there are no hard lines. It was layered with very thin paint, at least seven or eight layers. Painting a portrait like this takes at least a few months."

Zuo Shi explained patiently, just like a tour guide for everyone.

Because this journey was dull and boring, it actually became quite interesting after having a professional.

Everyone felt like they were touring a museum.

And as for why no danger occurred, everyone was more willing to attribute it to Lin Yuan's constant muttering; perhaps they could clear the level this easily?

"Wait!!!"

Suddenly, Red-hair from Flyer's team shouted: "I just, I think I heard something!"

Chen Yu was stunned: "Heard what? Calling your name?"

Red-hair nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! It felt like it was blowing air right in my ear, really, it was fucking terrifying!"

Flyer swallowed: "My ears are closed, my head is empty, my hearing is deaf, treating it like wind past my ears..."

Chen Yu: "..."

Wang Mengmeng shivered, closed her eyes, and clasped her hands together, bowing back and forth.

"Please don't call me, I beg you, Ghost Brother..."

"Wang Mengmeng."

A hoarse female voice came from the back of Wang Mengmeng's neck.

Wang Mengmeng, eyes closed and bowing, waved her hand: "Don't tease me at a time like this, I'm really scared..."

"Tease you about what?"

Zuo Shi and Yang Kexin said in unison.

Wang Mengmeng opened her eyes abruptly; Zuo Shi was standing in front of her, and Yang Kexin was standing next to Zuo Shi.

Both of them were looking back at her, expressions confused.

Wang Mengmeng immediately realized she had fallen to the very back of the group, her face instantly stiffening, her back turning cold.

She swallowed, her voice trembling: "No... nothing..."

She didn't dare to look back, rushing straight behind Chen Yu, slamming into his back, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, and bursting into loud sobs!

Chen Yu was knocked half a step forward by her, his mouth twitching: "What is it again?"

"Someone... someone called my name... behind me, I don't dare to look back..."

Wang Mengmeng became more aggrieved as she spoke.

Chen Yu turned his head; behind them was pitch darkness, there was nothing.

"Rest assured, there is nothing behind you."

Wang Mengmeng cried even harder.

Those nearby were watching her like a joke, only Red-hair didn't laugh, because the moment he heard it, he also wanted to cry.

"Sun Hao, why is she crying so hard?"

"Young girls, of course..."

Sun Hao from the construction worker team was halfway through speaking when cold sweat instantly poured down.

Everyone looked at him,

including Wang Mengmeng who was crying,

everyone was confused.

Because everyone didn't know why he suddenly said such an inexplicable "Young girls, of course".

Sun Hao's face was ugly: "I... I..."

"Buzz!!!"

The painting behind him instantly stretched out four grayish-white hands, so thin they were nothing but bone, with long nails, grabbing Sun Hao's shoulders, and then a fifth, a sixth!

"No... no... no!!!"

Sun Hao was instantly dragged to the wall, covering the entire painting!

Even his entire body began to bend, as if it were about to enter the painting!

(Reminder: The next chapter contains some horror elements; those who are scared can skip~)