Incense money from flower and bird shop

Under the night, grotesque lights flickered, and in the horror theme park, all kinds of ghosts and ghosts roamed around.

"It turns out that you all like to play like this." Ming Yan slandered, it's nothing to pretend to be a ghost for excitement, these mortals really know how to play.

The blood-red characters of "Dark Marriage Horror" came into view, and on the huge bulletin board, a bride in a blood-red wedding dress was lying in a coffin, shedding two lines of blood and tears.

The two girls saw the poster and stood arm in arm in front of the haunted house, both scared and curious.Xiao Congshuo glanced at Ming Yan helplessly, and sighed silently, for people like them, it would be thankful if they didn't bump into ghosts, and there would be no one who would take the initiative to enter a haunted house for excitement.

There was already a long queue in front of the door, Ming Yan lowered his voice and whispered to Xiao Congshuo: "Haunted houses have a sluggish atmosphere, and they are the easiest to attract ghosts, so be careful."

"Aren't you here?" Xiao Congshuo smiled and patted him on the shoulder, speaking the truth.Although Ming Yan has never disclosed his identity, Xiao Congshuo realized that this person is very capable after spending a long time with him.

Ming Yan replied with a noncommittal smile, and did not forget to add: "If you find someone being entangled in dirty things, remember to take action in time to earn some incense money."

Xiao Congshuo couldn't help complaining: "You really value that little incense money."

I usually take small cases, and I don’t care about thousands of dollars, and two-thirds are willing to share.But every time I repeatedly emphasized with the employer that I need to buy a few more sticks of incense in the store, I really miss the money for the incense.

The two were joking with each other, and they had already lined up in front of the haunted house, and handed their mobile phones to the staff one by one.In the group of four, Ming Yan took the lead, Xiao Congshuo took the lead, protecting the two girls in the middle.

A group of four people walked into the haunted house, and the electric door closed automatically behind them.The most indispensable elements of a Chinese-style haunted house are paper money, dark marriages, and coffins. This place has everything and nothing new.

Ming Yan led the way at the front, scanned the surroundings, but did not find anything unclean, and his eyes were full of props whose materials could not be distinguished.However, the two girls were not very courageous, and they were startled and screamed so loudly that people's eardrums hurt.

In the narrow aisle, the paper figurines were lined up, with two large blobs of red rouge painted on their pale faces, and they grinned piercingly.

Seeing the timidity of the girls, Ming Yan was afraid that they would scream again, so he raised his hand and poked the paper figurine's forehead: "It's all fake...uh——"

This feeling... seems to have poked the staff.

One person and one ghost looked at each other in embarrassment for two seconds, only to hear the "ghost" ask him awkwardly, "Can I scare you?"

Xiao Congshuo, who was behind the mat, let out a "puchi" laugh, and then interjected: "Scare, scare!"

The face painted in a pale color suddenly split from the middle, and the scarlet gourd was exposed like a watermelon, and blood splashed like a burst of pulp.The staff member was still smiling with his lips hooked, and his mischievous tone was extremely cheerful: "Look, you're scared!"

Ming Yan is used to strong winds and waves, but he doesn't want to capsize in the gutter today.The sudden shock made him take half a step back, and subconsciously raised his hand to block the oncoming plasma——

For some reason, the screaming of the girls stopped abruptly, and suddenly, the haunted house was eerily quiet.The surroundings fell into endless darkness, oppression and suffocation followed one after another, like maggots on the tarsus lingering.

By the time Ming Yan realized that he had found the way, it was already too late.In the small space, he tried to get up and go out, but the wooden board in front of him was nailed so firmly that he couldn't open it at all.

If it is said that fear comes from the unknown, then this time, Ming Yan was really shocked.From the moment he stepped into the haunted house, he didn't feel any strangeness. Although there were horror props all around, he didn't even have a ghostly aura.

In this place that was not only free of ghosts, but could even be called clean, he had become enlightened and was locked in a narrow and dark box.

A strange sound followed without warning, "Gada Gada", like the sound of brittle bones being chewed in the mouth.

The voice was close to his ears, and in the endless darkness, Ming Yan's heart trembled when he heard it.Something was swimming along his waistline in the dark, cold and sharp, even through the layers of clothes, he could feel the biting chill.

The icy thing wandered on the edge of the restricted area, and suddenly it was like a painting.

Ming Yan's anger rose from his heart, and a faint fire light gradually lit up in his palm.Taking advantage of the faint and flickering light, he suddenly turned his head to look——

The skeleton gave him a "face-to-face salute", and the cold bones rubbed against his cheeks, causing his skin to shudder.Under the dim light, the skeleton also turned its head with a pause, and turned its black eye sockets to Ming Yan.

The bones without skin and flesh protection made a penetrating sound when the skeleton turned its body.

"Gada...Gada..." The voice clung to Ming Yan's ears.

If this kind of thing happened to someone else, I'm afraid I'd be terrified immediately.Fortunately, Ming Yan is also considered "experienced in hundreds of battles". Enduring the chills and discomfort, he wrapped his fiery hand around the skull of the skeleton, and with only a little force, the cold bones under his palm shattered.

The skeleton cracked, and the suffocation suddenly dissipated, like a boulder that was originally oppressing his chest fell, Ming Yan suddenly felt relieved.

When he raised his hand again to push the wooden board in front of him, he found that the wooden board was loose, and without much effort, a gap had been moved.The blood-red light outside fell into Ming Yan's eyes through the narrow gap.

Another sound of footsteps gradually approaching, stepping on the paper money all over the floor, rustling.

Ming Yan's eyes froze, a piercing ray pierced the dark pupils, revealing their sharpness like a sharp knife out of its sheath.

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