I'm afraid this guy is hopeless.

At Wen Jianyan's reminder, Yun Bilan came to her senses from her brief daze. She took one last deep look at Fat Brother, gritted her teeth hard, and turned around to follow Wen Jianyan's pace.

The human body's physical strength is not bad. Although Fat Brother's short-term explosive power is amazing, his body has been parasitized by the rapidly multiplying frog eggs. Every time he takes a step, his body collapses and he soon falls to the ground and becomes motionless.

Wen Jianyan and Yun Bilan ran down the second floor quickly.

Others were already waiting at the meeting point in the lobby on the first floor.

Seeing Yun Bilan and Wen Jianyan, Elise's eyes lit up, but she soon realized that the number of people was wrong, and she slowly frowned and asked:

"Where's Fat Brother?"

"..."

Yun Bilan's expression darkened, and she slowly shook her head.

The air suddenly fell into a dead silence, and the atmosphere became heavy.

Yun Bilan took a deep breath and seemed to have regained her composure. She asked:

"Did you find the card?"

Another anchor who called himself Piqiu nodded and showed the card in his palm to Yun Bilan: "I found it, how about you?"

"So are we."

Yun Bilan nodded: "Let's go downstairs and go to the last check-in point."

The four of them walked forward along the marked path in the haunted house. After pushing open a heavy iron door, a steep tunnel leading downward appeared in front of them.

The air was turbid, dusty, and the narrow passage was filled with a stale, damp smell.

The wall was covered with scarlet, splatter-like blood, a huge arrow pointed to the deepest point, and underneath was a scrawled large character written in blood:

"Welcome to my cabin!"

Several people looked at each other.

Yun Bilan composed herself: "Let's go."

They cautiously walked down the stairs step by step.

Soon, the stairs came to the end.

A dark and heavy iron door appeared in front of everyone. There were various severed limbs of dolls hanging on the iron door. Snow-white cotton overflowed from the broken stitches, and stiff smiles hung on the heads of the dolls.

There is a blood-red poster on the wall, with a scary font specifically designed for haunted houses:

"Welcome to Phyllis's slaughterhouse, where their victims are made into dolls. Every night, there are always people who can hear the cries of resentment coming from here. It is said that their souls are still trapped.

In this small room, I will linger forever at the place where I died."

"If you want to escape from here, you have to go through this terrible place. Are you ready?"

The poster depicts a doll made from stumps sewn together, with crooked words written on the side:

"Stay and play with me."

This is the last stop of the entire haunted house.

Yun Bilan took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door open.

What appeared in front of me was a huge dungeon with doll limbs hanging everywhere, red and black dried blood stains on the ground, and various murder tools and knives hung on rusty shelves on the walls.

, scissors, saws, axes, chains, and countless dolls wearing lace skirts sitting on the shelves, with the exact same stiff smile on every pale face.

At the end of the dungeon is a tightly closed door.

There are three "slots" on the door. It is obvious that three cards need to be "inserted" before the door can be opened.

However, unlike the previous dollhouse, there are no obvious card prompts in this dungeon.

The four of them walked into the dungeon.

"Why don't we split up and look for it——"

Elise didn't finish what she said. The next second, there was a loud "bang" sound, and the heavy iron door closed behind the four people, making everyone couldn't help but feel shocked.

What's going on?

Could it be some kind of haunted house mechanism?

"Squeak——"

The ground trembled, and a harsh sound sounded like it was being torn apart from above.

Everyone raised their heads in shock and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw the ceiling above my head being slowly lifted open by a huge hand, and then, a face full of flesh came close to me, its eyes were cloudy, and he smiled:

"Doll, doll."

"!!!"

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank.

If the previous check-in point was faked by tools and sound effects, the third check-in point is definitely really high!

The familiar mechanical sound of the system came to the ears of the four people at the same time: [Ding, it has been detected that the conditions are met, and the hidden branch is opening——]

"Hmph hum… hum…"

A low, cheerful humming echoed in the darkness, the voice was rough and intermittent, humming an untuned tune.

Wen Jianyan's eyelids moved and he slowly opened his eyes.

There was darkness before my eyes.

This is...where...?

Frowning, he saw some soft fabric hugging his skin. As he moved, the slightly rough texture caused an uncomfortable friction.

Wen Jianyan turned to look around him. Dolls in gorgeous clothes were sitting next to him, and they were close to each other. Each one was the same size as a human being, with exaggerated and bright smiles on their pale faces.

, eyes made of glass beads fixedly staring into the distant distance.

"Hmph...hum hum..."

The humming sound became clearly audible and seemed too permeable in the dark room.

Wen Jianyan looked in the direction of the sound.

A tall, fat man sat cross-legged on the ground with his back turned, lowering his head and carefully polishing the knife in his hand.

"Chacha."

The scalp-numbing sound of metal scraping sounded, echoing in the terrifying room filled with the smell of blood.

This must be Phyllis.

A murderer who turns his victims into dolls.

However... Wen Jianyan always felt that something was not quite right.

Everything around me feels slightly inconsistent.

The opponent's back is a bit too tall, and even the entire dungeon has been enlarged in proportion, just like...

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened slightly, and he suddenly lowered his head to look at himself——

etc.

Lei, lace skirt?

Wen Jianyan's pupil earthquake.

???
Chapter completed!