Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

Although they are all members of the Supernatural Department, in fact most of them hold materialistic ideas and do not believe in the existence of ghosts and spirits at all.

I came here just for the thrill and to record a story that makes netizens feel creepy.

After all, there is no more powerful testimony than that of a living person.

It would be fun to live in a haunted house with my classmates for two days. We could even play hide-and-seek games late at night.

It is also a pretty good community activity.

It's interesting and inexpensive.

The vast darkness, the unfamiliar rooms and houses, the rusty beams and pillars, and the air in the house was filled with the unpleasant smell of decay.

It was scary and exciting, as they knew there were no ghosts and they were absolutely safe.

However, the human instinct to fear the unknown still makes them feel a little scared, and experience excitement and thrills that they would never experience in school.

"Okay, okay, let's do a roll call before entering the manor, and everyone should keep an eye out for anyone who's fallen behind."

The director of the supernatural department is dedicated to his job. For such a large-scale outdoor club activity, the most important thing is to ensure the safety of all members.

During the one-minute roll call, all 24 people, including the minister, were confirmed to be present, with no one left out.

"Okay, everyone is here, let's go!" The minister raised his right fist, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Oh oh oh!!"

High school students don't have to focus their energy on studying, but can put it into any interesting and exciting activities. They will be much more lively than office workers who are depressed, dull and muddle-headed all day long. The difference between them is like heaven and earth. It is no exaggeration to say that there is a world of difference between them.

"Squeak!"

The five-meter-high gate was barely pushed open with the combined efforts of seven or eight girls. The rusty iron gate made a mournful cry, like the clear cry of a baby.

Large pieces of dust and spider webs fell, and looking around, it was pitch black inside, with the glow of the setting sun not shining in at all.

The outside is magnificent and golden, while the inside is dark and silent, like the world of the living and the dead, clearly separated.

"What a heavy door! The owner of this manor must have been a wealthy man in his lifetime, and must have been dead for hundreds of years, otherwise the house wouldn't be so shabby. What a shame! It took us 20 minutes to walk through the manor to reach this house. I feel like it could sell for hundreds of millions after cleaning it! But if they were all wealthy, why didn't they leave behind any descendants?"

Kanagawa Qimeng teased eagerly.

"Didn't the paranormal forum say this was a haunted house?"

"Who cares if it's a haunted house or a haunted house? It won't be in two days, I say!"

Kanagawa Qimen was still full of confidence and was the first to step into the house. The next second, Kanagawa Qimen couldn't help but hug herself and shrink her body.

"Holy shit! It's so fucking cold?! Is this place for people to live in?"

"...Qimeng, stop swearing all the time." The minister reminded.

"Yes, Minister. No problem, Minister."

Kanagawa Qimeng turned around and responded quickly, but she stepped hard into the hole in the floor, and her long thighs were deeply stuck.

"What the hell!? What a shoddy project! Even a chicken would work harder than you even if I just scattered some rice on the ground!"

"..."

The members of the supernatural club are no longer surprised. Kanagawa Kimuto is pretty, with long, straight black hair. If she were to stay in the campus and didn't open her mouth, she would definitely be a cool goddess with a very attractive appearance. It's a pity that she has a mouth.

It is said that her original name was Qimeng and she was Estonian. She grew up in a small city in China and later transferred to a school in the Far East. She could never get rid of her habit of swearing.

It’s a waste to have such a gentle and beautiful face.

Teachers and classmates have tried to correct this bad habit.

Can't stop it, can't stop it at all.

It's already engraved with NAD. What? What is NAD?

Of course it is the DNA created by Kanagawa Kimu.

The members walked into the house one after another. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, making everyone tense up and put on their coats.

"Minister, should we clean the house before sunset? This house is a bit retro, and there is no electric lighting after the sun goes down, so it may be inconvenient to clean." A member of the department suggested.

"No, let's go to the second floor first. Generally speaking, the first floor of a house is like a living room, and the second floor has bedrooms. Clean the bedroom first, so that you have a place to rest when you are tired at night and can lie down and fall asleep. We will use flashlights to clean the first floor after the sun goes down."

The minister stated the plan that had been planned long ago.

They had made sufficient preparations before the trip, including enough power banks, flashlights, thin quilts, snacks and drinks, knives, lighters, various toys... enough for everyone to use for two days... They even brought candles to create a good atmosphere.

Candles probably won’t be needed. After all, with cell phones and flashlights, who needs candles for lighting?

but……

The minister looked at the layout of the first floor of the house. The candle lamps hanging on the wall were not completely rotten, but were preserved very intactly and looked very clean?

It seemed to have burned halfway not long ago.

But judging from the signs of the door being open and the dust inside, it didn't look like anyone had been there recently.

Without thinking too much, the director took Kanagawa Yume and a group of staff members to the second floor.

But when they reached the stairs, everyone was surprised to find that the stairs had disappeared.

"No stairs? How is that possible?"

"From the outside, there should be a fifth floor here. How could there be no stairs?"

Puzzled voices rang out from the crowd. The minister took a look and said slowly, "It might have been destroyed. Look, there's still a staircase here, which means there was indeed a staircase here, but we don't know why it disappeared."

At this time, Kanagawa Kimu spoke.

"Damn it! Some idiot must have done this on purpose. It's so disgusting to cross the river and destroy the bridge. Tui!"

After saying that, Kanagawa Qimeng pretended to spit, which was quite indecent. Then she kicked the only remaining step hard.

"Minister, what is Qimeng talking about? What is a DJ?"

"you ask me?"

The minister gave the person who asked the question a puzzled look.

As a native of the Far East, I am quite puzzled by many of Kanagawa Kimu's behaviors, including but not limited to the various and endless swear words, which are almost never repeated.

The people of China are indeed so terrifying.

The minister glanced at the second floor where no view could be seen and shook his head helplessly.

"Since we can't go to the second floor for the time being, let's clean the first floor first."

Everyone left the stairs and returned to the hall, took out cleaning tools and started cleaning the first floor.

Most high school students were on duty, so as long as no one made trouble and they worked together to clean the floor, the efficiency was quite high. The first floor had been cleaned before the sun set.

But something strange happened.

Everyone found a long corridor at the back of the hall. The deepest part was completely invisible. Even if they shone a flashlight there, they could not see anything. It was like a void that swallowed up all light.

But no one cared, most people's attention was focused on the room on the left side of the corridor.

"One, two, ... seven, eight, ... nine."

"There are nine bedrooms, but the last one is chained shut. The tools we brought can't pry it open. We have twenty-four people, so we can have three people in each room. Everyone can form teams freely first, and the group without teams will be the last one to be formed."

The minister still has some management ability. Some introverted people will not take the initiative to look for others. For them, anyone can be found. It is best to have a good relationship with them, but as long as they are easy to get along with, it is also fine.

Therefore, just put introverts in a group and the atmosphere will be better.

The minister watched everyone forming teams freely, and suddenly, his gaze shifted to Kanagawa Kimu.

What is Qi Meng doing again...

The minister looked over and saw Kanagawa Yumeng staring thoughtfully at the candle on the wall next to the door. Then she turned the rusty wooden handle to open the first door, and found the same candle inside.

But what's strange is that the candlelight inside is actually on?

How strange! How could a candle spontaneously combust in a place no one had been before? They had been at the house for hours and hadn't seen anyone. How could someone have lit a candle without anyone seeing them?

and……

This candle is intact and doesn't look like it has been used.

"Oh my god, this is amazing. I'm going to record it and post it on the forum. Hehe."

Kanagawa Qimen happily took out a writing board and a notebook, and quickly recorded what she saw and heard. As an online writer, inspiration is very important. If she has to think of everything by herself, she might as well go back to China and do comprehensive science questions.

In comparison, high school life in the Far East is much easier, well, although not as casual as imagined.

"Minister! Look! Who... who is that?"

A girl pointed tremblingly at the masked man standing at the end of the corridor.

There were several black holes on the pale mask, and there was only a small opening for the mouth.

Dressed in white, they look like mourning relatives paying tribute to their deceased loved ones.

The masked man stood motionless at the end of the corridor. Suddenly, all the candles next to the doors in the corridor lit up and began to burn steadily.

"What happened? Who lit the candle?"

"I didn't light them, all the candles lit up at once!"

Everyone stared at the masked man at the end of the corridor in panic. Compared to him, the real strange phenomenon had long been ignored.

Unlike the previous eight candles, the candle at the end of the corridor flickered, and the flame seemed to be pinched by invisible hands, shaking wildly, making the shadow of the masked man look like a living person being torn and dragged by ghosts.

"You, who are you!" The minister hesitated again and again, and took a long time to muster up the courage to shout.

As a result, the next second, another masked man appeared behind the masked man, dressed exactly the same.

The shadow cast by the fire on the wall was torn and dragged like the first masked man.

The masked man who appeared later imitated the first masked man, standing there eerily and strangely, motionless, with tiny holes staring at everyone.

"What a wise thing! How dare you scare me? Don't you know your aunt is from Xiamen University?!"

Kanagawa Qimeng rushed over angrily and tore off the other person's mask and white clothes.

We are one of us.

"Haha, Minister, you seem to be scared by us, hahahaha."

"That's right, I saw you guys standing there motionless. Did you think we were real ghosts? Hey, when I just came out from behind her, were you scared?"

The identities of the two masked men have been revealed; they are members of the Supernatural Department.

Suddenly, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they had really encountered a ghost.

Kanagawa Qimeng also dispelled her doubts. Perhaps they were the ones who lit the candles inside the house. But who lit the candles outside the house?

Could it be that they had prepared the sparks in advance and were just waiting for the candles to ignite on their own?

"I was really scared. There were suddenly two strangers in the room behaving strangely. It was a bit creepy. Fortunately, Qimeng is quite brave, otherwise we might have really run away."

The minister's tense heart finally relaxed.

As for the two people pretending to be ghosts, they were dragged back aggressively by Kanagawa Kimu.

"The sun seems to have already set, uh, almost."

Through the closed windows high up, you can vaguely see the outside world.

No one noticed that the candle outside the ninth room had calmed down and stopped shaking. One of the tightly locked chains loosened without making any sound.

Under the light of the fire, the shadows of the two people who were brought back were gradually shrinking.

"Cuckoo..."

Limbs were broken, backs were bent, heads were severed and pulled out along with blood vessels.

The shadow of the soles of my feet was entangled in something like a spider web, dragged to the ceiling above the corridor, and was eaten by the shadow of a giant spider.

"Squeak..."

Shadows are hidden in darkness, and no one can see them.

Soon, the spider transformed into the shape of a human shadow...

Kanagawa Qimeng looked back, and the minister asked in confusion, "What's wrong, Qimeng?"

"Nothing. I just heard someone eating a chicken leg, and they were chewing the bones together."

"You're overthinking it. But since everyone is hungry, we can make a barbecue in the last bit of time before the sun sets."

The minister suggested that someone be arranged to bring out the food that needed to be processed on the first day, as well as the barbecue grill, condiments, etc.