Just as he was thinking about it, a dark shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes. It was exactly the same as the last time. Ding Yanxin hurried to Wang Liang and grabbed his arm. When he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Wang Liang, "Calm down, calm down.

Isn't it just a black shadow? It's not a scourge, just let it go away by itself, don't worry about it, just pretend you didn't see it."

After hearing these words, Ding Yan's heartbeat slowed down a little, and he asked cautiously: "Why do you want to put clay figures here?".

"play"

"play?"

"Um"

Ding Yan was confused. He made clay figures, gave them away, and placed clay figures here just for fun?

I don't understand, I don't understand at all.

In the monitoring room, the staff looked at Wang Liang, who was sitting next to the operating table and making a clay figurine. They couldn't understand it and were confused.

"This person should be the legendary white-haired weirdo, right?" A fat man with pimples on his forehead said with a frown.

The thin young man sitting next to him nodded and was about to speak when a voice came from behind him, "Is the white-haired weirdo here?" He turned around and saw that it was the boss. He stood up to make room for the boss and said with a smile:

"Should be".

The boss nodded, did not speak, did not sit down, turned around and left.

The fat man and the thin young man watched the boss walk out of the monitoring room before they got together and whispered: "Why do I feel that the boss is just like the white-haired weirdo?"

“It does!”

Five clay figures were placed in various corners of the operating room. Wang Liang put the clay blocks in his hands into the space magic weapon and walked towards the other door. Ding Yanxin quickly followed, not leaving.

When I opened the door, a strong musty smell hit my face. There was also a corridor on the opposite side. The lights in the corridor were flickering. There were various abandoned rooms on both sides. Most of the doors were broken, and there were also holes on the tops of the doors.

There's no sign on it, so I don't know what's going on inside.

Now that I'm here, I naturally want to explore it and put some clay figurines in there.

Wang Liang walked to the door and was about to go in to take a look when his arm was suddenly grabbed. When he turned around, Ding Yanxin stared at him with foxy eyes, eyes full of fear.

"Don't go in, please!"

"Isn't the purpose of playing a haunted house just to explore supernatural events inside? How can you explore if you don't go in?"

As Wang Liang spoke, he pulled Ding Yanxin into the room.

It was very dark inside, and I could only roughly make out a filing cabinet opposite the door, with files neatly arranged in the cabinet.

"There must be clues in those files. The task of deciphering the clues is left to you."

As Wang Liang spoke, he took out the clay figurine he had just kneaded and placed it in the corner.

Ding Yanxin mustered up the courage and walked to the filing cabinet. Just as she was about to open the cabinet door, she suddenly saw a "human figure" appearing on the glass of the cabinet door. This man had no facial features, only a pale face.

There was a buzz in her head, and she subconsciously wanted to vent the fear in her heart by screaming. Her mouth was suddenly covered, and a clear and calm voice came from behind, "What kind of ugly monster is this? Why does he have just the same face?"

?Where are the eyes, nose, and mouth? Lost? My face is quite white. If those little girls with dark faces saw this, they would be envious and cry!"

After hearing these words, Ding Yan was not only scared, but even wanted to laugh. He took away his hand covering his mouth and said with a smile: "You are so brave."

"Of course, I told you before, follow me and take you to fly."

While he was talking, the faceless figure on the glass disappeared. Wang Liang opened the filing cabinet, took out a file from it, and looked at it under the dim light.

"Wu Bajin, male, 34 years old, suffers from severe schizophrenia."

Seeing this, Wang Liang didn't look any further. He said "It's boring", put the files in the filing cabinet, and began to continue exploring the abandoned mental hospital. He explored very carefully, not missing any corner. By the way,

In these places, put down the cute little clay figurines you made.

During this period, we encountered many strange incidents.

Ding Yanxin was a little scared at first, but Wang Liang was always very calm, and even carefully observed these "ghosts" and made funny comments. Gradually, she was no longer afraid. After exploring the haunted house with Wang Liang, she walked out of the exit.

He walked out calmly.

The staff and the players who lined up to challenge the haunted house looked at them with expressions of surprise.

The haunted house has been open for such a long time, and this is the first time that I have seen players clear it, and these two players were very calm, as if they were not entering a haunted house, but Happy Valley.

A thin young man with an extremely pale face, almost transparent, walked up to Wang Liang and Ding Yanxin, grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, and said with a smile: "You are the first to pass the level of Abandoned Mental Illness No. 13."

Players in the academy, I’ll give you a small gift.”

After saying that, he handed each of Wang Liang and Ding Yanxin a small wooden box.

Wang Liang also took out a gift and said with a smile: "This is for you."

When the surrounding staff and players saw the little clay figurine in Wang Liang's hand, their eyes instantly became bigger than a cow's egg, and they roared in their hearts, "The Master of the East, it is indeed the Master of the East, but why did he become like this?"

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After the thin young man took the clay figurine, he nodded with a smile, turned around and left.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Liang and Ding Yanxin walked through the open space in front of the haunted house and got into the car.

In the car, Wang Liang looked at the small wooden box in his hand, frowned and said, "There's something wrong with the owner of the haunted house. The things he sent out are probably not simple."

"I also saw something was wrong with him. His face was frighteningly pale, as if he was seriously ill."

As Ding Yanxin spoke, she opened the small wooden box. Almost instantly, a scream like a slaughtering pig came from the car.
Chapter completed!