Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

Before hell, no matter how terrible the situation is, Beibei would always accompany Li Chenguang and give him advice.

But at this moment, Li Chenguang had already listened to the female ghost singing for a long time, and she was still lying there silently, with no reaction at all.

A bad premonition hit his mind, Li Chenguang's heart beat wildly, his gaze finally turned from the picture frame to his girlfriend next to him.

Beibei's clothes have not been put on yet, her carcass is plump, and her skin is fair. If she looks at her at night, she looks very attractive.

But at this moment, he only felt scared.

"Baby?" His voice trembled, calling out tentatively, "You...what's wrong with you?"

Beibei didn't speak, her eyes staring straight at the ceiling, her face expressionless, and there seemed to be a faint black air around the Yintang.

Li Chenguang's forehead was in cold sweat. He boldly stretched out his hand and patted Beibei's face.

"Baby, answer me, are you okay? You..."

The words stopped abruptly, and the last half of the sentence that was not finished was choked in his throat abruptly.

Beibei's face is wet and sticky, and it shouldn't feel like this on the skin of a normal person.

He retracted his hand tremblingly, and found that his fingertips were actually covered with blood and fine meat scraps.

On Beibei's face in front of her, five clear and **** finger marks appeared. Pus and blood flowed down her cheeks, wherever it passed, the skin on the rest of the skin gradually began to crack and ooze.

Li Chenguang's body trembled crazily. He opened his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound. He could only raise his hand and wipe Beibei's skin vigorously, trying to wipe the blood stains off for her.

Unexpectedly, instead of being wiped clean, the place he wiped, on the contrary, festered more quickly.

Beibei's skin and flesh were being peeled off piece by piece along with his movements, blood stained the bedding on the bed, and several places even revealed Bai Sensen's bones.

She was like shattered tofu, completely rotten into a human shape, with only a pair of dark eyes, still staring at the ceiling.

Her body murmured, and for a while, countless yellow and white maggots emerged from her broken flesh and blood.

On the floor, the woman in the picture frame was wearing a blood-stained white wedding dress, still repeating the last paragraph of the song as if it was stuck.

"I wish the woman you touched kept bleeding,

It’s not my fault that one night spring supper is not my fault;

I hope the woman you touch is rotting,

It’s not my fault that one night spring supper..."

No one screamed last night, so that when Xiaohui got up the next morning, she thought there was no dead person at all.

When she walked out of the room, she looked around and saw that the corridor on the second floor was calm.

"Miss Fu, it seems that nothing happened last night."

Fu Lanyu narrowed his eyes and yawned, "That's not necessarily."

"Um?"

Qiao Yunzheng walked out of his room, just when he heard these words, he smiled leisurely.

"Ghosts don't know how to do charity. If they don't kill on the second floor, they will kill on the third floor."

After speaking, he and Fu Lanyu looked at each other.

"Miss Fu, what do you think?"

"I think it makes sense."

Xiaohui wondered: "You two are frowning, are you hiding something from me?"

"I can hide anything from you, just take you through the customs." Fu Lanyu said, "Anyway, your goal is to lie down and win."

"..."

Xiaohui had to admit that she was right.

At this time the door at the end of the corridor opened, and Qiqi poked her head out timidly.

Seeing all three of them, Qiqi seemed to be relieved: "Everyone was okay last night?"

"Sleep well, better than the previous two nights." Xiaohui said, "I didn't hear any unusual movement either."

Qiqi was happy when she heard the words: "That's good, I'll get Wang Xin to get up."

She ran up the stairs briskly, and after a while, when Xiaohui wanted Fu Lanyu to accompany her to the kitchen, she suddenly heard a scream from the third floor.

This scream is repeated every morning.

"...Really dead?"

Fu Lanyu glanced at her and wrote lightly: "It shouldn't be a rare thing for people to die in this kind of place, right?"

"..."

The reason is such a reason, but it sounds awkward.

The three of them went upstairs and came to the door of Wang Xin's room. They saw Qiqi lying on the bedside, holding Wang Xin's stiff body, crying to death.

Thinking about it, it is understandable that there were originally four newcomers, and now Wang Xin is also dead. Qiqi has no teammates to keep warm, how could she not be sad.

but……

Fu Lanyu walked to the bed and looked at Wang Xin's body, feeling a rare surprise.

It was the dagger that hit the heart and was killed on the spot.

The first two, the tall man and the man with glasses, were dismembered and made dinner. Why did the female ghost give Wang Xin a knife?

She pulled Wang Xin's sleeve up, and saw that his right hand was clenched into a fist, but he didn't let it go when he died.

She used a finger to pry open Wang Xin's fist.

When she touched something in his palm, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and the doubt in her heart was resolved.

Qiqi was still crying and crying: "Wang Xin is also dead, the next...Is the next one to die..."

Fu Lanyu sighed, his expression full of pity, but the answer was: "It's very possible."

"..."

Kiki cried more loudly.

Not far away was the couple's room, and no one came out in it.

Xiaohui couldn't help it, and quietly walked over to check the situation, and found that the door was unlocked and hidden.

She opened the door cautiously.

Through the gap, she could see the scene in the house unobstructed, and naturally, she saw the bed close to the wall at a glance.

That is……

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

She let out a stern scream, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell back.

Fortunately, Fu Lanyu, who was passing by, caught her quickly.

"Co-author you have the potential for dolphin sounds."

Xiaohui's eyes were red, shaking like chaff, she was dragging Fu Lanyu's clothing corners to barely stand firm.

She cried: "That...that woman is also dead..."

"Oh." Fu Lanyu nodded, "How did you die?"

"Just...just...I can't describe..."

Xiaohui was going to collapse just to recall, she covered her mouth and went to the toilet to throw up.

Qiao Yunzheng watched this scene with a smile, "Your client's psychological quality is a little bit worse."

"Which bronze player have you seen particularly good psychological quality?"

"It makes sense, but I'm curious what is going on in the house."

"I'm curious too."

So the two met and squeezed to the door of the room.

OK, this time I see it clearly.

Beibei was lying on the bed without clothes. The body was festering like a blood gourd, and fleshy maggots crawled everywhere from face to toe.

Li Chenguang sat down on the floor beside the bed, his eyes sluggish, and his face was utterly defeated and withered, as if he had been drawn into his soul.

And in his arms, he was still holding that picture frame.

The cracks in the glass of the frame disappeared, and it was still as new as ever, and the woman on it was still wearing a delicate Xiuhe dress with peony flowers on her head and smiling peacefully.

Fu Lanyu thoughtfully: "These two people seem to have complied with the lyrics."

——I wish the woman you touched kept bleeding, it was not my fault that the spring supper was all night.

——I hope the woman you touch is decomposing, and it’s not my fault that you have a spring supper all night.

Qiao Yunzheng smiled softly: "They really chose the red wedding gown."

"Normal, they will definitely choose."

Yesterday in the house with **** handprints, he and her hung on the wall, indeed, the photo frame of the white wedding dress.

That picture frame is actually the correct answer.

In the background story of this song, the heroine turned into a ghost after taking poison and committing suicide, so the white wedding dress she wore before her death turned into the color of blood.

The red wedding gown is wrong and will cause ghosts.

Without even discussing it in detail, he and her improvised a play just to show the couple.

The right to choose is in his own hands, and those who wish to take the bait.

Xiaohui finally finished vomiting, she hurriedly walked towards Fu Lanyu, and asked weakly.

"Is the man in the room okay?"

Fu Lanyu said concisely: "I don't know."

"..."

As if to answer her question, Li Chenguang suddenly moved.

The photo frame slipped from his arms and covered the floor with a "pop". He was sluggish for a long time, turned his head and glanced at his girlfriend on the bed, then slowly got up, walked towards the door like a zombie.

Xiaohui was nervous and couldn't help shrinking behind Fu Lanyu.

The moment he saw Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng, Li Chenguang's originally empty eyes focused again, and his numb face showed a vague expression of viciousness and resentment.

It was an expression of wanting to die with the two of them.

He glared at them, gritted his teeth and said for a long time.

"No one wants to live."