I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

When the three of them stood in front of the haunted house together.

Jiang Ye's calves couldn't help but began to tremble.

He was already afraid of the dark, let alone such a terrifying existence as a haunted house.

If there is anything in this world that can subdue Jiang Ye, then "darkness" must be able to occupy a place.

Song Wennuan was originally separated between the two elder brothers, but after seeing Jiang Ye's pale face, she kindly gave up the middle position to Jiang Ye.

"(?) I'm not afraid, I'm on the outside."

Jiang also tried to be brave: "I'm not afraid..."

Song Zu'an knew that Jiang was also afraid of the dark, and he didn't want to use this weakness to see his jokes.

So he made a suggestion: "Why don't we play something else, it's not suitable for little girls to play haunted houses."

Song Wennuan stomped his feet lightly, and said in his heart: Brother coward!

"(′^`) I don't, I don't! I want to play haunted house!"

"Alas..." Song Zuan sighed helplessly.

He looked up at Jiang Ye and asked, "Are you really okay?"

After finishing speaking, the eyes unconsciously looked down at the person.I don't know if the blow yesterday still hurts now...

Jiang also felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by such eyes.

What an idiot, in broad daylight, bright and clear, with such unscrupulous eyes?

He snickered in his heart, raised his hand and turned Song Zuan's face to the direction of the haunted house.

"What are you looking at, let's go in quickly."

Song Wennuan immediately took Jiang Ye's hand and ran into the haunted house, followed by Song Zuan.

It took only four or five steps to go in, and I couldn't see any natural light, only a few scarlet lanterns here and there.

Against the backdrop of the lantern light, the gloomy atmosphere is full of treachery.

After walking a few more steps, the eerie music of the underworld entered my ears.

Like the crying of a married woman, her heart is full of tenderness and sorrow.

"Brother Jiang Ye, your palms are sweating."

"I'm fine..."

Song Zu'an hesitated for a few seconds, and took the initiative to move forward to shake Jiang Ye's hand.

The opponent bounced away instantly when it touched it.

Perhaps in times of extreme mental stress, any sudden contact can cause a sharp increase in heart rate.

Song Zuan stretched out his hand again.

Hold Jiang Ye's wrist first, and then slide to the palm of his hand.

Ten-finger clasp.

I squeezed it hard, as if to imply: don't be afraid, I am here.

He clearly felt that Jiang Ye's originally tense hands relaxed a little.

3 people continue to move forward.

The tightly clenched hands are like a terror detector, as long as Jiang Ye's hand is suddenly clenched, Song Zu'an will know that there is a scary scene.

The first thing that caught the eye were two sculptures. Although the image of a bull's head and a horse's face was terrifying, fortunately, it could not move. The three of them passed smoothly.

Keep going.

A cemetery appeared.

There is a winding path in the middle of this tomb, the width of which can only be passed by turning sideways.

There is a newly painted coffin on each side.

Song Nuannuan took the lead, followed by Jiang Ye, and Song Zuan was last.

The three of them moved slowly sideways holding hands.

Jiang Ye's heart was beating extremely fast, and there was a buzzing in his ears, and he couldn't even hear the weird background music.

He just wanted to end it quickly, but he couldn't move his stiff legs flexibly.

……

Just halfway through the road, the coffin boards on both sides suddenly began to shake.

"Go!" Song Wenwen grabbed Jiang Ye's hand and began to trot.

However it was of no use.

The coffin board bounced with a bang, and then hit the ground heavily.

The ground trembled.

Crawling out of the coffin were a man and a woman in wedding clothes.

His face was painted as white as a wall, and two blushes that were so red as to drip blood were applied on his cheeks.

Eyes are also bleeding.

The mouth is black.

What the black mouth insulates is a stench from rotting internal organs.

The three fled in despair, and the men and women of Xifu chased after them relentlessly.

On the way to escape, Jiang couldn't help but look back.

The faces of a man and a woman are reflected in the pupils.

In just a few seconds, it took a lifetime to heal.

Song Zuan stopped in a low voice: "Don't look!"

The three bumped around like headless chickens, and ran into a room at random.

Quickly close the door to isolate the men and women in Xifu.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of knocking on the door lasted for a minute, and then calmed down.

"Huh..." Song Wennuan used his small hands to smooth himself out, and then put his hands on his hips habitually.

"Brother Jiang Ye, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Jiang also can't even say the words of being brave now.

His back was pressed against the wall, and his whole body slid down.

Relying on the fact that she is a child, Song Wennuan is not ashamed to do anything, she wraps a big hug around Jiang Ye.

He also rubbed his head against his shoulder.

Song Zu'an was left alone, he didn't know how to comfort him.