allonlinenovel Chapter 155 The Haunted House 16
Chapter 155 The Haunted House 16
Murong Xiangxun gently grasped Shen Ying's hand, tightening his grip slightly. His palm was cool to the touch, giving her a sense of security.
"Don't be afraid, it's all fake." His voice was deep and gentle, and it sounded particularly clear in the eerie environment.
Shen Ying was slightly taken aback; the dim green light seemed to shroud the surroundings in an eerie veil.
She looked up at Murong Xiangxun, and saw that his well-defined face appeared particularly cold and aloof in the dim green light. His high nose bridge and deep eyes were even more mysterious under the light.
Looking at Murong Xiangxun's face, Shen Ying suddenly found it somewhat amusing. There was a genuine ghost standing right beside her, yet she was afraid of these artificially created scenarios and characters.
She looked around. The walls were covered with all sorts of strange props, including deliberately distorted mannequins and models of ferocious beasts, which looked incredibly realistic under the lights. Creepy sounds emanated from the surroundings from time to time.
Shen Ying turned her gaze back to Murong Xiangxun. At this moment, Murong Xiangxun lowered his eyes slightly, his deep blue eyes like a tranquil deep sea, his gaze fixed on Shen Ying, his eyes full of gentleness.
As Shen Ying looked at him, a thought suddenly popped into her mind: it was quite novel for a real ghost like Murong Xiangxun to come and play in a haunted house.
As she thought about it, she couldn't help but chuckle softly. The faint sense of fear that had been lingering in her heart seemed to be completely dispelled by that laugh.
Suddenly, a piercing scream rang out in the dimly lit space without warning. The sharp sound pierced straight into everyone's ears, making their hearts tremble violently.
It turned out to be the couple walking ahead; the girl was terrified.
She buried her face deep in her boyfriend's arms, clutching his clothes tightly with both hands. Her whole body seemed to want to burrow into his, as she squeezed herself into his embrace. Her body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and she kept muttering things like "So scary, so scary."
Her boyfriend, who had vowed to protect her, also turned pale. Although he tried to remain calm and patted his girlfriend's back to comfort her, the fear in his eyes was impossible to hide.
Shen Ying leaned closer to Murong Xiangxun, lowered her voice, and said in a teasing tone, "Look, that guy seems even more scared than me." As she spoke, she glanced at the couple in front of them, a hint of suppressed amusement in her eyes.
At this moment, the man's legs were trembling slightly uncontrollably.
Shen Ying narrowed her eyes and continued to mutter under her breath, "I really don't know where he got the courage to say he would take his girlfriend to a haunted house. Now look what's happened, he probably regrets it to death."
As soon as Shen Ying moved closer to him, Murong Xiangxun naturally and proactively moved closer to her as well.
At this moment, the distance between the two became very close, so close that he could smell Shen Ying's unique scent, which seemed to have a magical power that made him intoxicated. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
Shen Ying was completely unaware that she and Murong Xiangxun were now so close they were almost touching.
Her attention was entirely focused on her surroundings.
Although I kept telling myself that these were all fake, I couldn't help but feel scared.
As Shen Ying and Murong Xiangxun walked through the haunted house, she realized that everyone who had come in with them had left, leaving only the two of them.
The dim light flickered on the walls of the haunted house, and the female ghost slowly emerged from the darkness without warning.
Her neck was long and thin, twisting and turning like a snake, covered with a layer of wet scales that shimmered eerily in the dim light.
Her head was tilted to one side, her eyes were blood red, and her gaze was filled with cold malice.
Her long black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, with water still dripping from the ends. The water fell to the ground and made a soft "drip-drip" sound.
Her mouth was wide open, revealing two rows of sharp fangs, and the sound coming from her mouth was sharp and shrill.
Her body was contorted, the veins on her arms bulging, and her ten fingers, like sharp claws, were waving incessantly, as if she were ready to pounce on the person in front of her at any moment.
Every movement carried a chilling, eerie aura that sent shivers down one's spine.
Shen Ying screamed in fright at the sudden scene, and her first reaction was to reach for the talisman in her pocket.
However, as soon as she put her hand into her pocket, Murong Xiangxun pulled her into a tight embrace.
Murong Xiangxun's voice came immediately, gentle and pleasant: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Shen Ying felt her heart pounding wildly, unable to tell whether she was frightened by the female ghost or embarrassed by Murong Xiangxun's intimate actions.
Murong Xiangxun slightly raised his eyes, his cold blue eyes looking coldly at the long-necked female ghost, his gaze seemingly carrying an irresistible intimidation.
The long-necked female ghost felt a little guilty after being stared at like that. She awkwardly touched her nose and then slunk away.
"It's gone." Murong Xiangxun's gentle voice rang softly in Shen Ying's ear once again.
Shen Ying snapped out of her daze and quickly took a step back, stepping out of Murong Xiangxun's embrace. A blush unconsciously rose on her face, spreading from her cheeks to her ears.
She coughed lightly, a little embarrassed, then took a deep breath, trying to sound calm, and said, "Oh my god, the ghost-making skills these days are amazing! They can make it so realistic and scary. I almost threw the talisman away just now. This scene was so frightening."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and patted her chest, then continued walking forward.
After Shen Ying and Murong Xiangxun continued walking forward, they found themselves in a secluded corner where they had been standing.
The chef ghost leaned closer to the female ghost beside him, his face full of helplessness, but his eyes also revealed a hint of schadenfreude. He lowered his voice and said, "You mean, it's one thing to suggest that the master bring the mistress to this haunted house, but why did you have to go out and scare the mistress for no reason?"
Didn't you see how the master treats her like a treasure, holding her in his palm for fear of dropping her, and keeping her in his mouth for fear of melting her? How dare you do this to her, to scare her like this? Be careful, the master will come after you and punish you..."
As the chef spoke, he pointed his finger in the air a few times, the meaning of which was self-evident.
The female ghost rolled her eyes at the chef ghost impatiently, thinking to herself with disdain, "What an idiot! Where are your eyes? Didn't you see the undisguised satisfaction in Master's eyes when he was holding the mistress? Humph, still worrying about nothing, saying that Master will blame you. Master is probably secretly happy. You're making a fuss over nothing."
Thinking about it, the female ghost rolled her eyes again, too lazy to pay any more attention to the chef ghost.