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The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

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My House of Horrors

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The sound coming from the laptop was not loud, but everyone could hear him clearly. Everyone turned to look at Fei Youliang, who was collapsed on the floor with foam on his lips, and their expressions were mixed. The middle-aged man sensed the crowd opinion shifting, so he quickly fast-forwarded.

One or two minutes later, an image finally appeared on screen. Zhu Jianing and Fei Youliang had officially entered the Haunted House. The visitors outside were curious about the interior design; some even pushed forward, attempting to see the hidden traps and layout.

The Mu Yang High School scenario was built underground, so it was very quiet. The recorder picked up the pair's conversation clearly, including how they discussed posting the guide online and hiring a 50-cent army to swamp the Haunted House with bad reviews.

"So, these people are here to purposely create trouble?"

"We almost believed them earlier."

Mu Yang High School's Hidden Mission!