My House of Horrors - Chapter 742

Chapter 742






Qu Changlin had worked at Nightmare Academy for three years, and he had never expected such a day to ever come . The face was only a few centimeters away from him, and he could see every detail on it clearly, including the corner of the lips that was curved upward, the stubbles that needed a quick shave, and the eyes that were radiating iciness no matter where they looked .

"My boss wants to meet you . " The man's lips opened and closed . It looked like he was speaking, but Qu Changlin did not think that he could hear anything . Perhaps the nerves responsible for auditory stimuli had stopped working, or perhaps his whole brain had gone into shut down .

This was no longer that important . It did not even cross Qu Changlin's mind to understand why there was someone hanging behind him . His heart returned to normal after two seconds . Blood rushed to his brain instantly, and as he regained control of his body, Qu Changlin reacted the way most normal people would .

"Who's there‽" His voice shook . Qu Changlin rammed into the door before him, and the thin mirror was pushed open . He wished to run out, but the door of the fourth cubicle was locked by someone .

Trapped inside the cramped space, Qu Changlin leaned against the door of the cubicle . His eyes were glued to the secret room where he had been hiding earlier . There was nothing inside the narrow space . Qu Changlin had his hands on his chest, certain that he had seen someone there earlier . His head had been dangling downward, and he had been hanging behind him!

"Where did he go?" The scene from earlier had become an emotional scar in Qu Changlin's heart . If he did not get to the bottom of this, he believed that he would never have the courage to stay inside any dark, small spaces again .

The air-conditioning in the Haunted House blew . The temperature was very low, but sweat kept pouring down Qu Changlin's forehead .

The cubicle door is closed, so the visitor should still be here .





Misery loved company . Just as Qu Changlin was contemplating this serious question, there suddenly came a knock from the cubicle door behind him .

The banging on the door was like a note from hell . It held a unique rhythm, and the constant knocking felt like it landed on Qu Changlin's heart . He wanted to move, but his legs refused to listen to his orders . They turned into noodles and failed to support his body anymore . The man slid down the wall .

An extra person somehow appeared in the secret room . He wished to run out, but the cubicle door would not open . Qu Changlin realized that he was trapped in a corner . He stomped on the ground as he struggled to stand up .

If it is the visitor who is knocking on the cubicle door, then who was the person that I encountered inside the secret room?

Qu Changlin leaned heavily against the cubicle door . He reached into his pocket, attempting to find his phone and report the situation to his boss . However, just as he started to dial the number, before he even had the chance to say anything, he heard a completely unfamiliar voice . "It's useless even if you try to hide . He will follow you home, hiding inside your shadow, leaning in from your window, lying in wait underneath your bed . "


The voice came from outside the cubicle, from the person who had been knocking constantly on the door . The man did not purposely use a scary voice to scare Qu Changlin . Rather, the man's voice was level, like he was merely describing the truth .

Qu Changlin clamped his hands over his lips . The call was already connected, but he did not dare to speak . He could see a cold gaze looking at him, but he did not dare turn back, did not dare move a muscle; it was as if his whole body was frozen .





What should I do now?

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Chen Ge was leaning over the wall of the fifth cubicle . He looked down at Qu Changlin, who was curled into a ball on the ground, and his eyes were burning with admiration .

He can stay inside this toilet with a horrible stench for so long even without wearing a mask . Professional etiquette aside, his professional skill is at least eighty marks .

With one hand on the wall, Chen Ge's other hand was holding the mannequin that dangled from the ceiling, and he shook it constantly . The knocking sound that Qu Changlin had heard was actually the sound of the mannequin's head banging against the door .

The sound of a head banging against the door was naturally different from when one used one's hands . Without the man knowing about it, Chen Ge was conducting a simple test on Qu Changlin .

Good ability, very professional . The only thing left is his personality and morality .

When Chen Ge was contemplating that question, Ol' Zhou silently materialized behind him . He was holding a thick notebook about human anatomy .





"What's this?" As Chen Ge flipped through the notebook, he found that it was filled with pages of hand-drawn mannequin blueprints . They ranged from various styles and models .

"According to the clues, there is a spare red table lamp in the haunted house . I found this notebook underneath that lamp . It doesn't seem like he wants people to see this . " Ol' Zhou had spent quite a bit of time with Chen Ge, so he knew his boss very well and would sometimes prove to be quite astute and caring .

Hearing Ol' Zhou's words, the image of Qu Changlin in a ghost outfit hiding inside the toilet where visitors would rarely enter appeared in Chen Ge's mind . Out of boredom, he used the light from the table lamp and studied the profession of mannequin making .

The front part of the notebook was mostly hand drawn designs by Qu Changlin himself, but the latter part felt more like his diary .

"1st September, the number of visitors coming to the Haunted House continues to drop . I can hear people walk past the door, but no one comes in . Sad .

"3rd September, I've updated the mannequin in the toilet . I only need to spend an extra fifty RMB on each mannequin, and they will bring a realistic feeling to the visitors! I'm sure everyone will be impressed!Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www . webnovel . com for visiting .

"4th September, the cold drizzle washed out my face . Boss didn't agree with my update idea . Oh well, the Haunted House is not doing so well—this is not his fault .

"15th September, a visitor finally wandered into the toilet today! Let me think, how shall I scare him‽ Ha ha ha ha!

"30th September, Xiao Die said that she wishes to focus on her career at the moment and has no time for a relationship . I will need to work harder so that I can support her in the future .

"15th October, why do they always say that I'm a boring person? I've done so many things that I didn't like so that I won't stand out anymore, but how come they still see me as a strange guy?

"30th October, so Xiao Die already has a crush .

"1st November, a new month has begun . I swear to become a more interesting person that can get well with others . Yes, you can do it!"

There were many other similar short entries . Each one of them sounded optimistic, but Chen Ge could sense the melancholy behind it . He put down the notebook, and his eyes wandered to the words on the walls of the fifth cubicle .

Unlike the Third Sick Hall, the scenario was decorated by their corresponding workers . Qu Changlin was responsible for the toilet, so the words on the walls should have been handwritten by the man .

The ghost story in the toilet was about a boy by the name of Xiao Lin . He was hated by everyone due to his prankster nature . In the end, everyone decided to gang up against him .

It was a simple story, but it reflected Qu Changlin's life . The Xiao Lin in the story should be talking about him .

"Not all fish stay in the same ocean, so why push for things against nature?" Chen Ge thought about it and decided to stop messing with Qu Changlin . He called Ol' Zhou to return to the comic, and he pulled open the door of the fourth cubicle .