Chapter 641

If Xia zetao could come here with Mu Tingfeng today, and hear this conversation between them, and see this scene, he would surely twitch his lips and look up at the sky with a sigh. Sure enough, the IQ of people who are in love will drop to a negative number, and the smell of love is going to kill the dog!

Unfortunately, Secretary Xia was banned today. He could only stay at home with his pets, so the victims of the tragedy became the onlookers.

Those girls who had some beautiful ideas about Mu Tingfeng, after they were blinded by them, resolutely gave up self abuse, put away their thoughts and ran away.

All the people in the way left, and the two with their own aura of love began to walk again until they came to a familiar place. This time, the one who stopped was Mu Tingfeng

Zhao Fulin is looking around curiously, looking for a more interesting amusement facility. Suddenly, she feels that she has a heavy hand. She turns her head in doubt and finds Mu Tingfeng staring at a direction not far away.

Zhao Fulin twisted her eyebrows and looked in the direction Mu Tingfeng was looking at. She was looking up at a piaotou. She could see some strange characters on it, ghost house.

Zhao Fulin

"Cough... You want to play this again?" Zhao Fulin spent a lot of effort to ask out this sentence.

Mu Tingfeng stares at the door full of strange breath, like thinking of something, twinkled his eyes, and nodded his head.

Zhao Fulin: "how much does this guy like haunted house! Well, forget it. Since you like it, just go in again. Anyway, today is also a date. People are the same everywhere.

Zhao Fulin's lips hooked. She took the initiative to take Mu Tingfeng's hand and said in a low voice, "go in."

Mu Tingfeng's eyes stopped for a moment on Zhao Fulin's hand, and nodded happily.

The so-called haunted house is nothing more than the use of ordinary people's inner fear, and then through the rendering of the scene and background music, plus a little exaggeration of the makeup of the actor to create a terrible illusion, which makes people feel cold and fear unconsciously.

From the moment they stepped into the haunted house, their hands were tight. Strange and sometimes touching, sometimes sharp background music poured into their ears like ghosts from all directions, which made them have no resistance.

The dim light sprinkled on the corridor of the cave, like the moonlight at night, covered the earth with a layer of hazy halo like gauze. The black shadow on both sides of the cave from time to time made the atmosphere dignified to the extreme. Zhao Fulin clearly felt Mu Tingfeng holding his hand, with a layer of sweat in his palm.

If you look up at the side faces of the people around you, you will still have a paralyzed face with no expression and no emotion. This guy is not as calm as he looks on the surface.

For some reason, Zhao Fulin felt that she was afraid, but she pretended to be a meaningless Mu Tingfeng. She had an unspeakable contrast.

Cough, sure enough, I've been staying with this guy for a long time, and I'm not quite normal. This is a ghost aesthetic. It's estimated that I will be regarded as a pervert!

Zhao Fulin was struggling with herself when she heard a scream. They were caught off guard. They both trembled and reflexively went along. Then she saw a woman with hair on her head and blood on her face coming towards them.

Even though they knew they were all fake, the visual effect surprised two people and subconsciously stepped back.

The most terrible thing is that at this time, there seems to be a small accident in the ghost house tunnel. Originally, the wattage is not very high, so that the light that even looks at the road is laborious suddenly clicks and goes out.

Suddenly into the dark, Rao is Zhao Fulin can't help shaking, but soon she felt that she was a strong force into a warm and familiar embrace.

The uneasiness and agitation in her heart subsided strangely. Zhao took a deep breath and was about to open her mouth when she suddenly found something difficult.

The body of the person holding himself tightly seems to be shaking slightly. The shaking range is very small, so it is not particularly obvious.

If Zhao Fulin is not close to each other at the moment, maybe she will not find out at all. Unfortunately, there is no if!

Zhao Fulin was stunned. She only felt that the situation was inexplicably familiar. After almost ten seconds of thinking, Zhao Fulin remembered where she had ever encountered such a situation.

At that time, Zhao Fuxi wanted to kill her. She made a move in her elevator and trapped her and Mu Tingfeng in the elevator. At that time, Mu Tingfeng was just like now

"It's OK. It's OK. I'm here. It'll be OK." Mu Tingfeng's low voice came from his ears. I don't know whether he was talking to Zhao Fulin or to himself.

Zhao Fulin's eyes, not only did not relax because of Mu Tingfeng's words, but more nervous.

Damn, how could she forget that this guy seems to be afraid of the dark!

When the world is in the dark, what is the most frightening thing? It's silence.

Because in that case, even if you know that you are holding someone in your hand and arms, you will still feel fear in the face of unknown silence, as if you are alone in the world.

Zhao Fulin keenly felt that Mu Tingfeng's shaking range was getting bigger and bigger. She knew that she could not wait to die like this any more. She bit her lip and said, "ting... Ting Feng, let me ask you a question."

Mu Tingfeng did not expect that Zhao Fulin would suddenly open his mouth. After a pause, he said, "what's the problem?"

"Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

"Before I met you, I didn't believe it. After meeting you, I believe in you

This, on the contrary, Zhao Fulin was stunned, pursed her lips, and asked in a low voice: "do you think ghosts are terrible?"

Mu Tingfeng is silent again, half a day just stuffy voice returned a: "you want to listen to truth or want to listen to falsehood."

"..." can this guy be more straightforward?

Zhao Fulin mouth a draw, at the top of Heibu Longdong's head turned a white eye, dry back sentence: "do you think?"

Mu Tingfeng was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "to be honest, ghosts... Are really a little terrible. But just a little, just a little. "

"..." don't you think you're trying to make it clear?