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Chapter 89 The Funeral Hall

Near the haunted house maze.

Du Wang's electric scooter came to a quick stop.

The familiar ringing sound rang out; clearly, the demon was inside the labyrinth.

"Let's go."

He and Mumu exchanged a glance, then quickly walked to the entrance of the maze.

A long-haired mother pushing a stroller was shouting at the door, "Yingying! Lele! Come out quickly, we have to go."

She watched the crowd gradually leaving towards the gate in the distance, her expression anxious, her body involuntarily wanting to rush into the maze and pull her child out.

But the baby in the stroller waved its chubby arms, stopping her from doing so.

Du Wang quickly walked up to her and held up his identification.

"Officer, please help me!" The long-haired mother seemed to see a savior and quickly grabbed the young man's arm.

"Don't rush, tell me what's going on."

"My two children went into the maze just now. The staff said they would end the game if they couldn't find their way out within 10 minutes, but..."

"It's been 15 minutes already!" the long-haired mother said urgently.

Mumu asked, "Are there any other people inside?"

"No, I didn't see anyone else." The long-haired mother was so anxious that she hunched over.

"Okay, I understand. Let's go in now." Du Wang persuaded her, "You go out of the amusement park first, and we'll come find you after we bring the child out."

"Maybe I should wait here," the long-haired mother said, unwilling to leave.

The next second, she saw the familiar backs of two children running out with the crowd.

"Yingying, Lele!"

The long-haired mother hurriedly pushed the stroller out, no longer caring about the police.

After she left, Mumu asked curiously, "Did you cast an illusion?"

"This is the only way to get her to leave."

Du Wang turned to look at the haunted house maze. The building was only one story high, but it covered a large area, about half the size of a playground.

Outside the maze are thick concrete walls covered with graffiti of various ghosts and monsters.

Its entrance and exit are in the same place, with a ticket hall in the center.

However, the staff in the ticket hall were not there; they seemed to have already entered the maze to help the long-haired mother find her child.

"Let's go in separately," Du Wang said, giving Mu Mu a look that suggested, "I can see what's going on your end; that way it'll be more efficient."

"What if you get into danger?" Mumu touched her belt.

"I'll notify you on the channel if there's any danger. This isn't a ghost town, so it shouldn't interfere with electronic devices."

"it is good."

Du Wang walked towards the entrance first, while Mu Mu went in from the exit.

Shortly after the two figures disappeared at the doorway, Red Cannon appeared outside the maze.

"This space is still so cramped, just right." He sneered and chose to enter through the entrance.

Zheng Xiao is a ticket seller at the haunted house maze, but he doesn't work full-time; he's just a college student doing a summer job.

He was originally sitting in the ticket hall today, scrolling through short videos and enjoying the breeze from the fan, planning to happily wait until he got off work to get his money and go online.

For some unknown reason, an announcement suddenly came over the loudspeaker that the amusement park was closed, and security personnel persuaded all visitors to leave.

Zheng Xiao had been thinking he could leave work early, but unexpectedly a long-haired mother suddenly rushed over, saying that her two children were still in the maze.

Zheng Xiao checked the time and found that more than 10 minutes had passed, which did not match the scheduled release time.

So, hoping to get off work quickly, he entered the haunted house maze, intending to ask the staff to release the two children.

However, after entering the maze, he found himself lost as well.

"Zhou Li! Zhou Li!" he shouted twice, waving at the location of the surveillance camera in an attempt to get his colleagues in charge of the maze to see him.

But my colleague was like a dead man, unresponsive, and the entire maze remained unchanged.

"Damn it, did you fall asleep at work?" Zheng Xiao said speechlessly, quickly walking along the maze path.

The maze lights were covered with red paper, horror movie soundtracks played from the speakers, and the walls were covered with red brick patterns and spider webs, all in an attempt to create an eerie and mysterious atmosphere.

But Zheng Xiao felt that all of this was too fake.

"Splash!"

An old-fashioned skull suddenly fell from the ceiling, only to be pushed away by him.

"Who would be scared by this thing?"

Zheng Xiao made a comment.

He turned the corner and continued calling out, "Yingying, Lele, can you hear me!"

No one responded.

He could only continue forward and soon arrived at a new area.

The entire maze is divided into different decoration styles, such as the one in front of us, which is a funeral hall style.

The walls were covered with gray-white cloth, and white lanterns with the character "奠" (meaning "offering sacrifice") hung on both sides, casting a pale, flickering light that only illuminated a small part of the mourning hall.

Zheng Xiao sniffed and could still faintly smell a musty and burnt smell of wax.

"It looks pretty convincing."

He pursed his lips, casually brushed aside the string of paper money that resembled a curtain, and stepped inside.

"Yingying, Lele, are you here?"

Zheng Xiao called out, his gaze sweeping across the center, where a black lacquered wooden table sat, upon which were several plates of withered fruit.

The candle burned with a faint flame the size of a soybean.

Behind the offering table was a huge ancestral tablet shelf, piled high with wooden tablets.

At the very top hangs a black and white portrait of a young man with a bright smile on his face.

When Zheng Xiao saw the photo, he involuntarily shuddered, then angrily cursed, "Damn it, who posted my photo here?!"

"Zhou Li!"

He tried to wake his sleeping colleague, but the eerie background music was still playing from the speakers.

Zheng Xiao felt a strange chill in his body.

"Using my photo and not paying me? Fine." He picked up his phone, took a picture, and planned to ask his superiors for compensation after leaving the maze.

"Those two kids shouldn't be here." Zheng Xiao glanced around a few times, but didn't find anyone hiding, so he walked outside.

However, as he turned around, his toe suddenly kicked something.

Looking down, I saw it was a paper effigy of a young boy.

It tilted its head back, its face painted with two exaggerated red blushes, its lips turned up, but its eyes were dark and empty.

Zheng Xiao got goosebumps the moment the paper effigy glanced at him.

He quickly kicked the paper effigy away, and the paper figure made a rustling sound on the ground.

"Who is it that puts this thing in the doorway, blocking the way?"

Zheng Xiao dared not say that the haunted house was poorly made anymore. The arrangement of this mourning hall was obviously done with care. Even someone like him who was never afraid of watching horror movies felt a little uneasy.

He lifted the string of paper money and withdrew from the mourning hall.

But as soon as he took a step, he saw a paper effigy of a little girl kneeling on the ground, looking up at him with her dark, hollow eyes.

"Hold!"

Zheng Xiao was startled and kicked the paper effigy of the girl away.

"Bang." The girl tumbled several times on the ground, feeling heavy.

Zheng Xiao's body froze on the spot.

Because he sensed something was off.

"Wait a minute—I didn't see these two paper effigies when I came in."

"As soon as I came out, they blocked my way—"

Zheng Xiao involuntarily swallowed, suddenly feeling a bit hot all over, with a slight sweat on his forehead.

"Could someone be following me?"

He turned around and called out towards the dark corner, "Yingying, Lele! Stop fooling around, Mommy's waiting for you outside!"

The sound echoed back and forth a few times in the narrow corridor before disappearing.

Zheng Xiao's gaze shifted uncertainly before suddenly falling on the girl.

The feeling under my foot was really strange. It didn't feel like I kicked a paper doll; it felt more like I kicked something heavy.

That child, could he be hiding inside a paper doll?

Once the thought arose in his mind, Zheng Xiao could no longer suppress his curiosity and slowly walked towards the paper effigy of a child.