Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 274 Red Gate

Chapter 274: Chapter 274 Red Gate

"What are you doing?"

Ou Zheng asked with confusion in his heart.

"Finding the midpoint."

Bai Yanliang said without turning his head.

Just as Xu Zhifei had guessed.

And when Bai Yanliang revealed the significance of his current action, the three finally understood his intention.

Throw a bit to the left, and it’s the hand on the right wall reaching out.

Throw a bit to the right, and it’s the hand on the left wall reaching out.

Then... what about directly in the center?

At this moment, Bai Yanliang suddenly beckoned, and Xu Zhifei stepped forward to help him hold one end of the shoelace, pulling it completely straight.

Bai Yanliang held the other end, and the two of them measured the width of the corridor with the shoelace in front of them.

Next, Bai Yanliang folded the measured shoelace in half and made a mark at the midpoint.

This time, even the most foolish could understand his strategy.

When the marked shoelace is placed at the entrance of the corridor again, the center point of the corridor is found.

"Get ready."

Bai Yanliang glanced back at the three, especially at Ou Zheng who was still slumped on the ground.

Ou Zheng crawled up from the ground, drenched in sweat. The fear and desire to survive numbed his pain temporarily. He couldn’t believe it himself that he, who would normally scream and shout for half a day if he stubbed a toe, didn’t scream as exaggeratedly when his hand was severed at the wrist.

It must be said, humans are quite "pathetic" creatures.

Seeing the three were ready to dash forward, Bai Yanliang glanced at Xu Zhifei, nodded, and then threw the last small object to the midpoint of the shoelace, which aligned with the center of the corridor...

They moved!

Yang Xiaocan’s makeup box had just been thrown into the corridor, flying less than one or two meters, when the arms on the walls on both sides suddenly went into a frenzy!

This time, because Bai Yanliang had thrown it towards the middle point, the arms on both sides reached out simultaneously!

Bai Yanliang stared at them intently. This time, the arms stretched out from both sides of the wall simultaneously because they each believed this was their "responsibility."

Yet... to them, the arm stretching over from the opposite wall became an object that had to be destroyed!

A terrifying scene unfolded.

The arms on the left and right walls frantically clutched and tangled with each other, like individual entities indistinguishable from "friend or foe."

They attacked each other insanely. The gruesome and terrifying scene before them made Yang Xiaocan and the three others feel a grim sensation in their throats.

Immediately, they turned to look at Bai Yanliang as if he were a monster, but Bai Yanliang didn’t give them any time to marvel.

As these ghost hands tore at each other and pulled each other down from the walls, Bai Yanliang immediately launched himself, charging into the corridor!

The current corridor was littered with severed hands, colorful liquids everywhere, and a pungent bloody scent pervaded the air.

But in such moments, even the most timid Yang Xiaocan, upon seeing Bai Yanliang charging forward, followed suit.

The severed limbs and fluid stains on the ground were ignored by everyone. However, when they accidentally stepped on some severed hands and foul-smelling liquids, they couldn’t help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Bai Yanliang, rushing at the forefront, was the first to see the end of the corridor.

There was a door.

A red door.

No matter how you looked at it, this type of door shouldn’t appear in a gallery.

No... it should be said that this type of door should only exist in grand old houses of the past.

Painted in bright red, with two massive door rings hanging on it, it was the most typical ancient red gate.

A trace of unease quietly crept into Bai Yanliang’s heart.

This door... compared to everything seen earlier, gave him a completely different feeling.

To be honest, whether it was the corridor, the hall, or even the fierce ghost crawling on the ceiling, they didn’t give Bai Yanliang a peculiar feeling.

Even... not as intense as the Fog Gathering mission.

But once this door appeared, Bai Yanliang felt something was off.

He moved out of the corridor and stopped in front of the scarlet door.

Then Xu Zhifei followed, also sensing... a completely different atmosphere from before.

This door was too abrupt.

Soon, Yang Xiaocan, Ruan Jie, and Ou Zheng also arrived before the scarlet door.

Unlike Bai Yanliang and Xu Zhifei, when faced with this ominous door, the three of them showed no reaction.

It seemed that, to them, the arms on the walls earlier were more terrifying.

However... Bai Yanliang noticed Yang Xiaocan’s expression was a bit odd.

So he asked, "Have you seen this door?"

Yang Xiaocan was first taken aback, then carefully looked at this scarlet door, shook her head, then nodded and said:

"I... I can’t be sure... If this is that door, then it shouldn’t be here..."

As soon as Yang Xiaocan finished speaking, Ou Zheng seemed to have remembered something, a hint of shock appearing on his pale face, "Are you referring to the news from a month ago?"

"What news?" Bai Yanliang pressed further.

"A month ago, during the construction of underground rail transport in An City, an ancient tomb was accidentally unearthed." Ruan Jie explained, "At that time... a photo was feverishly shared on social media, and in that photo... this door seemed to appear."

Such a thing happened?

Bai Yanliang looked up at the ominous door. Could it be... what lies beyond is a tomb?

"That’s not right!" Ou Zheng suddenly shouted, "Wasn’t it a month ago... that this rouge gallery suddenly became famous?"

His words reminded Yang Xiaocan and Ruan Jie. The two girls thought about it, and their expressions changed.

"Could it be... that the underground of this rouge gallery is that tomb... Could it be that when it was accidentally disturbed during excavation, something happened to the gallery owner while having it built on the surface..."

Yang Xiaocan murmured softly, her face looking worse as she spoke.

Moreover, even though it sounds a bit far-fetched, if you think about it carefully, the possibility she mentioned is not low.

The owner of this gallery might have already been harmed by a ghost, which is why his gallery changed beyond recognition.

It wasn’t a ghost house at all; it was an underworld!

Those who came to visit and play, after they went back... were they really themselves?

Yang Xiaocan shivered, her skin erupted with goosebumps.

She suddenly remembered that the reason she came to this gallery with Ruan Jie was entirely because of a recommendation from a male friend.

But looking back now... both his expressions and body movements were indescribably strange and unfamiliar...

It was clear that Yang Xiaocan wasn’t the only one thinking this. Ou Zheng’s face turned as white as a sheet.

He was drawn here by a comment online, whose account avatar was completely dark, with nothing traceable in the ID, user info, or history.

It was as if it was a randomly appearing account.

Ou Zheng initially thought it was a marketing ploy for the ghost house, which he once praised, but now, thinking back.

He couldn’t help but shudder.