Chapter 11 (2/2)

Before the crowd could say anything, the uncle already got likes and replies from his social circle.

Xiao Li from Human Resources responded, “Brother Zhang, you’re scared of even the common rat but you dared to visit a Haunted House today? My man, nice job!”

“This means that the Haunted House isn’t that scary if Ol’ Zhang dares to visit it (wicked grin),” replied Wang Da You.

“Dinner is served, come home soon!!!” Ol’ Ball and Chain’s response was relatively off-topic.

Precious Daughter, Wang Jing, laughed. “LOL, Dad, we’re all very familiar with the type of courage you have, so stop with the hapless struggle.”

The balding uncle didn’t mind the comments but replied with a mischievous smile, “Feel free to visit this place on your own. Since you all claim to be braver than I am, I’m sure none of you will be afraid to take up this challenge, right?”

This series of actions had stunned the crowd.

“Uncle, how cunning you are! To prove that you’re not a scaredy-cat, you’re entrapping your very own wife and daughter…” The man who had broken his phone stood beside the uncle and saw the whole process. Then, he rushed toward Chen Ge and demanded, “Give me a ticket as well!”

Chen Ge had no explanation to this development, but since he was operating a business, he could not say no to his customers. After passing the young man his ticket, he saw the young man operate his broken phone to snap a picture and upload it onto Instagram with the caption, “God, what did I do? I realize I’m easily scared, who can come to hold my hands as we challenge this Haunted House together‽”

Reading through the many comments that appeared under his photo, the young man had a devilish smile on his face.

“Give me one ticket too.”

“Me too!”

“Fifty percent off, you say? Then give me two!”

There was no visitor inside the Haunted House, but the tickets in Chen Ge’s hands quickly disappeared. In just a few minutes, about half the stack was gone. The crowd slowly dispersed, and Chen Ge started to happily count the day’s earning.

“Boss, the tickets we sold this morning are more than the total tickets we have sold in the whole month.” Xu Wan squatted down beside Chen Ge, and the excitement in her eyes could not be suppressed.

“We merely got lucky today, to make sure we have a constant stream of visitors, we have to improve on our content first.” Chen Ge placed the cash inside his pocket and turned to head back inside the Haunted House. It was then that he realized, his ‘victims’ of the day, Gao Ru Xue and He San, still hadn’t left the scene.

“Are you two feeling any better?” Chen Ge walked toward them with an offering of mineral water. After all, they were crucial to him having such good sales that day.

“Yes, thank you, and sorry for the trouble,” He San, who sat on the steps, uttered awkwardly.

Beside him, the color still had not returned to Gao Ru Xue’s face yet. Her gaze wandered between Chen Ge and Xu Wan before she said, “I have two questions I want to ask, may I?”

“Sure.” Chen Ge nodded readily.

“Number one, inside the West House, I swore I saw this girl’s face in the mirror, so how could she suddenly appear behind me?” Gao Ru Xue intended to get to the bottom of the truth. She had a hard time coming to terms with that fact that she had been so scared that she cried.

“You think that’s a normal mirror, but it’s actually not. It’s actually a triangular pillar with mirrors on each side, but the two other sides are normally hidden behind the wall. It can be moved with a slight push. The exit to the Minghun scenario is actually behind the mirror. Regarding the woman you saw in the mirror, it was merely a picture that was pasted at particular angle. Using lighting effects, the other mirror, and optical illusions, it creates the illusion that you’re looking at a real person. Xiao Wan was actually hiding behind the mirror. The sound of footsteps you heard was merely a sound effect.”

Gao Ru Xue nodded after listening to Chen Ge’s explanation. “Alright, the second question.”

She pointed at Xu Wan. “This lady is obviously alive, but how come, looking at her, I have this feeling that I’m looking at a dead body?”