Chapter 228

I can only say that the land of America is truly a land of outstanding people.

after an hour.

The bus stopped at Robb's final destination.

At the same time, Johnson also raised his tone and solemnly introduced:

"The next stop for our broken souls! A downtown gem! The pride of Los Angeles! A sanctuary for all living creatures!"

"Welcome everyone to..."

“Murder House!!!”

Chapter 319 Chapter 319 Murder House

"Murder House!"

"Built in 1922 by Dr. Charles and his wife Nora. They have lived here with their son Thaddeus."

"The good times did not last long. Dr. Charles' career fell into a trough and he became addicted to powder and Frankenstein complex. Nora started a side job to make a living, introducing girls to come for abortions to make money."

"Until one day, the boyfriend of a woman who had an abortion found out about it. In anger, he kidnapped the doctor's son Thaddeus and dismembered him."

"Dr. Charles used someone else's heart to reassemble his son and resurrect him. Thaddeus became a monster who only eats meat and does not drink milk."

"Nora discovered the truth. In her grief, she shot Charles and then took her own life."

"Legend has it that Nora's ghost has been wandering in every corner of this house. Together with her beloved, mutilated child..."

Outside the rusty iron gate, Johnson, the tour guide on the Eternal Darkness Tour bus, held a microphone in one hand and pointed to the murder house on the left with the other, speaking in a low tone,

"Nora's suicide was just the beginning of bloodshed. After that, accidents happened to every family living in the murder house. It is said that no less than thirty bodies have been buried here. Among them are our journey into eternal darkness. An acquaintance. The lady who was involved in the bloody massacre of the Harmon family that happened here in 10 years."

"She was the owner of this house back then, and at the same time, like everyone here, she signed up to take the Eternal Darkness Tour bus and listened to my explanation of the history of the Murder House."

"What a pity! She didn't learn her lesson and moved out of here early."

Johnson sighed deeply, then looked at the time.

He raised his head and said: "Okay, the introduction to the infamous Murder House has been completed. Let us continue... Huh? Sir, what are you doing?"

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Johnson's face.

Just because he was in the last row of the bus, a passenger who had never spoken suddenly jumped out of the bus, dragged his suitcase and walked towards the murder house.

"You can't go in! Sir!" Johnov shouted subconsciously, as if he had said the same thing before.

The passenger, Robb, turned around and smiled slightly: "From today on, this is my home."

…

The bus left with the Eternal Dark Journey with people looking confused.

Robb turned around and looked at the large red and white Victorian-style villa in front of him.

Nothing can be seen inside.

But from the outside, it looks dilapidated.

Most of the green plants used as walls have decayed and withered.

The iron door leading in and out was stained with rust.

The word "For Sale" on the notice board nearby was even blurry and could not be read clearly.

Obviously, no living person has come to stay here for a long time.

Even though the house in front of you can be bought for only 200,000 compared to the surrounding house prices of more than two to three million, no one dares to move in.

The "combat exploits" of Murder House are really impressive.

If Robb wanted to, he could take over this hot lamb from the real estate agent at a lower price.

but.

Why spend money when you can get it for free?

Does anyone dare to go inside and drive him out?

Robb looked up at the vast villa in front of him, including the front yard and backyard. He curled his lips and waved his palm forward with curiosity and expectation.

Squeak~~

The originally closed iron door opened automatically, and a road covered with fallen leaves and moss came into view.

Dragging his suitcase and wearing a black slim-fitting suit, Robb strode in with a handsome figure, elegant and mysterious temperament.

His eyes swept across the flat land on the left and right, and he felt like he was standing on a mass grave. He shook his head and came to the gate.

Still reaching out and waving.

It's just that unlike the previous iron door, the villa door has not moved at all.

"Quite tempered."

Robb vaguely felt a force blocking him.

He wasn't surprised.

The horrifying place called the Murder House is a supernatural place, and can even be said to be the gate to hell.

The dignified Son of Hell was born from here, so it naturally has its own special features.

Robb stretched out his hand again, and the Overlord pressed harder as if he were drawing a bow.

This time there were no surprises.

Click.

The door of the villa is still open.

Pushing the door open, a scene that had only been in his memory appeared in reality.

Brown floor, colorful glass, handrail staircase at the end...

True Tiffany decoration.

It is different from the dirty environment outside that seems to have not been cleaned for decades.

After entering the house, Robb found that the place was much cleaner than expected, and it didn't look like it had been inhabited for a long time.

Also, although the people living here are not living people, they still hope that the place where they live is clean and tidy.

"This house... is really crowded!"

Even without turning on his spiritual vision, with Robb's current perception, he could still find that there were so many residents in this house that it was unreasonably crowded.

"Only more than thirty people died here? This is just what the outside world discovered. The number of people who actually died here is far more than that."

"In addition, this house is very strange. It can suppress part of my power."

After feeling it for a while, Robb commented with some surprise.

But that’s about it.

Except in hell.

You can travel anywhere in the world at will, even in supernatural places.

The sound of wheels rolling on the floor was heard.

Robb dragged his suitcase and started wandering around the famous murder house with great interest.

Boom...boom...boom...

Suddenly, another rolling sound sounded.

A small red ball rolled from the depths of the corridor and stopped at Robb's feet.

Robb, who was checking whether the kitchen could be used, didn't pay attention. He swept the red ball away with his right foot.

But it didn't take long.

Boom...boom...boom...

The red ball rolled over again.

This time, Robb finally looked.

But he didn't show confusion or fear like ordinary people.

He increased his strength, kicked the red ball far away, and said coldly:

"Go and play by yourself!"

The red ball seemed to be frightened, and there was no more rolling sound in the room.

After Robb checked the kitchen and found that everything was working, he was going to the second floor to see the bedroom he would live in next.

Just as he passed by the living room.

A baby cried suddenly.

Robb turned around and saw a middle-aged woman holding a child who seemed to have just appeared, humming a children's song tenderly:

"Don't cry, little baby. Mommy will buy you a bird. If the bird doesn't sing, daddy will buy you a diamond ring..."

The baby's cries gradually subsided.

At this time, the middle-aged woman noticed Robb and said embarrassedly:

"Sorry for disturbing you."

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Chapter 320 Chapter 320 Murdering the Residents in the House

"Sorry for disturbing you." The middle-aged woman noticed Robb and said embarrassedly.

Robb didn't pay attention. He looked carefully at the baby in the middle-aged woman's arms and said, "She is very lucky."

A baby who died just one second after birth has become an eternal existence because of this house. In a sense, it is a blessing for her parents and herself.

"Indeed, compared to the unfortunate people in this house, Jeffrey at least has not experienced suffering. I am Vivian Harmon, are you the new owner of this house?"

The middle-aged woman, Vivian, asked Robb out of curiosity after comforting her daughter Jeffrey.

Robb shrugged: "In a sense, yes."

A trace of worry flashed in Vivian's eyes: "You should have heard the legend of this house. Leave here before it's too late. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, like you and your daughter, you will be trapped here forever." Robb took over with a smile.

"You...how could you..." Vivian looked shocked, "Did you die here like us?"

"I'm not a revenant. It's just that I know a lot." Robb said lightly, "As the new owner of this house, I still like the excitement and don't mind if there are other guests in the house. Of course, if you can have more It’s great to do something that you can do.”

"Vivian, you know how to cook? I'll worry about the rest of the lunch."

Robb waved his hand and walked upstairs without waiting for Vivian's response.

Vivian looked at all this with a confused expression.

The amount of information came in too much at once, and she had not yet reacted.

…

Everyone who dies in the murder house within the iron gate will turn into a dead soul and stay here forever.

Because this land is special.

The people who died here remain completely alive, unlike other ghosts who have a ferocious appearance and twisted psychology.

They can choose to appear in front of ordinary people, or they can hide themselves. Even if they communicate with ordinary people, the latter will have no reaction.

In addition, due to the special nature of the Murder House, normal exorcism spells against ghosts will not work on them.

Even if they turned into entities and were killed.

It didn't take long for them to return to their original state.