How to Build a Haunted House

Chu Ci conveniently squeezed the remaining yin qi, about the size of a tennis ball, into a small rabbit, handed it to Shen Yan, and then asked the guide, "Speaking of which, what exactly does your organization do?"

Along the way, I heard that the wild ghosts have long organizations and short organizations, and it seems that ghosts are proud of being high-level cadres. Chu Ci had already had doubts in his heart, but it was only at this time that he asked.

He hit the point when he asked this question, and the guide raised his head and proudly said, "Friend, have you heard of Project 488 Midnight?"

Chu Ci: "...No."

"Our project is a secret strategy of the Three Realms secretly formulated by the Underworld and the Underworld in order to reduce the pressure of reincarnation and the burden on the ghost mouth. The purpose is to use this project to establish an office in Yangjian, promote cultural exchanges between the Yin and Yang realms, and realize the development of the Three Realms. The fourth pole."

Chu Ci: "...I don't think it's possible."

The guide was so excited, he didn't pay attention to what he said, and continued to beat himself up.

"Project 488 Midnight is a cradle for creating ghosts, a pilot project for cultivating civil servants in the underworld, a dark door opened to ordinary ghosts, and it is attracting thousands of aspiring ghosts to come to us."

"……I understand."

"The project is suitable for all ghosts, but not all ghosts are suitable for the project. If you don't understand this industry, even if you have been dead for many years, we will not recruit you no matter how experienced you are as a ghost.

"Need not."

"This is a whole new opportunity..."

"Quiet."

"An opportunity to create a future..."

"To shut up."

"A university without walls..."

"..."

"group……"

"Crack-"

Chu Ci spoke several times but failed to interrupt the guide's words. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, and punched the wall next to him.

"Crackling——"

The wall shook violently, and then cracked like a spider web, and soon extended to the entire wall.

When Chu Ci withdrew his hand, the broken bricks and cement fell to the ground and passed through the body of the guide.

Chu Ci said: "I told you to shut up, didn't you hear me?"

Guiding Ghost: "Oh~"

The eyeballs that were a little out of their sockets due to excitement finally turned back to their normal angles, and met Chu Ci's eyes, and the enthusiasm that the leading ghost had when he talked about "Project 488 Midnight" disappeared.It gradually recalled the fear of being dominated by the big killer 10 minutes ago, and it floated to the ceiling above it with its head in its arms, and became a ball.

Even so, Chu Ci was unwilling to let it go. He pointed to the brick wall that he punched, and asked the guide: "Is there a university without walls? Look for yourself, is there a wall?"

Guiding ghost: "Yes, yes..."

Chu Ci slammed his palm down, the crumbling wall couldn't support his strength, and half of it collapsed with a "crash".

The dust was flying, and the scene inside the house was displayed in front of everyone.

Chu Ci: "Very good, now there are no more."

The guide was so frightened that he almost turned into a black mist.

It bit its lips tightly, avoiding the professional term "Young man, do you know how King Yama got his first pot of gold?", and raised his head: "Ah!"

Chu Ci was saying: "I have the final say on whether there is a wall or not, but your 488 Midnight Project doesn't count."

In a blink of an eye, he saw the startled look of the leading ghost in front of him, and he asked the ghost, "What's the matter?"

"Hit it through." The guide almost cried, "This is the boss's room, and the manager's room is next door!"

"The boss may be inside...he is a ghost, super fierce! Let's run, the boss will beat us to death together!"

"...No, you guys were beaten to death by him. I can't die a second time, and I will probably be dismantled into chips for playing mahjong, huh huh~"

"very good."

Chu Ci ignored the crying of the guide and let him sit quietly aside.

With a "bang", he kicked down the wall next to him, then kicked the broken bricks and broken cement board aside, and stretched out his hand to Shen Yan: "Be careful."

Shen Yan pinched the Yin Qi Bunny that Chu Ci handed to him, and smiled slightly.

The two were about to enter the room when they suddenly heard a ghastly voice coming from inside——

"Why the hell are you so bold? Trespassing into the chairman's office?!"

"Chairman?"

"Yes, I am the top person in charge of the 488 Midnight Project, you can call me Director Zheng!"

"Hey, isn't the original chairman's surname Song?" The guide asked in a small voice.

"What do you know?" Zheng Dong was not angry and arrogant: "Song Dong has completed the task assigned to him by the underworld, and went to serve as King Yama's deputy. From now on, this place will be under my control..."

"Huh?" He raised his head from behind a broken table, sniffling suddenly: "The smell of a living person? A little familiar?"

When the dust cleared, Zheng Dong didn't pay attention to Chu Ci and Shen Yan who seemed to him to be Xiao Xiami, and his eyes were fixed on Yang's father's face.

"Heaven has a way, you don't go, 488 has no way, you come..."

"Sure enough, the young ones were chopped off, and the old ones came."

With a sound of "squeak", he knocked on the old-fashioned table, with a hideous smile on his pale face, and jokingly said, "Yang Shanghao, when are you going to perform the contract?"

The walls of the room have been pierced by Chu Ci, Zheng Dong's voice clearly resounded in the narrow and open space, but it seemed to be echoing in stereo.Every sound wave seems to be able to pass through the skin and muscles, vibrating coldly in the limbs and bones, making people willing to let go of all resistance.

Father Yang felt his heart tighten, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He himself came here to solve the matter of No. 488, so he naturally brought the signed land transfer contract with him, but the moment Father Yang picked up the briefcase, the black leather briefcase suddenly ignited spontaneously, shrouded in a mass of miserable green In the will-o'-the-wisp, a trembling shadow was reflected on Zheng Dong's pale face, making him extraordinarily gloomy.

As the briefcase burned to ashes, another contract gradually took shape in Zheng Dong's hands.

The difference from the previous one is that the contract in Zheng Dong's hand is written on yellow straw paper similar to paper money. On the bottom signature column, the column belonging to Yang's father has become bloody, and next to it is A distorted black ghost image tainted by ghost energy.

"Yang Shanghao, when are you going to perform the contract... When will you perform the contract... When will you perform... Perform..."

Father Yang's eyes became dazed amidst the ghost's voice, and his feet unconsciously walked towards Zheng Dong behind the desk. Chu Ci and Shen Yan, who had opened their eyes, could see that the yang energy in him was following the contract. Keep passing it on to Zheng Dong.

As time passed, Father Yang's footsteps became vain, and two deep dark circles appeared under his eyes, while Zheng Dong, who was originally pale and skinny, gradually became plump and more and more alive.

He pinched his arm and shook his head again, especially after digging hard at his lower half body, he finally couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and said with a complacent smile, "Dong Song is on top of my head." It’s been so many years, I can finally taste the taste of returning to the world.”

"Crayfish with beer, rice pudding with peanuts and melon seeds, barbecue hot pot with chicken, hahahahahahahaha!"

Sweeping his eyes over the other people who were gradually losing their minds, enveloped by the yin energy generated inside the haunted house No. 488, Chairman Zheng continued to laugh wildly triumphantly: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... I harvested the blood of nine living people in one night." Yangshou, even if a person's yang energy is drained and rewarded to those useless things, I still have eight months to live!"

"What is the 488 Midnight Project? I am not a brain-dead surnamed Song. I do pyramid schemes when I am alive. When I die, I don't make any money. After I die, I will continue to do pyramid schemes. What are you trying to do? Instead of occupying No. 488's yin It’s better to enjoy life as a rich person, spend it as you want, and then trick more rich people to come here..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"..."

Chu Ci gently hooked Shen Yan's palm with the hand holding Shen Yan.

"Do you understand?"

"It seems that part of the inside story is clear."

"Me too."

"That……"

"No wonder this Zheng Dong is so weak. It turns out that the ghost that occupied No. 488 before has been cleaned up by others."

Chu Ci felt a little regretful about being taken the first step by the mysterious man. He withdrew the dark energy that he deliberately let out to confuse Song Dong, and conveniently pinched Shen Yan a little baby, and stuffed it into his hand: "Wait for me."

Then Chu Ci clenched his fists and walked in front of Zheng Dong.

Zheng Dong was immersed in the joy of being able to be a man again, and he noticed his condition a moment later.

"Hey, is there another one who hasn't been stunned?"

He looked Chu Ci up and down with his naked eyes, and there was joy in his eyes: "Excellent, such a young and strong guy must have a lot of yang energy in his body, maybe I can be a living person for another week if I suck you dry."

"Little brother, if you have reached this point, don't struggle to your death. If you follow me, I can develop sustainably. I will only absorb a little yang energy every day, so that you can live for half a month longer. After death, you can directly ascend to Manager, you don't need to start as a salesman, how about..."

Although Zheng Dong said that he didn't want to do MLM, he was very honest physically, and his professional habits made him stare at Chuci and chatter endlessly.

"not so good."

Chu Ci smiled at him, then raised his fist, without fancy, with enough strength, he punched Zheng Dong's head.

"Ahhh!"

Mr. Zheng is a key member of the MLM Group. He has high positions both in life and after death. It is obvious that he has not had a real confrontation with anyone for a long time. He has not reacted yet, and it took a lot of effort to change back to his former appearance. His head was smashed into a big hole and sunk down.

And the yang energy he absorbed from Yang's father was returned again because of the master's unsustainable.

As soon as Father Yang opened his eyes, he saw Zheng Dong's face that looked like he was congenitally disabled. He couldn't help showing a terrified look in his eyes, and took a step back, with the sound of a chicken being strangled in his throat.

Seeing this, Chairman Zheng showed even more resentment on his flattened face.

His eyeballs rolled around, his bright red mouth wriggled, and he let out a cold voice: "I, Zheng Guanxi, have been working in the industry for so many years, and I have never suffered such a big loss. You don't want to toast or eat fine wine!"

Chu Ci raised his other arm as if he hadn't heard it. Although his fist was not as big as a bowl, Zheng Dong shrank his neck back in fear.

Immediately, he remembered his identity, slammed the table, and became angry——

"Since you don't want to cooperate with me, then obediently wait to be sucked dry!"

"Don't worry, I will bury your body under the foundation of No. 488 as the cornerstone for absorbing Yin Qi, and your soul will also stay in this room and be dismantled into chips for our fun, and you will never be reborn forever!"

Chu Ci: "Too much nonsense."

In his field of vision, Mr. Zheng pressed the dilapidated desk with one hand and pressed it hard. A gust of cold wind suddenly rolled up from the ground of No. 448, swept up along the stairs and the dilapidated wall outside, blowing the dilapidated window frame aside. Crashing and shaking.

With a cold smile, Zheng Dong tore his mouth open.

His two lips opened bigger and bigger, and finally swallowed the whole person into the mouth, turning into a huge vortex filled with black mist, making a ferocious laugh like a dilapidated bellows.

"go to hell!"

"I, Zheng Guanxi, have been at No. 448 for so many years, and no one has escaped the fate of being sucked dry by my trick!"

Chu Ci remained unmoved, and released his majestic spiritual power, which was pure and yin, colder than the mixed yin energy accumulated in the haunted house for many years.

He grabbed a ball of spiritual power, squeezed it into a little rabbit, and threw it into Zheng Dong's huge mouth.

He grabbed another ball of spiritual power, squeezed it into a little boy, and threw it into Zheng Dong's huge mouth.

Grab another group of spiritual power...

"..."

Shen Yan looked at the little fiancé who seemed to be playing a trap, and then squeezed the little rabbit and little boy in each hand, and looked at Zheng Huge Vortex Dong Dong with a somewhat unkind look.

He couldn't help pinching his fingers, and a cluster of orange-red flames popped out from his fingertips, burning the bunny's ball-like tail.

Shen Yan jumped in fright, quickly extinguished the fire, and looked down at the little rabbit with a bald tail...

Then he looked at Zheng Dong even more unkindly, as if he was looking at a piece of teppanyaki that committed suicide.