How to Build a Haunted House

As a good fiancé, Shen Yan didn't participate in Chu Ci's speech to the salesmen, but when he heard that he wanted to open a haunted house, he thought about it for a while.

From Chuci, he asked for the "Contract for the Transfer of Land at No. 4 Tuanjie Road, Longji District, Chuhua City" written on yellow paper, and walked to Mr. Yang and his father.

So many things happened in one night, although Father Yang and Mr. Yang experienced the whole process of the ghost of No. 488 from being arrogant to being beaten and then kneeling down to call the boss, but the whole process was like a dream. Still worried about whether his family's problems had been resolved, Shen Yan simply asked Uncle Huang to communicate with them.

Uncle Huang first apologized: "I have already investigated the cause and effect of student Yang Shao being taken to No. 488. It was a good deed done by my great-nephew who lives far away. Give me a week, and I will definitely bring Huang San'er to classmate Yang. If Yang wants to deep fry, he can fry it, and if he wants to fry it, he can stir fry it!"

As the parent at fault, Uncle Huang is sincere and sincere in his apology. It seems that as long as the Yang family says "I want braised in soy sauce", he can immediately boil water, shred ginger, and prepare pepper, cinnamon, star anise, and cloves in advance.

Father Yang and Mr. Yang naturally declined again and again.

Father Yang: "Mr. Huang is serious. It's just children fighting and fighting. It's no big deal."

Mr. Yang: "Yes, nothing happened to Xiaoshao anyway. Thanks to Mr. Shen and classmate Chu, he is still standing here, unscathed, even though he has had a facelift, he hasn't collapsed..."

Yang Shao had never suffered such a big loss since he was born. Seeing the two hypocritical adults who were still talking politely, he was slightly wronged and snorted from his nose.

When Uncle Huang saw this, he became more and more sure that his great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandson of his nephew had wronged other people's children, and he insisted on compensation.

Father Yang and Mr. Yang followed the principles of most Chinese heads of state, actively introspected and calmed things down: "Actually, Xiao Shao is also responsible for this matter..."

"You can't say that..."

"It was originally..."

The two sides pushed back and forth, pushing and pushing, Father Yang saw that Uncle Huang followed Mr. Shen to save his family, no matter what he couldn't do anything, he asked Mr. Shen.

"Mr. Shen, what do you think?"

Shen Yan was looking at Chu Ci on the opposite side in a daze, and didn't expect them to ask him for advice, so he pondered for a while——

"Huang San'er is 61 years old this year, and he is still a child to the Huang Daxian family, so..."

He nodded slightly under Yang Shao's disappointed gaze, and said lightly: "You can't let it go easily."

Father Yang: "..."

Mr. Yang: "..."

Except for Uncle Huang, who was not surprised, the two parents present did not expect the seemingly indifferent Mr. Shen to say such words, and immediately refreshed their understanding of him.

To say that the most excited person at the scene was Yang Shao, who was blowing rainbow farts to his benefactor while recalling in his mind how to cook weasel with green onions, braise weasel with oil, and eat one weasel three times.

Mr. Shen is really a good person. I don’t know who he came to Chuhua University to study with. With him as a parent, that mysterious classmate must have saved the Milky Way in his previous life!

Shen Yan didn't pay attention to student Yang's adoring eyes at all. In his heart, Yang Shao was Chu Ci's new friend and seemed to have a good relationship, so he just took care of him a little.

After resolving the dispute neatly, Shen Yan pointed to the "Contract on the Transfer of Land Plot No. 4, Tuanjie Road, Longji District, Chuhua City": "The next thing."

His gaze continued to follow Chu Ci.

"Okay," Uncle Huang was startled, and then explained to the Yang family: "About this land transfer contract..."

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"Farewell to Mr. Chu! Applause!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Chu Ci finished his first leadership lecture after taking office, let the ghosts of 488 stay quietly, and walked back from the right side of the corridor.

When he walked past the restraining talisman, he happened to hear Uncle Huang say: "So, in this contract, the rights and obligations belonging to Party B have been completely transferred to the ghost who took Song Dong away, and Party A's rights and obligations are still there. It belongs to Mr. Yang, and before Party B makes any statement, Mr. Yang's family is safe."

Father Yang frowned: "Can't we just terminate the contract?"

Uncle Huang pointed to the last clause of the contract——

"This contract can be terminated on the basis of mutual consent of both parties."

Father Yang: "..."

Of course, he is not as professional as Uncle Huang and Mr. Shen in matters involving the supernatural, but in the field of business, as a successful businessman, Father Yang still has his own way.

He remembered that what he signed at the time was the company's standard contract, with dispute resolution clauses attached at the back, so he "swipe and pull" to the end.

"..."

Father Yang's expression of seeing a ghost——

"I seem to remember that one of the company's dispute resolution clauses is 'If any dispute arises during the performance of this contract, both parties may file a lawsuit with the People's Court of Longji District, Chuhua City'?"

However, the contract in hand says "If any dispute arises during the performance of this contract, both parties may file a complaint with the ghost king of Longji District, Chuhua City or the superior ghost king."

Father Yang: "..."

It looked like he was possessed by a ghost when he signed the contract, literally.

Father Yang's eyes darkened, and his heart was filled with despair.

After signing a contract with an ordinary ghost A, if he wants to cancel the contract, he needs to find the elite ghost king B, or the world-class boss ghost king C. What kind of genius dispute resolution clause is this? !

With a glimmer of hope in his heart, he asked Shen Yan: "Mr. Shen, I don't know if the Ghost King, the supervisor of Longji District, will accept gifts. I can give him an annual VIP diamond card for the paper tie shop..."

Shen Yan: "..."

Uncle Huang explained to Father Yang that the ghost king is the name for the strongest ghost in a certain area.

"These ghosts generally determine their status by fighting each other. Affected by Yin Qi, the stronger the ghosts, the more confused their minds will be. So even if they are really willing to help solve the problem, the methods are relatively simple and rude."

"For example?" Father Yang asked.

"Put the two parties who have problems in the same room, PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, fighting each other, passionate duels, whoever lives longer will listen to whoever."

Father Yang's eyes darkened again. He heard Uncle Huang conclude, "This is the moderate ghost king", and couldn't help asking, "What about the ungentle ones?"

Uncle Huang spread his hands: "Put the two parties who have problems in one room, and swallow them both."

"So, problem solved."

Father Yang: "..."

Although he wanted to settle the contract matter once and for all, he didn't want to deliver food to the Ghost King, so he settled for the next best thing——

"Then... let's forget it. If I really encounter problems, I will ask Mr. Shen for help. I hope Mr. Shen can help..."

Chu Ci quietly listened to their discussion, moved his mouth, finally couldn't help it, and said embarrassedly: "Actually, there is another solution."

"???" Father Yang looked up.

Chu Ci said: "I just want to open a haunted house. I have been preparing for a long time, but there is no space. If you don't mind, can Uncle Yang transfer this haunted house to me?"

Father Yang struggled inwardly.

Chu Ci took the contract in his hand and looked through it carefully: "There is no article here that says that Party A and Party B are not allowed to transfer the contract privately."

"How about it?"

The sense of morality overcame the desire to survive, Father Yang reminded with difficulty: "Student Chu, Party B of the contract has not appeared until now, in case that ghost plots something wrong..."

Fingers touched the black ghost mark, which should be cold ghost air, but Chu Ci felt that his fingertips were warm.

He followed the feeling in his heart and said sincerely: "I think it is a ghost."

"Furthermore..." Seeing that Father Yang would continue to dissuade him, Chu Ci pulled Shen Yan over: "Even if I can't deal with that ghost, can Mr. Shen still be unable to deal with it?"

Under Yang Shao's shocked eyes that were about to pop out, Chu Ci raised his head and asked Shen Yan: "Is that right?"

"Correct."

"Then there is only one problem now," Chu Ci coughed lightly, and asked Father Yang: "My living expenses are not enough, can I pay in installments?"

"..."

Seeing Mr. Shen's unprincipled tolerance, Father Yang swallowed "You are still young, don't do things you regret".

He said in a complicated mood: "The living expenses are not enough, right? No problem, if classmate Chu is willing to take over Land No. 4, I can sponsor classmate Chu with 200 million living expenses..."

Chu Ci suspected that student Yang's father had been fooled by his collapsed scientific worldview. He took a look, and the original transfer price of No. 4 land was 1000 million.

"If a peace talisman sells for 50..."

The system drilled out of consciousness: "I did the math for the host. If I sell two talismans a day, the host may have to install it for 300 years."

"Come on! What if you survive?"

Chu Ci: "..."

Chu Ci didn't want to let No. 488 go, and he didn't want to take advantage of his classmate's father. He was in a dilemma, and the expression on his face was a little troubled.

Shen Yan looked down, feeling that the troubled expression on the face of the young fiancé was not at all suitable.

He glanced at Uncle Huang, and stretched out his hand to wipe the center of Chu Ci's brows to smooth out the wrinkles.

With the other hand, he took the bank card from Uncle Huang and placed it in Chu Ci's palm.

"Take it."

"This is?"

"Pocket money."

Chu Ci's heart was a little excited, and he was even more excited when he heard Brother Tianqing say that all the pocket money from the ten-year separation was put in it.

He said to the system: "Do I only need to install 290 years now?"

The system is envious.

But it's not over yet.

Shen Yan took one, two, three, and three cards from Uncle Huang, and handed them all to Chu Ci.

"The entrustment fee, mission fee, and the money left by grandpa are all in it."

Seeing Chuci open his mouth like a bumpkin, Shen Yan smiled, Yun Lang Fengqing: "It's enough to buy No. 488."

"Can I brush whatever I want?"

"Of course." Yang Shao nodded when he saw the aloof Mr. Shen: "It will be handed in sooner or later."

He couldn't help but recall in his mind the situation when his grandfather handed over his salary card to his grandmother, and his father handed over his salary card to his mother. He turned around and asked Old Man Yang and Father Yang who were standing there dumbfounded: "Is there something wrong?"

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