How to Build a Haunted House

"Really?!" The hair on Huang San'er's tail stood up in a "swish", it was hard to believe that there are such people in the world who are willing to help wolves regardless of past suspicions.

"Of course it's true." Chu Ci smiled and drew a big cake for Huang San'er: "After all, you are also Uncle Huang's great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grand-nephew, so I will do a good deed that day."

He thought to himself: Anyway, I'm going to treat Brother Tianqing's illness later on. I don't know how effective the soul fragments will be. Wouldn't it be good to experiment with Huang San'er first?

Since Huang San'er secretly went to a plastic surgery hospital to learn techniques a few months ago, and was beaten into a disabled wolf without even being seen by the enemy, she has been running around and hiding with her body for the past few months. It takes no more than one-tenth of a month to return to the body, and it will be ejected as soon as it is possessed.It's obviously his own body, but it looks like a third party wearing a cuckold, which is not bad.

If he hadn't taken advantage of Yang Mingjian halfway and used his body to protect his soul, he might have died long ago.

Therefore, it is willing to grasp even if it is a straw.

Besides, the person that great-great-great-great-great-great-uncle likes can't be wrong!

Huang San'er was tearful, and changed his words on the spot: "Boss! You will be my real grandfather from now on!"

Chu Ci: "..."

He took his hand out from between the two paws of the weasel, and said indifferently, "You bark again?"

Huang San'er's two mung bean eyes caught a glimpse of Grandpa Zeng-Zeng-Zeng-Zeng-Grand-Grand-Grand-Zeng-Zeng-Great-Great-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand-Grand

Great-great-great-great-grandpa's grandson, is that great-great-great-great-grandpa?

Chu Ci: "..."

He said, "Call the boss! I'm only eighteen this year!"

Huang San'er obediently called out to the boss, looked at Chu Ci eagerly, and Mung Dou's small eyes were bright, obviously asking: When can we start?

Chu Ci glanced at Uncle Huang who was at the side.

Uncle Huang smiled: "I, my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandson, will be handed over to Young Master Chu."

The implication is that as long as you can't die playing, you can play casually.

So Chuci said: "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, so next weekend!"

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The military training at Chuhua University lasted for a month, during which time Chuci on No. 488 was handed over to Zheng Lian.

Zheng Lian was a small director of a design company before her death, and it was enough to manage this group of idle MLM ghosts in No. 488.

Because the locals in Chuhua City knew about the haunted house No. 488, Chuci found several local construction companies, and when they heard that No. 488 was going to be remodeled, they all rejected them quickly, for fear that it would have anything to do with the haunted house. After Chu Ci was the latest owner of No. 488, he still looked at him with sympathy mixed with pity, as if Chu Ci was about to die soon.

Chu Ci's eyes lit up, and he came up with an idea.

He said to Zheng Lian: "What do you think if we live broadcast the update process of No. 488?"

The well-known haunted house that killed many people was bought and transformed into a socialist haunted house. This topic is sensational enough to attract the attention of people who eat melons.

Zheng Lian: "Okay!"

She had also played Douyin, Weibo, and YouTube before, and immediately created an account for her haunted house.

When naming it, Zheng Lian asked: "Boss, what's the name of our socialist haunted house?"

Chu Ci thought for a while: "Let's call it 'Scared You Didn't Discuss'."

Zheng Lian nodded and entered the ID on the phone: Socialist Haunted House.

The introduction is: Scared you without discussing it!

The first video released by "Socialist Haunted House" is #带你进入楚华市488, it’s really not scary at all! #

The video was shot in the dark, the night was deep, and the corridor without a trace of light looked empty and frighteningly cold.

The camera shakes, and a pair of feet wearing red high-heeled shoes are faintly seen. The high-heeled shoes "click, click" on the stairs, emitting a silent and distant echo.

In this unbearable torture, the photographer finally went to the second floor of the haunted house.

She groped the wall, as if looking for something, and finally, her finger with red nails pressed the light switch.

"Clap" sound.

The lights in the audience's imagination did not turn on. Instead, the bright green will-o'-the-wisps gradually ignited in the corridor, one after another, until the end of the corridor.

In the eerie atmosphere rendered by will-o'-the-wisps, the high-heeled shoes once again "clicked, clicked" forward.

Suddenly, the phone seemed to be unsteady, and fell to the ground with a "snap".

A burst of dust was disturbed and rushed onto the camera. The camera passed through the green will-o'-the-wisp while falling, and suddenly saw the center of the will-o'-the-wisp.

A head hung on the wall, held by a pale hand that pierced through the wall. It seemed to notice the camera, green fluorescent flashes in its eyes, and a distorted and crazy smile opened its mouth.

With a sound of "click--", countless small cracks suddenly appeared on the lens, spreading to the edge of the screen, and the head at the center of the spider web-like crack smiled strangely, as if trying to struggle out of the black hole, pulling the viewer into it. Among the ghosts of Huangquan.

The screen quickly goes dark, and the video ends here.

……

Because of the big IP of "Chuhua City No. 488", this short video quickly became popular within a certain range.

After all, who was born and bred in Chuhua City, who didn’t hear his parents scare him when he was a child, “If you don’t obey me, I’ll throw you into No. 488 to feed the ghosts?”

Passers-by who were poisoned by No. 488 quickly forwarded the video to Moments——

"It's really not scary at all! I just squeezed my throat and screamed for about 3 minutes."

"I was born upstairs. My mother was sleeping in the next room. I thought the chickens from the neighbor's house had flown to the balcony."

"How did you make that prop? It's so realistic. At first glance, I thought it passed through the wall. What kind of haunted house can you open with this technology? Wouldn't it be good to save a domestic TV series that has broken to a new level?"

The video was widely circulated in the circle of friends, and even because of the explosion of the special effects, it was posted on several forums and discussion boards of the website, and finally some melon eaters who knew the inside story of No. 488 raised questions——

"Is this really No. 488 in Chuhua City? I don't know much about it. Don't you mean that the owner who bought No. 4 land will die suddenly within a month?"

"Hmm... Then, after watching the video, wouldn't we be able to brush shoulders with death?"

"The Emperor of Truth is here, answer upstairs, really, my cousin from far away told me that the new boss is a very handsome little brother, and he even asked his cousin's decoration team to renovate No. 488. Uncle refused."

"What? You actually had the heart to refuse the handsome little brother. If it was me... I would refuse too. After all, life is the most important thing."

"Agree upstairs, life is the most important thing."

"I advise you not to go to this haunted house to have fun without fear of death. Other haunted houses can still be said to be marketing. No. 488... I heard from the old man at home that there are really ghosts. It didn't work out either."

"If you say that upstairs, it's even more..."

"+1"

"Does anyone know when this haunted house will open? I want to go, but it doesn't seem to be mentioned in the video."

"It's the top iron upstairs, I admire it."

"Head iron +1, go upstairs all the way."

"Head iron +2, all the way well +1."

"+10086..."

……

The video posted by Zheng Lian quickly turned into regret for the handsome boss and anticipation for visiting the haunted house. The two were about four or six. If you don't have the guts to come, that's two words.

Zheng Lian didn't pay attention to these messages. She discussed with Chu Ci, and it will take a while to eliminate everyone's fear of No. 488, or let them turn pure fear into curiosity and excitement, so there is no rush.

Putting down the propaganda work temporarily, Zheng Lian continued to train (nue) practice (dai) the ghosts of No. 488.

"What happened just now? You couldn't even say a welcome speech neatly. What's the use of you? Which tourist would dare to come to the haunted house in the future?"

"When we are in the service industry, we must have the spirit of entertaining customers. Tourists are our parents, understand?!"

"Understood..." the ghosts said sparsely.

"I have applied with the boss. Whoever performs well today will be rewarded with ten crayfish!"

The voice in the haunted house suddenly became louder.

"Understood!!!" The voice was like thunder.

"Very well, do it again."

Zheng Lian picked up the phone, touched the camera that was accidentally broken with distress, and continued the unfinished shooting in the short video.

The camera shook, walked up the stairs, passed the corridor, passed through the bright green will-o'-the-wisps, and then saw the severed head hanging on the wall, held by pale arms, and then...

The head blinked, showing a distorted and crazy smile, opening its scarlet mouth, and singing loudly and full of emotion: "My haunted house is always open, waiting for you with open arms, buying a ticket will have a tacit understanding, you will fall in love with this place... ..."

"We are customers no matter how far or near, please don't be polite, we made an appointment to scare you, we are together..."

"488 welcomes you and leaves you with fear, every ghost in the unknown is full of murderous intent...

"Welcome to 488. Anyone who has a dream is great, and there will be miracles if you have courage!"

The sound pierced through the darkness, passing through floating will-o'-the-wisps one after another, and finally turned into an eerie chorus.

It is obviously a song full of energy, but because the singer is a real ghost, the voice has an appeal that can penetrate into the bone marrow and evoke people's most fearful imagination. I just want to cover my ears and keep screaming, and run wildly.

Zheng Lian said with satisfaction: "This is called ghost crying and wolf howling..."

Chu Ci took the mobile phone and made a video call with her at Shen Yan's house, watching the training results during this period of time.

Hearing Zheng Lian's words, he denied, "No."

"There's ghost crying, howling wolves... Soon, it's real."

After all, weasels are wolves too.