How to Build a Haunted House

The three present turned their heads together and saw a freshman wearing a T-shirt and shorts and a baseball cap on his head.

He rubbed his belly, waved his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a serious person, and I usually don't laugh, unless I see someone pretending to fail and I can't help it hahahahaha..."

Chu Ci: "..."

He blinked, and looked at the black t-shirt, whose left and right hands were obviously quilt bags produced by the same manufacturer, wondering if he had made a mistake.

Looking back at Auntie, Auntie also looked confused.

The only person present who couldn't hold back his face was the black t-shirt who was ridiculed as a failure to pretend. His face was almost darker than the t-shirt.

"Uninformed country bumpkin!" He scolded Chu Ci angrily, "How could I be so unlucky to meet you two purebred soil turtles?!"

Then he said to the boy who was laughing and cramping, "Why are you laughing? It's none of your business?!"

"What? Maybe you pretend not to let me laugh, this school is run by your family?" The boy glanced at him and sneered, "I, Young Master Yang, annoy you people the most in my life. I don't have two steel coins in my pocket. I'm still hard Pretend to be a rich second generation, and if you have a little money, you don’t know how much you are, our rich second generation’s reputation is ruined by a black sheep like you!"

"Did you see the garbage truck over there? What right do you have to look down on it? The people sitting on it are all your brothers and sisters. Go up and sing a happy reunion. If you sing well, the young master might just let go and let you go." Two bounties."

"you……"

The new classmate poked his heart with every word, with his own taunting power max, if someone else hits a damage +1, he can return a series of critical strikes that ignore defense, Chu Ci seems to be able to see the black T-shirt on the opposite side constantly popping out of the top of his head. Blood red blood red +100, +200, +300...

The black t-shirt was jammed, and the veins on his face were protruding.

He glanced forward anxiously, his breathing was rapid, his lips moved slightly, and his eyeballs seemed to be covered with a faint yellow cloud.

"Huh?" Chu Ci suddenly noticed a trace of familiar aura, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving him too late to distinguish.

On the opposite side, Young Master Yang finally said he was happy after having a good meal on the black t-shirt, so he took out a brand new large handbag from the suitcase he brought.

"Forget it, although I didn't sing happy reunion, but the young master is happy today, so it's charity."

"Well, here it is for you."

Chu Ci: "..."

He looked at the bag Young Master took out - the third one.

Three quilt bags printed with big Northeast flowers are put together, gaudy and exaggerated, and with a green leather train, you can cosplay the Spring Festival travel scene.

Young Master Yang took out his air conditioner from inside, and then threw the light empty bag to the black T-shirt, "Take it, and treat it as a mental damage fee, don't say I bullied you, Master!"

The black T-shirt subconsciously caught the bag, opened the back to look at the logo, and Chu Ci also turned to look at it.

The corner of Young Master Yang's mouth twitched, and he said, "Don't look at it, it's the real thing. I think the pattern is auspicious, so I bought it for a quilt."

Chu Ci thought about it, isn't this exactly the same as what Aunt Hu said?

So he boasted: "I have vision."

Yang Shao: "..."

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Unexpectedly, the black t-shirt did not make any more entanglements.

After confirming that the bag Yang Shao compensated him was indeed genuine, he stood there and gave the two of them a cold look, then walked into the dormitory building without looking back.

When passing by Chu Ci, Chu Ci heard a sinister voice in his ear: "What's so great about being rich? Heh..."

"Rich people...eyes above the top...no one good thing..."

"If you mess with... your head, you will be unlucky right away..."

"???"

The words in the front seemed to be heard with the ears, but the words in the back seemed to resonate directly in the bottom of my heart, fuzzy, far and near, so I couldn't hear clearly.

The strange feeling in Chu Ci's heart became stronger. He felt that the voice was similar to that of a black T-shirt, but it seemed to be mixed with some other accents, with this familiar dialect flavor.

"What is it?"

Chu Ci couldn't think of it for a while, he just wanted to open his eyes to see what was wrong with this classmate, when suddenly——

"Oh, who is that?"

Yang Shao called out behind him.

"Ah?" Chu Ci subconsciously turned around.

Spiritual power poured into Niwan Palace like flowing water, the sky eye was opened, and his eyes suddenly lit up, as if a layer of mist had been wiped away, he suddenly saw a ball of black "Qi" floating above Yang Shao's head, surging continuously, baring his teeth and claws, looking It looks like a scene from a horror movie.

Chu Ci's expression changed a bit.

This change did not escape Young Master Yang's eyes. He said in displeasure, "Hey, what's your attitude? I helped you out, okay? Is this the attitude towards the benefactor who saved you from the shadow of pretending to be a criminal?"

"..."

I think you can pretend better.

Before I could say what was in my heart, suddenly——

"careful!"

Chu Ci yanked Yang Shao violently, turned around to protect him behind him, and raised his arms.

"boom!"

Young Master Yang felt as if his arm was being pulled violently by an eight-ton tractor, and then there was a loud noise in his ears.When he came back to his senses, he saw a large branch with leaves smashed to the ground.The tree trunk was as thick as a thigh, smashing a hole in the ground. Chu Ci was standing by the hole, frowning and tearing off the twigs and leaves hanging from his clothes.

"...Thank you." No matter how dull he was, he knew that it was Chu Ci who saved him, so the life-saving relationship he boasted about before was instantly reversed, as if he had been slapped in the face on the spot.

Yang Shao felt a little embarrassed with such a thick skin.

He looked at the red marks on Chu Ci's arm, coughed lightly and said, "Are you okay? Do you need to go to the school hospital?"

"It's okay." Chu Ci had been beaten in the mountains since he was a child, and these minor injuries were not a big deal at all. He pulled off his collar and estimated that it would be fine in a few minutes, without even leaving a mark.

"Um……"

Auntie the cleaner has already left under Yang Shao's signal.

The black t-shirt left simply, and took away his own Balenciaga family and the one that Yang Shao paid for him, but Chuci's "Nuanyangyang brand Northeast quilt" was left where it was, and it was booming. The Northeast Big Flower basked in the red-hot sun above its head, and it was very miserable.

Chu Ci picked up the quilt bag conveniently, and said to Young Master Yang, "What about your air-conditioning quilt? How about putting it here?"

"That's fine, it's the same anyway."

With the help of Chu Ci, Young Master Yang put the quilt away, and couldn't help asking: "Umm...how did you know that the tree above your head would drop its branches just now? I was just below, but I didn't feel anything."

"This is..."

Is Chu Ci a person who can promote feudal superstition?

--no!He can only tell ghost stories!

With a smile, Chu Ci asked, "Do you know what kind of tree is above your head?"

"What tree?"

"Poplar tree."

Looking at the eye-shaped scars on the poplar tree, Chu Ci said: "There is an old saying in our hometown, no mulberry is planted in the front, no willows are planted in the back, and there is no ghost clapping in the middle. The ghost clapping his fingers is the poplar tree." .”

"Why?" Yang Shao was taken aback.

"Of course it's because ghosts tend to attract unclean things by clapping their hands," Chu Ci said in a serious manner. He pointed to the eyes on the poplar tree and said to Young Master Yang, "Look at these eyes, do they look like someone is staring at you?"

"..."

A gust of wind passed by, and the leaves made a rustling sound, Chuci said again: "If you listen to this sound again, does it sound like someone is clapping their hands?"

"........."

"Although there are only the two of us alive here, it's not necessarily the people watching the fun. Maybe the residents in the underground... No, the ghosts in the ghost community are watching from the tree trunks. After all, they have never seen Paris when they were alive. Family..."

What people are most afraid of is scaring themselves. Listening to Chuci's 3D ghost story, Yang Shao not only felt the clapping sound coming from his ears, but also giggling and whispering, and the eyes on the poplar tree also They are no longer standing still, but turn around and stare at me one by one. Dozens or hundreds of them are all looking in my direction.

In August, on a hot day, he was frightened into a cold sweat, and even had the urge to urinate in his bladder.

"Stop it!" Yang Shao shouted.

Chu Ci sighed: Oh, I can't help but be scared.

"Okay, I won't talk if I don't say it." He agreed eloquently, and gave the final blow: "Then go back to your original question. In fact, I was able to pull you away so coincidentally just because I saw There are two shadows behind you, one is taller and the other is short, the taller one has five, six, seven or eight arms, long and thin like tree branches, clapping hands, it doesn't seem to be yours..."

"But it's no wonder. Your surname is Yang, and it's also surnamed Yang. They are all a family. Maybe they want to have relatives with you? I just don't know why relatives have to get you down. They can come up by themselves, can't they... ..."

Yang Shao: "..."

His face was frozen, and he couldn't see anything, but Chu Ci heard a prompt sound in his mind: "Drip."

"50 points of fear emotion have been collected, and the system currently stores 262 points of fear."

"Please continue to work hard, host."

Chu Ci showed a satisfied smile.

The sound of system harvesting fear rang in my ears, like the joy of a good harvest.