How to Build a Haunted House

The ghost king did what he said, and he really supported him, sitting next to Chu Ci, staring at him intently.

Facing the curious eyes around him, Chu Ci raised the air defense alarm in his heart.

But career is the most important thing.

He couldn't let the good floating haunted house be ruined by the ghost king's whim.

So Chu Ci took a deep breath, pretending that his actions were normal: "Next!"

The couple who had been waiting in line for a long time came over with tickets and glanced at the ghost king: "Him?"

Chuci showed his acting skills all his life, and sighed: "Oh, he can't do anything about congenital heart disease, let him take it easy."

The young couple understands in seconds.

They looked at the ghost king's slightly pale skin with sympathy.

"After queuing for so long, I could get in right away, but the boss blocked the door because of a heart attack. It's so miserable."

"Can't you help him realize his wish? How about the two of us take him in together? My girlfriend is from the medical school."

Chu Ci was ruthless, always saying: "No, thank you."

I'm afraid that you will be frightened by his appearance of eating ghosts later.

"Ugh."

The young couple regretfully took the ticket and went in. Chu Ci promised them: "Enjoy the visit, and I will take good care of him."

……

He turned his head and saw the Ghost King looking at him with a smile in his dark eyes.

"Take good care of me?"

"..."

Chu Ci was a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know why, subconsciously, he always felt that the ghost king in front of him was very familiar, so he reached under the table, took out a pack of toffee, peeled off the wrapper and stuffed it into the ghost king's mouth.

Ghost King: "Very sweet."

Chu Ci: "Ahem!"

He was a little disturbed by those smiling eyes. He didn't know if his "very sweet" had any other meaning, so he half joked and half warned: "If you eat my candy, you can't eat it." Eat my ghost!"

The toffee twirled around on the tip of his tongue, and the Ghost King smiled and said, "Okay, another one."

·

In the end, this ghost king who was idle and had nothing to do actually sat next to Chu Ci all afternoon, and even helped him sell tickets for a while, Chu Ci couldn't believe it.

When it was ten o'clock in the evening, he checked the sky and prepared to close the stall.

After hesitating for a moment, he still said to the ghost king, "What are you going to eat tonight?"

His eyes drifted to the small building a few meters away with the eerie air.

Chu Ci: "No! You promised me!!!"

"Don't eat your ghost."

"..."

"real."

Chu Ci thought about it, and just in case, he said, "Then I'll treat you to the skewers outside West Street. Today's turnover is not bad."

"Okay." Be kind.

Chu Ci asked the employees to stay to carry the table, pack things, and clean the floor, and by the way, signaled them to hurry up and slip away after cleaning up, and don't stay here for the buffet, while he himself stood shoulder to shoulder with the King of Ghosts.

One of the two was dressed in black, and the other was wearing a white T-shirt today, one black and one white, and there was a strange sense of harmony under the moonlight.

"The skewers at the second store on West Street are the best. What would you like to eat?"

"Mutton, beef tendon, and bean curd tripe."

"Where are you drinking?"

"Mandarin duck milk tea with half sugar and no ice."

"..."

Chu Ci simply suspected that he was a roundworm in his stomach, otherwise how could he have the same hobbies as himself, even clear about such trivial things as drinking milk tea without ice?

·

Treating the Ghost King to a meal, Chu Ci thought that everything was over after the hospitality was thoughtful.From then on, one person and one ghost are two intersecting straight lines, and it is difficult to meet each other again.

After all, he has such a ghostly aura, and he knows that he is a big shot somewhere, with countless graves under his command, how could he come to Chuhua University every day to accompany him to open a haunted house?

However, contrary to his expectation, early the next morning, the ghost king came again.

He stood at the door of the small building and waited for Chu Ci.

Chu Ci held an egg pancake in his hand, and saw the King of Ghosts, dressed in black, standing unrestrainedly outside the corridor, raising his hand on the fortune talisman he had drawn, as if he was imitating it.

All he felt was a headache.

"I'll give it to you if you like it." Chu Ci showed a polite smile, wanting to send this big trouble away as soon as possible.

"No need." Ghost King reached out to take another egg pancake in his hand, and said something meaningful: "It's not time yet, let's stick it for a while."

"???"

Before Chuci could figure it out, he opened the plastic bag and took a bite: "Well, the eggs are good, no intestines added."

Chu Ci: "........."

Brother, I'm sorry for you.

This is the omelette he brought to Sun Chao. Sun Chao doesn't like adding sausages.

The ghost king saw two people standing here eating breakfast indecently, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Whoosh—", an old desk and two small benches flew out from the corridor.

With a flick of his sleeves, the dust on the old desks and small benches disappeared and were clean.

Ghost King said: "Sit."

He sat on the bench, ate the whole omelet in a gentle manner, and then said to Chu Ci: "Add sausage tomorrow."

Chu Ci: "........."

No, will you come tomorrow?

You are a ghost king with great strength, ghostly aura, countless graves, and tens of thousands of little ghosts. Why do you have to come here to grab an egg pancake without sausages from me? ? ? ! ! !

·

Chu Ci was very angry, but he didn't say anything, because after all, he couldn't fight.

He thought angrily, if you continue like this tomorrow I will call brother Tianqing here!

The opening time soon ushered in, and the two sat behind the table just like yesterday.

On the second day of the opening of the carnival, there were more people queuing up at the Magic House than before. After all, the countless fake Amway in the circle of friends had fully ignited the curiosity of the students of Chuhua University, and these curiosity transformed into a surge of traffic. It has become more false Amway, and the false Amway has brought a new wave of curiosity...

A virtuous circle.

The queue at the entrance of the small building stretched for hundreds of meters, twisted and twisted, and almost reached the outside of the small forest.

Chu Ci found that without the ghost king to help sell tickets, he might really be too busy today, so he seemed not so angry.

At Chu Ci's suggestion, the King of Ghosts beside him changed his black gown into a black T-shirt and jeans. He looked like a college student who came to work, not conspicuous at all.

He skillfully sold out a stack of tickets, and seeing that it was almost noon, he turned his head and asked Chu Ci, "What's for lunch?"

Chu Ci peeled off a toffee and handed it over.

The Ghost King bit the candy into his mouth, chewed it with a "crack", and raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

Before he set his eyes on his employees, Chu Ci said, "Work hard, I'll treat you to the cafeteria later!"

"alright."

So at noon, Sun Chao, who was asked by Chu Ci to help, brought two egg pancakes with sausage from the cafeteria.

Ghost King: "..."

"Hurry up and eat." Chu Ci rolled up a roll of grilled sausage, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"..."

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Next to them, the 488 employees who were in charge of maintaining law and order wished they could shrink themselves into the size of sesame seeds.

However, the pair of dark eyes stared at him for a while, and finally moved away.

Then, mouthful after mouthful, the King of Ghosts ate the whole egg-filled biscuit.

Chu Ci peeled another candy for him, and shunned the hair: "Thank you for your hard work, I will treat you to roasted kidneys tonight!"

……

不知为何，今天鬼屋员工的效率格外高，凡是从里面跑出来的顾客无一不是啊啊啊啊、形容凄惨、泪流成河。

Chu Ci was a little strange: "Why are they so dedicated today?"

But dedication is a good thing.

So, as night fell, he looked at the large ticket money received in Alipay, and waved his hand generously: "Go, I invite you to have supper, order whatever you want."

Men's friendship was cultivated during masturbation. Chu Ci felt that his taste was highly consistent with that of the King of Ghosts, and he had a very pleasant meal.

In addition, he also peeled the crayfish for himself, which was fast and complete, so when they parted, Chu Ci had let go of part of his guard, thinking that if he continued like this for a long time, he could make friends with the King of Ghosts.

"Are you coming tomorrow?" He asked the ghost king when he was leaving.

The man had returned to his original attire, wearing a black robe, and nodded at him standing in the shadow of the plane tree.

"Then I'll bring you an egg pancake." Chu Ci said.

There seemed to be a hint of a smile in the black eyes, the man nodded again, and the figure gradually turned into a thick yin, and disappeared into the air.

But the pedestrians around didn't notice it, and seemed to ignore this corner.

"If I have time, I'll introduce someone to you." Chu Ci added another sentence, remembering that Brother Tianqing said that he might come to Chuhua University to see tomorrow.

It's good to let Brother Tianqing and Ghost King get to know each other, we are all people (ghosts) who live in the metaphysics world, if we make friends, there will be people in the underworld (yang world) who can handle things easily.

"I don't know if I heard it?"

When I looked at the past again, the ghostly aura with a unique aura had completely disappeared.

Chu Ci paused in place, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to the owner of the barbecue stall, "Take two servings of crayfish, one spicy and one garlic."

Take it back to reward the employees who have worked hard for two days.

·

Chu Ci walked back to the school with the takeaway, but instead of entering the dormitory, he turned around and walked towards an empty classroom.

This was arranged by the school association for science and technology to put props for him. In the past few days, several employees stayed here every night.

"How to do how to do?"

When Chu Ci walked in with the crayfish, the employees were playing mahjong, and one of three was missing.

"Four tubes!"

The ghost who was in charge of hiding in the mirror to scare the tourists said, "Should we tell the boss about this?"

"Er Tiao." The other ghost said: "How to tell? What if he finds out and eats us?"

"White board." There was another card on the table.

"No way, I think the boss has a good relationship with him, maybe I can persuade him not to be so cruel?"

"But it's also possible that we were packaged and given to him as takeaway?"

"No, it can't be...the birds are all hidden?"

"Who said no?"

"Tomorrow is the last day of the carnival. Is my ghost life going to end here? It's not bad to think about it."

"Die in college in this life, study hard in the next life, and don't do pyramid schemes."

"If we are eaten by him, we will have no next life, right?"

In the classroom of more than ten square meters, there are gusts of wind and nonsense, and the leaves outside the window are rattled, casting messy shadows on the curtains.

Suddenly, there was a loud "boom", and everything was quiet.

The ghosts collected their hands together and looked at the mahjong table under them in horror.

The mahjong table is like a huge magnet, sucking all the mahjong towards the center of the table. The mahjong tiles that were originally piled up in the Great Wall collide with each other, making a crisp "pop" sound, just like lighting firecrackers in a classroom.

"What's wrong manager?"

The three ghosts asked about the mahjong table.

The mahjong tiles settled down in a swirl shape, and then scattered like heavenly maidens, forming two large characters in full view.

"To shut up!"

Then the second line of big characters was formed.

"The boss is here!"

"..."

The three ghosts playing mahjong turned their heads stiffly as if they had heard some terrible ghost story.

Chu Ci stood at the door, holding two boxes of bright red crayfish in his hand, and looked at them with a smile.

"Come on, tell me, who is 'he'?"

"If you don't say anything, I will eat you."