How to Build a Haunted House

In the end, Yang Shao was taken away by his father.

Father Yang is a somewhat serious middle-aged man, with the look of a superior who is used to giving orders between his brows.

As soon as he got the news of the accident, he hurried to school, leaving the mid-session meeting aside.Along the way, father of Yang kept running through all kinds of worst possibilities in his mind, even his hands on the steering wheel were shaking.

When he arrived at the gate of the school, he saw the big truck that had knocked over half of the street for the first time, and his vision went dark.

"You Ning! Little Spoon!"

"Old Yang?"

Father Yang almost sat down on the side of the road, he took a moment to realize that someone was calling him.

He looked up to see his wife coming out of the back of the truck intact, with her worried hand on his shoulder.

Father Yang almost couldn't help rubbing his eyes hard.

"Are you okay? What about... the little spoon?"

"Over there." Mother Yang pointed him in the direction.

She just stayed aside to thank the conscientious firefighters, and when she heard her husband's voice, she hurried over to have a look, lest there be any psychological problems in the husband's great joy and sorrow.

But although it was the firefighters who were grateful, Mother Yang had a seemingly inconceivable thought in her mind as to who should be credited for their rescue this time.

"Could it be that……"

Father Yang didn't know what his wife was thinking, he walked towards Yang Shao quickly, and was about to give his son a lost and regained hug when suddenly——

Among the scattered crowd, Yang Shao surrounded Chu Ci—

"God, really don't you want to sell me a few more?"

"Is a monthly subscription okay?"

"Or pay the postage to purchase?"

"Don't worry! Don't save me money, the worst thing my dad has in his life is money!"

Father Yang: "..."

Chu Ci: "..."

Chu Ci said indifferently: "Get out of the way, you are blocking me from picking up sanitary napkins."

·

Father Yang's loving heart was almost wiped out by his son's stupid money. Looking at his son who was holding a peace talisman in his hand and chirping in the distance, he was so embarrassing that he couldn't get angry.

"Sorry classmate."

After apologizing to Chu Ci, Father Yang picked up his lively son and stuffed it into the car——

"walk home!"

"What are you doing dad? Let go! Don't delay my relationship with Chuci!"

"To shut up!"

Chu Ci heaved a sigh of relief as the black commercial vehicle drove further and further away in sight.

He picked up the Tetaio brand sanitary napkin on the ground and stuffed it into a plastic bag.

It's not that Chu Ci's heart is as hard as iron, and he doesn't give the 50 yuan safety charm to his friends, it's because he doesn't confirm the side effects.

After all, it is "a lot of eggs", of course Yang Shao himself can't lay eggs, but if he uses too many safety symbols, Chu Ci is afraid that Yang Shao will wake up in the morning and the whole family's eggs will be under his ass.

Forget it, there are chickens in the cafeteria of Chuhua University. It would be even worse if Yang went to fight the hens for eggs in the middle of the night. With his skills, the whole school's hens might lose their jobs... …

"Anyway, that's it."

Carrying the shopping bag and walking towards the dormitory, Chu Ci recalled Father Yang's face.

Although, like Mother Yang and Yang Shao, there is a black mark between the eyebrows, which seems to be faintly ghostly, but the red light in Father Yang's seal hall faintly reveals a hint of gold, showing signs of the dark clouds clearing and the sun rising.

"It looks like meeting a nobleman is about to turn a bad luck into a good fortune." Chu Ci guessed.

"Then I won't interfere."

He made his decision logically.

After all, Chu Ci himself is just a poor, weak, small owner of a haunted house from the countryside, and he doesn't even own a haunted house.

"Yang Shao, Yang Shanghao..."

Before Father Yang left, Chu Ci saw the business card holder in his suit pocket, and his name was exposed on the top corner.

Feeling that the name sounded familiar, Chu Ci searched it in Qiandu.

Yesterday he also tried to search for Yang Shao's identity, but it may be that there are too many people with the same name and surname, and he couldn't find it, and it would be different if he added Yang's father's name.

"Yang Shanghao," Chu Ci said after reading out the search results in Qiandu Encyclopedia: "Vice Chairman and General Manager of Wanze Group... Chairman of the Board of Directors and Executive President of Zehua Real Estate... There are properties under its umbrella..."

Wanze Group is one of the largest real estate companies in China. Its subsidiary Zehua Real Estate is one of the top ten real estate companies in Huaguo. Recently, it is actively entering Chuhua City. These days, Chuci can see properties under Zehua everywhere in bus and subway stations. advertisment.

"No wonder……"

Just saying where he had seen it before, Chu Ci raised his head and glanced at the newly built stadium of Chuhua University.

Because the stadium was donated, the name and profile of the donor were specifically marked on the stone tablet at the entrance——

"Zehua Real Estate, Yang Shanghao..."

Even the name of the stadium has changed to "Chuhua Wanze Stadium."

So, it's no wonder that Yang Shao was so confident when he said "The school belongs to your family?", because the school really belongs to his family... at least a part of it.

Sighing at the magic of money-capable players, Chu Ci conveniently turned off the phone's website and put it in his pocket.

Therefore, he did not see a related news pop up at the bottom of the search page——

"Uninvestigated or is Yigao bold? Zehua Real Estate acquired a well-known murderous place in Chuhua City."

·

On the other side, in the commercial vehicle.

When Chu Ci got to know Yang Shao and his son, Yang's father also asked his son the reason for his abnormal behavior.

Yang Shao held the newly acquired peace talisman in the palm of his hand, as if holding it tightly would give him a sense of security.

"Really, it works!" He told his father Amway: "The moment the big truck hit, I heard a 'click', and the newly bought suitcase was broken."

"My eyes were dark at the time, and I thought that I wouldn't be smashed into slag together with the suitcase. As a result, my chest burned, and I felt something blocking the front, and then I was buried in the pile of bricks. I was a little confused, waste It took a long time to climb out of the bricks."

Yang's mother, protected by her son, did not face the impact of the truck, nor did she experience the feeling of wearing a safety amulet, so she just nodded and testified for her son.

Father Yang: "..."

He thought for a while, nodded and said, "It looks like the newly bought suitcase is of good quality and can withstand the impact of several tons of large trucks. I'll buy one for the whole family some other day."

"It's not dad, why don't you believe it?" Yang Shao was anxious about his father's materialistic worldview, and he said, "It's really a talisman! It's a talisman! It's a talisman!"

Just happened to encounter a red light, Father Yang stopped the car, and gave him a look of "what kind of nonsense are you talking about?": "When did you believe in these old feudalism like your grandfather?"

"I..." Yang Shao was in a hurry. He just wanted to say something to Yang's father that "existence is reasonable", "things have two sides", "you see, the Great God also promotes the core values ​​of socialism when there is nothing to do, and only when there is something to do." Tear off the vest to reveal the identity of the magic stick"...

Suddenly his throat felt a little uncomfortable, Yang Shao coughed: "It's a talisman... Coo coo..."

Father Yang: "..."

Mother Yang: "..."

Mother Yang pushed the stubborn Father Yang, handed his son a glass of water, and said, "What do you think of the little spoon?"

Father Yang was a little embarrassed by what his wife said, so he put aside what happened just now and changed the subject: "Your grandfather is going to visit a friend named Shen this weekend, and he asked you to go with him by name. You will wink at that time, don't make the elders angry, you know? ?”

Yang Shao: "..."

He neither took his mother's water nor responded to his father's words, but his eyes were empty and his mind wandered.

Then he stared at the peace amulet in his hand in horror.

The talisman seemed to heat up when it was gurgling just now.

Perhaps in response to the owner's thoughts, the peace talisman lying quietly in Yang Shao's palm became hot again, pretending to be a solar hand warmer.

Yang Shao: "Damn it!"

He collapsed: "What happened? Why do I want to squat on the ground and shout loudly???!!!"