How to Build a Haunted House

Chu Ci checked the package, made sure there was nothing bad about it, and brought a paper cutter over.

"Chi la la—"

The sharp blade cut through the carton, poked downward, and seemed to sink into something soft.

"..."

Feeling an inexplicable irritability in his heart, Chu Ci put down the paper cutter, ripped off the rest of the tape with his fingers, and opened the carton.

Inside was a white envelope with the word "Dian" written on it, and a flesh-colored ball, the size of a golf ball.

"What is this?" Liang Hongzhen opened the envelope and took out a letter.

He put the letter down, picked up the ball subconsciously, and shook it.

"Dingling bell——" Something moved inside and made a pleasant sound. It turned out to be a bell.

"what!"

The moment the bell rang, Xiao Yunlan suddenly covered his head, his body swelled, and his arm hit the black counter with a "bang".

"Mom!" Liang Hongzhen was shocked, and immediately put down the bell.

However, Xiao Yunlan was extremely fast, turned into a blood shadow, directly knocked over the counter, and rushed towards him, his fingers were sharp, and he couldn't help popping out his nails.

"careful!"

Chu Ci raised his hand subconsciously, and the yin energy in the haunted house wrapped around Xiao Yunlan's body like an arm.

"Ah!!" She let out a scream, and quickly tore off the restraints, looking at Chu Ci with bloody eyes.

Suddenly there was a cold snort from outside the door.

With a sound of "boom", the door bounced open, and a black shadow rolled in from outside the door, holding Xiao Yunlan down with ice-cold palms, and nailing her to the overturned counter.

The ghost king was covered with a shadow, and whispered in her ear: "If there is another time, I will kill you."

The cold and ghostly air was transmitted from the place where the palms touched to Xiao Yunlan's body, and the tearing pain invaded her mind, but unexpectedly calmed her down.

"I see."

She bit her lower lip, her face pale.

The Ghost King sneered and let go.

He caught the bell that rolled down from the table before Chu Ci reached out, shook his head and said, "Don't touch it, it's dirty."

"This is……"

A highly corrosive ghost aura emanated from the ghost king's palm, turning the bell into a puff of black smoke in the blink of an eye.

The frowning stench of corpses wafted through the room along with the black smoke.

The ghost king seemed to raise his brows, glanced at Shen Yan in the room who did not stop him, and twitched his fingers: "It's made of human skin, it's a big deal."

Before the words fell, there were two "ding dong", and two snow-white finger bones fell from the dissipated black smoke.

Judging by the size, these bones do not seem to come from adults, but more like they were taken from children about ten years old.

Shen Yan frowned, orange-red flames flew out from his shoulders, and burned quietly on his finger bones for a few seconds.

A thin snake-like black thread drilled out of the bone seam under the burning of the sun fire, making a strange scream, "Zhizhi" twisted a few times, and turned into ashes.

Two faint white fireflies floated from the finger bones, circled around Shen Yan, paused on the ghost king's shoulder, and then flew out of the door and disappeared into the sky.

The ghost king sneered, recalling Chu Ci's thoughts, he said to Shen Yan provocatively: "Master Shen Tian is really compassionate."

The words "compassion for heaven and earth and humanity" are pronounced with emphasis, which doesn't sound like a good word.

Chu Ci had a bit of a headache, he didn't know how the Ghost King's attribute of pinching Shen Yan came from, he just felt that he was caught between the two, like a poor husband in a struggle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Chu Ci changed the subject: "Ghost King, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you."

"How do you know I'm in 488?"

Looking at Chu Ci's wrist, his cold fingertips landed on the black bracelet.

As soon as the ghost king opened his mouth, before he could speak, Shen Yan pulled Chu Ci back and said calmly, "It's just the smell."

"Who do you call a dog?!" The ghost king was furious.

Shen Yan didn't even look at him, but lowered his eyes, confirming something from his previous performance.

"Stay away from him, he has no brains and will be contagious." He said to Chu Ci.

"Who do you think has no brains?!" The ghostly air was overflowing, and the room was blown by a gloomy wind, blowing dust and dancing wildly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the table and the stool crawled behind the black curtain with one leg holding their head. Everyone present had to stand up and watch the Ghost King condescendingly pinch Shen Yan's collar, as if he was about to fight.

Shen Yan calmly calmed down the dispute with one sentence.

He said, "Do you have any?"

"..."

Unexpectedly, the ghost king thought about the meaning of the words, let go of his hand, and the irritability on his body visibly calmed down.

He crossed his arms and sized Shen Yan up.

"You saw it... that's right."

Lowering his head, he clung to Shen Yan's ear, lowered his voice, and his words entered Shen Yan's ears like a snake.

"Tianhun, I don't have a brain, do you have a heart?"

"You don't even know how to love, and you're just a poor self-deceived worm."

"..."

Seeing Shen Yan's gaze sinking, as if he had been poked into a sore spot, the Ghost King's mockery became even more serious.

"How, was I right?"

"Speaking of which, Tianhun, I've always wanted to ask, you don't have feelings and desires, do you get hard in the morning?"

"Tsk tsk, how can you give Xiao Ci happiness like this, why don't you let me..."

"Have you finished?" Shen Yan's fingertips sparkled, and he calmly pushed away the ghost king who was performing hard.

"Are you jealous?" he asked.

"Jealous? Me!" The ghost king suddenly opened his eyes wide, watching Shen Yan grab Chu Ci's shoulders and kiss the corner of his lips.

"Huh?" A look of surprise appeared in Chu Ci's eyes.

He looked around, and the base of his ear was light red, but he didn't push Shen Yan away.

Turning his eyes to the ghost king again, Shen Yan said, "Sure enough, I have no brains."

"..."

The ghost king was furious when Shen Yan repeatedly questioned his IQ. He slapped the table and waved his sleeves before realizing that the table had been hidden behind the curtains.

Seeing the symbols on the carton, the ghost king became even more angry. He said, "I%...&(...￥## an old bastard!"

Out of his mouth burst out a series of irritable curses that no one could understand.

Chu Ci was taken aback.

Shen Yan: "Don't pay attention to him, his enemies are looking for him."

"Is my enemy your enemy?" Ghost King sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the courier box shattered into pieces in the air.

Back to the topic, the King of Ghosts let go of his jealous thoughts and calmed down.

He asked, "What did you do?"

"..."

Seeing that Shen Yan was unwilling to answer directly, the ghost king snorted and said, "Okay, no matter what you did, let me tell you, I have already absorbed that thing, so he will focus on Chuhua City."

Seeing that Shen Yan frowned, the Ghost King raised his head happily: "He should send someone to test it soon, but that old guy is very afraid of death, and he won't leave until he understands who is deliberately targeting him. From his own lair."

"Take care of Xiao Ci." Looking at Shen Yan, he warned with dark eyes: "You don't need to worry about other things."

"I will never die with the old man. Since he didn't die 20 years ago, he is doomed to be crushed by me!"

……

"goodbye!"

The arrival was as fast as the departure, and the black shadow swept away from the door with great fanfare, leaving only a string of unclear words.

And a few ghosts lying in the shadows trembling.

"This is……"

The black shadow that had been scraped tens of meters away slammed on the brakes, and the voice condensed into a line, falling into Chu Ci's ears.

He said: "I almost forgot, this is my new younger brother, he is too weak, can you pick it up and use it?"

Chu Ci: "..."

He and a drowned ghost, two burned ghosts, and a hanged ghost looked at each other.

The ghosts understood their situation and swarmed up, hugging Chu Ci's thigh.

"Owner."

"Boss."

"Lord."

"Call the boss!"

"Boss, what are you going to do when the king leaves us to you? Occupy the house as king? Curse the tourists? Or float into their dreams in the middle of the night to lure them to commit suicide?"

Chu Ci: "..."

Ten minutes later, the new ghosts crouched in a corner under the eaves, crying bitterly, each holding a simulated stump.

Chu Ci patted their heads: "Eat well."

As for the employees who were squatting here, they have been promoted. They put on hideous makeup, stood in the haunted house, and looked down at the group of new ghosts.

"fool!"

"Weak chicken!"

"Dare to propose a crime in front of our boss?"

"Oh, you deserve to be beaten!"

·

On the first day of business, Chuci asked Xiao Yunlan to calculate the turnover.

"Well, a total of 4 waves of tourists have been received, with a total of 17 people and an income of 3196 yuan." Xiao Yunlan pushed the calculator.

"For the first day, it's not bad." Chu Ci thought for a while.

After all, they are doing business without capital.

"It's just that there are a little less soul fragments." After summing up with the haunted house system, he said.

"Let's promote it more in school later."

However, before Chuci took the initiative to publicize, a new post appeared on the supernatural version of a dating forum with many young people in Chuhua City.

"Personal Measurement of No. 488 in Chuhua City"

1L: Last Thursday, the host and a few friends went to the newly opened haunted house at No. 488, Chuhua City. The following will evaluate the haunted house from the perspectives of atmosphere, plot, props, and staff...

2L: Wait, landlord, first you need to prove that you are still alive?

3L: Heh, just kidding, of course I can sit here and type

4L: What the hell, where is the landlord?Landlord, come back quickly!

……

24L: Just kidding, the host just went to pick up the courier.The only thing I can remind you about this haunted house is to buy a ticket for the lady at the front desk and let her go in with you, otherwise you will be scared to death by the ghosts inside. [The lady at the front desk candidly shoot.jpg]

25L: Big beauty, listen to the landlord, 188 yuan is not a loss!

26L: Imagine boldly, if you were frightened in a haunted house, would Miss Sister lie on my shoulder and cry? Hehehe?

27L: Amway.

28L: I have bought tickets online, is there anyone who wants to go together tomorrow?

……

144L: The host comes out, I promise I won't beat you to death!

……

After opening for a few days, Chuci looked at the rising sales and sighed to Shen Yan: "I never expected that the first batch of loyal tourists attracted by our haunted house were neither for the name of the haunted house nor for the sake of the haunted house. The horror atmosphere played by a real ghost, but the beauty of a female ghost..."

This is indeed an era of looking at faces.

He couldn't help but want to call out Lian Congyun and Zheng Lian together and set up a haunted house 101.

·

Chu Ci originally thought that this state of relying on face business would last for a long time, and had already made a plan to gradually gain word of mouth, but he did not expect that an accident would make "Scare You No Discussion" become popular much earlier.

It all started with Jiang Xiaoying, the host I met at the freshman carnival of Chuhua University.