How to Build a Haunted House

A few days after the live broadcast ended, Chu Ci became the hands-off shopkeeper, but according to Zheng Lian, the number of daily tourists received by No. 488 has reached a new level compared to before.

"Many of them came from other places after watching the live broadcast, and some of them were second and third brushes, vowing to clear all floors without screaming."

"I think boss, if you live broadcast a few more times, more people will come to us."

Chu Ci: "..."

He looked at the photo sent by Zheng Lian, used his fingers as a scale, and calculated the crowd waiting in line. He felt that it was at least tens of meters long.

"If we continue to do live broadcasts, the expansion of the themed haunted house is imminent..."

"Forget it, keep working hard." Puffing himself up, Chu Ci told Zheng Lian: "You ask the front desk to record the customer list, and for customers who have re-booked more than three times in a week, use a tactful tone to inform them to come back next month. "

"Put up another slogan, just say...'Moderate fright to exercise courage, indulging in horror damages the kidneys'."

Zheng Lian: "..."

She thought of something, but she wasn't sure, so she asked, "Is this an anti-addiction system?"

Chu Ci slapped his hands: "Yes!"

"From today, we are the first haunted house in the world with an anti-addiction system!"

Zheng Lian was in a trance, and almost passed Lian Congyun when she went to contact the printing shop to make a slogan.

Lian Congyun: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Lian muttered to herself: "I never imagined that I didn't enter the world's top [-] when I was alive, but after I died, I became the general manager of the world's first haunted house with a grading system. I suddenly felt that I was a bit extraordinary."

Lian Congyun: "..."

"Wake up," she gently patted her companion on the shoulder: "It's not yet dawn, what are you daydreaming about?"

·

After getting the news from Lian Congyun, Chu Ci was a little excited. He asked the haunted house system: "How many soul fragments do we have now?"

System: "1024 slices."

It added: "A perfect integer."

Chu Ci: "...It's time to continue treating brother Tianqing."

During this period of time, Chu Ci continued to treat Shen Yan's soul with the soul fragments collected from the haunted house, and achieved good results. At least half of the cracks on the Tianhun had been healed visible to the naked eye.

After the last treatment, Shen Yan asked Chu Ci if he could use this method to treat other people.

"It can be... But you must first ensure your curative effect. Who is it? Is that person trustworthy?"

Shen Yan thought for a moment: "It's credible... Forget it, let's wait for his rabies to recover first."

Chu Ci: "???"

……

There was no class early the next morning, so Chu Ci rushed to No. 488 to visit tourists.

At 08:30 in the early morning light, the haunted house had just opened, and the people waiting outside had already formed a long line and even turned a corner.

The employees who gnawed their arms and thighs squatted at the door, staring at the tourists in line with sinister eyes from time to time, making sure that they can get the best experience even if they don’t enter the haunted house.

In the sky, the King of Ghosts let the crows he caught from his own graveyard fly over, making a "quack" sound. Because of scavenging, the crow's eyes were reddened by the light, and it looked a little sinister.

Suddenly, the crows perched on the ruined wall spread their black wings, turned their heads, and looked in the same direction.

"ah--"

The call caught the attention of the tourists, who followed the crow's gaze.

"what is that?"

A group of black clouds rolls in from the distant sky, sometimes gathers and sometimes disperses, and the edge floats like water waves, and a buzzing noise can be heard when approaching.

The tourist closest to Heiyun pressed his forehead and frowned: "Strange, why do you suddenly feel a headache?"

The noise hits the ear, like a sharp cone is suddenly inserted into the brain, and it keeps spinning. There is a short blank in the mind of the tourist, and a white light seems to flash in front of his eyes.

"Wang!"

Huang San'er, who was lazily lying at the door of the haunted house, suddenly stood up, holding a big stick bone in his front paws, his mung bean eyes were fixed on the direction of the black cloud, and his tail was tucked between his buttocks.

Feeling the thick yin in the air, Huang San'er glanced left and right, retreated back in a low-key manner, and turned around to slip away.

A dog leash around his neck prevented him from moving.

With a sound of "click", Huang San'er untied the iron buckle with his claws, and said triumphantly, "click..."

"Crack!!!"

The next second, a foot suddenly stretched out from behind, kicking him in the direction of the black cloud.

Chu Ci was expressionless, watching Huang San'er frantically waving his front paws, using his monster energy to block the large group of Gu insects flying towards him.

From a distance, it looks like a big yellow dog romping around in the yard, setting off sand and soil all over the sky.

It's just that what the other dogs were catching were butterflies, what it was catching was a group of big moths with black bodies, round bodies, transparent wings, and hard carapaces on their backs.

With Huang San'er in the front, the tourists quickly recovered from the previous headaches, because only the last few people in the queue were affected, and the pain went away so quickly that no one noticed something was wrong for a while.

They began to watch Huang San'er fluttering about the moths—

"it is good!"

"come on!"

"another one!"

Huang San'er: "..."

Oh day.

It was grinned by the tourists and made a "crack", which looked even more ridiculous.

The tourist was so amused that he clapped his hands and said, "Look, this dog can learn how to bark like a goose!"

Chu Ci walked into the tourists in a low-key manner, and glanced at Gu Chong.He saw the Ghost King with a gloomy face, following the black cloud, his sleeves stretched in the air, and when he waved his sleeves, Gu worms fell in groups, and he collected them into his sleeves.

"what happened?"

A fierce ghost emerged from behind the ghost king, passed through a space of tens of meters with a "swoosh", and appeared beside Chu Ci.

"Young Master Chu." Li Gui knelt on one knee.

He said: "My lord followed the hospital's clues to find an underground black clinic, and then told us to keep an eye on this clinic, and went to Tianxin Hospital to take away all the urns and destroy the embryos stored there. This morning we It was discovered that Dr. Xu, who was in charge of cultivating the embryo, was killed by Gu Mantong and died at home, and these things flew out of his corpse..."

While speaking, the ghost king eliminated most of the Gu insects, they fell into the wide sleeves crackling, leaving only a small part flying around Huang San'er, deceiving the eyes of tourists.

With an unhappy expression on his face, he walked up to Chu Ci and raised his chin.

"This is already the third batch that has been resolved today. Flocks of them are rushing over, like flies, annoying."

"Cough." Chu Ci wanted to gently remind him if there was something wrong with your metaphor, but considering the ghost king's self-esteem, he didn't speak in front of his subordinates.

He was very experienced in changing the subject and giving the ghost king a favor.

"Let's not talk about this, you don't have an official title yet, have you always wanted to give yourself a flair?"

"Ok?"

These days, the ghost kings who have their own territory are considered to be one party. Most of them are affected by Yin Qi and have forgotten the memories of their lives. Therefore, for the convenience of addressing, they will give themselves a cool title.

The more simple ones use the place names of their own graves, such as Heilonggou Ghost King and Shilipo Ghost King, while the more fashionable ones refer to TV dramas and give themselves stage names such as Heifeng Ghost King and Yinshan Ghost King, and then name them a little less. , You can also snatch other people's titles, as long as you kill the original ghost king, the name will belong to you.

It’s just that the ghost king in front of Chuci is inexplicably picky about his name. He needs to be popular, but also conform to his own image and temperament, and finally he must be catchy. Therefore, he can only be called “ghost king” after inheriting the territory for a few months. "Proportional.

Chu Ci stared at his sleeve, thinking of the Gu worm that had landed on the ground earlier, he had an idea.

"I suddenly thought of a very suitable one, clean and neat, murderous, and dark in style..."

"Huh?" Ghost King raised his eyes, seeming slightly interested.

Chu Ci: "Enemy is afraid of the king of ghosts."

"..."

"Or the Ghost King of Mieharming Spirit."

"..."

"Hey, don't go, do you have something to say?"

The black robe rolled over, and the ghost king walked to the haunted house with evil spirits all over his body. Before leaving, he gave Chu Ci a hard look.

Li Gui, who was left in place by him, looked at Young Master Chu with a high face.

Someone actually said that the master is an insecticide, and he hasn't made it into a flower fertilizer yet?

——This must be true love.

·

Chu Ci smiled on the spot.

He was just making fun of the Ghost King, and he wasn't going to really call him Dichlorvos.

"but……"

He accidentally tested the ghost king's bottom line, and it was extremely low when facing himself.

"forget about it."

Swiping away the strange feeling in his mind, Chu Ci took out his mobile phone and told Shen Yan about the ashes being destroyed in the hospital.

Shen Yan's message came back soon——

"Tell him not to go to the underground clinic to scare the snake away. I have also found some information here."

"what?"

As soon as he lowered his head and finished the message, Chu Ci saw his fiancé approaching from a distance.

He nodded at Chu Ci, his face softened slightly.

"Do you still remember those people killed by Song Dong himself when No. 488 was first built?"

"how?"

Shen Yan picked up the list in his hand.

"I asked the Yang family to help with the investigation, but I haven't been able to find out any connection between them. It seems that Song Dong just killed people immediately, but later Mr. Liang also got involved, and he was reviewing Liang's investment in the past [-] years. When recording, it was discovered that two of them were employees of a company under Liang's."

"Following this clue and continuing to investigate, we determined that among the victims of No. 488, except for the ghosts who were tricked into engaging in pyramid schemes, the rest were all former doctors and nurses of Tianxin Hospital and competitors who entered the medical industry in the early days. Opponents, the list includes investors of several private hospitals and partners of plastic surgery hospitals. Because the investment in hospitals only accounts for a small part of their own assets, it is difficult to find out. Even the police who were in charge of these things did not See what's wrong."

"Then Mrs. Liang?"

"That's what I want to say." Shen Yan nodded: "After investigation, Tianxin Hospital was just a small hospital from the Putian Department 30 years ago. It was developed in Linjiang City after the appearance of the blood charm. During the financing process, the Liang Group under the control of Liang Yiming made several capital injections into the hospital, until now Liang is still the largest shareholder of Tianxin Private Hospital."

Chu Ci: "..."

He pondered for a moment, feeling that the strange things he encountered during the time he came to Chuhua City to open a haunted house were being slowly connected by a thread, and the most important thing among them was the blood talisman.

"What exactly is a blood talisman?" He asked Shen Yan.

"Yes..." Shen Yan was considering how much truth to reveal, when his little fiancé stretched out his hand: "Wait a minute."

Chu Ci took out a report card and a certificate from the schoolbag behind him, on which were the results of the mid-term exam and the words "Excellent Military Training Students" in bright red.

Shen Yan felt that the young fiancé held the certificate in a serious manner, as if he had pulled out some kind of weapon of mass destruction.

He raised his hand to cover the corner of his raised lips.

"Well, that is a person's token, and it is also a necessity for him to practice magic. Because he was injured in the early years, he must use the yin, evil and ghost energy in the blood talisman to calm the hidden dangers in his body."

The answer was so detailed that Chuci couldn't help but glance at Shen Yan, as if he didn't believe that he would tell him the answer so easily.

Shen Yan rubbed his head, "Okay, I told you everything, let's go."

However, Chu Ci refused to let it go, he asked: "What does this person have to do with you?"

"..." The silence was longer this time.

Chu Ci held up the certificate of award.

"This is the second question?" Shen Yan asked.

"Ah."

"Okay," he thought for a while, "it must be related, I caused the injury on his body."