How to Build a Haunted House

"You?" Chu Ci couldn't believe it.

Looking back on Shen Yan's experiences over the years, he suddenly asked: "How old were you at that time?"

Shen Yan was amazed by his fiancé's keenness, and under his persistent gaze, he had to say: "Six years old...or five years old."

He didn't wait for Chu Ci to continue asking, and simply confessed himself: "I have a special constitution, and the aura contained in my blood is naturally a hundred times that of others. I also showed off to the old friends around me. As a result, this matter somehow reached the ears of that person, and he thought that I was a good medicine in cultivation. As long as I refined, he could get close to the legendary "Daylight Ascension" 'The fairyland... may also be related to the evil method he practiced."

The soul of the earth who has been kidnapped for many years may be more aware of this point, but he and Shen Yan are not congenial, and he would roll up his sleeves and turn the table after only three words of gossip, so Shen Yan has not learned much about it.

It seems that we still need to have a deep talk with the ghost king.

He retracted his scattered thoughts, just in time to see Chu Ci take out his mobile phone angrily, as if his hand was not a smart phone, but a shining brick.

Chu Ci: "Dog thief, I will kill you!"

He pulled Shen Yan and rushed towards the haunted house, opening an app while rushing.

Shen Yan asked, "What are you doing?"

Chu Ci: "Place an order on a certain treasure and buy dichlorvos!"

"I'm going to poison that gutter bug!"

"..."

Shen Yan was pleased by the words of his little fiancé, he couldn't help showing a smile on his lips, but then he saw the ghost king guarding the gate of 488 with his arms folded, his face was darker than his clothes, and he seemed to be able to hear "" "Crackling" teeth grinding sound.

"What are you looking at?" He glared at Shen Yan.

Shen Yan: "..."

The earth soul and ghost are in charge of people's desires, desires, emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy are more directly expressed than others, but the result of the seven emotions entering the brain is that the IQ is squeezed out, maybe...

It's probably a little bigger than the weasel over there.

Looking back critically, Shen Yan thought to himself.

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As Zheng Lian said, the business of the haunted house is really good today. Although it was affected by the Gu worm for a while, there are still tourists queuing up from morning to noon.

Seeing that the sun was rising above the head, it was almost twelve o'clock, Chu Ci said, "Let's go eat, it just so happens that there is a new staff canteen here."

The chef is a former five-star chef sent by Ghost King, and his skills are very good.

There are already tourists queuing up in front of the cafeteria, and the young man holding a pancake tucked his teeth at the selfie stick and praised: "To be honest, although I haven't gone to the haunted house yet, the food here is really good. It's the best food I've ever eaten in my lifetime." The most delicious pancakes. If I eat like this three times a day, I can quit my job and do odd jobs here!"

A string of "booming and in a trance" floated in the live broadcast room, and someone said: "Brother Ming is starting to grab the food anchor's job again."

"It's impossible to grab a job. It's impossible to grab a job in this life. Only by being an outdoor anchor can you barely make a living like this..." The young man was joking with the water friends on the opposite side, and suddenly someone said: "Brother Ming, the one behind you It seems to be the boss!"

The anchor turned around and saw that they were all people who had watched the live broadcast of Chu Ci, and he recognized Chu Ci who was carefully studying the menu in the middle at a glance.

Immediately, with a stride, Brother Ming rushed in front of Chu Ci, startling him.

"what's up?"

"Cough," clearing his throat, Brother Ming asked, "Boss, do you have any shortage of temporary workers who graduated from 985/211, take care of food and housing, and can play live broadcasts?"

"..." Chu Ci was silent for a moment.

He said: "I'm sorry, the race is different, we don't recruit living people here..."

Brother Ming: "???"

There was a "hahaha" in the live broadcast room.

"Excuse me." Brother Ming showed a disappointed expression, and sadly left the stage holding pancakes.

He thought to himself that the boss is worthy of being an Internet marketing background, and he answered the meme quickly, and the effect of this live broadcast is quite good.

"It seems that I have to wait another seven or eighty years if I want to submit my resume..." Brother Ming sighed and walked towards the long queue: "Let's just be a tourist honestly."

At this time, he seemed to hear the boss behind him saying: "What?!"

He slapped the table and stood up: "Call 110."

"Don't panic," the boss immediately dialed the internal number and ordered someone: "Find all the tourists in the haunted house first, and arrange for a few people to evacuate the tourists queuing inside and outside. Don't tell the specific situation first, so as not to cause riots. Tell all employees to prepare Well, regardless of the means, anyone who can catch people will double their performance this month!"

"What's the matter?" Brother Ming's intuition as a well-known anchor made him feel that this was big news. He turned sideways, let the boss go out first, and followed behind him.

Then Chu Ci answered the phone again. He frowned and said, "Thank you, I already know."

"Well, don't worry, nothing will happen."

Brother Ming stretched his neck, seeing that no one was paying attention to him at the moment, he moved a little closer, finally heard the fur clearly, and pieced together what happened in pieces.

"I'll go!" He turned the camera towards himself, showing a face mixed with excitement and fright.

"You can never imagine what the anchor met!"

"A robber wanted by the public security department has fled around No. 488. It is said that he has hid in the haunted house among the tourists. Now all the surrounding areas are under martial law. The boss is sending employees to lead the tourists out of this area. Let us wish everyone safe nothing."

"real or fake?"

The news of being able to make social news immediately ignited the atmosphere in the live broadcast room. Seeing the skyrocketing number of people in the upper right corner of the screen, Brother Ming hesitated for a moment. People stood guard at the door together and held up their selfie sticks.

The venue was chaotic, and several employees couldn't take care of them for a while, so they could only shout at the top of their voices: "Please pay attention to safety and retreat temporarily. Our security guards and employees can deal with emergencies..."

"Wealth and wealth are found in danger." Brother Ming said in a low voice.Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

Screams broke out from below, and someone pointed to the second floor: "Look!"

The curtains of a room on the second floor were lifted, and the midday sun shone into the window, reflecting two clear figures.

The tall and strong man was holding a sharp knife and was pressing it on the neck of an employee. The sun dazzled his eyes, and the man said in a vicious voice: "Pull the curtain, don't you dare to kill me?"

After that, he pushed the blade half an inch inward.

"Ah!!!" The onlookers exclaimed.

But after a while, the employee who was threatened by the knife didn't move, but the wanted criminal with the knife seemed to be frightened, and his hands shook.

"Ah!!!" Another exclamation.

I saw that his knife had already cut into the skin of the employee in front of him, leaving a bloodstain.

However, the employees act as if they don't know the pain.

With his back to the window, the onlookers couldn't see the expression on his face, but the wanted man could see it clearly.

I saw this handsome and strange young man showing a strange smile. He tilted his head to one side, and his ears were almost touching his shoulders.

Then, with both hands raised, he took his head off his neck with only his strength. The neck was bleeding like a fountain, while the head on his arm smiled in his own blood: "You want me Is it your head? Here you go."

"But I only have one head, I gave it to you, and I will return it with your head."

He let go of the curtains, and the black fabric swayed, blocking the view from the outside world. The faces of the young employees were shrouded in shadows. He threw his head forward and reached out to grab the robber's wrist.

"Ahhh!!! There are ghosts!!!"

There was a shout from the second floor, followed by "dong dong dong", the footsteps hit the floor heavily and quickly, making a continuous muffled sound, as if someone was chasing and fleeing inside.

Brother Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the employee caught by the robbers took the opportunity to escape. I hope he is safe and sound, but..."

He wondered, "Why does this shout sound like a robber?"

The scene on the second floor was only exposed to the eyes of bystanders for a moment, and then there was no sound from the haunted house.Thick curtains were drawn in more than a dozen houses, and the black curtains blocked all sightlines, giving bystanders the illusion that days are like years.

"I heard that the robbers first attacked a female tourist. He hid among several tourists. No one noticed anything wrong. Fortunately, the staff who climbed up from the floor noticed the sharpness of the blade and hugged the robber's leg in time. , so that tourists have time to escape." Brother Ming told the live broadcast room his new news in a low voice.

"So far, most of the 'Scare You Didn't Discuss' employees have not escaped, and are taking advantage of the location in the haunted house to deal with robbers...Of course I don't agree with this kind of behavior that puts their own safety at risk, but their professionalism is commendable .”

As soon as the words fell, two police cars drove into No. 488, and more than a dozen policemen and armed police got out of the car to replace the staff of the haunted house and set up a cordon to evacuate the tourists.

The leading policeman stepped forward to understand the situation from Chu Ci.

"It seems that we can't broadcast live at this location." Brother Ming stepped back more than ten meters with the selfie stick in his arms, and ran to Chuci a few meters away to eavesdrop.

I just heard him say to the police: "Thank you, you came just in time. Our employees just said that the wanted criminal has been caught, and they have a good attitude of admitting their mistakes."

The police officer on the opposite side frowned, as if he didn't quite believe it.

"Are you sure the employees have not been threatened? As far as we know, the wanted criminal injured four people with a knife after robbing the gold store, including two policemen. He escaped arrest for the first time, and has a cunning and vicious personality, so he was not caught so easily."

And it was caught by a few ordinary people working in the haunted house.

It's as absurd as a lion fighting an elephant and being bitten to death by a rabbit while trying to escape.

Chu Ci was not annoyed, and smiled: "If you don't believe me, look, there will be a result soon."

The police officer nodded. Just in case, he arranged the deployment according to his original plan, ordered the special police and the police to ambush at a few ambush points outside the door, the snipers were in position, and the negotiators took out their horns.

At this time, Chu Ci: "Here we come!"

Hearing the footsteps of "咚咚" from far to near, the heavy door was slammed open, and the robber fell to the ground with a "bang" and fell into a rolling gourd. He crawled on the ground with hands and feet, Keep looking back, his face covered with tears is a mess.

"Hehehe~"

A sinister laugh came from his shoulders.

With a cold hand on his shoulder, the robber trembled all over, and suddenly regained his senses, but only saw a cloud of air.

But in the empty haunted house, countless pale and resentful figures emerged. They stood in the darkness, staring at the robbers who had escaped with their eyes, and suddenly raised their hands and took off their own heads.

"Your head is mine..."

The mouth shape was clearly repeating the sentence the robber heard repeatedly in the haunted house. He dismissed it from the beginning, then angrily chopped the heads and bodies thrown towards him into bloody mud, and finally Watching the bloody mud squirm, crawling and chasing himself on the floor, until he returned to his original shape again...

Time and time again, round after round, the stairs in the haunted house are like a maze, and time seems to be frozen, only ten minutes, and the robber feels that he has been trapped in it for a century.

His spirit was completely broken, and he was terrified when he saw the smiling face. He even began to regret why he took other people's money and came to this haunted house to make trouble.

"Too, too wicked..."

Rolling and climbing all the way, using hands and feet to stay away from the haunted house, the robbers' hands were cold, and the knife was thrown on the stairs long ago.

His mind went blank. Seeing the policeman in front of him, he subconsciously said, "Help!"

"There's a ghost inside... I, I was wrong! I'm a wanted criminal, you take me away quickly, and it will come to me later, please! Hurry up!"

"..."

Looking at the criminal kneeling on the knees, hugging his thighs and begging, if he didn't know his face, the police would really have the illusion of having their identities reversed.

Who is the victim?

With a "click", the handcuffs cuffed the robber's hands, and he kept urging: "Go to the detention center, there is a lot of righteousness there, and ghosts can be suppressed... No, let's go to the prison, the prison is far away from here."

Policeman: "... You thought you were staying in a hotel, and you picked it?"

The leading police officer shook hands with Chu Ci, sighed, and admitted that he had underestimated the employees of 488 earlier.

"Thank you for your cooperation, but next time you encounter such a thing, it's better to leave it to the police, although your employees are very, um..."

The police officer paused, as if he didn't know how to describe it.

Chu Ci smiled, and took the next half of the sentence for him logically.

"Our employees at No. 488 have undergone good training and have always been very good at carrying out ideological education work..."

"And it worked out great."