How to Build a Haunted House

The Ghost King followed Huang San'er through a long corridor.

The corridor sloped down unobtrusively. After several turns, several people stopped at the door of a company with "Maixin Medical Service Center" hanging on it.

"It's here." The doctor said.

The ghost king raised his head.

The top is a gray ceiling, there are no windows around, only the air conditioner is humming, passing a cool breeze.

The decoration of this medical company is simple, with two pots of green plants placed at the entrance. It seems that it is some distance away from Tianxin Plastic Surgery Hospital, but it is actually in the basement behind the hospital. The long corridor and many steps are to bring space to people. sense of dislocation.

There were already more than a dozen girls queuing up at the door with registration forms. The doctor handed Huang San'er to the front desk, gave some instructions, and then returned along the original road.

"You check here first. If everything goes well, the medical center will sign a contract with you, and then someone will send you back. You can get part of the deposit after the egg stimulation injection, and the rest will be paid to you after the egg retrieval. On account."

"Understood." Huang San'er pretended to be shy.

The doctor nodded kindly, and when he turned to leave, the smile on his face disappeared like bubbles. He glanced at the girl waiting for egg donation from the corner of his eye, his lips moved, and there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"idiot."

But without these idiots, where would he get his 10,000+ monthly referral fee?

Huang San'er stood at the end of the line slowly, took advantage of no one's attention, took the opportunity to go to the toilet, turned into a palm-sized weasel, and slipped into the service center with a "swish".

The door of this service center looks small from the outside, but the interior has about hundreds of square meters of space. Injection rooms, operating rooms, and rest rooms are all available, and there are many people wearing doctors and nurses coming and going.

The ghost king waved to Huang San'er, who nodded, and under the cover of obstacles, walked through many criss-crossed legs, and cautiously followed behind the black-clothed man.

"here."

After going around for a long distance, a ghost and a weasel stopped at the door of an office.

The office seems to be seldom used. There is a thin layer of dust on the doorknob, and a small black sign is hung on the door. Huang San'er raised his neck and read: "Dean's Office."

The ghost king passed his hand through the gate and twisted it.

With a "click", the door opened a crack, and Huang San'er immediately slipped in along the crack.

"Gah?"

As soon as he entered the door, he was shocked by the scene inside. He saw that the dean's office was covered with exorcising ghosts everywhere, including Chinese charms painted with cinnabar, and amulets carved from camphor wood with Thai characters carved on them. , and some crosses and voodoo dolls of unknown purpose.

"Hey, big money." Huang San'er stretched out his paws and touched his chin, carefully avoiding these dizzy spells, and tiptoed towards the desk that was about to be surrounded. The goal was a black insurance policy under the desk. cabinet.

"How many bad things did you do to become like this?"

Now Huang San'er understands the reason why the ghost king found this office but was unwilling to come in. If it were him, he wouldn't want to go to a room full of demon-killing talismans to be abused, wouldn't he?

Stretching out his claws to touch the safe, seeing the 14-digit password on it, Huang San'er rolled his eyes and popped out his fingernails, and "cracked" a hole in the alloy box from the back.

There were several account books and materials in the box, Huang San'er didn't bother to look at them, so he put the papers in his pocket and put the safe in its original state.

The big hole at the back leaned against the desk and was completely covered, so it was impossible to find that the safe was broken without looking carefully.

Huang San'er was triumphant.

"Come and go without a trace, pretend nothing happened."

"Perfect!"

It casually searched the other places on the desk, and seeing that they were all empty, it jumped to the ground to escape.

Sniffing his nose, he smelled a familiar smell.

"Grandpa Zeng Zeng Zeng Zeng!" Huang San'er's eyes lit up, ready to meet Uncle Huang.

He stood up and opened the door with two paws. Before he could see the road ahead, he suddenly heard a low-pitched shout, which exploded like thunder.

"Where is the evildoer running?"

What?

Huang San'er raised his head, and saw a young face with delicate features.

The other party was wearing a yellow "Meituan Waimai" uniform, carefully hiding behind the corner, looking around from time to time.

Why is this takeaway guy so familiar?Huang San'er thought to himself.

Seeing the weasel with the evil eyebrows and mouse eyes, the takeaway boy was even more angry. He whispered: "I didn't catch you at the door of the operating room just now, so I knew the matter was not over. I didn't expect you to be so bold and dare to appear in front of me!"

After finishing speaking, he flipped the hem of his clothes handsomely, and the little brother opened the takeaway box at hand, and pulled out a familiar mahogany sword from it.

He made a sword pose, his eyes were like lightning, and he said righteously: "Since I accidentally let you escape from my hand that day, Pindao has been searching for you, and it took a lot of effort to track down the evil spirit all the way. This beauty salon in Linjiang City spent another three months delivering food, and finally broke into the beauty salon."

"I didn't expect that you, an evil beast, not only got blood on your body, but also secretly murdered innocent women. You have a heart to kill, look at the sword!"

"..."

Fuck!Fuck you!

Huang San'er finally remembered who this delivery guy was. If he took off his yellow delivery clothes and replaced him with an azure Taoist robe, wouldn't he be the little Taoist priest who almost chased him into a dead dog half a year ago?

"So this is the plastic surgery hospital I was lurking at that time?" Huang San'er lost some memories when his soul was scattered. He only remembered that he was injured when he was secretly learning techniques in a plastic surgery hospital, and was beaten by a Taoist priest when he escaped. After chasing him all the way, he ended up being treated like lying down in a stinking ditch.

"Oh it's you!"

New enmity added to old enmity, Huang San'er turned around and ran away.

"Boy, wait for me! See if I don't ask Grandpa Zeng Zeng Zeng Zeng to clean you up!"

"Stinky Taoist priest!" He scolded and ran, thinking angrily:

The stinking Taoist just met at the door of the operating room was Grandpa Zeng-Zeng-Zeng-Grandpa, right?

What a Taoist priest, why are his eyes so lame that he can't even tell the difference between the ordinary-looking uncle and the handsome me?

"Track it down, I ask you to track it down, you've tracked it down to the villain's lair."

"With your IQ, you can basically say goodbye to monster hunting!"

Although one person and one weasel were chasing and fleeing, they still remembered that they were here for a secret investigation. They ran very low-key and never revealed their identities.

"Boom!" Huang San'er slammed on the brakes and hit a nurse's leg.

He bared his teeth, rushed up with a "click" and made a grimace, stretched out his hind paws and overturned the operating cart pushed by the nurse.

"Kaka", the weasel rushed behind and clapped its paws.

——Boy, are you capable of catching me?

"Dingling, clanging", the surgical equipment on the cart fell to the ground, and was pushed away by the Taoist priest with a mahogany sword.

He threw away the takeaway box, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Poverty... No, I'm delivering claypot rice next door. Our boss raised a weasel that was preparing to make lo mei and ran to your place. I have to catch it and stew it! "

"Hey, wait?" The nurse hurriedly stopped.

However, the figure of the boy and the weasel quickly disappeared in front of his eyes, and disappeared in a flash.

"Who put the food delivery in?" The nurse stomped: "Isn't it stipulated that it can only be delivered to the door?"

She immediately took out her mobile phone and made a call, and at the same time rang the alarm bell on the wall.

"Beep beep!" The entire medical center was put on alert, and a dozen doctors and nurses in white coats came out, hunting weasels and delivery boys.

"Get out of the way!" Seeing that something was wrong, Huang San'er pushed aside the people queuing outside and jumped out.

Seeing that the people behind were well-trained, the little Taoist even took out the guns, and chased after Huang San'er with a spirit, "Who the hell are you? A criminal group? A black clinic doing underground experiments? A perverted scientist who studies monsters ?”

"Shut up!" Huang San'er jumped angrily: "I have nothing to do with them! Did you hear that? It has nothing to do with them at all! I am also a victim!"

A security guard with a pistol rushed a few steps behind them, and when the trigger in his hand was pressed, a dart shot out from the pistol, glowing with lightning.

"Fuck!"

The little Taoist nimbly turned to the right, Huang San'er turned somersault like a juggler, kicked his two hind paws on the wall, jumped twice, and landed a few meters away nimbly.

"Call out what you stole!" The security guard yelled at the little Taoist priest, with heavy footsteps on the ground.

"thing?"

"Cough." Huang San'er was a little guilty, he touched the documents in his arms after being shrunk by himself, and pretended nothing happened.

"Smelly Taoist priest, let's make it even."

After all, the weasel rushed forward, but the security guards behind him thought he was an ordinary weasel, and all the stun guns in their hands greeted the little Taoist priest.

"You...too much..." The little Taoist was so angry that his eyes were red, and he held up his mahogany sword to the left and right: "Huaguo... bans guns, you are... blatantly... contempt for the law!"

He ran while blocking, and suddenly heard a voice from beside him, "Shut your breath!"

In the next second, two puffs of khaki-colored smoke spewed out behind him at the same time.

"Well……"

"Uh uh..."

"vomit……"

The security guard and the doctor who were chasing behind held his chest at the same time, bent over and made a retching sound. Even if he held his breath, the little Taoist could feel the smell of stinky socks, rotten vegetables and leaves that had been fermented for three years. Tianling cover, refreshing.

As soon as he raised his breath, he used his light body technique, took this opportunity to break out of the encirclement, ran to the end of the corridor in one breath, and then looked at the two weasels, one big and one small.

"what?"

The weasel looked at him in exactly the same way.

The little Taoist felt that he was about to suffer from face blindness.

The two Huang Daxian who met happily during the escape had no time to care about him. They only heard a "click", and the weasel in front jumped up to open the gate. They rushed out of the room and returned to Tianxin Private Hospital.

"Boy, are you still leaving?" Uncle Huang kindly turned around and reminded the little Taoist priest.

"Uh..." At this time, hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and there was a faint voice of "chaotic...blocked at the door...", obviously the chaos of the medical club has spread here.

"How to do?"

No matter how dull the little Taoist was, he knew that something was wrong with this hospital, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Hey hey hey."

At this moment, Huang San'er suddenly lifted his chin with his paw and laughed.

"Now only Grandpa Huang can save you, how about it? Call Grandpa and you will change your image!"

"..."

Uncle Huang slapped his great-great-great-great-great-great-nephew: "What time is it, hurry up!"

"Oh."

Ten seconds later, two doctors and a cosmetic consultant walked in together.

"It is said that a food delivery man stole the customer list and ran this way, asking us to block him... Hey, who are you?"

The little Taoist blinked his eyes.

He is no longer the food delivery guy he used to be. He has deep European-style double eyelids, a high nose bridge, pouty lips full of hyaluronic acid, and a chin so sharp that it can stab people to death. He is very popular at first glance.

The Taoist poked his plump chest, and the two weasels lying on his chest moved, and one imitated a woman's voice and said, "I'm on the third day of surgery today, and I'm here to remove the stitches, but why can't I find the one who made an appointment with me?" Doctor? Can you take it apart for me?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am," the beauty consultant said impatiently, "We still have something to do, you can go to the front desk and ask yourself."

"Why? Aren't you a doctor? Why is your service attitude like this?"

The voice became more and more reluctant, but the two doctors and the beauty consultant had seen too many difficult customers, so they sent her out of the door three times and twice, telling her to go straight all the way and not break into other wards.

"I must sue you!"

The little Taoist coughed lightly and couldn't help showing a smile, but his face was too stiff to smile, so he walked out expressionlessly.

Behind him, the beauty consultant vaguely said: "Have we received this lady before? How come I don't have an impression?"

The doctor said succinctly: "It seems that the whole face has been corrected, so it's not surprising that there is no impression. Even if her parents are asked to tell her, maybe there is no impression."

"That makes sense..."

·

Chu Ci was sitting on the sofa in the hall, eating oranges boredly, when he suddenly felt the demonic aura of Uncle Huang and San'er Huang.

"Come out." He looked behind him.

"what?"

A somewhat disobedient girl with her head lowered, wearing a strange yellow dress, came from behind the hospital.

Chu Ci felt that the evil spirit was getting closer and closer, but he never saw the shadow of the two weasels.

Finally, the girl walked past him, and the wind blew in the hall.

Chu Ci: "..."

He smelled the faint, faint odor, and finally moved his gaze to the girl's chest.

The two weasels moved shyly, and the waves were rough.

Huang San'er: "Grandpa Zeng Zeng Zeng Zeng, do you think we will be beaten?"

Uncle Huang: "Crack!"