How to Build a Haunted House

"Missing a soul?" Chu Ci sat up straight.

The "Lingtai" often mentioned by practitioners, like "Zifu", "Niwan" and "Tiangong", is a synonym for the upper dantian, and it is also the residence of the three souls of the human body.

People first have three souls, and then they have seven souls. If any one of the three souls is missing, it will have an impact on the character that cannot be ignored.

He couldn't help opening his sky eyes and staring seriously.

"Hey, it's true that one soul is missing."

It can be clearly seen that the luster emanating from Qian Tongjia's mausoleum is slightly dimmer than that of ordinary people, but his soul is intact and stable, unlike Shen Yan who has been hurt by others, more like he has lost himself.

"Is this a lost soul?" Chu Ta asked Abbot Fakong.

"It looks right." The abbot nodded.

"It's the first time I've seen an adult who has lost his soul." Chu Ci turned the seat a little bit with interest, and looked at Qian Tongjia's forehead from side to side, making him wonder if the new boss wanted to put himself Dissect it.

Qian Tongjia took a half step back vigilantly, picked up the notebook from the table, and held it in front of his chest, suspecting that the job he had applied for was not a serious haunted house.

"What the hell? I am the successor of socialism! Believe in Marxism-Leninism-Mao-Deng and materialism, don't try to fool me into working for free."

"...Coincidentally," Chu Ci called Zheng Lian over, motioned her to close the door tightly, then picked out her eyeballs and slapped them on the table.

"We are also a socialist haunted house that adheres to a materialistic worldview."

"..."

The blood-red eyes of Qian Tongjia and Didiuzhuan met.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The room was silent for three seconds, and then screams like killing a chicken erupted.

……

Qian Tongjia slumped on the chair, trembling, trying to keep his butt away from Zheng Lian.

Zheng Lian smiled sweetly and played with her eyes: "Did my performance make your heart beat?"

"Yes, yes... yes."

"So do you want to go on a date with me?"

"No no no no."

Looking at the new colleague who was crazily denying it, Zheng Lian's face turned serious: "What? Look down on me? I don't think I was hanged, what kind of discrimination?"

"No no no no..."

Looking at the new colleague who had turned into a repeater and almost cried, Chu Ci felt a little bit of sympathy.

He said to Zheng Lian: "Enough is enough, think about your criteria for choosing a mate."

"Oh", Zheng Lian waved her hand dullly: "Forget it, kneel down, I don't like bald heads."

Qian Tongjia: "..."

Tears welled up in my eyes, tears of gratitude, and a surge of emotion beyond words.

He even began to seriously consider whether to get a little red flower tattooed on his Mediterranean.

·

"Amitabha."

Under Abbot Fakong's repeated persuasion and Buddhist scriptures, Qian Tongjia finally calmed down and regained his senses.

Fortunately, Jialan Temple is still very famous in several surrounding provinces. The eminent monk personally persuaded Qian Tongjia to believe that the contract he signed with him was a decent haunted house, not some man-eating devil's lair.

So Abbot Fakong took back his shiny golden business card, which was filled with the swastika Buddha seal and had the title of "Vice Chairman of the Chinese Buddhist Council".

"Okay, let's talk about the illness of the benefactor Qian."

"According to Qian Benefactor, Pindao speculates that the soul you lost was a ghost."

Because Taoism has a deeper research on this aspect, Song Daochang was also found in the small dark room.

He flicked his fly whisk, and talked eloquently: "You Jing's desire to be in charge of the human body, if this soul is left behind, it will make the donor's emotions weaker than others, and..."

He lowered his voice and coughed lightly, "There will be some obstacles in...."

Daozhang Song's voice was very low, and he coughed lightly to cover it up. He didn't hear the words Chuci and Abbot Fakong that he said quickly, but Qian Tongjia heard them clearly.

His face immediately turned red, from his ears to his neck flushed, and he looked a little bit annoyed.

"Since the Taoist master knows, is there any way to help me find the lost soul?" Qian Tongjia asked.

"To tell you the truth, because of this incident, not only was I reprimanded by the leader for not being positive, I lost my job, and I also got three girlfriends in a row. Up to now, I am still single at the age of 35 and six, and I have no one. .”

"Then you are so pitiful. I am different from you. My partner is handsome and cute." A voice suddenly answered from the side.

"Who is it?" Qian Tongjia raised his head in embarrassment and indignation, and saw Chu Ci sitting by the wall who had nothing to do with himself, and said in grief and indignation: "Boss, you can't do this! What's wrong with single dogs? There are more than 2 million single dogs in Huaguo! You are discriminating against me! And humiliating! Even if you are the boss, I can't forgive you! Seriously, if I don't lose my ghost and can't do anything, I will beat you."

Chu Ci: "???"

It's not my business? !

He glared at the ghost king who was showing off, and endured the humiliation: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Ghost King: "I shouldn't provoke you by telling this cruel fact."

Everyone: "..."

Too arrogant?

·

According to Qian Tongjia, his emotional deficiency started four years ago.

"It seems to be one morning. After I woke up, I suddenly felt sluggish and tired, and I couldn't get up to do anything."

"At the time, I thought I had a cold, so I didn't take it seriously, but it didn't get better for more than a month, so I went to the hospital for an examination, but nothing was found."

"After several twists and turns, the psychiatry department of the Central Hospital diagnosed him as emotional deficiency disorder. However, they couldn't diagnose the specific cause, and only said that it might have been stimulated by something."

"Then remember carefully, did anything unusual happen around you at that time, such as going to a place you shouldn't go, or meeting strange people." Chu Ci said.

Lost soul refers to the situation in which the soul leaves the body under extremely special circumstances and wanders outside for a long time.Generally speaking, children between the ages of 3 and 7 are most likely to lose their souls due to fright, while adults have already stabilized their souls, and their self-concepts have long been formed. It is not easy for the soul to leave the body. road.

Therefore, Qian Tongjia's behavior was not only from Chu Ci, but also Song Daochang was the first time he saw him.

"I see that although the benefactor Qian is not in a good state, there is no problem with the remaining two souls. Therefore, the missing soul is probably trapped somewhere. As long as you can remember it, it will be fine."

Qian Tongjia frowned, thinking hard.

His heavenly soul and human soul are still there, and there is no problem with his memory, but the strange thing is that he can't recall it at all.

"No, I was in charge of an important project of the company at the time, and I was in the critical stage of promotion and salary increase. Overtime work alone would take up more than 14 hours a day. All I saw were the faces of my colleagues, except on the way to and from get off work. Impossible to go out..."

"Did you encounter any supernatural events?"

"No!" Qian Tongjia was categorical, and then said, "Does it count if a bunch of bugs were found on the day of the deadline?"

Chu Ci wanted to say that it doesn't count, but after imagining the horror of this matter, he nodded: "Forget it."

"But it has nothing to do with what we're discussing now."

"To tell you the truth," he asked puzzledly, "you have sacrificed so much for your work, how could you still be fired by the company?"

"Who said it wasn't? Just because of the loss of my soul, I was in a bad mood those few days, and I made many mistakes in my work, resulting in too many bugs and being criticized by the leader. In the end, I was given the same promotion opportunity as me. I got it from my classmate. But he is not bad, he cared about me very much, he often helped me when I was sick, and after I resigned this time, I asked HR about my situation and wanted to introduce me to a job.”

"... Huh?" Qian Tongjia suddenly paused at this point.

"If you want to talk about strange things, there is really one thing. I was working overtime in the company until late at night, and somehow I dreamed of that classmate. You said that he is not a beautiful woman, and I don't know him well. How could I dream of that classmate? What about him?"

Chu Ci cheered up, as if he had caught some clue, he asked, "What did you dream about?"

"Dream..." Qian Tongjia tried to recall: "He was holding a child whose head and face could not be seen clearly, and patted my shoulder from behind, and then the child called my name in a thin voice."

"Did you answer?"

"Of course I answered. I asked him how could he have such a big child when he was not married. My colleague smiled at me and said nothing."

"Then?"

"Then I woke up." Qian Tongjia said.

He scratched his head: "I have never dared to tell others about this, for fear that they would laugh at me for wanting to get out of the singles and think crazy."

Chu Ci and Song Daochang looked at each other.

"I'm afraid this is not an ordinary loss of soul, but being detained by someone."

"What? Who?" Qian Tongjia was shocked.

"Who else could it be?" Chu Ci patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "The evidence is so obvious, it's your good colleague who raises a kid."

"But it's strange," Song Daochang murmured to himself with his head down: "It is said that if there is competition among peers, if you want to overwhelm the benefactor, why should you restrain the spirit of the earth? You should restrain the soul of the soul."

"Why?" Chu Ci subconsciously asked.

"Because Shuangling is in charge of people's wisdom and wealth. What's the use of catching You Jing? You Jing only knows about emotions and desires, and her mind is too complicated. If you use three words to describe it, you are brainless."

With a "boom", the words "brainless" smashed into Chu Ci's mind like a thunderbolt, causing a crack in his thinking, and all the faint inspirations that he had deliberately ignored before slipped out, and the paragraph The events that happened in time form a tight chain, especially the antagonistic and familiar attitude between Shen Yan and the ghost king.

He opened his mouth, unable to believe his guess, turned his head and said, "You..."

A black shadow flashed, and the ghost king passed through the wall with lightning speed and disappeared without a trace.

Chu Ci: "..."

well.

No brains, no self-promotion.

Because the Ghost King slipped away so fast, he didn't even have time to hear Song Daochang's next words clearly.

"Could it be that in addition to affecting the sexual function of the benefactor Qian, the arrest of the ghost has other magical effects that the poor are not aware of?"

"Sexual function???" Chu Ci repeated these three words under Daoist Song's "Oh, I made a slip of the tongue" and Qian Tongjia's ashamed and indignant eyes.

"..."

He was thoughtful, with a heavy heart, and even felt a little sympathetic to the ghost king who fled.

——Do you know what you have lost?

——What you lost was an opportunity to ridicule brother Tianqing in public and nail him to the book of shame forever! ! !

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival ~

I went home today to play mahjong with a lot of relatives and lost orz

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