How to Build a Haunted House

"No, I have to take it easy."

The excitement of changing one fiancé into two was so great for Chu Ci that he didn't want to see either Brother Tianqing or the King of Ghosts for a short time.

Concerned about the fact that they concealed such a big matter from themselves, Chu Ci suggested to Song Daochang: "Let's help the benefactor find his soul?"

Song Daochang read the scriptures for a day, and when he was bored, he readily agreed, and even Abbot Fakong also proposed to go.

Chu Ci silently glanced at Abbot Fakong's bald head.

Abbot: "..."

"A dead fellow Taoist is not a poor Taoist." He reached out and took off Daoist Song's wig, standing side by side with Qian Tongjia.

Chu Ci: "..."

Well, three bald heads.

He tactfully said: "You guys should put on your hats, our haunted house has finally doubled the number of visitors because of 'Xuan Shengfa'..."

If you see three bald heads coming out of the staff lounge side by side, maybe it will become a "metaphysical hair removal".

The consequences are dire.

·

No. 488 had no hats as usual (except for the paper hats from the shroud shop), and finally Chuci led three mysterious men with heads wrapped like Arabs and boarded the car in one breath under the watchful eyes of tourists.

"All right."

Abbot Fakong threw the curtain cloth on the car seat and returned Song Daochang's wig to him.

The Taoist priest took the wig and snorted through his nose.

Chuci asked Qian Tongjia to drive and acted as a peacemaker.

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble. Unity is very important. Don't forget the No. 18 Religious Congress that the two just held in the provincial capital." He grabbed the whisk with one hand, and pressed Master Fakong's rosary with the other.

The two masters have been neighbors for many years, and they are also old acquaintances. Seeing that the purpose of the conference is to "progress in harmony", they tacitly withdrew.

"Amitabha." The abbot twirled his rosary.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable," Daoist Song flicked his whisk, "Poverty Dao doesn't care about you."

"Where are we going?" Qian Tongjia felt that he had just witnessed an epic battle between Buddhism and Taoism, and he didn't dare to say a word. Tell yourself to do well in the future.

"Where are you going?" Song Daochang asked, "Which company did you originally belong to?"

Qian Tongjia: "Hippo Technology."

Daoist Song nodded inscrutably, and put his hand into the Taoist robe.

Qian Tongjia thought he was going to take out the compass to do the math, but Song Daochang took out his domestic mobile phone and opened the app.

"Amap will continue to navigate for you. Go forward 300 meters and turn right at the next intersection..." A soft female voice came from the phone.

Qian Tongjia: "..."

"Oh, I know the way." He turned the steering wheel.

The Taoist priest did not turn off the navigation.

"There are tens of thousands of roads, safety first." He reminded intimately.

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The Hippo Science and Technology Building is located in the center of Chuhua City, occupying an entire building in the most prosperous high-tech CBD.

The tall and spacious building, the clean and bright glass exterior walls, the beautifully shaped green belt, and the sculpture presented by a famous artist in the center of the green belt all illustrate the excellent working environment and leading industry status of this technology company.

Qian Tongjia parked his car by the side of the road and looked at the building with complicated eyes.

After a while, he asked, "What should I do now? Go to Wu Liang directly?"

Wu Liang was the classmate and colleague who replaced him for a promotion and salary increase. Chu Ci felt that this name was very predictable, and the nickname "Great Prophet" should be handed over to his parents.

"Wait first." He said, and then he took out a water glass from the storage compartment in the center of the car, and took out a pin that he took from the drawer when he left the haunted house.

Daoist Song watched Chu Ci's movements with great interest, "Is this the soul-calling technique spread by the people?"

"That's right." Chu Ci threw the needle into the water, "It's also my first time doing it, so I don't know if it will work."

Just as I was talking, I saw the brand-new pin splashing a circle of faint ripples on the surface of the water, and slowly sank to the bottom of the cup.

A few small bubbles appeared from the tip of the needle, and then, under Qian Tongjia's surprised eyes, a layer of red rust was quickly covered on the shining silver nail.

"It's not scientific!" he exclaimed.

Chu Ci raised his eyes and glanced at him quietly: "Are you talking about science with me?"

Qian Tongjia shut his mouth and watched as Chu Ci bowed his head and recited a few spells silently. A trace of gray gas flowed into the water from his fingertips. Pointing to Qian Tongjia.

The nail shook violently, "hiss", Qian Tongjia felt as if a needle had been stabbed in his head, he regained consciousness for a moment, and fell into chaos again.

"What's wrong with me?" He raised his head and asked fearfully.

"Two pieces of news, one good and one bad." Chu Ci replied.

"The good news?"

"Your earth soul is indeed lost, and it is still fine now."

"What about the bad ones?"

"It was detained somewhere, and I didn't call it back just now."

"Damn it!" Qian Tongjia stood up anxiously from the driver's seat, and bumped his head hard on the roof of the car.

He rubbed his forehead and said, "Isn't that just scaring the snake? What should I do?"

"Scare the snake?" Chu Ci smiled: "The person who holds your soul can't be called a snake. At best, it's a small earthworm. Just wait."

·

At the same time, on the 17th floor, which is only three floors away from the highest power center of Hippo Technology, a laptop computer suddenly "sizzled" and the screen went black amidst the noise.

The line-by-line program that was running smoothly disappeared immediately, and there was no response to pressing any keys.

The plaid shirt facing the screen subconsciously tapped the keyboard, attracting the two people who were talking next to him to look over.

"Hey, Xiao Wu, what's the matter?"

"Why did the computer suddenly break down? Let the logistics people come over and show you?"

"No, no need!" Wu Liang, who had just been promoted to manager, refused straight away. Before the two leaders could react, he closed the notebook and stuffed it into the computer bag. Then he realized that his behavior was inappropriate and explained Said: "This procedure is too important. After reporting with President Feng, I saved a copy in the mobile hard disk. Now I will go home and bring the mobile hard disk here, so as not to delay everyone's business."

"Alright." The middle-aged man who looked like his superior nodded.

Wu Liang seemed to be pardoned, he pushed his chair away apologetically and went out the door, his footsteps were like the wind, and he was a little messy when he listened carefully.

The rest of the two people in the conference room continued to talk after he left——

"This little Wu is still too careless in doing things, and his mentality is not good."

"Who said it wasn't? I originally wanted to promote Xiaoqian or Xiaogao in the product center, but I didn't know what happened. During that time, Xiaoqian had a lot of troubles at work, but Xiao Wu improved a lot compared to when he first joined the company..."

"Where's Xiao Gao?"

"Oh, don't mention it, Xiao Gao usually doesn't pay attention to physical exercise, and he is a bit of a sign of the three highs. Once he worked overtime too late, he was found in shock in the middle of the night, and he was already dying when he was sent to the hospital. The product center even organized colleagues to donate money. "

"Hey, being a programmer is risky."

"That's right, it doesn't matter if the probability of sudden death is high, you'll be bald before you get old, so let's cherish it."

"But why isn't that little Wu of yours bald?"

……

While the leaders of Hippo Technology were gossiping in private, Qian Tongjia also hammered the steering wheel angrily, complaining about the same topic.

"It's not fair!" He looked out the car window at the people who hurried out of the Hippo Science and Technology Building, "We are all programmers. We have been typing codes together for more than ten years and endured more than ten years of inhumane overtime torture. Why should Wu Will he not be bald?"

The plaid shirt coming from the opposite side has an average appearance and a medium build, and he looks like nothing in the crowd, but what makes him completely different from his colleagues around him, and even stands out, is that he has thick black hair and is neatly combed. Neatly, and even daubed with some hairspray delicately, it shines brightest in the sun.

This black hair is enough to make [-]% of the programmers mad and make the other [-]% feel ashamed and cry in front of the mirror.

Qian Tongjia said: "Impossible! He must have cheated with the kid!"

Chu Ci was amazed at how well he learned and applied it, and urged: "Don't be jealous, follow up, your earth soul is on him."

As if to confirm his words, the pin in the cup slowly turned half a circle, the tip was still pointing towards Qian Tongjia, and the other end was pointing in Wu Liang's direction, moving and trembling with his steps.

Wu Liang crossed the road and got closer and closer to the car they were in, and the shaking of the pin became more and more intense, and finally even splashed a few water splashes.

The rust adhering to the surface of the pin dissolved part of it in the water during the trembling, making the originally transparent water cloudy and slightly fishy, ​​like a cup of fresh, reddish-brown blood.

Qian Tongjia looked sideways at the changes in the cup, feeling that his outlook on life and values ​​had been greatly impacted.

He sighed complicatedly: "Just half a day ago, I was still a staunch materialist..."

"Now you can also be a firm idealist," Chu Ci comforted, "If you really can't accept it, then..."

"what?"

"Just treat it as a displacement reaction."

After finishing speaking, Chu Ci quickly reached out, picked up the lid of the cup on the side, covered the cup, and patted Qian Tongjia on the back.

The cold and comfortable air flowed into his mind from his back, and Qian Tongjia's mind was cleared, as if soaked in cold water.

At the same time, Wu Liang seemed to have sensed something and looked suspiciously at this side, but suddenly lost the illusion of being watched.

He turned his head, grabbed the pendant around his neck, and said cursingly, "Damn it, are you making trouble again? Let's see how I deal with you when I go back."

After all, he raised his hand and called a taxi.

Chu Ci said: "Follow!"

……

Qian Tongjia's driving skills were quite superb, and the black car followed the taxi. Under the guidance of the pin-version metaphysics GPS, the four of Chu Ci followed Wu Liang smoothly to a high-end residential area in the southern suburbs of Chuhua City.

"Wu Liang actually bought a house here?" Qian Tongjia was full of envy. "The housing prices here are not cheap. It seems that he has made a fortune."

"It's not a good thing to encounter a windfall on the road." Chu Ci said flatly.

Song Daochang agreed: "If a person has a windfall, there must be a windfall."

"Amitabha, if this kind of thing happens to the money benefactor, you must be careful and careful. It is best to donate the windfall, otherwise who knows if it is the money to buy a road in the suburbs."

"I'm just sighing..." Qian Tongjia's voice became weaker and weaker, and he carefully looked at the monk, one, and one boss in front of him.

Opening his mouth is a dead body in the suburbs, what kind of ruthless people are these!

There were two guards at the gate of the high-end community. Wu Liang opened the rear window and showed his face. The guard let him in automatically. It seemed that he knew that the resident in the community did not like to drive by himself, but it was the turn of Qian Tongjia and After a few speeches from Chu, Qian Tongjia couldn't help being in trouble.

"How do we get in? The access control is very strict...Wu Liang bought a house in the community because of this, right?"

"No hurry." Chu Ci looked calm.

He sent Yang Shao a WeChat message.

Two or three minutes later, Yang Shao replied.

"Tianfei Community? It seems to be built by my house. I have a suite in it. Please report my name."

After registering in the visitor book, the car drove into the complex smoothly, and the security guard saluted behind him.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Qian Tongjia couldn't believe it: "It's going so well, isn't it? Boss, who are you? Are you the chosen one?!"

Chu Ci thought about this new nickname: "Hmm..."

He lowered his head mysteriously, motioning for Qian Tongjia to come over.

"Actually, I am the successor of socialism."

Qian Tongjia: "..."