How to Build a Haunted House

The campus is sunny.

It was the hottest time at the end of August, and passers-by on the side of the road saw that Chu Ci was refreshed, not even a trace of sweat on his forehead, and they couldn't help casting envious glances.

Chu Ci walked on the boulevard.

Unlike others, when others walk, they pick places covered by leaves, but he is just the opposite.

Fragments of sunlight shone through the branches and leaves of the ginkgo tree, shining on Chu Ci's hair, eyes, cheeks and white T-shirt, giving off a faint golden light.

The situation is so fresh and beautiful, it could almost be painted, but in fact—

Chu Ci: "I once dreamed of scaring all Chu Hua."

System: "Abandon the original plan due to poverty."

Chu Ci: "Oh..."

System: "Alas..."

Chuci and the system sighed in disagreement, and after a while, the system comforted him without sincerity——

"Host, you still have to have a dream. Maybe Mr. Shen, whom you haven't seen for many years, has now become a rich man, waiting for us to get close?"

"... big money?" Chu Ci imagined silently.

"Then have I become a scumbag from the countryside?"

In his mind, the painful scene of himself sticking to the countryside for more than ten years, and then dragging his family to Chuhua City systematically to ask his fiancé to take care of him, he was shocked by thunder and shook his head.

It's even more annoying.

at this time--

"Eh?"

Chu Ci saw a familiar figure passing by.

The boy I met downstairs in the dormitory two days ago carried his flamboyant Balenciaga and hurried along the boulevard.

He didn't seem to notice Chu Ci's gaze behind him.

"what?"

Chu Ci glanced at the boy's route, as if he was going in the direction of the cafeteria.

"But go to the cafeteria at this time?"

It's past two o'clock now, so it stands to reason that the cafeteria is out of food?

Before he had time to think about it, Chu Ci remembered the unusual aura he had noticed from him before, and prepared to follow him to have a look.

Not far away, he suddenly heard a sudden brake behind him, and then someone shouted——

"Student, be careful!"

Chu Ci turned his head and saw a tricycle.

There are stacks of bundled books in the compartment of the tricycle, piled up very high, it can be seen that the weight is not light.Sitting in front was a black-haired boy, wearing a red armband with the words "Student Union" written on his arm, pedaling hard, his face flushed.

The road between the dormitory and the main entrance of the school is a long uphill road with several speed bumps in the middle. Even walking through it on weekdays is a strenuous task, let alone riding a tricycle with a load of hundreds of kilograms.

The tricycle climbed the slope slowly like a snail, and the tires could almost hear the "creaking" sound. The boy riding the bicycle was exhausted, and he could even see the blue veins emerging on his forehead.

"Let me do it……"

Seeing his difficult state, Chu Ci wanted to step forward to help, but the moment he looked at the car, he heard a slight "click" in his ear.

The forward trend of the tricycle suddenly slowed down. First, it slid forward a few meters weakly by inertia, and then slowly backed up, the speed getting faster and faster...

"broken!"

The boy in the car felt light under his feet, and the sound of the wind passed by his ears. The originally heavy pedals began to spin backwards uncontrollably, turning faster and faster.

"I just said that the school's broken cars should be replaced!" He angrily smashed the handlebar.

The tricycle is still going backwards.

The boy looked down and saw that the car chain was hanging loosely under the pedals, as if something was wrong, so he slammed the handbrake and shouted to the surroundings: "Is there anyone? Help push the car! Please!"

This car is loaded with textbooks weighing hundreds of catties. If it slips and hits someone, the consequences will be unimaginable.

It was the hottest time at noon, and there were not many people on the road. Chu Ci and the boy carrying Balenciaga were the two nearest.

Glancing forward, Chu Ci ran over without hesitation and grabbed the end of the tricycle.

"Thank you."

The member of the student union who was riding a bicycle was relieved. He was worried that Chu Ci was not strong enough alone, so he persistently shouted at Balenciaga——

"Hey, hey! That classmate!"

"Brother, friend, buddy, do me a favor!"

Balenciaga didn't seem to hear, and continued to walk towards their destination.

As he walked, he seemed to be worried that the tricycle would slip and hit him, so he took a half step aside.

Student union red armband: "..."

"Fuck!" He cursed, "What the hell!"

On the way, other students who came to report noticed the situation here, dropped their suitcases and ran over, but they couldn't quench their thirst.

The senior estimated Chu Ci's small body, then estimated the acceleration of the car's back, gritted his teeth and said, "Student, get out of the way!"

As he spoke, he twisted the handlebar, aimed at the nearby woods, and held his head with his free hand.

"Slight injury, slight injury, slight injury, slight injury..."

Seeing that the rear of the tricycle fell heavily and was about to smash into the small woods, the senior closed his eyes and prepared to jump down regardless of the three sevens and twenty ones.

"Hallelujah, blessed by the Buddha, minor injuries are fine, don't fall into a concussion, amen..."

Sudden--

"Chila——" a sound.

A powerful and steady thrust came from behind, and the tricycle's backward motion came to an abrupt stop.

Feeling that the pedals were no longer rotating backwards, the senior was startled, and he carefully opened one eye.

Chu Ci added some strength and easily pushed the tricycle to the side of the road.

He said: "It's okay, come down... Can you repair the car chain? If not, you can only find foreign aid."

Senior: "!!!"

The asphalt road was slightly melted due to the high temperature, and two gray ruts could be seen spreading from more than ten meters away to Chu Ci's feet.

The senior may be from the School of Science next door. He stared at the ruts on the road for three seconds, and subconsciously began to calculate in his head——

"It is known that the weight of the tricycle plus me plus dozens of bundles of books is..."

"The slope angle of the road surface is about..."

"According to the above two points, it can be concluded that the backward acceleration of the tricycle is..."

"Suppose the junior pushes the car for a second, then according to the momentum theorem, the force he uses is..."

“1牛，2牛……10牛……100牛……1个涡轮增压发动机……”

The senior finished the calculation silently, and issued a soul torture: "Student, are you really from our school, aren't you an undercover agent sent by the Sports University next door or the Armed Police School?"

Chu Ci: "..."

He said seriously: "Actually, I am from the first emperor of Qin, and I have been practicing the practice secret book "Nine Cauldrons Jue" left by my grandfather. Senior, if you give me 100 yuan, after I open the mausoleum of the first emperor of Qin, I will put the Half of the elixir will be given to you."

Senior: "..."

Other students who came to help: "..."

·

Neither Chu Ci nor the senior knew how to repair a tricycle, so with the help of other students, they pushed the car to a gentler place and stabilized it. The senior said: "Student, please help me to take a look, I will go to the logistics department Make a call."

"it is good."

The previous series of things sounded complicated, but it didn't take long.

Chu Ci pushed the tricycle with one hand, looked up and looked ahead, and found that the Balenciaga classmate hadn't gone far.

The senior obviously saw it too. Holding the phone, he deliberately walked a few steps in the direction of this classmate, and said displeasedly: "Who is it? They don't want to help even if they raise their hands. They are all freshmen. Why is there such a gap between people? big?"

The boy carrying the Balenciaga family was obviously not happy to be compared with Chu Ci, a turkey. He turned his head and gave the senior a cold look, then turned his gaze to Chu Ci, and a yellow glint flashed in the depths of his pupils.

"what?"

Chu Ci's heart twitched, and he seemed to capture the feeling of "being targeted by some beast" that Yang Shao said for a moment.

He felt that this feeling was a little familiar, and he was searching carefully in his memory, when suddenly——

"careful!"

Maybe it was because the tricycle backed too far just now, the rope of a bunch of books suddenly loosened, the tall stack of books shook slightly, and smashed towards Chu Ci with sharp edges and corners.

"Student get out of the way!"

Seeing this scene not far away, the senior was startled, and subconsciously rushed forward to block the disfiguring attack for the junior with his broad back.

however……

"Brush brush."

I don't know how Chu Ci made his move, but he moved so fast that he couldn't see clearly, and he hugged dozens of books that had fallen down in his arms in less than a second, and there were quite a few books.

And with his other hand, he was pushing a tricycle weighing several hundred kilograms with ease.

Senior: "..."

The senior recovered from the shock, stood firm, and asked cautiously, ""Nine Cauldrons Jue"?"

Chu Ci: "..."

He thought to himself, why do you still remember this?

"Uh...Actually..." Chu Ci thought for a while: "It has nothing to do with martial arts, but I can catch it because I came from the countryside and cuddled pigweed since I was a child..."

Skilled.

Before I finished speaking, I only heard the senior say in awe: "Understood."

"???"

What do you know? ? ?

The senior said: "It turned out to be "Nine Cauldron Jue: Hugging the Pig's Palm Technique". I didn't expect that I could create my own palm technique at a young age. I admire it."

Chu Ci: "........."

He thought to himself that the name should not be so casual... No, don't just set up a person for me, please!

·

In such a harmonious and friendly atmosphere, the staff sent by the logistics department to repair the car finally arrived.

He checked the tricycle and found that one of the chains was broken and needed to be pulled back to the logistics department for repairs, so the senior could only bid farewell to Chu Ci.

Before leaving, he asked Chu Ci: "Should I consider joining our student union? Then I can discuss Jiuding with you nearby... No, have you studied?"

Chu Ci: "...it's better not to."

I think your obsession is deep enough now.