How to Build a Haunted House

"A Flying Headman set meal."

It has been two weeks since the limited event of Southeast Asian style, but thanks to the live broadcast and video of the Jinjiang platform, the enthusiasm of tourists for the Southeast Asian head-down master has not faded in the slightest.

As soon as Chu Ci opens the official Weibo these days, he can see the private messages and comments below——

"Boss, please let Fei Touman come back, please? I don't think he's fake orz anymore."

"It's limited, it's limited, and it's only on stage for one night. How much is the labor fee for Southeast Asian actors?"

"What kind of hunger marketing? It's boring, really boring."

"On behalf of myself, boss, you bring back Uncle Feitouman, I will book a ticket for everyone in the company, and I will do what I say!"

"..."

Looking at the endless stream of local tyrants on Weibo, Chu Ci wiped away bitter tears.

——It’s not that I don’t want to develop him into a long-term employee, it’s that I really can’t do it!

Feitouman's soul has been separated from his head since that night and turned into a ghost. He took advantage of the cover of the night and fled to nowhere. The ghost king's men couldn't find it in Chuhua City.

"I guess he escaped to another province," the Ghost King sarcastically said, "Anyway, he's always been good at escaping."

Chu Ci knew that he recalled some bad memories again, so he patted Ghost King on the shoulder: "Cheer up! Although people ran away, money must be earned!"

"Let's ask the kitchen to add a Feitouman set meal later."

"Flying head barbarian set meal?" The five-star chef Gui, who was violently recruited by the ghost king, was trembling, terrified, and very puzzled.

"I've worked in Michelin restaurants all these years and I've never heard of this dish."

Seeing him begging for advice, Chu Ci felt a little uncomfortable.

He coughed lightly: "It's braised pork head."

Chef: "...Oh."

The disappointed expression on his face has not yet been put away, and the ghost king Senhan's ghostly spirit is stirred up behind him. The chef stood up straight and waved the frying spoon: "It's a good dish!"

·

The Feitouman set meal quickly became a hot item. After all, the five-star chef's stewed meat is really good.

If you don't see Feitouman, it's good to eat a bowl of warm pork head meat in the cold weather of November.

Looking at the rising turnover on the report, Chu Ci asked Zheng Lian to leave, closed the door, and called out the haunted house system by himself.

"Have you collected enough soul fragments?"

"8768 pieces, it will be almost there in a week."

Thanks to the help of Gu Mantong, last cycle "Scared You Didn't Discuss" opened another exhibition hall, the theme of which was a horror amusement park, and most of the participating employees were imps rescued from Song Zhiyuan's hands.In addition to this exhibition hall, today's "Scared You Didn't Discuss" receives more than 500 tourists a day, and Chuci no longer has to worry about the lack of soul fragments.

During this period of time, he successively used some soul fragments to repair Shen Yan's soul. The biggest cracks in the soul have been basically healed. As a result, the Ghost King could no longer bear being within 100 meters of Shen Yan at the same time.

Footsteps sounded at the end of the corridor. At the same time, Chu Ci saw the ghost king who was leaning on the sofa and watching his mobile phone stand up with a "whoosh" and was about to walk through the wall. His face, which was exactly the same as that of Shen Yan, showed disgust and forcibly endured it. expression.

"Wait." Chu Ci tugged at his sleeve.

"What?" Ghost King looked at Chu Ci, frowning.

"I've wanted to ask for a long time, what's going on with you recently, why do you hide when you see Brother Tianqing?"

"Is there?"

With his hands empty, the ghost king pulled out his sleeve, and one foot had already stepped into the wall.

Chu Ci blinked, leaned forward, and whispered in his ear, "Tell me, Brother Ghost King!"

"Don't, don't, don't!" The Ghost King jumped back in fright.

He stood still, and after thinking about it, he was a little bit unwilling, so he said with red ears, "Call me husband."

"Think beautifully."

Chu Ci swiftly picked up his sleeves and tied them in knots, pulling him to prevent him from passing through the wall. At the same time, he pressed the Ghost King's shoulder with his other hand, threatening: "Say it?"

Seen from behind, this distance is a little too close, like an ambiguous kiss.

"Squeak" sounded.

Shen Yan pushed open the door, his gaze a little dark.

Ever since Chuci knew that this ghost was his earth soul, he seemed to have let go of his behavior a lot, such as "bidong", "qiangdong", and calling "Brother Ghost King" appeared endlessly.

Although they were originally one person, after all, they have been separated for nearly 20 years, and the growth environment has no similarities. How could they still be as close as when they were in the same body?

The little fiancé was addicted to hugging left and right, as if he didn't realize that this kind of behavior was genuine scum.

"It's time..." Shen Yan thought to himself, walking unhurriedly towards the two people who were up and down, the spiritual power on their bodies was undisguised, rushing into the air.

Chu Ci was alarmed by this burst of clear and powerful spiritual power, and when he turned around, he was a little overwhelmed by being caught on the spot.

He squeezed the ghost king's clothes tightly and smiled at Shen Yan.

However, the bodies of his subordinates were even tighter than his own, because they were so close, Chu Ci heard the sound of the ghost king grinding his teeth.

He frowned and said angrily, "Damn Heavenly Soul..."

"I don't have the idea of ​​being absorbed, actively penetrating, and merging with the main soul. Absolutely not!"

"It's all the Heavenly Soul's fault!"

Chu Ci: "..."

"absorb"? "Through"? "Merge into one???

There is no big problem with these words alone, but why are they so discordant when put together?

He lowered his head and stared at the violent ghost king, and then looked up at the cold Shen Yan. Chu Ci felt that it was a movie for two people, but his fiancé insisted on playing a 3P plot.

Very hardcore.

"So, you..."

"never mind."

"Let's merge!" Ghost King and Shen Yan said in unison.

They looked at each other and turned their heads in disgust.

"If it wasn't for Xiaoci, I wouldn't be willing to merge with a cold and emotionless guy like you." The ghost king crossed the wall in disgust, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"Me too." Shen Yan looked at the place where he disappeared.

The reason why the earth soul is willing to return to nature is because there is no sex, and he cannot live normally in the human world, and he is willing to accept this childish ghost with no brains, naturally, because without him, he himself will never be able to experience the emotions of normal people, and he will not be able to bring the emotions to Chu. Say goodbye to unreserved love.

At the end of the day, it's all about...

Shen Yan turned his head and faced a shiny camera.

"What are you doing?!"

"Cough," Chu Ci quickly put away the phone: "It's nothing, nothing."

Moving his fingers in his pocket, he quietly uploaded the video he just took to the network disk for backup.

A series of video files have been neatly arranged in the folder named "My Two Fiances" in the online disk.

Chu Ci had a premonition that when Brother Tianqing's soul was fused, these videos of me despising myself, despising myself, and hating myself would become his eternal black history and could not be erased.

·

While waiting to fuse Shen Yan's soul, Chu Ci took the time to help Qian Tongjia save the earth soul from the computer.

He lit a stick of incense, burned a lock of Qian Tongjia's hair, and sprinkled the ashes on the computer screen.

"Call it."

Qian Tongjia took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Qian Tongjia, come out... Qian Tongjia, come out... Qian Tongjia, go home..."

After calling Chu Ci's method for half a minute, the screen of the laptop that was plugged in seemed to light up a few times, but it quickly fell into a black screen, as if it was imprisoned by something.

"Boss, what should we do?" Qian Tongjia seemed to have some connection with the earth soul who was close at hand, and was a little frightened.

"It's not good to forcefully break the seal." Chu Ci reached out and poked the fragile screen, afraid of hurting the employees' souls that are more fragile than the screen, so he said: "Well, call it again, and say something that is the most impressive and familiar. Maybe it can make it rush out by itself, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

"The only thing we can do is smash the notebook." Chu Ci tentatively pinched the corner of the notebook - "Pa-ta".

The casing seemed to be bending, and he stopped in time: "If you can't smash it, don't smash it. I remember this model is quite expensive."

"Yes, yes, yes." Qian Tongjia was afraid that his soul would also be broken, so he respectfully asked his boss to sit aside, racked his brains, slapped the Mediterranean, and began to recite "C Language Basics" and "Python" from scratch. getting Started".

"The C language is a general-purpose, procedural-oriented computer programming language..."

Accompanied by the boring preaching sound, the screen became numb, the power button automatically lit up, and a string of codes flowed rapidly from the screen.

finally--

A translucent soul slowly emerged from the silver-gray computer. Although it didn't have much consciousness, it still frowned and tightly covered its ears.

Qian Tongjia's recitation paused for a moment, and when he took a closer look, he felt sadness coming from it.

"Why does my earth soul go bald faster than me?! I remember that I still had thick black hair when I was killed!"

"Shut up." Chu Ci: "Continue to recite."

With the sound of reciting, a slightly solid shadow emerged in the air, opened his eyes suspiciously and looked around, then slapped his forehead, like waking up from a big dream.

Although he and Qian Tongjia were wearing the same style of plaid shirt, jeans, and black-rimmed glasses that looked like copy-and-paste, judging from the bald area on the top of his head, it was obviously not him.

At the same time, another translucent figure slowly floated out of the notebook.

"This is you." Chu Ci stretched out his hand, and the soul of the earth flew towards Qian Tongjia's eyebrows in a daze.

As if he was hit by a bullet, he sat on the chair, closed his eyes quietly, and accepted the memories and emotions of the earth soul during this period.

Chu Ci looked at the soul of another programmer in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise——

"A pleasant surprise."