How to Build a Haunted House

on the way back.

Chuci signaled Gumantong in the house, and nothing supernatural happened this time.

But along the way, Father Shen could always feel that there were eyes peeping at him maliciously from the cracks in the door, the cracks in the windows, and even the cracks in the closed floors.

"Come on," he urged.

Shen's mother was very awkward wearing high heels, she supported Shen's father's arm and walked out.

"I heard it." She quickened her pace, and accidentally, the pointed heel of her shoe got stuck on the warped wooden floor, and she almost fell to the ground.

"Be careful."

With a cold face, Shen Yan supported her from behind, leaving her with the slightest touch of his arms.

"Thank you."

Shen's mother's eyes seemed to be scalded by a red-hot iron. She looked away and walked with her head buried. When she was about to reach the door, she suddenly lowered her voice and said, "That ghost, he said...he won't let you go!" Yes, be careful yourself."

After all, she seemed to be afraid that she would regret it, and strode across the front hall into the sunlight.

Chu Ci was four or five meters away from them, but he seemed to have heard Shen's mother's words.

He turned his head and saw that the trace of Shen Yan's fusion with the ghost king increased a little bit, reaching a position more than a foot above his knee.

"I thought it didn't work..." He stroked Gumantong in his arms.

"It seems that the script you wrote still has some influence and can be implemented."

"Haw?"

What if it doesn't work?

Chu Ci smiled gently, "Then catch them and probate them a few more times."

Gumantong froze for a moment, bent his small red mouth, his glass eyes reflected the sunlight, and clapped his hands several times.

Chuci accepted the staff's rainbow fart frankly, and said: "Since it has been tested, let's start tomorrow and find a way to invite the father and mother of all Gumantongs to re-educate, starting with you."

"Ha!"

The "please" in the boss's mouth can be read as "please write tie or steal". Gumantong was very happy to hear it, and kept applauding, as if he had evolved into a fan of the boss.

The two ghosts watched Shen's father and Shen's mother pass through the crowd outside the haunted house and walked towards the parking lot.

Chu Ci: "Follow?"

Shen Yan: "Wait a little longer."

So Chu Ci took out a tablet from his pocket, opened the monitoring interface, and several people looked at it together.

"This is???" The King of Ghosts, who has been hiding in the Southeast Asian rainforest all year round, was shocked when he saw this.

So Chuci stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "The fisheye miniature camera was installed by Xiao Gu when he fell down just now. Technology changes life."

"Why didn't you tell me?!" Seeing that Shen Yan and Gu Mantong both looked like they knew about this a long time ago, the ghost king was indignant.

Chu Ci patted him on the shoulder again, smiling brightly.

"It's intentional. If you can't even find out, then the scum won't be able to find out."

They are all country bumpkins who have lived in the rainforest for 20 years, who can have more fashion than anyone else?

Ghost King: "..."

He ground his teeth, and the degree of fusion with Shen Yan seemed to be much higher than before.

At this moment, there was movement on the screen on the tablet.

Chu Ci: "Hush."

I saw Shen's father and Shen's mother sitting back in the car, and Shen's mother glanced back.

"Let's go."

The engine ignited, the gas pedal was kicked, and the Porsche drove into the city.

"I didn't expect...their haunted house can be done well." Shen's mother said in a complicated mood.

"En." Father Shen responded.

"So many messy employees, I don't know where they got them..."

"It's an actor." Shen's father looked at the rearview mirror and emphasized it again, not knowing whether he was giving confidence to himself or others: "Those are all actors, they must be."

"Okay." Shen's mother didn't argue with him, she grabbed the bag of Hermes with her fingers, and said: "Anyway, I have already got the "Nine Cauldrons", as long as I give this to him, these things will have nothing to do with us from now on."

Didn't they abandon Shen Yan ruthlessly at the beginning because they wanted to live a normal life away from danger?

"En." Father Shen responded.

Looking at the monotonous street trees outside the car window, the husband and wife felt a sense of sadness at the same time for some reason, as if they had lost something very important.

"Old Shen, don't you have a short video platform under your command? How about we..."

Shen's mother was about to say that she should cooperate with the haunted house to promote it, as compensation to Shen Yan, when suddenly a black shadow was pasted on the front window of the car, blocking the direct light.

"Shoot-"

Father Shen slammed on the brakes, and the huge momentum caused the two of them to fall forward inadvertently.

"Crackling——"

As soon as Shen's mother woke up from the dizziness and the white light in front of her eyes, she saw dense cracks like spider webs appearing on the glass of the car directly in front of her, which were constantly spreading outward.

There is a small circular hole in the center of the crack, as if pierced by a sharp object.

Father Shen stretched out his hand and felt a white finger bone on the seat, which had already been inserted into the seat.His thigh was only scratched by the sharp edge of the bone, and blood flowed out, soaking through the suit pants.

"who is it?!"

The fragile window glass couldn't bear the huge pressure, and finally broke with a "crash", and the debris fell all over the driver's seat.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps, illuminating the attacker's face.

"It's you?!" Mother Shen exclaimed.

She held her satchel against her chest, and the expensive leather bag had been scratched in a mess by fragments.

Shen's mother didn't care about these things, she reached out to search in her purse, took out a stack of manuscripts full of words, and handed them to Heiying with both hands.

"This is the "Nine Cauldrons Jue" you want, we have already got it, you can take it."

Shen's mother kept urging in her heart to go fast, but Soi Ying's behavior was not satisfactory.

He took out a hand from the darkness he occupied, and slowly flipped through the cheat book, comparing it with his memory.

"Throw away obsession... throw away the desire to win and lose... throw away all the desires and desires of being a human being... base on pure spirit... purify the faith... gather the original baby, so that all evils will not invade, and you will become immortal. "

"So that's it! So that's it!" The paper flipped, and an excited voice came from Heiying's mouth: "Ascension to immortality really does exist. Could it be that I've been doing something wrong all along?"

"Go!" Shen's mother urged her husband while he was in a daze.

As soon as Father Shen stepped on the accelerator, he was about to slip away from the shadow, but unexpectedly, the car seemed to be stuck in soft mud, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from the swamp-like darkness.

A black tentacle hand stretched out from the shadow, quietly wrapping around Shen's father's neck, and Shen's mother in the co-pilot was treated the same as him.

Touching, the hand tightened, and the shadowy voice came,

"Since the cheat book is in my hands, you can die with peace of mind."

"No! Cough..." Mother Shen grasped the tentacle with all her strength and pushed her hand out, trying her best to take advantage of the air in her throat and said, "You can't do this. You... cough... don't you want to attack ordinary people who have nothing to do with it?" ?”

Heiying was taken aback: "You do understand the rules of Hua Kingdom's metaphysics."

"But it's a pity," he smiled maliciously: "Who made me a bad guy who does all kinds of evil? I'm still a foreigner."

"No," he patched himself: "I'm not a human anymore, I'm a bad ghost, a foreign ghost, all thanks to your son Shen Yan!"

Heiying's face became ferocious when he said the last sentence, his mouth was wide open, and his head was twisted and deformed, like a piranha full of jagged teeth in its corolla, which could bite off a person's head with one bite.

"It has nothing to do with me/You go find him!" A scream broke out in the car, and Shen's mother closed her eyes in despair.

At the last moment of her life, many scenes of Shen Yan's childhood suddenly flashed before her eyes, including the picture of him just born, and the chubby little face carved from ice when he was three or four years old. The son who has never cared about him is still the one who evades responsibility.

A tear slid down his cheek.

At this moment, a violent roar came from behind.

Chu Ci rode a rough Harley motorcycle and handsomely caught up with the Porsche.

Wearing a black helmet, he put two fingers together to his lips and whistled into the car.

"Did you eat melamine? It swelled like this in just a few days?"

New hatred and old hatred welled up in his heart at the same time, the black shadow was angry and frightened, there was a surge in the center, and the face of a middle-aged man emerged.

He stared at Chu Ci, and said viciously: "Get out!"

"Not at all."

Chu Ci stretched out his hand to press the car door, mobilized his spiritual energy and pulled it hard.

The door made of steel was like tofu under his hands, it was easily torn open and thrown aside.

In the next second, flames gushed out from the back seat of the motorcycle.

The golden fire light is like the spread wings of a phoenix when it is nirvana, or like a golden flower blooming on a sacred tree. The moment the sputtered golden light touches the black shadow, it will completely empty out the ghost energy in an area.

The middle-aged man had no choice but to retract his tentacles that were holding Shen's father and Shen's mother by the throat.

"I'm helping you..." He said cleverly to Shen Yan's shadow, "Earth Soul, didn't you always resent them for leaving you behind and running away? Why are you silent now?"

The ground was quiet, and the black shadow lay obliquely on the side of the motorcycle, silently.

"How is it possible?" The middle-aged man first stared at the shadow for a while with confidence, then let go of his consciousness and looked for the nearby ghosts, but he was the only one who looked for it.

"It really merged? How did you do it?" He said to himself.

At this moment, the golden Yanghuo that had circled around in the Porsche inner shuttle automatically flew back to Shen Yan and stopped on his shoulder.

Seen from the front, those few flames were shining brightly, as if they were burning.

"Yes." The middle-aged man fixed his eyes.

"Three flowers gather at the top... throw away desire..."

"Have you practiced the Nine Cauldrons Jue? You must have practiced the Nine Cauldrons Jue!"

Chu Ci poked Shen Yan's waist.

"Yes." He said blankly.

"I knew it, I knew it was like this!"

"The exercise book I practiced before was not good enough, but it doesn't matter, I have already got the "Nine Cauldrons Jue" in my hand!"

The paper covered in the center by a cloud of ghostly air flipped again, and after reading it this time, the black mist directly opened a big mouth, tore it up and swallowed it.

Then he threw away most of the ghost aura on his body, using them as a cover-up, tore a small crack in the air, and disappeared into the chaotic space.

"After the "Nine Cauldrons Jue" is completed, I will come back!"

Chu Ci and Shen Yan: "..."

"Is it really okay?" Shen Yan asked.

"No... right?" Chu Ci thought about it, "Anyway, the content I wrote above refers to the country of Bang, Wa Island, and the country of America... Even if he wants to harm these countries, he will harm these countries, and he will not return to China in a short time .”

As for the effect of supernatural powers, even Chu Ci himself does not know, after all, it has gathered the essence and wisdom of cults from all over the world.

"It's probably similar to Ouyang Feng who has practiced the Nine Yin Manual."

The golden flame burned away all the ghost energy left in place, and Chu Ci also took the opportunity to swallow a lot of Yin energy to make up for it.

The blood flow accelerated, and his cheeks were stained with a blush. He and Shen Yan looked at each other: "Tonight..."

"Cough cough."

There was a coughing sound from the Porsche, Shen Yan took half a step forward, blocked Chu Ci, and said calmly to Shen's father and Shen's mother who were slumped on the car seat: "That's it, from now on, each of us will be safe, and we don't need to see each other again."

"I don't owe you anything."

"Yan..." With tears in her eyes, Mother Shen stretched out her hand towards him.

With a "snap", this hand was knocked down from the air, and when it fell, it also hit Father Shen in the face.

The Harley motorcycle under Chu Ci turned into a clumsy paper-cut and fell to the ground. A figure appeared on the paper-cut, and stretched its body in mid-air, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Shen Yan, but more arrogant.

The ghost king has already merged with Shen Yan from the waist down, but his upper body turned around, facing the Porsche.

Moving his hand away from Father Shen's face, he looked at the red mark on Father Shen's face, and said arrogantly: "Didn't you hear me? I don't owe you anything!"

"goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the Harley motorcycle on the ground, put it in his pocket, and walked away: "It's cool!"

"It's long overdue to say that!"

The voice of the words drifted away in the wind, and the last knot in the heart was untied, and the clear barrier between the heavenly soul and the earthly soul was finally loosened, and slowly merged into one.

·

one year later.

Chu Ci held a tabloid that was circulated in metaphysical circles in various countries, and the headline on the front page was——

"He's coming! The mysterious ghost reappeared in the United States, trying to set himself on fire in Times Square."

"Last month in the country of Bang to promote the resurrection of sacrifices, and last month in the country of Wa to instigate doomsday predictions, why is the ghost code-named 'Nine' so arrogant?"

"This is a conspiracy by the Chinese metaphysics community! It's the Eastern Dragon's long-planned revenge against us!"

"The 'liberal and democratic' Western metaphysics still likes conspiracy theories so much..." Chu Ci sighed, and turned the newspaper to the other side indifferently, "Forget it, it's no big deal, anyway, those countries have already organized Witches, priests, and priests are ready to encircle and suppress the scum, and it depends on whether he can be lucky enough to escape this time, and then continue to promote the cult."

The sequelae of practicing "Nine Cauldrons Jue" are so serious, Chu Ci did not expect that the scumbag practiced, and he brainwashed himself, and now he puts the cultivation of immortality and becoming the leader in front of him, maybe he will choose his own The cause of evil religion.

On the back of the newspaper is the entertainment section—

"'Scared You Don't Talk' is the most popular haunted house again."

"At the beginning of October, the family of European psychics will come to visit China. The first stop is to visit the famous haunted house 'Scared You Didn't Discuss'. All the staff of the haunted house will be invited to participate in the psychic reality show produced by the family."

"'Scare You No Discussion' self-developed "scaring education" and "violent transcendence" technologies are deeply loved by users in the metaphysics community. In the past year since its release, it has persuaded many practitioners who have gone astray to use magic to return from their mistakes and obtain metaphysics. Academic Peace and Progress Award. (attached a photo of the owner of the haunted house and his family accepting the award.jpg)”

Chu Ci looked at himself and brother Tianqing who were smiling happily in the photo, as well as Huang Saner, Zheng Lian, Xiao Yunlan, Lian Congyun, Gu Mantong, and all the staff of the haunted house behind him, and asked the system: "We will be getting better and better. OK, is it?"

"Of course!"

The author has something to say:

finished writing~

The process of writing this book was very tortuous. First, the computer broke down and all the outlines were lost, and then I changed jobs and took exams. For a while, I was unable to do what I wanted. I always felt that the story I imagined was not told well. Thank you very much for your tolerance. I have been writing until the end It's over, let's see you next time, I hope I can correct my shortcomings and write a story that makes you like it even more, Chirp~

If there is no accident, the next book will be released in October. It is a quick travel article by Su Shuang, showing the way → "Becoming the Villain's White Moonlight [Quick Transmigration]"