How to Build a Haunted House

Chapter 91

"It seems to be going well." Chu Ci answered a WeChat message.

The employees said on the mobile phone: "Boss, the target has successfully circled our haunted house, do you want to close the net?"

Chu Ci: "Uh..."

He glanced at the time, and it was currently 8:45, 1 hour and 15 minutes before closing.

then--

"No, let it fly in the haunted house for a while."

At the same time, Chu Ci asked Zheng Lian: "Are you ready?"

"Everything is ok."

Zheng Lian called two employees and asked them to post large promotional photos in the lobby and at the door——

"Night of surprises, Southeast Asian style, a different encounter with Feitoujiang"

There were not many people at the gate, and most tourists knew that they would not be in the queue, so they decided to come back another day. Only the last group of lucky people waiting for admission and a few tourists taking pictures outside the hall noticed this low-key promotional photo.

"What is this?" They asked the young lady at the front desk.

"I don't think you've seen this flying head ghost before? Is it a new employee?"

"Well," Xiao Yunlan smiled and glanced at the flying-headed man captured by the infrared camera, and explained: "This is a celebration event we held to celebrate the 60th day of the opening, and we specially invited a mysterious head-subduing master from Southeast Asia. Added surprises to a late haunted house tour.”

"Because the guest's time is limited and the appearance fee is not low, so the time to get in touch with it is only one night, everyone should hurry up."

"Activity?" There was a noisy whisper in the crowd.

The tourists who got to tonight's number are naturally happy, but the rest of the tourists are a little dissatisfied.

"Since it's a surprise event, why didn't you notify me earlier?"

"Yeah, I knew I would have come to line up at 6 o'clock today!"

"I also want to kick Fei Touman's head like a ball. Miss sister, can you be more flexible? Or let me go in and play with him secretly after you finish work?"

Xiao Yunlan smiled sweetly, thinking that there are no other employees to protect them, you are probably going to deliver food to others.

She helplessly rejected all unreasonable requests, expressing——

"Surprises will naturally be told to the lucky tourists who are selected when necessary, but don't be disappointed if you don't get a number. The boss has activated the infrared camera in the haunted house and is broadcasting the flying head drop in real time in the live broadcast room of 118118 in Jinjiang. During the haunted house parade, now open the live broadcast room to participate in the interaction, and you can also send the boss's autographed photo..."

"autograph?!!"

Before the words were finished, several female tourists had already squatted aside, and the Jinjiang live broadcast was opened on the website of the haunted house.

They brushed the barrage and asked: "If you hit deep-water fish and mines, can you specify the pose for taking pictures?"

Xiao Yunlan: "..."

It seems that the boss's appearance is more popular than Feitouman.

But isn't that what it should be?

·

In the evening, it was the peak traffic period of the major live broadcast platforms, but a niche horror live broadcast room that was suddenly broadcast on the homepage still attracted a lot of attention.

"@全部, 'Socialist Haunted House-Scared You Didn't Discuss' quietly released a limited edition without telling us! Those who didn't go tonight can only hug their phones and cry."

"I've already missed the soft opening and now I'm missing the 60th celebration?"

"[Tears running.jpg], Boss, you big pig's hooves! What kind of hunger marketing are you doing!"

Chu Ci held the phone happily, and sighed: "Fortunately, I installed an infrared camera in each room in advance, this wave will definitely make money!"

"It would be even better if the camera could be installed on the scum's neck or viscera, and paid viewing could be enabled, and the ad would say - 'Flying headman will take you around the haunted house, and experience a different spiritual perspective'."

"...Let Congyun-senpai try it later, it doesn't cost anyway."

Ghost King: "..."

He suddenly felt a little pitiful for his old enemy who had been tearing up with him for more than ten years.

——A head who has become a tool for making money, it seems a bit shameful to care about him.

Is my Xiaoci too eye-catching for making money?awesome!

Chu Ci didn't notice the ghost king's increasingly fiery gaze at all. He sat on the swivel chair, held his mobile phone, arranged various orders in an orderly manner, and lashed out at Fang Qiu, acting like a domineering president.

Under his arrangement, several well-known marketing accounts began to issue press releases——

"Shock! You can't imagine how hardcore this internet celebrity haunted house is!"

"The 60th anniversary of 'Scared You Didn't Discuss', special guests will take you to appreciate the weird and weird Southeast Asian style."

"Bloody Flying Man, parading online."

Feitouman's photos are still fresh and hot. Although he was disgusted by a few senior tourists just now, his bloody appearance, ruthless aura, and tyrannical eyes are still very bluffing. Tourists poured in, and seeing the traffic statistics above, he smiled so hard that his eyes curled up, like a little fox who stole a chicken.

"Sure enough, he won't lose money. The scumbag is really a good comrade who sacrifices himself for others. I wonder if he gave himself a money drop."

"To be honest, I don't want to end it so quickly now. It's better to just hang him like this and cruise around a few times every night until he wakes up or the tourists lose interest."

Ghost King: "..."

Hearing Chu Ci's tone, he felt that the old bastard was like a pig tied to the chopping board. He was cut twice today and three times tomorrow, without the dignity of a villain.

Chu Ci sharpened his sword, "Maybe he can become a signboard of our haunted house. After all, tourists now like to watch Western scenery. Foreign ghosts are better than local ghosts. There is no reason."

Before the words were finished, the two employees on shift in the lounge nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I'm so pissed off. Look at the enthusiasm of this barrage. As for it? Isn't it just a fly, who can't?"

After all, they took off their heads, found some mineral water bottles, and started bowling in the office.

"Come on tomorrow, let's play like this in the haunted house!"

Chu Ci: "..."

The traffic in the live broadcast room continued to soar under the vigorous publicity. Although it was full of criticism of "why is this foreign ghost so ugly", the audience was generally satisfied.

"Don't look at people's ugly parents, but their acting skills are good."

"Yes, that look, that aura, and the time-changing look and expression with canine teeth pouncing on it, if I don't specifically explain it, I thought it was a real Southeast Asian head-down, killing domestic traffic niche in seconds, I represent the public Raise 1 yuan to invite guests to make horror movies."

"Well, I will go to support the box office."

"And don't you think this guest is very dedicated? For more than two hours, he just floated in the air, screaming, and pounced (although he didn't suck a drop of blood), if all the traffic in our country can have this kind of dedication Spirit, why worry that the film you made won't sell well?"

"+1"

"Call uncle."

"Keep up, we support you!"

……

There was a long list of bullshit bullet screens, and it was not until the end that Chu Ci saw someone weakly questioning him.

"I'm a minor language learner. Why do I feel that the special guest swears at a bird's language when he was fighting Miss Hanged Ghost?"

"Sure enough, it's really crooked nuts. The boss has a conscience, and the labor compensation should not be low."

"So it can only be hunger marketing [laughing and crying]."

"I didn't say that the actor acted so realistically, did you really doubt that he is a real head-down master [fear]?"

"……how is this possible."

"Not at all."

"Absolutely not!"

"Upstairs is too much fun."

·

The next day, Chuci calculated the small treasury, and finally asked the employees to lure Fei Touman out of No. 488 and bring him in front of him for the sake of the money.

Fei Tou worked hard all night, with a haggard face and disheveled hair.

It's not that he has never tried to escape from the doors and windows, but Chu Ci extravagantly hung a string of peace charms on the doors and windows, just like decorations, and Ren Fei was hit on the head and bled, but he failed to escape.

He didn't want to die in the haunted house, so he had to bear the humiliation for a whole few hours, and finally saw the culprit before he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Don't be so serious." Chu Ci smiled and faced Fei Tou's savage gaze.

If eyes were swords, he would have been pierced with holes and blood flowing in rivers.

"Crack." Pressed the calculator and looked at the final turnover + live room tipping.

"Return to zero."

Chu Ci said: "Now there is a good news and a bad news."

"..."

In the cold eyes of the scumbags, he said to himself: "The good news is that the audience has unanimously recognized your acting skills and hard work, and called on us to hire you as a staff member of the haunted house for a long time. With your unremitting efforts, the birthday of our haunted house was celebrated yesterday." The turnover finally broke 10, reaching the world-class level.”

"The bad news is that several tourists and some viewers complained that your head is too fake. We suggest that we help you upgrade the hardware level, otherwise there will be a bit of drama, but these are not very important..."

His expression was gentle and his tone was calm, which made Fei Touman feel a little bit of something he shouldn't have.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said darkly, "It's not that we can't cooperate..."

"If you can show me the "Nine Cauldrons Jue", I can forgive your previous offense."

Chu Ci: "..."

He first recalled what "Nine Cauldrons Jue" was, and then said in surprise: "This scum... No, Azan, you misunderstood, why should I cooperate with something like you?"

"you……"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, he was furious, and killing intent shot out from his eyes.

"Don't eat and drink a toast!"

Chu Ci didn't care about his reaction at all.

"Ready?" he called out.

"Amitabha."

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate."

Daozhang Song and Abbot Fakong stood outside the door with benevolent faces, leading the disciples to form a formation.

Shen Yan walked through the crowd and slowly walked into the staff lounge, facing the ghost king leaning against the wall.

He was wearing white casual clothes today, while the Ghost King was wrapped in a black robe as usual.

One black and one white, opposite and harmonious.

Fei Touman's eyes swept over the two of them one by one, seeming a little surprised.

"I really didn't expect..." He sneered, "Azanyan, Earth Soul, you really don't look like you were raised by me."

"I thought that in the dense forests of Southeast Asia, among a large group of black-clothed Azan, you, who were refined into ghosts together with Gu worms and Jiangtou, could grow a little bit, but I didn't expect you to be so naive and willing to go with Tianhun together."

"Would you rather be absorbed by him than cooperate with me?"

"Shut up." Chu Ci looked cold.

Standing between the ghost king and Shen Yan, he seemed to have split the dividing line between light and shadow, and it seemed that light and darkness had produced an indistinct fusion on him.

"I'm not finished yet."

"The most important thing, and the bad news I specially inform you today is that even if you earn 10 yuan for the haunted house, you won't be given a dime."

"Because a dead person is not eligible to ask for salary."

In the next second, the deep ghost aura and orange-red flames swept across Feitouman's body at the same time. Half of his skin, fascia, and muscles were corroded, shriveled into ashes, and the other half gave out a "sizzling" sound under the high temperature. sound.

The middle-aged man with only his head left screamed inhumanly under the torture.

His body gradually collapsed, but a black figure stood up from the broken body.

The black shadow is distorted and vicious, and the ghost aura emanating from his body is only a little weaker than that of the ghost king, and it is still growing.

"I also want to thank you for helping me make up my mind." With a shake of his shoulders, he turned into an afterimage, and at the cost of losing most of his cultivation base, he broke the safety talisman on the window and wounded a young novice under Abbot Fakong. disappeared.

"Just wait, you'll regret it."

The ghost escaped from the encirclement, and the curse-like words floated in the air, making people shudder.