How to Build a Haunted House

Chapter 90 Nine Cauldrons

If it is from the perspective of a bystander, one can see a head dragging a long string of blood-red internal organs under the dim moonlight, hiding behind the toilet door.

The small toilet cubicle cannot be soundproofed, and he frowned when he heard the screams not far from him.

——It seems that the door has not been opened yet, and the people outside the door have not seen themselves.

"Are today's young people so timid?" His lips moved slightly, and his head said to himself silently.

This is certainly a good opportunity.

There was a sinister smile on the corner of his lips, sharp canine teeth sticking out of his lips, just about to rush out through the crack of the door to suck blood, when suddenly——

"This world is too crazy, a mouse can be a bridesmaid for a cat..."

A loud and joyful singing voice suddenly came from the dark corridor, which brought an explosive shock to the spectators, and successfully blocked the movement of the head, although it was only half a second.

The singing seemed to give the young man confidence. He touched his forehead, picked up the phone, got up from the floor, and then looked up carefully at the thing that knocked him to the ground.

Opposite him stood a 20-year-old boy, wearing a sweater and jeans, who seemed to have just come down from upstairs and didn't see the way clearly for a moment.

He suddenly collided with a tourist passing the corner, and he was quite frightened, so he couldn't help laughing like a chicken crowing.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck..."

The tourists who sang felt that the laughter was a little familiar, so they paused "The Spring Breeze of Reform Blows All over the Ground" and cautiously asked the code: "Brother, which sect are you from?"

"I taught it from the Nine Cauldrons!"

The person who asked earlier seemed to have met a relative, and stepped forward excitedly, holding his hands: "Fuck! Me too! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

"The people in our dormitory knew that the leader opened a haunted house, and immediately bought ten tickets in a group purchase, and decided to use them for a month to show their loyalty."

"Support the leader's entrepreneurship, it should be."

The two disciples of the Jiuding sect successfully joined forces, held hands tremblingly, and explored the dark unknown area, blowing rainbow farts to the leader while exploring.

"The leader of Chu is worthy of being the successor of Qin Shihuang."

"Yes, look at this haunted house, it looks more like the underground palace built by Qin Shihuang under Lishan Mountain. If you look at these corpses, it looks more like the terracotta warriors in the underground palace."

"Hey, it would be great when classmate Chu can teach the "Nine Cauldrons Jue" to us Muggles, then I will be able to punch and hang ghosts, kick ghosts who jumped off buildings, become the strongest boss of No. 488, and marry the most beautiful ghost. "

"In the next life..."

The two tourists talked further and further away, without noticing that behind them, the door of the narrow toilet opened slightly with a "squeak", a blood-red eye flashed through the crack of the door, and then a black head flew out, floating in mid-air .

"'Nine Cauldrons Jue'?" The middle-aged man mused thoughtfully, "Is this the skill practiced by the person who stole my mansion? It sounds very strong."

His old habit was broken. For the exercises that sounded very powerful, he always wanted to grab them and see which one was better than the evil exercises he practiced, and check for omissions by the way.

After thinking about it, the head couldn't bear the hunger and thirst in his heart, and flew towards the direction where the two tourists disappeared.

He thought about the previous scene, with a little doubt in his heart.

"It sounds like "Nine Cauldrons Jue" is a formula handed down by Qin Shihuang, so why is the surname of its heir Chu?"

Could it be that he changed his surname halfway through?Or have they changed their masters for thousands of years?

Thinking wandering on the wrong road, drifting farther and farther, middle-aged people even began to doubt the color of Qin Shihuang's hat...

It may be that he has been out of touch with the Internet for too long. He didn't know that there is a type of young people in Huaguo called Sand Sculpture Youth.

Anyone who believes in them will lose completely.

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In the darkness on the top of the building, Lian Congyun was quietly lurking. When she saw two young men walking towards her, she deliberately let down her long black hair and let the strands of hair rippling in the air like seaweed floating in the water. .

At the same time, the yin around her body became a little more condensed, causing the white skirt to be reflected on the bright window. If you don't look carefully, you will mistakenly think it is a smear of hoarfrost under the moonlight.

She has made all the preparations. For her own performance, she will definitely scare all the unbelieving tourists into tears and run away with their heads in their hands.

"Come on, come here." Lian Congyun said silently in his heart.

She counted the time, hung upside down from the top of the building, breathed like blue, and her bright red lips brushed against the young man's ears.

"Woo..." There seemed to be a mournful cry in the air, Lian Congyun brewed his feelings, and said quietly: "You..."

Before the words were spoken, the situation changed abruptly.

One of the two youths who had already reached the stairs turned his head inadvertently, and suddenly yelled "Ah!", pulled up his companion and ran upstairs.

"There are, there are ghosts!"

nonsense!

Lian Congyun sneered, and was about to continue her script when the young man was so frightened that she ran across her work area in one breath.

"..."

This is not good.

No matter how good the character is, he will be irritated by this kind of behavior that disrupts the situation casually. Lian Congyun raised his head, wanting to see which wild ghost dared to compete with him for performance.

A solitary head floated over from the dark corridor, with blood-red and evil lights shining in its eyes, like two ill-intentioned lanterns.

It floated closer and closer without a sound, so close that a long string of internal organs could be seen hanging from the abdominal cavity.

The moonlight shone in from outside the window, making everything on the head invisible and clearly visible.

"……what?"

The two youths who were running "da da da" on the stairs looked back and suddenly came to a sudden stop.

"Stop, stop." One of them pointed at Flying Touman, and said to his companion: "Being cheated, this is not scary at all, look at that prop, it is fake as hell, there are no muscles or blood vessels at the incision."

The person next to him put his hands on his knees and let out a wheezing sound.

He followed his companion's finger to look——

"..."

"It seems so. How could we be scared by such a small character just now? After all, he is also someone who has cleared the haunted house six or seven times. It's too embarrassing."

"If you want to blame, blame the corridor for being too dark, so you can't see clearly."

"Yes."

Seeing the two people looking at him with strange eyes, the head was originally delighted by the fear and awe of mortals towards him, but unexpectedly, instead of running away, they began to point and point, and their eyes gradually became disgusted.

Comprehensible or incomprehensible words such as "street stalls", "dropping", "deducting performance", and "commenting opinions" came out of the mouths of the two young people, making their heads furious.

He snorted coldly and let out a loud laugh, two fangs popped out from his lips with a "clang", like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, shining coldly.

"Kneel down and tremble, ants, you will pay the price for the slander just now!"

After all, like a cannonball, the head flew in mid-air at an extremely fast speed and hit the shoulder of the person on the left.

The warm blood flows under the skin, and the blood vessels are pulsating. The blood of people in their 20s is fresh and vigorous. Before drinking it, you can imagine the beauty of the taste.

The middle-aged man's heart was full of fire, he suddenly closed his jaw and bit down hard.

"Crack!"

Clarinet, metal casing, classic bullet shape, a piece of Chanel stuck between the upper and lower canine teeth, making a sharp friction sound, which almost made him grit his teeth.

"Who!" The middle-aged man was furious.

"Me!" Lian Congyun's figure appeared out of thin air, his voice was colder than his.

She took out the lipstick, threw it aside, and looked at the window with distressed eyes at her newly painted red.

"It's hard for me. After preparing for so long, I will become an excellent employee after being rated as the most popular female ghost last time. I actually bumped into you, a pheasant!" Lian Congyun looked unhappy.

"Do you think female ghost makeup is easy to paint? Do you know how to paint a scary but not kitsch, scary and artistic makeup effect? ​​I have prepared for two hours to paint today's makeup, but you dare to rob me?" the limelight!"

A wave of Yin Qi gushed out from her body, and without saying a word, she rushed towards the middle-aged man.

"Apologize to my thousand-dollar Chanel Dior Givenchy Poplar Grove!"

"..."

The two young men were dumbfounded watching the internal strife among employees, and concluded after a long while——

"It's so fierce."

"Deserving it."

"Yes, the voice is so ugly, it's not intimidating at all, and it's not seriously prepared at first glance. This kind of employee dares to fight with our popular TOP hanged ghost lady. I really don't know how ugly I am without looking in the mirror!"

"I will write an opinion to the boss later, and tell him to fire this flying head ghost."

"We don't need this kind of ghost who is neither scary nor professional, it's too fake, it's a shame for the haunted house!"

"Also embarrass us for the Nine Cauldron Sect!"

"That's right!"

……

The middle-aged man used up a lot of strength fighting with the ghost king before, but now he is a little powerless when fighting with Lian Congyun. Although he is stronger than this female ghost who died less than ten years ago, when a woman's cosmetics are desecrated, he explodes. The combat strength of the enemy is several times that of usual, and it seems to be evenly matched for a while.

Hearing what the young man said, he was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You ants dare to talk nonsense in front of me?!"

In order to cultivate Flying Man, he suffered such a great crime and suffered so much, and he was said to be "I have never seen such a fake ghost"?

Outrageous!

"I'm real! A real ghost! Keep your eyes open!"

In order to prove this point, the dense yin energy erupted around Feitouman, which raised his head several feet, almost touching the wall above his head. The expression on his face and the flesh and blood in his abdomen were clearly visible under the moonlight, which was very horrifying.

"Who dares to say I'm a fake?!"

The middle-aged man looked down at the ants below, expecting them to burst into screams, cry bitterly in front of him, and kneel down to beg for mercy.

He got a sneer from the tourists.

"Oh, isn't it just hanging a Wia? What's the big deal? The vampires in the country next door are still installing jet aircraft on their backs."

"Yes, it's useless to just work hard on these crooked ways without delving into scary techniques, and there is no sincerity at all."

"A haunted house that relies on bloodletting and selling meat to scare people is a haunted house without feelings. Don't look around, it's you, pick up your kidney and shake it. Is the black thing on it dirty?"

"I'm kind of craving stir-fried kidneys."

Middle-aged man: "..."

Facing such a devilish tourist, he was completely unable to do anything, and even wanted to run away a little bit.

The middle-aged man thought seriously: I have only been away from Huaguo for 20 years, what earth-shaking changes have happened here?

In other words, what kind of cult is the Nine Cauldron Sect?How could they brainwash believers to such an extent? !