How to Build a Haunted House

Chapter 42 Kiss 1

After solving Huang San'er's problem, Chu Ci took advantage of the weekend to spend two days in the apartment.

By the way, he took Uncle Huang's car and pulled some of his luggage back from school, including the longevity card and a bag of gifts for his fiancé. After all, such things are kept in the dormitory and are seen by roommates It's hard to explain.

"Wild ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Polygonum multiflorum, Fritillaria, Astragalus..."

When Shen Yan came back from the outside, he happened to see the little fiance dumping the sack on the sofa, sitting cross-legged beside him, and counting the things inside.

The wild ginseng, ganoderma lucidum and Shouwu are all [-]-year-old products, and the circles of fine lines are smooth and neat, with a faint precious light.

These medicinal materials, which were worth more than gold, were randomly divided into piles by Chu Ci. When he saw Shen Yan approaching, he waved happily.

"Brother Tianqing, look."

Shen Yan: "..."

Even Shen Yan, who has seen many wealthy families in Hong Kong over the years, was also shocked by the pride of Chuci, a century-old ginseng, who gave it away as soon as he said it.

"Where did it come from?" He looked at the ginseng stacked neatly on one side like a white radish, carefully raised his legs, and stepped over the mushroom-like pile of Ganoderma lucidum.

The weasel squatting between the Ganoderma lucidum and the ginseng has red eyes, and its tongue hangs on one side, panting, looking like a dog, as if it is about to pounce on the flowers in the next second, but it is a pity. The dog leash was tied by the door, and even if stretched, it was half a step away from the medicinal materials, so it could be seen that it couldn't be chewed.

Huang San'er sniffled, "Gudong" swallowed, and said miserably: "Ah! I'm dying! I need a ginseng to get better!"

Chu Ci: "..."

He took out two long, majestic and beautiful golden antlers from the bottom of the sack and put them aside. He answered Shen Yan's previous question: "They were all picked up in the mountains, and some were brought by Aunt Hu from the mountains. Some came back, and some were given to me by wild animals in the mountains.”

For example, the antlers are a gift from a sika deer after changing its horns.

The small village where my grandfather lives in seclusion is close to Daqing Mountain, which stretches across the north and south of China for [-] miles, with towering green mountains and beautiful mountains and rivers.

There are rare treasures in the high mountains and deep streams, and the rich species resources of Daqing Mountain are among the best in the whole country.

Grandpa had the habit of purchasing medicinal materials when he was alive. He himself took Aunt Hu up the mountain from time to time to find some precious herbs that grow among the high mountains and are not easy to be discovered by ordinary people. , this habit was persisted by Chu Ci.

For Chu Ci, who was just thirteen or fourteen years old and still in school at the time, it was not easy to go to the mountains to collect herbs, but he accidentally heard people in the village chatting and saying that marrying a daughter-in-law is a gift, and the more you give it, the better. More means that you value each other more.

then……

Glancing at the herbs he had accumulated over the years, Chu Ci had an unconcealable smile on his face. He waved his hand and said generously, "Take whatever you want, these are for you..."

The word "betrothal gift" hadn't come out yet, the look in Shen Yan's eyes made Chu Ci stunned, and the words he wanted to say were blocked in his mouth.

Shen Yan was good-looking in the first place, even if his expression was cold and repulsive thousands of miles away, he could fascinate Yang Shao and Mr. Yang, who are big and small. At this moment, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, his eyes softened, and his aggressive aura eased. A little bit, like a snow lotus blooming in the snow and ice of a high mountain, it has a kind of awe-inspiring and inviolable beauty.

Chu Ci coughed lightly, covered his nose subconsciously, and saw Brother Tianqing pick up a ginseng in a daze, and said with a smile, "A dowry for me?"

Chu Ci: "!!!"

What dowry?That's a dowry!

He felt that there might be some misunderstanding between himself and brother Tianqing.

However, before Chu Ci could clarify, Shen Yan smiled again, lowered his head slightly, and brushed his lips against the rough surface of the ginseng.

"Thank you, I like it very much." He said softly.

Chu Ci: "..."

! ! ! ! ! !

How could she be so seductive?

He covered his nose tightly, deeply doubting whether his fiancé was upper bodyed by Huang San'er.

"Actually, this is..." Chu Ci still wanted to save it one last time.

"Ok?"

Facing Shen Yan's amber eyes, he gradually stopped talking.

Chu Ci only felt that there seemed to be thousands of stars in those eyes, which were fascinating and beautiful, and even forgot what he wanted to say.

"Forget it." He gave up on himself.

The dowry is just the dowry, anyway, I earned Brother Tianqing back!As expected!

Without doing anything, he glanced at the weasel who was in the way, stretched out his hand to push Shen Yan down, and put his hand on his chest.

"Actually, I still have another wedding...cough cough, I want to give you a gift!"

Shen Yan was pushed down on the sofa cooperatively, staring intently at her little fiancé.

Huang San'er was happily taking advantage of the boss's inattention, stretching out his paws to grab a piece of Polygonum multiflorum, and unexpectedly being caught by the boss's wife's peripheral vision, he felt a chill on his back that went straight to the bone marrow, and even his lungs were frozen by the chill, and he rushed to the place. Drop the icicles.

"Gah?!"

It shivered suddenly, and didn't care about stealing the medicinal materials. It bit the dog leash and jumped outside. It hid in the kitchen, closed the door, and shivered with its buttocks pouted.

Then, Uncle Huang, who had been hiding here for a long time, scooped him up and covered his mouth.

"Shh."

……

In the living room, Chu Ci lowered his head.

He stretched out his hand to cover Shen Yan's eyes, and then called out in his consciousness——

"System? System??"

"receive."

The haunted house model that suddenly fell on the carpet, the two curtains were tightly drawn, so that no light could come through.

A speck of white light floated out from the narrow window like starlight, circled around, and landed between Shen Yan's eyebrows.

Chu Ci took a deep breath, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.He put his lips on the soul fragment and sucked it lightly.

With many years of experience in sharing spiritual power, the spiritual power of Chu Ci and Shen Yan is like two poles of a magnet, attracting each other and quickly merging into one.

Following the interconnected spiritual power, the soul fragments sank into the Niwan Palace along the route dominated by Chu Ci, and finally landed on Shen Yan's scarred soul.

"Don't resist."

The voice of the little fiance rang in his ears.

Shen Yan was startled, then relaxed his body, really gave up all resistance, and handed over the most vulnerable place to Chu Ci to take the lead.

The soul fragments sank into the shallowest crack, like glue bonding the two souls that were about to shatter.

The aura circulated in the Niwan Palace, and Chu Ci carefully inspected Shen Yan's Heavenly Soul, and found that the halo naturally emitted from it seemed a little stronger than before.

He happily withdrew his spiritual power.

Shen Yan's situation is much more serious than Huang San'er's. If you use a glass as an analogy, one is just cracked, half of the other is broken, and the other half is also torn apart, so Chu Ci dare not give him too much at once. Soul fragments.

After filling up the shallowest crack with more than a dozen pieces of soul fragments, Chu Ci stopped, moved his lips, removed the hand covering Shen Yan's eyes, and stared at the gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling , changing the subject: "How do you feel now?"

Shen Yan frowned slightly. He could feel the foreign body sensation brought by the soul fragments that did not belong to him. The emotions left in the soul fragments left a trace of influence, but it was very weak, and it would naturally fade away quickly with time.

There was a slight pain between the eyebrows, and then it became comfortable under the comfort of the lips, and the blended spiritual power turned into warm water, flowing through every wound.

The soul that had been separated for many years was made up, which brought a rare sense of fulfillment. Shen Yan looked at Chu Ci quietly, and saw his lips opening and closing.

Although I don't know how the little fiancé restored his soul, but...

"It's very effective." He raised his arm, and pulled down his little fiancé, who was looking at the sky and the earth but not at himself, so that only his own shadow was imprinted in his eyes.

"Well……"

The words disappeared between the lips that met.

"It's more effective that way."

Shen Yan smiled, slowly tasting the delicacies that only belonged to him.

Huang San'er: "..."

Uncle Huang: "..."

Because the kitchen space is too small, Uncle Huang simply turned into his original form.

Two big weasels sat face to face on the ground, you looked at me, I looked at you.

"Why did you shave all the baldness here when I was treating my illness..." Huang San'er touched her bald forehead with her paws in disbelief, and complained, "It takes so long to grow hair, woof!"

"And it's the big guy's turn—" it pursed its lips, made a kissing gesture, and frantically yelled at the air.

Uncle Huang moved his butt back to the position of a tile with difficulty looking directly at it.

"Boss has no hair on his forehead, so he doesn't need to shave it, and he doesn't even want to get a needle, tsk tsk tsk." Huang San'er was self-centered and complained.

Uncle Huang: "Shut up."

People fall in love, you can control it?

"Then you can't use the psychic technique when you're in love. I can feel the spiritual power of the psychic technique fluctuating. The last time I saw it was at the Hu Daxian in the village next door. That vixen cheated on eight boyfriends with this trick. It's always exciting. It's..."

"Gah!"

Before Huang San'er finished speaking, his tail hurt, and Uncle Huang stepped on his feet sharply.

It opened its eyes wide and watched in horror as Uncle Huang raised his other paw, exposing his sharp nails, and dangling in front of his nose.

"Swallow this matter back to your stomach, and you won't even talk about being made into a weasel fried mooncake!" The big weasel, who was half a head taller than Huang San'er, threatened.

"Can……"

"I've already paid homage to the legal couple who have a tablet on the world, what's the matter with using a mind trick? It's fun!" Uncle Huang said.

Uncle Huang is a very traditional Huang Daxian. After threatening his great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grass--but pre pre-cho-," S. S. S. ) from from , but , ) ) ) , ) , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ).

"I was also worried that my husband would not be able to catch up with anyone. I bought him so many romance novels published by Lu Jinjiang. I was too worried."

From now on, those president Wen Tian's petting old men and sadomasochistic romances will all be his own, Ka Ka Ka!

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"Anyway, Madam must be kept secret about obsession! As long as he doesn't know!" Uncle Huang ordered.

Huang San'er: "..."

With just one kiss, has he changed from Young Master Chu to Madam?

It nodded, and beeped softly: "It's useless if we don't talk about it, the key is to see Mr. Shen, see what excuse he can find, and see if he can hide it from the boss."

Before the words fell, voices came from the living room.

Chu Ci picked up the dog leash that was bitten off on the ground: "Huang San'er?"

"To!"

Huang San'er jumped out of the kitchen with a "Wow" to watch the excitement.

However, unlike what he had imagined, the atmosphere between the boss and the boss was very harmonious, and there was no embarrassment at all.

"Are you feeling better?" Chu Ci asked Brother Tianqing with concern.

"En." Shen Yan leaned on the sofa, supported his forehead, closed his eyes, and looked slightly uncomfortable.

"Boss?" Huang San'er was wondering why the boss called him here, when Chu Ci shook off the dog chain that had been bitten off in his hand.

"How is this going?"

Huang San'er: "!!!"

It racked its brains and organized words to exonerate itself: "This... is not my fault, it's just that my head twitched suddenly, and a strong desire came to my heart, I wanted to bite, I really wanted to bite, it was hard to control!"

"So I bit it." It was dejected, serious, and asked the boss pitifully, "Is it possible that the dog that repaired my soul has rabies? I shouldn't be infected, right?"

Chu Ci: "..."

cheated?

Huang San'er carefully looked at the boss who was thinking.

The boss suddenly sighed.

He said to Huang San'er: "The money for the new dog leash will be deducted from the salary!" Then he stretched out his hand, rubbed the center of Shen Yan's eyebrows, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Brother Tianqing!"

"It's all my fault, you are indeed affected by the memory in the soul fragment!"

Huang San'er: "Gah???"

It's dumbfounded and unfair, is that okay?

Of course.

When it was brought to No. 488 by Chu Ci the next day, Chu Ci avoided Shen Yan, called the ghost of No. 488 together, and asked seriously: "Which one of you usually likes to watch pornographic movies? Seriously!"

The ghosts who love to watch movies were picked out one by one, stood in a row dejectedly, and wrote 800-word reviews one by one.

"We must strengthen the construction of socialist spiritual culture, be a new ghost with ideals, morality, culture, and discipline, and contribute to the realization of a new era of haunted houses that are pure, stable, harmonious, and friendly, and are not allowed to be visited below the neck. a force of..."

Chu Ci watched them rack their brains and scratch their heads in relief.

--Should!Tell you to bring down my fiancé who is as innocent as iceberg snow lotus!

Shen Yan's expression was light, his lips were slightly pale, and he looked a little sick.

He held the hand of his little fiance and looked at the group of punished employees.

In fact, the fragments used to make up for the soul were not provided by these ghosts, and there were no indescribable memory residues below the neck.

But, who cares?

The author has something to say:

Brother Tianqing: The weasel inspired me.

Chu Ci: What inspired you?

Brother Tianqing: It's better to strike first.

Chu Ci: ...