How to Build a Haunted House

Chapter 52 Too Timid

Chu Ci waited patiently.

Ten seconds later, Qian Anhui staggered and pushed open the door, and ran out from the small building.

"minister?"

Chu Ci stopped her and wanted Qian Anhui to rate the performance of the employees.

However, Qian Anhui didn't seem to hear it. She covered her face with her hands and ran all the way to the place where the sun was brightest outside the shade of the trees.

Then follow the same trajectory as Hu Yong——

"Paji".

Chu Ci: "..."

system:"……"

Qian Anhui who fell to the ground: "..."

She seemed to have lost her sense of pain, and it took her a long time to slowly get up from the lawn, feeling the sunshine on her body, and finally regained her senses.

Chu Ci didn't ask Minister Qian for his opinion this time, he took out his small notebook and wrote on it——

"We should add a post of security officer to protect the safety and health of customers."

"The specific duty... is to act as a ghost pad for customers when they are too excited and cause them to fall, hit a tree, hit a person or hit a car."

"The safety officer can fall, but the customer can't! The safety officer can die a second time, but none of the customers can die!"

"The last one is the key point. When you draw it down, you will have to test it during the training."

"Well, that's good."

The system attached a split body of itself to the small building in front of it, and the main body blinked at the window in Chu Ci's pocket.

It looked at the host's writing, and suddenly asked: "What about the mental health of the customer?"

Chu Ci smiled helplessly.

He looked at his mentally handicapped with pity——

"What do you think?"

How can we collect soul fragments when the customer is mentally healthy?

"Actually, the most important purpose of protecting your health is to make them come back next time..." Chu Ci said euphemistically.

He didn't say the word "harvested", but everything was silent.

system:"……"

Sure, you're still the unconscionable haunted house owner I knew.

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"minister?"

"Sister?"

"Sister Qian Anhui??" Chu Ci walked up to him.

"No! I'm not afraid! It's all fake!"

Qian Anhui slowly sat up from the ground.

Her eyes were firm and she clenched her fists to encourage herself: "I believe in materialism, and I am a successor to socialism. College students in our new era must adhere to the road of socialism and draw a clear line from all demons and monsters... Amitabha Hallelujah Christ Jesus is too old Jun..."

Chu Ci: "..."

He looked down at Minister Qian from above, and stopped her before she reported the names of all the gods from ancient and modern China and foreign countries.

"Senior Qian, are you okay?"

Chu Ci used a little bit of spiritual power to calm down Qian Anhui quickly.

"cough."

Qian Anhui took a look at herself, feeling a little embarrassed, she coughed lightly and stood up, "It's okay."

"Then fill out this customer questionnaire." Chu Ci took out a form from his notebook, on which he wrote the names of the employees of various departments of the haunted house, such as "Dark Corridor Lighting Team, Chicken Chop Shop Owner, Disfigured Real Boss , mahjong trio, props group..." and so on.

Qian Anhui refused in her heart, as soon as she saw this form, she remembered her previous experience in the magic house.

But the sense of responsibility of "making the programs of the School Association for Science and Technology bigger and stronger, and trampling the student union under her feet" made her take the form and give a rough score based on her first impression.

On a 2-point scale, she gave him 1 points and [-] point for the props group because she was the most frightened by the owner of the fake chicken chop shop and the corpse hanging upside down in the corridor.

After handing the form to Chu Ci, Qian Anhui felt that it was not objective, so she said, "Student, let me revise it. Two scores were lowered. In fact, they still worked very hard."

"It's okay." Chu Ci rejected Qian Anhui's move, and neatly clipped the form into the notebook.

"Don't worry, senior, we evaluate performance here in order of lowest score, and the lower the score given by the customer, the better their performance!"

Qian Anhui: "..."

Wouldn't your excellent employees be tricked by customers? ? ?

She was carrying the "souvenir of the first experience" given by Chu Ci in a mess, and was about to go back slowly.

The souvenir is a villain carved by Lian Congyun in plaster, referring to the moment when Qian Anhui was most frightened and collapsed in the haunted house, sitting on the ground with her hair disheveled, covering her face and crying bitterly.Needless to say, although the villain is a Q version, his facial features and demeanor are quite expressive, and at first glance he looks cute and cute.

Qian Anhui: "...help me thank you props team."

"You're welcome, it should be." Chu Ci accepted the compliment instead of Senior Congyun.He then handed over a Q-like villain with a Hu Yong face to Qian Anhui: "Minister Hu left in too much haste and forgot to take away the souvenir. Senior sister, please pass it on to him."

Hu Yong's villain has exaggeratedly widened eyes and mouth, raised eyebrows, and a collapsed face, resembling the famous painting "Scream".

Just looking at its face, it seems as if you can hear the screams of its deadly enemy.

Qian Anhui looked relieved, and decided to take a picture of the villain after returning home, and then return it to Hu Yong.In the future, as Hu Yong's dark history, he can entertain himself for a lifetime.

She gradually let go of the embarrassing experience of being scared and crying.

Sure enough, whether it is miserable or not depends entirely on the background of the peers.

Thinking about it this way, Qian Anhui couldn't wait for the opening of the carnival, and then came to Xiaolou to reap the happiness.

She quickly drew up a list in her heart, all of whom usually like to brag about her boldness, who must choose horror movies when watching movies with female classmates, and who are straight steel men who say "you women are timid".

"Student, do you still have discount coupons for the magic house? I'll go back to Amway and give it to other friends."

"enough!"

Chu Ci took out a handful of discount cards, and Qian Anhui put them carefully in his pocket.

She turned her head contentedly, and was about to go back to find Amway, when she suddenly thought of a question.

"Student, how did you write the project letter for applying for this magic house? What is the theme you want to express?"

It is incredible that such a project of writing a magic house and reading it as a haunted house can be passed by the teachers of the school's academic affairs office. How amazing and brilliant and in line with socialist values ​​can make those old-fashioned people open the haunted house website one side?

Chu Ci: "Uh..."

Just know.

He swallowed the words "Carrot Chapter", used his brain urgently, exerted all his IQ, and finally came up with a very good theme under Qian Anhui's puzzled eyes.

Chu Ci: "Reject pornography, gambling, and drugs."

Qian Anhui: "?????"

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"Huang, it's you."

"Poison, it's you too."

"bet……"

"It's not me, it's them!" Huang San'er rushed to answer, poking the tip of her tail vigorously to one side.

"Okay." Chu Ci took out a bag of dried fish and threw it to it, then gave each of the three ghosts who had been playing mahjong hard all afternoon a spicy crayfish.

"Our script needs to be changed."

Now that Senior Sister Qian Anhui has been told this, of course she should make a show of it.

Chu Ci told Huang San'er: "Where's the newspaper that I asked you to put at the chicken chop stand?"

Huang San'er finished eating the dried fish with a few "sucks", ran into the small building, and ran out with a newspaper wrapped around his tail after a while.

Chu Ci looked at the headline in the newspaper—"The owner of the chicken chop shop went bankrupt due to gambling, and hacked the clerk to death in a madness", and said: "Change."

"Change to what?"

"Hmm..." Holding his chin with a pen, Chu Ci said, "It doesn't show 'yellow' and 'poison'."

"Then change it to—'Ah Huang, the owner of the chicken chop shop, went bankrupt because of the fairy dance, took drugs to relieve his worries, accidentally overdosed, and went crazy and hacked the clerk to death."

Huang San'er: "..."

Huang San'er shook, rolled up the newspaper and muttered, "What a pity, boss."

Chu Ci: "Huh?"

"No, it's miserable, Ah Huang."

Chu Ci was satisfied.

"Oh," he asked the props team to quickly print a new newspaper, make it old and put it back on the chopping board of the chicken chop stand, and then said: "Actually, Minister Qian has basically played the real ending, but it's a pity that she didn't go close to see the paper on the table. Newspapers, leading to a step away from the truth."

"You're still too timid!" Chu Ci hated iron for being weak.

Hope to see a few bold ones in the next few days.

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Soon, it's carnival time.

Early in the morning, various activities were organized around the school, including various quizzes, fun games, and singing and dancing. The student union even moved a few VR experience machines and put them on the south square of the school. to the other side of the square.

In contrast, the small building is much deserted.

Chu Ci accepted this well.

"It's okay, the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys!"

……

"But the alley might be a little too deep..."

After a full 10 minutes, there was no customer who came to experience, the system said sincerely.

Chu Ci: "..."

He borrowed this two-story building from the janitor. It was originally used to store cleaning tools and some sundries. Some of the rooms on the first floor were lent to Chu Ci for a few days, as long as he restored it to its original state later.

Even the tricycle that Huang San'er used to sell chicken chops was borrowed from his aunt.

"Don't look at this building as broken," said the auntie cleaner in Building 5 when she brought Chuci over, "It has been here since the school was founded. I heard it was donated by the Liang family, the richest man in the province more than ten years ago. At that time, the Liang family donated a total of five teaching buildings including the activity building. When laying the foundation, they asked an expert to look at it. They said that they used four small buildings in the four corners, and the activity building in the center formed a Fengshui formation. , can suppress the evil spirits in the underground. But we don’t know much about it.”

Chu Ci was noncommittal.

He knew that the area of ​​Chuhua University was a mass grave before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and he heard that many prisoners executed during the war were buried there.The so-called suppression should be to suppress these ghosts who died in vain, but Chu Ci has lived in the campus for so long, but he has never heard of any ghost stories, and he has never seen too much yin. Reincarnated.

He walked into the small building with the cleaner aunt, felt the environment and location, nodded and said: "Not bad."

"That's it, thank you, Auntie."

The building was very clean. Not only was there no dust, there was no light, no sound, and it was empty.

The lack of air circulation brings a certain sense of stagnation, combined with the dark environment and the desolation brought about by the isolation from the crowd, it makes people feel uncomfortable, and there is an illusion similar to claustrophobia. It is no wonder that most of these buildings were later abandoned. .

"How should I put it..." Auntie the cleaner left quickly, and Chu Ci walked around the building by herself: "I always feel that something is wrong."

The shape of the small building itself is square, and once the door is closed, it looks like an airtight coffin.

"Eerie." The haunted house system followed closely.

One person and one system inspected the gloomy small building. After a long while, Chu Ci smiled with satisfaction, and the haunted house system also slammed the door several times.

"It's such a treasured place to open a haunted house!" They said in unison.