How to Build a Haunted House

Chapter 62 Thin-skinned

Inside the auditorium.

Only a thin layer of resentment and evil spirit that had been raging before was left, surrounding Xiao Yunlan's body.

She was locked aside, staring at Chu Ci with resentful eyes, and kept repeating something in her mouth.

Chu Ci was a little curious, and listened carefully, and found that what she said was, "If it wasn't for you...if it wasn't for you..."

"If it wasn't for me, maybe you are still sealed underground by the coffin array, how could you see the socialist Xinhua country so soon." Chu Ci was confident.

He moved away the chairs that had been thrown upside down by the murderous aura, and piled them in a pile by the scarred wall, and seriously defended himself against Xiao Yunlan's eyes: "But what does this have to do with me? I really just want to have a good time. It's just a haunted house."

Xiao Yunlan: "..."

At this moment, Liang Hongzhen woke up.

His consciousness was still at the moment before he fell into a coma, he got up and shouted at the female ghost, "Mom!"

"Get out!" The expression on his face became gloomy and ruthless, Xiao Yunlan vented all the embarrassment he suffered from Chu Ci on his son whom he hadn't seen for many years.

She glanced at the fine lines on Liang Hongzhen's face with a sneer, and said with incomparable contempt: "Who is your mother?! I don't have a son as old as you!"

Liang Hongzhen: "..."

???

!!!

old? ? ? ! ! !

Seeing Mr. Liang's shocked, unbelievable, and bewildered expression, Chu Ci covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

"After all, Mrs. Liang was less than 30 years old when she died."

The sense of dislocation between a 29-year-old mother and a 40-year-old son may require Mr. Liang to digest slowly.

……

Liang Hongzhen might really find it difficult to accept the fact that he was called "old" by his own mother face to face. He crouched in the corner, thought for a long time, took out his phone, and took a selfie.

"Where is it old?"

Everyone present was well-informed, and no one comforted him, allowing Mr. Liang to accept this cruel reality.

Only Uncle Huang was still thinking about his chicken and patted Liang Hongzhen on the shoulder.

"If you have time to feel sorry for yourself, it's better to search for local chicken in a certain treasure. By the way, I heard that drinking more chicken soup can delay aging..."

"Nonsense!" Xiao Yunlan sneered.

She is now a tiger with its teeth pulled out, and it explodes like a gun barrel, Uncle Huang ignores her.

He looked into Liang Hongzhen's eyes and emphasized again: "Don't forget the two chickens you owe me."

"No, there are three now."

Seeing that Chu Ci and Shen Yan had confirmed the location and waved at him, Uncle Huang swooped over and stretched out his claws.

"Is it here?"

"Yes, dig."

……

Swipe, swipe, swipe.

Uncle Huang happily dug holes in the ground with his claws. He dug out chunks of concrete from the bottom, and accidentally encountered a few steel bars in the middle, which were also cut off by his claws.

"Sure enough, professional things should be done by professional people." Chu Ci sighed.

"That's right." While speaking, Shen Yan thought of something and patted his head: "Daozhang Zhang has arrived in Chuhua City a few days ago."

"Which one..." Chu Ci recalled for a moment, his eyes lit up: "The one with the construction team in his hand?"

"Yes, Mr. Liang came here because he introduced him."

Shen Yan briefly talked about the cause and effect, probably because Zhang Daochang's previous project was to adjust the feng shui of the ancestral house for a family in Hong Kong City, and that wealthy family was Xiao Yunlan's natal family.

"Ms. Xiao's natal family had always suspected the cause of her death, but there was no evidence. This time, by chance, Zhang Daochang saw the Fengshui map of Liang's house and found something strange, which triggered a series of subsequent events. .”

"Being entrusted by others and being loyal to others, Zhang Daochang accepted Mr. Liang's uncle's entrustment. Because he is not good at fighting with others, he turned to me..."

"Then why did Mr. Liang say that someone gave him a dream during the Ghost Festival?" Chu Ci asked curiously.

Shen Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, his expression was high, and his mood fluctuated a little more than usual.

He said: "Maybe the seal of the formation has been loosened after so many years; or maybe Mr. Liang himself has doubts in his heart, which have been accumulated for many years, so he thinks about it every day and dreams at night; or it is really Mother and child are connected..."

Anyway, who knows?

At this time, Uncle Huang suddenly burst into a loud cry.

"Sir! Young Master Chu!" He said, "I dug it!"

·

Chu Ci came back to his senses, went over with Shen Yan, and saw Uncle Huang carefully holding out a black wooden box from the ground.

"The urn made of gloomy wood, Mr. Liang is really worth the money." Chu Ci didn't like the entrepreneur very much.

The wooden box was wrapped in red satin. Although it had been buried in the ground for many years, neither the fabric nor the box was damaged at all. The brand-new satin surface was shining under the candlelight in the middle of the auditorium, with a look that did not match the entire old memorial hall. Weird feeling.

The moment the box was taken out from the ground, everyone present felt a little hairy.

"and many more."

Shen Yan suddenly stopped Uncle Huang from opening the wooden box, and motioned him to call Mr. Liang and his mother who were still cultivating their relationship, "Let's talk outside."

……

"This is going away?"

Liang Hongzhen couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, he seemed to be relieved, but at the same time he seemed a little bit reluctant.

He stood up and said to Xiao Yunlan, "Mom, let's go."

Xiao Yunlan was no longer disturbed by resentment, and she was much less aggressive than before. When she heard the words "ha", she was bound by the chains on her body and floated in front of Liang Hongzhen.

Before leaving, she glanced at the selfie on her phone, and she suddenly said, "Look at the expression lines on your forehead, have you used anti-aging essence?"

"There are also eye wrinkles, crow's feet, and nasolabial folds. It seems that they have never been maintained... How did that bastard Liang Yiming take care of his children all these years?!"

"Mom!" Liang Hongzhen was embarrassed and pleasantly surprised, "You remember?"

"Don't call me mom!"

"Okay," with a silly son's smile on his face, Liang Hongzhen boasted before Xiao Yunlan said, "I don't have a son as old as you."

"……Fine."

During the conversation, several people left the gloomy memorial hall and walked along the corridor to the entrance of the library.

I didn't meet anyone along the way, but when I passed the bathroom, I heard screaming, crying and the sound of doors being slammed.

Chu Ci: "What's going on?"

Behind him, Uncle Huang: "Oh Huo."

Huang Daxian rubbed his chin, remembering the woman who was riddled with debts: "Forget about her."

"give it to me."

Before Mr. Chu and Young Master Chu could make a move, Uncle Huang volunteered to walk over and pushed the door.

"Click."

The door, which could not be pushed or kicked open no matter how hard it was, was easily opened a crack, and inside was the darkness that filled the entire room like flowing water.

The only brightness comes from the mirror, and the reflection reflected by the mercury mirror is finely detailed and lifelike.

"Help!"

Jiang Xiaoying's hair was disheveled, and when she saw the light of hope burst out in her eyes the moment the door opened, she staggered towards the door, her high heels had already been taken off, and her clothes became messy in the previous struggle.

"help me!"

The hopeful cry for help was mercilessly stopped by a hand.

Uncle Huang stood at the door like a sea god, and looked at Jiang Xiaoying seriously: "Ma'am, please check yourself carefully before appearing in front of my boss. Don't destroy the relationship between my boss and his fiancé."

"what?"

Jiang Xiaoying's eyes were reddish, with tear stains, and her eyes were pitiful, which could move the heart of a man with a hard heart, but Uncle Huang's aesthetics was not on the same level as that of human beings.

He said: "Yes, please carefully check whether there is any place below the neck that cannot be described, otherwise I have to take certain measures against you."

As he spoke, he took out a large scarlet lock from his pocket and locked the door as a warning.

Jiang Xiaoying: "..."

Taking a deep breath, her chest heaving, she almost forgot the fear of being chased by her reflection in the mirror.

"Let me out! Don't you see it chasing me!"

"No."

"How is it possible?" Jiang Xiaoying turned her head, her pupils shrinking in fright at the scene behind her: "How could you not see it, it looks exactly like me, but its lips are red, as if stained with blood, and its eyes are cold when looking at people It's creepy, it looks malicious, and..."

"No, really not." Uncle Huang interrupted her.

Through Jiang Xiaoying's shoulder, he could only see a small figure crouching behind her.Perhaps because he had absorbed some Yin Qi when the Feng Shui array broke just now, Soi Ying raised his head and smiled, revealing innocent eyes.

The "hee hee hee" children's laughter seemed to resound in the air.

"Okay." Jiang Xiaoying was almost driven crazy by the oppressive environment. She straightened the clothes on her chest and straightened the hem of her skirt. A woman, do you still have humanity!"

"..."

There is no human nature, but there is a lot of wolf nature.

Uncle Huang didn't speak. He looked her up from head to toe, and then pointed to the neckline: "Is it okay to do anything above the neck? Pull it!"

Without waiting for the person in front to react, he raised the eye-catching red lock in his hand, like a big warning.

Jiang Xiaoying: "..."

She reached out and pulled the collar angrily.

"Okay, let's go."

After Jiang Xiaoying tidied up her whole body with resentment, Uncle Huang finally made way for one person to pass.

Jiang Xiaoying, as if she had been pardoned, quickly walked out of the bathroom, as if some monster was chasing after her.

Before leaving, she turned her head and gave Uncle Huang a hard look, only to accidentally see Chu Ci next to her.

"what!!!"

Uncle Huang watched the hostess let out a terrified scream, covered her face and quickly escaped from the corridor.

Chu Ci: "..."

"Am I so scary?"

He has completely forgotten the ghost story he told the hostess before.

"However, the child behind her can be brought up in our haunted house," Chu Ci said, "if there is a chance."

"I think that kid is a peerless genius in the horror world, and we can consider asking him to write the script for us."

"Yeah." Shen Yan readily agreed.

A smile appeared in his eyes when he heard "Our Haunted House", and he added a smile when he heard "Children", and he didn't know what he thought of.

"Okay, let's go."

·

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when I walked out of the library, the sun turned to the west, and the orange-red sun disc shed magnificent light through the layers of clouds.

Chu Ci: "It feels like a world away."

Uncle Huang was still holding the urn containing Xiao Yunlan's belongings, and he asked Shen Yan: "Sir, do you want to open it now?"

Shen Yan: "Open it."

"There are still two soul lock nails that have not been removed."

"It doesn't matter, the evil spirit of blood has been suppressed, it's not too late to remove Ms. Xiao's soul from the urn first."

Chu Ci nodded.

Just from such a distance, you can feel the oppressive feeling brought by the gloomy wood, which means that the things inside must not be good, and it is better to remove it, so that Xiao Yunlan's soul will not continue to be tortured by the magic.

Shen Yan took out a jade talisman from the inner pocket of his clothes, and drew a few golden characters on it with spiritual power.

Uncle Huang waited for him to finish painting, then held up the urn, "Be careful, get out of the way."

After speaking, he untied the red satin, uncovered the yellow charm stuck in the center of the black urn, and carefully lifted the lid of the box.

Biting resentment enveloped within a few meters in an instant, making everyone including Shen Yan feel a little uncomfortable.

Chu Ci took a deep breath, resisting the erosion of his spirit, and looked intently.

"This is……"

I saw another piece of red silk on the inside of the box, on which were three pointed nails tied together with long black hair, and there seemed to be blood stains on the tips of the nails that hadn't dried up.

"Soul Fixing Nail." Shen Yan frowned.

"That's right." Chu Ci was the only one present who was not too afraid of Yin Qi, so he reached out and picked up the three thin black nails that looked ominous at first glance, and explained to Liang Hongzhen: "According to the old tradition, seven coffins are used to seal the coffin." nails, so I just suspected that the relics left in the memorial hall might still be related to nails."

"Soul-fixing nail?" Liang Hongzhen repeated while watching him.

"That's right," Chu Ci sighed: "When a person is newly dead and the soul has not dissipated, one needle is inserted from Yintang, Tanzhong, and Zuxin, and the tip of the needle is inserted into the flesh for three inches, and then the needle is used before death. If you tie up your hair and cast a spell, you can keep the soul, so that the soul that died in vain cannot be reincarnated."

"The soul-locking nails on the four sides of the coffin array are to confine the underground resentment and bloody aura within a certain range, but these three soul-locking nails are to nail Ms. Xiao's soul to the center of the resentment, absorbing the resentment every day And evil spirit, the final achievement..."

The word "Ghost King" swirled in his mouth, but before he could say it, his hand suddenly touched something.

Chu Ci: "Hey, why is there something under the red silk?"

He easily removed the red silk, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"careful!"

Shen Yan also saw the secret hidden in the urn.

It was a square piece, covered with strange runes on the surface, like a spell dripping with blood.

In the next second, Xiao Yunlan's expression changed suddenly, and she lost her mind again. She rolled up the blood talisman, screamed, broke free from the chain, and rushed towards a certain direction.

"Hurry up! She's going to run!"

……

"There are still two soul-locking nails hidden in the formation. She can't run far unless those two nails are pulled out."

"The Soul Locking Nail is well hidden, and it will take us a lot of effort to find it, but she has been bound by the nail for more than [-] years, and she has already sensed the evil spirit above, and it only takes a few minutes to find her." thing."

"One west and one east, which direction to chase?"

Chu Ci looked at the mobile building and mobile haunted house under the setting sun, and was in a dilemma.

Just then, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Hello, Senior Sister Congyun?"

Something seemed to be said on the other side of the phone.

"Yes, there was no signal just now... Thank you so much!"

After hanging up the phone, Chu Ci was overjoyed. He said, "The soul-locking nail of the mobile building has been pulled out, go to hell...no, over there!"

Without time to ask more, Shen Yan nodded and walked forward quickly.

Seeing his hurried steps, Chu Ci froze for a moment before realizing it.

Oh, Brother Tianqing is afraid of being carried away by him.

Didn't you hug me just now?Save effort.

Following easily behind, Chu Ci looked at Tian Qing's tall and straight back, thinking——

Alas, my fiancé is good at everything, but his skin is too thin.

The author has something to say:

Brother Tianqing: Am I shameless?

Ghost King: Give him face, I'm shameless!hug me!

Chu Ci: ...

One in each hand, flattered.