How to Build a Haunted House

Chapter 79 You Pay Me

After the robber was taken away by the police, "Scared You Didn't Discuss" resumed business soon. Brother Ming also experienced a "very cruel, cunning, and vicious" robber into a monster with other tourists. haunted house.

Live broadcasts are not allowed in the haunted house, so he didn't turn on the camera until he came out.

The audience in the live broadcast room were chatting about the scene just now, and they were getting excited when they suddenly saw the picture flickering in front of them, and the camera started to slowly rise from Brother Ming's shoes.

them--

"Is the robber just now real? Isn't it the boss's marketing?"

"Emmmm...why do I not believe it, the reaction is too exaggerated, a bit fake."

"It's really not bragging, just like his kneeling and weeping kidney deficiency, I can hit three of them, and I still want to be a wanted criminal with this quality?"

"It makes sense. But how do the policemen who come out later explain it? It's a crime to pretend to be a policeman..."

When there were different opinions, Brother Ming went online again.

Friends of the water @ him one after another——

"Brother Ming, how about the haunted house? Is it really that scary?"

"Wait, Brother Ming, you swear to confiscate the boss's money first, why do I think you are playing oboe with him?"

The camera moved to the front, and it could be seen that the picture on the screen was shaking regularly, and everything captured for a while was a bit ghostly.

"What's going on?" Shuiyou was surprised.

At this moment, Brother Ming's hand finally appeared on the screen.

I saw him leaning on the wall, trembling from his fingers to his arms, making rustling noises like leaves in autumn.

"Okay, there's no need to ask. It must be terrifying to scare Brother Ming like this."

The camera trembled all the way up, and finally caught Brother Ming's face.

His face was pale, his pupils dilated, his lips lost all color, his breathing was rapid, and his chest could be seen violently heaving.

The old viewers who used to be in this live broadcast room were really frightened by this, and they smashed mines one after another to appease——

"Brother Ming, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you okay?"

"Isn't it too evil for me to go to this haunted house? Brother Ming is a ruthless person who swallows ten live scorpions without blinking. What can scare him like this?"

After more than ten minutes, Brother Ming finally regained his composure.

He took out a cigarette and took a deep puff, ignoring the bad message warnings that popped up in the live broadcast room, and cursed: "Damn!"

Then he brushed through the previous comments casually. Brother Ming blushed and said excitedly, "Receive money? Acting as a double reed?"

"That's all I'm going to say today. If anyone can come out of this haunted house with a calm face, without crying, laughing or getting nervous, take a real-time video @我, and I'll offer a reward of 10 yuan!"

"Brother Ming nb."

"The tickets to the haunted house are booked, and I'm short of a girlfriend who will throw herself into my arms. I'm looking for a temporary girlfriend to share the wealth with you. There is no limit to men and women, and it's best to be a big guy in women's clothes."

"Upstairs + me, to tell you the truth, my years of facial paralysis finally come into play!"

The water friends were laughing and laughing for a while, calling for friends, making friends with each other, and fearing that the world will not be chaotic... After such a trouble, not to mention the previous curiosity, even for the reward of 10 yuan, many people would like to I want to come to the challenge of 'Scaring You Didn't Talk' on the weekend.

After a while, someone finally remembered the video that Brother Ming made before he came to No. 488. In the video, he claimed that he was fully prepared.

"Hey, didn't the anchor listen to the boss's advice and collect the Socialism is not afraid of ghost playlist? Why is it useless?"

"That's right, did you forget to bring your headphones? Or is there no internet in the haunted house?"

"..."

Seeing these bullet screens, Brother Ming was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath on his cigarette and exhaled a whining smoke ring.

"It's more than that," he took a deep breath: "I not only saved it, but also downloaded it to my phone in case the signal is not good, is it safe enough? But do you know what the last song in that ghost playlist is?"

"A toast to freedom, a toast to death!"

"Damn it, when I heard this sentence, I was being chased by two ghosts that came out of the wall. At that time, I not only thought about death, but also where to choose the grave after I died!"

The water friends in the live broadcast room have no sympathy. They saw Brother Ming's frightened expression, and they all laughed "hehehehahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" after seeing Brother Ming, and reached a consensus conclusion—

Boss, it's a wolf fire.

"Scared you didn't discuss", is a magical haunted house.

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Chu Ci didn't know that he was given a wave of free publicity by the anchor. After the robber was caught by the police, he quickly left with Shen Yan and met Liang Hongzhen.

After not seeing him for a few days, Mr. Liang looked tired again.

He said: "You all know, the wanted criminal who came to No. 488 was sent by Song Zhiyuan. I guess he got some news."

Song Zhiyuan is the controlling shareholder behind Tianxin Hospital and a wealthy businessman who had an underground relationship with Jiang Xiaoying.

"he?"

"Yes, the private detective I sent said that there was a transfer of 10,000+ in Secretary Song Zhiyuan's account, which was finally transferred to the bankbook of the robber Zhao Gang's wife through more than a dozen middlemen."

"Why did he do that?" Chu Ci was puzzled.

"I haven't dealt with Song Zhiyuan much before, but from the few times I met him, it can be seen that this person is thoughtful and cautious. He may have obtained some evidence in advance, knowing that those who disappeared in Tianxin Hospital The ashes are related to you, this time I am testing your details."

The ashes and embryos are part of Gumantong's body, which can subdue the imps who want to bite their masters.Tianxin Hospital does not know how many bad things they have done in private by relying on these Gumantongs.As a result, it was completely destroyed by the ghost king in one breath. Many accomplices including Dr. Xu died unexpectedly. The police investigation alone is enough to make Tianxin Hospital suffer, let alone continue to maintain private business. How can they not hate the mastermind behind the scenes Have to grit your teeth and kill them quickly?

"What does that have to do with me?" Chu Ci was about to die unjustly: "I didn't do the killing, setting fire and stealing the ashes? How did he think of me?"

Shen Yan thought for a while, and suddenly said together with Liang Hongzhen: "Jiang Xiaoying."

In terms of the connection between Chu Ci and this incident, he was first invited to his home by Jiang Xiaoying with great fanfare, and then went to Tianxin Hospital, where he also paid a deposit to the account of the intermediary Pharaoh.If Song Zhiyuan followed this line of thought to investigate, it would be easy to find out that there was something wrong with Chuci.

"But haven't the two of them broken up for almost ten years? I wondered before that Song Zhiyuan has been ignoring Jiang Xiaoying for so many years. Why did he suddenly send someone to kill her not long ago? Don't you think it's too sudden?"

"What happened in the middle?"

"In the middle..." Speaking of this, Liang Hongzhen suddenly frowned: "If you want to talk about the biggest change, my father died suddenly. According to the original contract, the shares of Tianxin Hospital I held no longer have the right to make decisions. Song Zhiyuan officially Became the sole controller of the hospital."

"What exactly does he want to do?"

"That..." Chu Ci suddenly raised his head, he was holding a mobile phone, and it was on a well-known gossip forum.

"I suddenly remembered that someone said that Jiang Xiaoying had changed her age. Her Baidu Encyclopedia stated that she was born on July 1986, 7, but here is her ID card. The birthday shown on it is July 14, 1984, which happened to be Chinese Yuan Ghost Festival, that is, people born in a cloudy year, a cloudy moon, and a cloudy day.”

"Since Song Zhiyuan has been in contact with Mr. Liang before, maybe he knows about the Xiao Yunlan Library and wants to..."

The word "imitation" was not spoken, but the three people present understood it.

Going a bit more viciously, Jiang Xiaoying repeated before that Song Zhiyuan made her child into a Gumantong for his own future. Did he already know the physique of the mother and child at that time, just to avoid Liang Yiming's attention? That's why I gave up Jiang Xiaoying and only used the fetus.

After all, who wouldn't want to get promoted and get rich?Reaching the top like Liang Yiming is the lifelong wish of some men. For this wish, sacrificing a woman he doesn't like, an unborn fetus...is just a trivial matter.

Chu Ci frowned tightly.

He said, "Go back."

Gumantong, who was setting up the scene in the back house, was caught.

It: "Yeah?"

Chu Ci and Shen Yan couldn't help but strip it off amidst Gumantong's cry of "yingyingying", and checked it from head to toe.

finally--

"look here!"

Breaking apart the two feet, Chu Ci found a pinpoint-sized cinnabar mole on the right side of his thumb.

"Don't be afraid." He was full of Yin Qi in his hand, and carefully touched the raised mole, then condensed the Yin Qi into a needle, gently picked out a soybean-sized fragment from the soul.

Fortunately, making up for Shen Yan's soul these days gave Chu Ci a deeper understanding, otherwise it might not be possible to do this without hurting Gu Mantong.

"Hey~" The foot trembled in fear, and the wound left quickly healed.

Chu Ci put the fragments he picked out in his palm.

Although it is only a small grain the size of a soybean, you can still see the bloody light flowing on it, which is full of ominous meaning.

It is not a good thing to keep such things in the soul all year round.

"This is also..." Chu Ci looked at Shen Yan.

After receiving Shen Yan's nod, he frowned: "Such a small size may only be a few hundredths of the size of a blood symbol."

This means that there are at least a few hundred pieces of fragments left outside, one by one, how long will it take to find them?

"How to do?"

"Don't worry." Shen Yan smiled.

He lowered his head and pressed his phone a few times.

After a while, the Ghost King and his subordinates rushed to the scene like a black whirlwind, setting off flying sand and rocks.

He said unhappily: "Who said that I can only do bad things, and even get Xiaoci involved?"

"Clatter." He flicked his sleeves, and a large pile of urns and glass jars fell on the ground.

He picked up an urn at random, and opened the lid with a "pop", and the ghost king said to the ashes, "Tsk, come here."

no response.

"Come or not?" A black will-o'-the-wisp ignited in his hand threateningly.

In the next second, ripples appeared in the space in front of him, and a thin monkey-like Gumantong tore through the air, appeared in front of several people, and grinned at them.

"Heh." The ghost king stretched out his hand, and before he saw the movement clearly, he saw him grab Gumantong's two calves that looked like firewood sticks.

"I'm here to look for it." Chu Ci rolled up his sleeves.

Before he could finish speaking, the ghost king shook vigorously.

"Crackling", a lot of things fell from Gumantong's body.

Skimming through a pile of messy debris, the ghost king picked up the blood talisman fragments from the ground, showing a disgusted expression: "It's this kind of garbage again."

After saying that, he put the fragment into his sleeve and disappeared into a black mist in an instant.

Look at the action is very sophisticated.

Chu Ci just watched the ghost king open the urn one by one, called Gumantong out, and then violently searched his body.

"Um……"

It's a bit like kicking Tianxin Kindergarten by relying on his height and stature.

He coughed lightly, and in order to get rid of these strange thoughts in his mind, he asked, "Didn't you say that you burned all the embryos and ashes in Tianxin Hospital?"

"Who said that?"

"Private detective."

The private detective hired by Mr. Liang also said that it was because of such a big accident in the hospital that Song Zhiyuan was furious.

Unexpectedly, the ghost king said: "Oh, they made a mistake. The burning is burning, but the burning is all props."

"Why? Not to mention the ashes, how can the props and the people in the real embryo hospital be confused? The props sold on the market are only [-] to [-]% imitation at best. Last time I bought them from an old foreign manufacturer with great difficulty. More than [-]% of the degree of approval has been approved, which is precious... Wait."

Chu Ci suddenly raised his head and looked at the Ghost King: "Where did you get those props from?"

Ghost King: "Cough."

"Tell me...a treasure?"

"Something?"

"So much?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, the ghost king simply stopped talking about him.He quietly took half a step back, and said vaguely: "Just... the other day I passed by a warehouse next to it, thinking that I might need to use it later, I touched dozens of them."

"It's really useful."

"..."

After a brief shock, Chu Ci rushed forward and grabbed his throat fiercely.

"More than 1000 for one! Did you pay? You pay me!"

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Chu Ci: You pay me!

Ghost King: Pay for what?

Chu Ci: Pay me for my embryo!

Ghost King (unbelt): How about another one?

Chu Ci picked up Tianqing's brother and smashed it: I'm talking about 1000 yuan a piece of props, Hundan!

Ghost King, pawn.