How to Build a Haunted House

Chapter 11

"Hit the weasel!!!"

Chuhua University is located in the suburbs. In the early years, it was surrounded by farmers’ wheat fields. Not to mention weasels, frogs, snakes, hares, hedgehogs, what did the cafeteria staff never see?

Most of these animals have become a dish on the dinner plates of teachers and students.

Therefore, the chef in the cafeteria was only taken aback for a moment, and then he strode to the wall and picked up a rolling pin as thick as an arm in the corner.

"Student, help me look at the door."

"it is good."

Chu Ci watched the chef rush out waving the rolling pin. Behind him, the cafeteria aunts and uncles who heard the voice poked their heads out of the back kitchen with all kinds of spatulas, kitchen spoons, chopping boards and even machetes. .

"Weasel? Where?"

"Come and see!"

"go!"

Chu Ci: "..."

He conveniently hung the peace talisman in his palm on the chicken coop, comforted the three hens who had been severely injured physically and mentally, and at the same time stole the weasel just now to mourn: "Hallelujah."

System: "I don't think it's impossible for local weasels to believe in the God of Migrant Workers from other places."

Chu Ci: "What do you say? What if Nian Wuliang Tianzun really blesses it?"

system:"……"

On hypocrisy or your human hypocrisy.

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Ten minutes later, the cafeteria staff came back from the door with kitchen knives, chopping boards, large iron spoons, and rolling pins.

"How, have you caught it?" Chu Ci asked.

"One step too late." The chef shook his head: "That guy is too cunning, let him slip away."

"It's okay," Chu Ci comforted with understanding: "You can study the recipe first."

The chef thought for a while, and gave Chu Ci a thumbs up: "Student, you are right."

"Be prepared."

"Be prepared!"

Seeing that the chefs went back separately, preparing to delve into new dishes such as braised weasel, boiled weasel, braised weasel in sauce, and fried weasel mooncakes, Chu Ci said goodbye to them——

"Then I'm leaving? I have rushed the chicken back to the nest, remember to count."

"Okay, thank you classmate, come back and try new dishes!"

"must!"

Already at the gate, Chu Ci heard the cafeteria aunt behind him say——

"This classmate is really good at driving chickens. Have you done it before?"

"There are fewer and fewer students who can do this now. He is such a good boy. In the future, I will give him two more pieces of meat when cooking."

"One, two, three... Eh? Why are two chickens missing? Damn weasel! See if I don't fry watermelon with you next time!"

Chu Ci staggered, and he asked the system: "Did you put all the chickens back?"

"Of course," the system said dissatisfied, "Am I the kind of system that sneaks around?"

"That……"

Chu Ci was just about to say why there are two whole chickens missing, the weasel didn't have a chicken in its mouth just now?Eat so fast?

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Picking up the phone, Chu Ci: "Hello?"

Sun Chao's voice came from the opposite side.

He said: "Primary Four, the counselor told the boys in each class to go downstairs to collect the books, do you need us to help you?"

"No need," Chu Ci replied, "Go downstairs first, I'll be right there!"

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Sure enough, there were many people in the small square in front of the dormitory.

The counselor led the senior students to bring the textbooks from the Academic Affairs Office, transported them to the small square with a tricycle, and called the number one by one.

""Accounting" is here!"

""Statistics" "Statistics"!"

"Which class hasn't taken the "History of Modern Economics", come quickly!"

"Second Class of Economics and Management, Second Class of Economics and Management, "Political Economy"!"

The male and female students in the Department of Economics and Management are divided equally. Because the textbooks are relatively heavy, most of the classes are uniformly carried by the boys to the dormitory building, and then assigned dormitory by dormitory.

The boys are also willing to do this job, because they perceive it as a good opportunity to show off their feathers in front of their female classmates.

"Come on! Let the girls see our sincerity!"

"And muscles!"

"In order to get out of the order, rush to the duck!"

The senior led the juniors in full swing, sweating profusely, while the seniors and the juniors served tea and water, cheered up, and looked at the future classmates by the way. The air was filled with a unique and youthful atmosphere that is unique to universities. Lively.

Chu Ci went downstairs and looked around, but couldn't find the three roommates in his dormitory.

"Excuse me..." He stopped a passing senior.

"Eh?"

The senior held a thick stack of books in his arms, his attention was slightly distracted, he accidentally tripped over the floor tiles under his feet, and almost fell to the ground.

His gold-rimmed glasses fell to the ground with a "snap".

"...Let me do it." Chu Ci took over the "Political Economy" that fell towards him, feeling that the physical strength of college students nowadays is really not good enough.

Such a weak chicken, how can we build socialism with ourselves?

"Thanks."

He was slandering, the senior picked up his glasses and put them on.He raised his head, and saw that the person helping him was a thin elementary school boy, he hesitated and said, "Give it to me, it's quite heavy, don't stretch your arm..."

Chu Ci: "..."

Chu Ci resolutely refused to accept this kind of slander, so he went up to the fourth floor with the book in his arms, and the senior didn't catch up with his bare hands.

"Huh, that's fine, junior, I made a mistake, junior..."

After Chuci went up and down three more times, the glasses senior was convinced, he gasped and said: "Xue, junior has a strong will to leave the singles, Brother Yu feels ashamed."

"But in fact, you don't have to work so hard," the senior looked at the female classmates who were watching around, and whispered in Chu Ci's ear: "I'm not bragging, you can instantly kill 90.00% of the singles present with your face. Dog, look at the bright eyes of the girls around you."

Chu Ci: "..."

What's up with you adults?

He pushed away the senior and said seriously, "You think too much."

"I am a person with a target, and I do this purely for the pleasure of helping others."

The senior looked disbelieving.

Chu Ci: "..."

He looked around, walked to the front of the tricycle carrying the books, and lifted two woven bags from above, one in each hand.

He weighed the bag, feeling that it might not be convincing enough, Chuci changed the two half-person-high woven bags into one hand, took two more with the other hand, and walked to the office with four big bags of Selected Readings on Capital. In front of the senior.

"Really, I'm just strong."

"Yes, that's it..."

The senior swallowed.He estimated whether these books were enough to kill himself, and concluded that it was enough, and there must be dozens of kilograms.

And the elementary school boy looked relaxed, his face was neither red nor out of breath, and his posture was as leisurely as if he had picked up two bags of potato chips from the supermarket.

This is a Godzilla hidden in the body of the little white rabbit!

The senior was sincerely convinced, and asked tremblingly: "How did you develop this supernatural power?"

"Hmm..." Chu Ci met everyone's gaze, and said modestly, "Maybe because I'm from the countryside..."

"and many more!"

Before he finished speaking, the senior suddenly realized that he stretched out a hand.

"???"

Chu Ci saw that the senior covered his mouth with that hand, showed a working attitude like an underground party leader, and whispered to the code: ""Nine Cauldrons Jue"?"

Chu Ci: "..."

Only then did he see the red armband with the words "Student Union" written on the arm of the senior with glasses that he ignored.

Chu Ci's eyes darkened.

Do you students spread rumors so quickly? ? ?

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Facing the iron-clad evidence, Chu Ci denied it.

He was afraid that if he didn't refute the rumors today, the version circulated in the student union tomorrow would no longer be "I, the heir of Qin Shihuang, pay money", but "Qin Shihuang's mausoleum closed down, and Qin Shihuang, who died for thousands of years, brought his elixir Chuhua City has gone to university"...

Under the premise that spreading rumors does not cost money, the brains and creativity of contemporary college students are terrifying.

"I..." Chu Ci said with a serious expression.

He was just about to say that I don't know the "Nine Cauldrons Jue", so don't talk nonsense, when suddenly a loud argument came from behind, stealing his limelight.

"Do you want to take the books in your own dormitory?"

"Why push me alone? It's not that there are no other people in the dormitory. Didn't you see that I still have something in my hand?"

"what?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Chu Ci turned his head.

A beaming Balenciaga quilt bag covered in hibiscus falls into his eyes.

Seeing the owner of the quilt, Chu Ci felt a sense of fate.

He sighed to the system: "If you walk through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it. There is another village where there is a bright future."

System: "Yes, there is no way out after the mountains and rivers are full of doubts, but that person is there, in a dimly lit place!"

……

It may be that they chanted poems so much that God couldn't stand it, the Balenciaga family was arguing, and suddenly, in the blink of an eye, they saw Chu Ci in the crowd watching the excitement.

The anger in his heart rose by a degree in an instant, he pushed away the crowd standing in front of him, and pointed at Chu Ci——

"No one else in the dormitory is here, you want me to find a way?"

"Okay! He's not from the country, is he strong? Let him move it!"

As he said that, he walked up to Chu Ci and said with a condescending feeling: "Don't you like to help others and enjoy getting attention in this way? I give you a chance to show off, and you should be grateful to me!"

Chu Ci: "..."

The system jumped in its mind: "Host, you are too arrogant, cut him off!"

"and many more……"

Chu Ci didn't make a statement, and looked at Balenciaga while thinking, and saw him frown in disgust, and took out his wallet from his pocket——

"What? Isn't that enough?"

"I'll pay the head office, okay?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the bulging Balenciaga quilt bag in his hand, and a handful of chicken feathers that were accidentally caught on the zipper of the bag. Chu Ci raised the corners of his lips, showing a standard service industry smile.

"Okay, why not?" He asked, "Billed by the hour or by the piece?"

"........."

"Then be on time, 1 per minute." Before Balenciaga could react, Chu Ci grabbed the quilt bag in his hand, picked up a bunch of books with the other hand, and walked towards the dormitory building briskly .

His voice came from afar in the wind——

"After all, according to the case, I can carry you to bankruptcy."

"and many more!"

Balenciaga thought of the things in his bag, his face changed, he ran after him, and then pressed his waist with a hiss.

"Don't take the bag!"

"It doesn't matter, it's just an addition."

Chu Ci stepped up two steps in a happy mood, weighed his bag, and counted in his heart——

"One chicken, two chickens, all together."

He even had time to deal with the system's questioning "Host, do you want to lose your dignity for this little money?"

Chu Ci said solemnly: "We have negotiated a good price, 1 yuan per minute, which is 100 square meters, 001/400 of a bathroom, and [-]/[-] of a haunted house."

"Haunted house! Do you want a haunted house?!"

"..."

The system thought about it for a while, and immediately changed its words: "Although the patron's arrogance is a bit annoying, it is still acceptable... No, the more the better."

"Host, come on!"

"good."

After solving the internal conflict at once, Chu Ci stepped up two more steps and went upstairs like the wind.

In the "Wait a minute! Stop! Did I tell you to stop deaf?" coming from behind him, he thought happily——

You and I have no chance, it all depends on your money!

At this time, perhaps the Balenciaga family chased him a little more anxiously, and Chu Ci unexpectedly heard the shrill voice he had heard before amidst his beating heartbeat.

The sound is intermittent, but very easy to distinguish.

It scolded angrily: "You trash, trash, trash! Yang Mingjian, you trash! Didn't I say not to mess with this surnamed Chu for the time being, can't you afford to mess with him now?!"