Five hundred people with twitching limbs and foaming at the mouth, and two thousand people watching from the sidelines, eager to be replaced.
At present, it seems that the twitching of limbs is the most resistant type, and the foaming at the mouth is okay. The worst is those who bleed from all the orifices. When they wake up, not only will they face the sequelae, but they will also suffer a wave of serious crimes.
He also has to be despised and despised by a bunch of people watching the show.
You, Kangkang, don’t you have the thin little brother in front of you? He only vomited two ounces of foam and didn’t vomit blood at all. Then, Kangkang, you yourself are a hot chicken!
Lin Chou thought that this situation did not appear during the trial run. What was going on?
Su Yourong rubbed her arms and felt goosebumps all over them.
"It's so scary..."
There were obviously cheerful songs played loud enough to wash people's brains, but there were about 500 people in the room, all looking like they were suddenly dead.
This doesn't look like a festive opening, the whole place is just a morgue...
The people who were invited to the opening ceremony had very subtle expressions when they thought about it again after hearing Su Yourong's mumbling.
emmm...
It's really similar.
Only Mr. Shan was happy and shouted,
"Did you see how far-sighted I am!"
"Just put these two loudspeakers here. Let alone the morgue, this place is really haunted. The ghosts will tremble when they come out of the house!"
"No matter how awesome you are, can you still stand up to me saying, 'The end of the world is my love'?"
"If it doesn't work, I have another awesome thing. Before the era of great catastrophe, Tan Haha, have you ever heard of it? A song called the Glory of the Republic purifies all disobedient hearts! All the devils and snake gods will be duped on the spot after hearing this!"
"When the time comes, I'll put some big funny, cheerful, Kumamon, and Kuma Pie stars in there. Hey, with this style of painting, who would dare to wear them?"
Master Shan spoke lively, and Master Warlock was silent for a moment.
"Well..."
"Just wait until I check the encyclopedia. How can I make a place really haunted? Can you understand how desperate the scarcity of raw materials is for a company with technology and strength? Alas, it's really hard work with no boundaries.
"Zhou, I won't regret it when the book comes to use, but I am professional at catching ghosts and so on."
"If you grab one of my servers, the capacity of this server can be doubled. How much money will I make?"
Everyone:(⊙_⊙)
The good news is that the warlock didn't really find the method of haunting in any encyclopedia, but there is a way to turn people into ghosts. The probability is too low, it is not recommended to try, and it is illegal.
Lin Chou also put forward his own professional suggestions,
"It's not enough to just have iced drinks, you also need wine. It's best to sell some fast food, such as instant noodles, salt-baked chicken, etc."
The sorcerer's eyes are so bright - the will-o'-the-wisps are almost coming out of the hollow eye sockets, can they not be brighter?
"Yes, yes, this must be there. When the time comes, you can come over in batches. I originally planned to open this place next to your Yanhui Mountain. Once you come here, don't even think about leaving. You will have food and sleep."
, come in from me and leave from you, but it’s a pity that they don’t agree to set up the venue outside the city, otherwise we will make more money.”
Bao Er appeared at the right time,
"It's easy. I'll just put the shelf-stable ones right here for you. Master Warlock, please leave me a radio number. When the time comes, place your order and I'll come swishing over on a little sheep. I'll be there in 10 minutes~"
Mr. Shan: "Arrange a few more beds. We charge by the hour here. It doesn't take time to get on and off the plane. There is a large open space over there. We will put up bunk beds and bunk beds. As long as you can lie down."
Then go to the production committee and get some low-grade low-purity source crystal solution and glucose saline, and arrange them all to ensure a long life! Again, once you come, don’t think about leaving! By the way, why is there no toilet in this house?
?Where is this? Where is the decoration team? Hurry up~"
"......Ok, deal."
The warlock master is on the road, and now the scene feels like a capitalist leader discussing something like resource monopoly. The style of the painting once turned dark.
"This is life..."
The old warlock sighed with tears streaming down his face.
He collected a drawer of Yuanjing notes. The smell of ammonia was so piercing that a normal person's eyes would start to shed tears. He still counted them over and over happily.
"I will set up a reliable small teleportation array in this drawer soon, activate it every four hours, and transfer all the money to Lin Zi. Lin Zi, please leave a place for me to put the money!"
He never planned to accept the Yuanjing point card. How could there be any cash incentive in that thing?
Lin Chou thought for a while,
"How about the cold storage? I have specially opened a warehouse for you at the end to store money. It has its own drying and dehumidification. The room temperature is from minus 101 to plus 101 degrees. You can choose it. Safety is absolutely guaranteed."
"Okay~"
At this time, Su Yourong's faint voice came from behind Huang Dashan,
"That ugly one, can you please turn off your song? My head hurts when I listen to it."
Huang Dashan was so frightened that he
"Why do you look like a ghost when I wipe your little girl? What do you mean by 'that ugly one'? And... Hold the grass... Why do you bring a pan with you when you go out to play???"
Lin Chou grabbed the pot and poured it on it.
"Can you be more civilized when you talk to my little apprentice? I've taught the child bad things."
Lin Siyou's young master Chou kindly handed the pot with the face of Shan Ye back to Su Yourong's hand.
"Well, let's go play. I saw there is a stall selling cream ice cream over there. Come back when you're full and bring one for us too."
Su Yourong lowered her head to carefully examine the marks on the pot. After confirming that the shape was flawless, she raised her face and said sweetly,
"Okay! Thank you Shihu!"
Da da da.
The goth loli walked away happily on her little leather shoes.
A certain mountain: "???"
A certain Lin: "Hey, what are you looking at? You are trying to coax a child. Why are you so small-minded?"
A certain mountain: "???"
The warlock interrupted the two people's flirting and suddenly said worriedly,
"Did someone not notify me? Why didn't anyone come to deliver wreaths...flower baskets?"
"I didn't even set off any firecrackers, it just felt like it wasn't formal enough."
"Do I have a business now? The only other shareholder is myself..."
One part is a warlock, the other part is a snow dumpling.
There is also a sad story about the fierce fight between the Snow Dumpling Boss and the Warlock's Silver Flame Beauty. One ice and one fire are as good as the same creature, and they don't pay much attention to the Warlock.
Xue Tuanzi is fairly well-educated, and even asks a warlock to do scientific research when nothing happens.
As for the Silver Flame Beauty, this strange energy body that was born from the head of the warlock master simply had a grudge against him, beating him up at every turn, sometimes even to death...
That was a legendary creature that once pressed Zhao Qingcang to the ground and rubbed it. All the energy it used came from the abyss and the Warlock's spirit body itself. When necessary, it could even be summoned from the air and borrowed the Warlock's two ferocious horns. The Warlock was very sensitive to Ding Dian.
There is no other way but to kneel down and lick a bag of tears.