My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

Two Dizitang disciples said: "Master."

"Contact the orphanage after today and donate some."

"it is good!"

On Halloween, western-style ghosts are the main feature. Some children brought by their parents to play also dress up as little ghost heads, but they are still frightened when they see the realistic-looking "big ghost head".

The western team headed by the pumpkin monster has occupied a large area of ​​the block. It seems to be invading in the oriental-style block. They scare people when they see them, and grab candies in groups. Those candies are important props given with tickets when they enter the town. I like it, although the adults don't feel much, and they don't want to be robbed like this.

But they won't let them pass if they don't give sugar.

"Hey, how can there be such a scenic spot!"

A student who was playing was dissatisfied, and the NPC in the horror house is not so overbearing.

But this time the other party was so domineering, a few 'ghosts' picked up the dissatisfied person and ran away. The person being carried screamed hoarsely, but the companion laughed like a pig.

More than one was carried away, and they all came out to play. This may be the script for tonight. It is impossible to get angry when you are frightened.

"Damn it, who will rule them?"

A parent who refused to give candy and was carried away lost face in front of the child. While the child and the child's mother giggled, the parent had nothing to do.

Just a suona interrupted the farce.

Suona?

Is it a sound effect?

No, it seems to be the real blowing team.

As soon as the sound came out, from far to near, the horror music in the town disappeared. With the sound of the suona, the sound effect turned into a gloomy and passionate appearance music.

"Where are the monsters disturbing people?"

He asked in a drawn-out voice, sedan chairs appeared one after another, a long-faced sorcerer who looked like a pig's head flew out of the sedan chair with several of his juniors!

"My God! Dad, they're flying!"

The people carrying the sedan chair are paper figurines, and the blowing and beating team are living people after make-up.

These visual shocks are at best slightly surprising, not shocking.

But after the opponent flew up, the atmosphere changed suddenly!

"Damn it, Daxiu!"

"Is this a movie?"

"I heard that there are 6 crews here, did they work together?"

The headed pig-head mage is naturally Zhao Feng.

Nine Transformations of the Fish and Dragon—copper coins are used, ancient coins are thrown out like climbing a ladder, Zhao Feng disappears and reappears, disappears and reappears, every time he disappears like a ninja turning into a cloud of smoke, although the appearance is a bit strange, but this This ability made some people almost kneel down.

"Take a photo!"

The tourists took out their mobile phones, Zhao Feng didn't care about these things, this time Chu Qianxun put enough smoke bombs, there are special lighting effects, there are crews, and the secret door is not to allow these Taoism to be performed in front of ordinary people, but who knows it's true? .

Zhao Feng's juniors, Zhang Molin and Qiu Longtai, also came. The two landlords followed the seniors, and the formation was neat. A row of three people stepped out of the air, just like in martial arts novels. After disappearing for the last time, the three of them shouted: !"

Tourists were dumbfounded when they saw the flying knives falling all over the sky.

But those throwing knives didn't hit, but hit those 'Western ghosts'.

These are group performances by the crew. This time, they are based on the script given to accompany a show. The script has been written that it doesn't require great acting skills, as long as you need to do specific things at specific times.

They knew that they would encounter a throwing knife attack, so they should pretend to escape when they got down.

But who would have thought that these people used real knives!

"Really?"

"No... it's not!"

The laser light illuminated the flying knives, and the flying knives fell like rain, and many group performers shouted, completely simulating a realistic effect.They thought they had been shot by the flying knives, and they rolled and scrambled to retreat, but the next moment, everyone around applauded.

Some people saw clearly that the flying knives stuck on his body were actually leaves.

The leading pumpkin monster heaved a sigh of relief, and said viciously: "You wait, brothers, retreat first!"

In the middle of the street, the realistic performance makes tourists very happy.

"it is good!"

"Beautiful!"

"how did you make it?"

"Can we take a picture together?"

A few enthusiastic tourists pounced on them, and Zhao Feng and the three of them turned into leaves all over the ground with a bang.

After the astonishment, there was another round of applause.

It was just the beginning, and they felt that tonight's tickets were worth it!

……

The streets were cleared of the Western monsters temporarily blocking the way, and tourists began to move across the town.

Many empty and unleased shops have come in handy.

The shadows that suddenly appear on the wall, the insects that hang down suddenly in the resting place, and some simple places, only miniature speakers are installed, but the effect is also full.

After the first section of the road, people who were frightened by small frights chose to buy some food to suppress the fright, and those who littered fruit peels and confetti would be warned by ghosts that appeared suddenly.

"Hey, the trash can is over there, this is my territory."

Chu Qianxun's ghost messengers, corpse lanterns and ghost lanterns appeared, and the tourists stood up all over their hairs, and ran away. No matter how he ran, the corpse lamp ghosts chased after him, scaring many tourists along the way.

In the end, the man had no choice but to obediently go back and pick up the confetti, and the corpse lamp ghost disappeared.

"I rely on... what kind of special effect is this..."

The man wiped his cold sweat and looked at the lights next to him.It is said that the intersection of three beams of light will produce a three-dimensional effect, that is, holographic projection. The ghost with the lantern just now is also realistic.

At the crossroads of the street, Wu Senran, Li Zhe and his wife, Tu Xuanxuan, Xu Yang, and Yuan Xinghan were sitting in front of the barbecue booth. Wu Senran is a merchant, and he has already taken the internal ticket and waited.

But the relationship between these people and Qin Kun, even if there is no internal ticket, they can come in early.

Wu Senran shouted at the top of his voice: "That's a real ghost, as long as everyone keeps hygienic, it will be fine!"

Tourists certainly don't believe it.

"Boss, you can really make up! Have a meat skewer and a cup of milk tea to calm your surprise."

"Why lie to you?" Wu Senran explained, "I didn't believe it before."

"Hahahaha, boss, you really look like you are a small town employee, right?"

"I……"

Wu Senran was furious and sat back down.

Xu Yang smiled and said, "Da Wu, save yourself some effort. Selling your skewers well is the main point!"

Chapter 1341 Everything in the town is a show

After the episode on the front street of the supernatural town, many people look forward to the back street.

The back street is very large, and it is rented out to film crews for filming, but there are still many vacant areas.

At the corner of the back street, a doctor stopped the tourists and said, "Everyone! This is a psychological consultation clinic, not a scenic spot! It's really not, don't go there!"

During the second tour, doctors Huo Qi and Wu Senran settled here together. His clinic is not bad, but if it doesn’t open, it can last for half a month. After all, it has certificates and diplomas, and it also has skills.

But his clinic is really not a scenic spot, but tourists don't believe it!

"Don't be stingy, the house of horrors in Baihu Town has confinement hospitals, I know, these are all contracted separately, do you need tickets? Give it!"

Hodge felt that this group of people had brain problems.

The exterior layout of my clinic is really special, that's because it belongs to the "Qing Dynasty foreign market" of Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, which is also the area where foreigners live.

But I'm really not the owner of a horror clinic, I'm a doctor!

Hodge wanted to stop him, but suddenly his eyelids twitched, and a phantom outside fell from the upstairs, and entered the gate of the clinic at once, tourists raised their heads, and the leaflets that fell said "Dr. Howard's private clinic, ticket 50 '.

"Look, what did I say, there really is something wrong here!"

Huo Qi froze at the door, who was that guy just now?

When did I call Howard? !

At the door was the QR code of the psychological clinic, and everyone scanned 50 one by one.

"I've given you the tickets, I'm in!"

If there is a leader, there will be the next one. After the tenth person entered, Hodge gritted his teeth and simply did not stop.

Damn... No profit, no profit!

The clinic is very big. Because it was cheap, Hodge rented enough space for [-] people, and even set up a living room.He thought that after the business was almost done, he would hire people.

However, many rooms have not been decorated or cleaned for the time being, and the dust is everywhere. At most, there is a potted flower, a comfortable chair, and nothing else.

"Look, I said there's nothing to see here."

Hodge put his hands in his pockets and put on his formal clothes.

Western-style dresses and monocles were Huo Qi's request when he signed the contract with Chu Qianxun. Since it's opening tonight, we might as well cooperate.

He was not short of money, and he didn't care about the charge at the entrance, but his mobile phone kept vibrating, and there were still many people who consciously paid the fee to come in and visit. Hodge admired how boring these people were, and poured cold water on them at the right time.

Just a voice broke the tranquility of the clinic.

"Damn, look, there are ghosts!"

In the corridor on the second floor, in the innermost room, on a rocking chair, a female assassinated ghost sits by the window resentfully, looking at the moon.

Hodge thought he was dazzled.

This guy... seems to be the one who just distributed the leaflet...

"Ten fingers connected to the heart, have you ever experienced it?"

The assassin ghost opened his mouth, and a group of people shrank back.

The female ghost has spoken!

So exciting!

They saw the female ghost pull out the iron spikes on her ten fingers, but they couldn't pull out all the spikes, so they boldly went in and took a group photo.

"Damn it! That female ghost is not in the camera!"

Another wave of exclamation came.

"Doctor Howard, who is this female ghost?"

Huo Qi was taken aback, and wanted to pour cold water on him. Finally, he sighed and pushed his monocle.

"Since you have all seen it, I won't hide it from you. In 1882, I came to China and saw a poor female ghost..."

It is purely made up, so that everyone can listen silently.

Hodge felt that his story was full of loopholes, but many people believed it, and some were weeping.

After all, Hodge is a psychiatrist, and his speaking skills are very advanced. The progressive stories directly arouse people's sympathy. The cruelty of society, the injustice to women and so on.

Then, another exclaimed: "There is another one here!"

"Huh? Isn't this the old ghost with the lantern who was looking at the trash can just now?"

"Doctor Howard, what's the matter with him?"

In another room, the corpse lantern ghost sat on a rocking chair, watching the group of uninvited guests, and would leave through the wall when he got impatient.

This miraculous phenomenon was even more surprising, so Hodge started making it up again.

"Oh, this man sounds pitiful... In 1880, before I came to China, I heard his name. He was the night watchman and lighthouse guard at that time... That day, when the storm hit, The lighthouse went out, the ship lost its direction, and all crew members were in danger of hitting the rocks, so one person was desperate..."

Huo Qi spoke excitedly, lit a cigarette, foamed at the mouth, his voice was up and down, and his expression was sometimes sighing and sometimes sad. Exit through the wall.

How did the master arrange this errand for himself?