I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

"woooooooo~"

Qiong Ren was choked up while running, he was seriously ill and his hands were sore, why didn't he run out yet.

Given a choice, he would rather fight a lion on the East African savannah than face to face with a female ghost in white.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow " the girl in white dress is also crying, the cat hides in the dark place, "Why can't the king come another day, I dare not go out, my female goose is hooting."

The haunted house covers a limited area. In order to create a sense of space and improve playability, they made full use of their talents and made ghosts hit the wall.

You don't need to spend much time on architectural design, you can have the effect of spatial nesting, and then you can follow the tourists behind you, so that you can experience the ultimate fear of being scared to death, not dead, and unable to escape.

"What should I do if the ghost hits the wall and can't withdraw? Will my daughter goose be scared and cause some problems?"

"Cubs are crying in fright, mother's heart hurts so much."

"My husband looks good even when he cries! He's so unique."

The ghosts kept their voices to a minimum, but Hades still heard them.

What's up with all these nonsense names?

If he hadn't been so shocked just now, he should have discovered that there was a ghost wall in the haunted house.Yan Wang felt a little guilty when he heard Qiong Ren's cry.

His mind moved, and the nested space was instantly released.

A door suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor, and a ghost with an ax stuck in its head floated in front of it.

"Ahhh-"

Qiong Ren burst into tears, he was too fast to stop, he was about to have a close contact with the ghost, somehow his eyes lit up, and he went back to the waiting room.

He hugged his patient, and was warmly greeted by the slanting sunlight. He stood at the exit and calmed down for a while, and couldn't help feeling sorry for the ticket money.

He obviously came to practice his courage, and he knew that the actors in the haunted house were actors, but he was scared away after seeing each other.

You can buy five bags of potato chips for 30 yuan, so it's just in vain.

Qiong Ren pursed his lips, the corners of which were bent downward.

There was no one in the waiting room, and the conductor didn't know where he was going. Qiong Ren called a few times but no one answered, so he could only put the patient on the couch in the waiting room.

He put his ear close to the patient's chest, trying to hear if his heart rate was normal.

The patient's chest is warm and elastic, and there is a clean fragrance on his body.

just no heartbeat...

Fuck!No heartbeat!

Qiong Ren stood up abruptly, took out his phone and dialed 120, Yanmaluoja got up immediately, pretending to have just woken up.

"Why am I here?"

"You're not dead," Qiong Ren breathed a sigh of relief, "You just passed out in the haunted house. Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Yanmaluoja shook his head.

Qiong Ren taught him with his hands on his hips: "If you are timid, don't go shopping alone in the haunted house. Fortunately, you didn't hit anything when you fainted. What if you hit your head? It's too dangerous."

Yanmaluoja couldn't help but linger on him.

The beautiful face in front of me was so scared and wet from crying in the haunted house, the bright red lips were slightly parted, and the tongue licked unconsciously, adding a touch of softness to the lips.

Yanmoluoja's heart was itching slightly, he leaned his upper body to Qiongren, and said seriously: "Next time, don't go into the haunted house alone."

The patient is tall and tall, and when he leans over, he naturally has a sense of majesty and oppression.Qiong Ren said "um" unconsciously, and belatedly thought, he said this to the patient, so why did he return it.

He defended himself and said: "I wanted to team up with you, but you walked too fast, and you disappeared in the blink of an eye."

Qiong Ren's ruddy lips curled slightly, his brows frowned a little, his eyes were wet, and he looked a little aggrieved.

Yanmoluoja vaguely felt that he was being acted like a spoiled child, but felt that Qiong Ren hadn't really acted like a spoiled child to him.

For a person who is too good-looking, even a little expression can make people think about it.

At this time, the conductor came in carrying the mattress.When he saw Hades, he shivered neatly.

"Big, uh, leader. Secretary Nan called and said, you want to sleep in a haunted house, I bought you a memory mattress, which one do you want to sleep in? I'll move in for you."

Qiong Ren was stunned: "Sleep?"

In retrospect, judging from his many years of experience of being fainted by fright, the posture of the patient lying on the ground was indeed too peaceful.

"Didn't you just...inside...didn't faint from fright?"

Yanmaluoja kept silent in embarrassment, and did not answer immediately.

Qiong Ren understood.

So, not only did he bring out a person who deliberately went to sleep in a haunted house, but he also taught him not to be timid and not to go alone in a haunted house...

Qiong Ren took out his mobile phone and searched piously—is there any way to escape from the earth immediately?

None of the answers are actionable.

Qiong Ren put down his phone to comfort himself.

Life is short, you can get through it.

Yanmo Luoja said to the conductor: "Put it in, the money for the mattress will be reimbursed to Secretary Nan, thank you."

The trembling legs of the conductor suddenly stood upright.Although it is said that Hades is cruel and terrifying, how cruel can a king who would thank a small person like him be?He laughed twice, and carried the mattress into the haunted house.

Yanmoluoja looked at Qiongren and said seriously: "You were very brave just now."

Obviously so scared, even shed tears, but still chose to come back to save him.

Such courage is possessed by very few.

Although in fact it is indeed a disservice, it is still worth encouraging.

Yanma Luoja: "I have suffered from insomnia for a long time, and the doctor advised me to sleep in an environment that I feel comfortable with. I should not ignore the particularity of the haunted house. It is my fault for you to misunderstand."

Qiong Ren: "..."

Cozy environment, haunted house?

Qiong Ren felt pity suddenly in his heart: "You must be under a lot of pressure at work." This must be a variation of overtime, otherwise how could you feel that the haunted house is comfortable.

Yanmaluoja thought, he is indeed very busy.

The population has grown explosively in the past few decades, there are too many sinners, and there are not enough Hades.

He had to split into seven incarnations to go to work at the same time, so that he could barely meet his work needs.

Ghost soldiers can work in shifts, but Hades has no days off.

One of the springs on the sofa in the waiting room collapsed, Qiong Ren didn't want to treat his butt badly, so he had to move to Yan Wang's side.

Yanmaluoja smelled the fragrance of Qiongren's body again, and it drifted towards him.

His throat moved, and he looked away slightly: "The main reason why I can't sleep is a song."

"What song?" What kind of ugly song is it that can cause people to suffer from insomnia for a long time.

Yanma Raja: "The Light Chaser"

Qiong Ren: "Chasers, light chasers..."

Yanmaluoja: "Have you heard?"

Qiong Ren immediately denied it loudly: "I haven't heard it! What a strange song title. I've never heard it before, hahahahahaha."

Calm down, Qiong Ren!

There are many songs with the same name in this world, you are so vague, and Dragon City has a population of tens of millions, it is so easy to meet living people who have heard your song.

Yanmaluoja: "It was sung by a singer named Qiongren. My secretary likes him very much and sings his songs every day."

It's the same name, it must be the same name.How can his songs make people lose sleep?

"Why don't you scold him a few words to vent your anger." Qiong Ren suggested in a low voice, too ashamed to lift his head.

He unintentionally disrupted the sleep of his patients time and time again, it is hard to say that this is not a kind of fate.

"If Qiong Ren knew that he was causing you insomnia, he wouldn't mind you scolding him."

I can even scold myself for you.

Yanmaluoja raised his eyes, "He didn't make me sleepless."

"Ang?" Qiong Ren was puzzled, "But didn't you say that you suffered from insomnia after listening to his songs?"

"Neither the song nor the singer is responsible for my insomnia."

Yanmoluoja looked at Qiong Ren with a serious expression, "Some people are allergic to sunlight, but that's not the sun's fault."

Qiong Ren was stunned.

In this world, there should be no second person who compares the singer who makes him insomnia to the sun.

As soon as the conductor entered the door of the haunted house, the staff immediately surrounded him.

"Director, can you find a way to deal with the ax on my head, my son is here, and I want to chase stars face to face."

The conductor was stunned: "Your son? Haven't you been dead for 400 years? He was reincarnated?"

The female ghost in the white skirt: "She's talking about the handsome guy with the hat outside. I've heard my girl goose song for you. You've even set it as the ringtone of your phone."

Conductor: "Oh, it's him... But isn't that singer a man? How could it be your daughter?"

"Director, don't care about these details. Can you help us deal with our appearance so that we can look like living people for the time being."

The conductor was puzzled: "This...is a bit difficult. Where the King of Hades is, it is difficult to use mana."

Qiong Ren, who was compared to the sun for the first time, was very moved. The patient is upright and gentle, who can not be moved?

But as the songwriter and original singer of "The Light Chaser", he still couldn't help asking: "Is that song really that bad?"

"It's very ugly." Yanma Luoja seriously warned: "Don't try it out of curiosity, some taboos should not be touched."

Qiong Ren: "Forbidden, taboo..."

Yanmoluoja was worried that Qiong Ren would fall into the same insomnia predicament as himself, and emphasized his tone: "Although my secretary likes it very much, but my secretary thinks that Scorpion is a pitiful woman, and her aesthetic needs to be treated carefully."

Qiong Ren: "Hmm...Q^Q"

The conductor who couldn't solve the appearance problem for the employees came out of the haunted house and said to Qiong Ren with three albums:

"Hello, are you Qiong Ren? My colleagues like you very much. They asked you and me for three autographs."

Qiong Ren: "..."

Yanmaluoja: "..."

The waiting room suddenly became very quiet.

The conductor's expression was innocent: "Huh?"

what happened?Why did he feel that the air at the scene suddenly froze?

The conductor carefully recalled his speech.

No problem.

He continued: "Your song "The Light Chaser" is very good. I specially intercepted that part and set it as the ringtone for incoming calls. Since then, I have been looking forward to someone calling me. Listen to your song Not tired. Hahahahahaha."

There was a jovial air in the waiting room.

Qiong Ren quietly looked at the patient.

The patient lowered his eyes halfway, lowered his head slightly, and his face was calm and cold.

The earlobe was so red that it was about to bleed.

Qiong Ren took the album silently, signed it with a swish, and then took out his mobile phone: "Ah, it's you, um, I'm done, I'm just..."

His cell phone rang untimely, and it hurt his eardrums when he was too close.

Qiong Ren: "..."

What is a good day today?Does this world of death by turns really exist?

Qiong Ren slid the phone away expressionlessly. The call was from the manager.

"You are on the trending search! Come back and discuss how to gain popularity."

Lao Yang was so excited that Qiong Ren quickly opened Weibo and found that his name was listed in the forty or so places.

The hot search term is #秋仁托梦#

Weibo reminders kept ringing, unread comments and @ both exceeded [-], and private messages kept popping up.He really had to go back now.

Qiong Ren pinched his phone, he really wanted to add a wechat with his patient, but when he looked up...

The redness has spread from the patient's earlobes to his cheeks, and his body remains in the same posture as before, like a shy little zombie.