Chapter 3: The Ghost in the Haunted House

Bell, bell, bell!

Suddenly, a rhythmic bell rang in the house.

"Dreams!"

The dream demon suddenly screamed happily.

The hall also stood up immediately, with a strange expression, "There will be guests coming to the door at this time, and it is estimated that it will be a little strange." ”

I don't work well during the week, and I come to the haunted house to seek excitement, which is not a strange thing.

But in the spirit of professionalism that he can deceive one by one, he still immediately went to the front desk to prepare to greet the guests.

As soon as he went out, he saw a pair of red and white mohicans.

A pair of 'fashion' men and women stood in the doorway, the man with white hair, as if he had just finished painting the wall.

The woman's red hair rises to the sky, and she looks very impactful.

"Boss? Buy a ticket. ”

The white-haired man held his forehead with one hand, and his right foot was slightly bent, looking cool.

"One?"

The temple pointed to the redhead next to her, "Won't she go in?" ”

"Boss, Kuya is a part of my life, and she is one with me."

The white-haired man's posture remained unchanged, and he shook his head and said.

The hall silently pointed to the guest next to him.

"As long as the store is panting, you have to charge, even if it is a person, you have to charge if you have two heads."

This lesson was ordered by the person in charge of Dubai Ski, which is to prevent Pokémon like coconut egg trees from blatantly evading tickets and wanting to charge an extra penny.

After seeing it, the temple felt that it was normal for this place to go out of business, but it was not normal for it not to go out of business.

"Uh......"

The white man was dumbfounded, and this kind of operation is really a long experience.

"Well, boss, aren't you a haunted house here?"

Kuya walked over and threw a flying kiss, "If you can scare me and Ya, we will give the four of us money, if not, how about free?" ”

A gleam flashed in the temple's eyes.

Syllable!

“OK!”

He slapped the table and immediately agreed.

Blatantly making extra money, who else!

Ya and Ku Ya looked at each other and smiled, the victory is in hand, there is no ghost in the haunted house, as long as you firmly believe that there are no ghosts, some props are useless.

The temple looked at the dream demon hiding next to him and raised two fingers.

The dream demon took a look and quickly ran into the haunted house.

The hall looked at the two people who walked in, and the corners of his mouth curled.

These two people are probably frequent visitors to the haunted house world, that is, the oppressors in the industry, and they may have another purpose here.

However, the palace is also waiting for these people, otherwise ordinary people really can't withstand the fright of the dream demon.

That's right, he made a bet with the Dream Demon that if the person he chose could resist the Dream Demon's scare, and if the Dream Demon could scare them down with his guidance, the Dream Demon would be his Pokémon.

On the other hand, if the person he chooses is intimidated by the Dream Demon, he will pass on all his terrifying experience to the Dream Demon, and he will win two out of three games, and whoever wins two wins first will win.

When the temple proposed, he was actually not sure that the dream demon would be able to agree, because according to his memory, it seemed that the most orthodox way to subdue Pokémon was to win it and then subdue it.

Or it is cultivated by the previous generation, and then passed on to the next generation, of course, Zhiye also has a lot of Pokémon that rely on inspiration, but the temple does not think that he has the grand charm of Zhiye.

But the dream demon hesitated for a moment and agreed, which made the hall a little enlightened.

This is a real world, and the acceptance of Pokémon is to make the other party identify with you, whether it is your strength, wisdom or even conduct, as long as the Pokémon itself is willing, it is a kind of acceptance.

The hall went to the dressing room next to it to change into a prop uniform, and followed in, he was also very curious about how the dream demon would scare those two people this time.

Last time it was his victory, and if he wins this time, he will actually own a Pokémon, and it is also an extremely rare ghost type.

Ya Ge and Ku Ya snuggled up to each other and walked into the entrance.

As soon as I entered, the light dimmed, and a red light flashed overhead, and it was still flashing.

The old stone slabs on the ground still have some cracks, and black smoke comes out from time to time as the lights flash.

"Quack."

Strange laughter rang out incessantly.

After seeing the demon props next to him, Ya Ge secretly judged himself, "It's okay, but it lacks novelty." ”

Next to him, Kuya yawned, looking uninterested.

The hall hiding in the shadows silently observed the two of them, Ya Jia seemed to have been to many haunted houses, had a lot of experience, and would look at each prop, but he was not frightened at all.

And Kuya next to him probably doesn't believe in such a thing as a ghost at all, so he won't be afraid, this kind of person is more difficult to deal with than Ya.

After the hall made a judgment, he immediately let go of the worries in his heart, this level was obviously not something that the little chick of the dream demon could intimidate.

"Hoo ......"

The dream demon leaned out and blew on each of them.

Ya looked around vigilantly, and after finding that there was no abnormality, he was a little surprised, this was done very hidden.

He didn't think about the ghost Pokémon for a while, after all, how could someone who could have a Pokémon come to work in a haunted house, and besides, which haunted house would spend a lot of commission to hire a ghost Pokémon trainer, wouldn't it be worth the loss.

After all, most people go to haunted houses just for fun, and who would really want to come over and meet ghosts.

Syllable!

"Ya, if you dare to do anything to me again, be careful......"

Kuya clenched her fists, her eyes shining with a fierce light.

"It's not me, Kuya!"

Ya didn't pretend anymore, he smiled bitterly and said, "It should be a trick in the haunted house." ”

"Yes......"

Kuya looked at the white-haired man in front of her suspiciously.

"Dreams!"

At this time, the dream demon saw hope, she stretched out her hand, immediately grabbed the cool red hair, and pulled it up vigorously.

Seeing this, the hall shook his head silently, the scary thing is to create a sense of terror, and then attract others little by little, remove the opponent's mental defense, and finally give a fatal blow.

The dream demon is still too tender, and if it is too hard at the beginning, it will have the opposite effect, and the pain will sometimes make people repel their inner fear, and deepen their own psychological defenses, making it more difficult to be intimidated.

Sure enough, Kuya frowned, and immediately became angry, "Hitting people doesn't slap their faces, slapping their faces doesn't ruin their hairstyles, you're too elegant!" ”

She waved her hand.

Syllable.

Ya's right cheek was directly swollen, he covered his face, he was also angry, and immediately quarreled with Kuya, "I said it wasn't me, you!" ”

"Look around, who else but you!"

Kuya snorted coldly, and put out the third stage of the women's anti-wolf technique, "You have the ability, come on!" ”

Ya immediately dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, snorted and stopped talking.