Chapter 6 Forced Binding, Huangquan Station
Yang Fan ate two bowls of noodles at Grandma Xu’s house. Under the sympathetic eyes of the old couple, she left their house with her house key.
Back in her small courtyard, Yang Fan picked a loquat from the loquat tree. The loquat, which did not look abnormal on the tree, turned blue-purple in her eyes after picking it off. , with a dark air.
No wonder she didn’t feel any difference between the loquats on the trees and the crops in the field just now. It seems that she is not an ordinary ghost who can set up these deceptions.
Yang Fan turned his wrist, and the loquat in his hand spontaneously ignited without fire, and was completely burned in the blink of an eye.
He quickly drew a golden talisman in the air with his fingers, raised his hand and waved it gently, and the golden talisman hit the loquat tree.
All the loquats that had been eaten by ghosts were burned, and in the end, less than one-tenth of the loquats were left on the tree.
Looking at the few pitiful loquats hanging on the tree, Yang Fan showed a death smile. It seemed that he would have to chat with those ghosts more at night.
She carried her suitcase and opened the main door of the two-story building. As soon as she walked in, she entered the living room. There was a black and white photo hanging on the wall of the living room. It belonged to her uncle. The photo showed an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. young people.
Yang Fan stared at the photo for a few seconds and continued to check the situation inside the house.
To the right of the living room is the kitchen, and going inside is the stairwell and bathroom to the second floor room.
There is a door on the left wall of the living room, which leads to the warehouse next to it.
After Yang Xiuwen died, the villagers packed up and arranged everything in the house neatly, and covered the furniture and appliances with white cloth.
But no one has lived there for a long time, and the white cloth and the ground are covered with dust.
A cleaning charm cleaned the house inside and out, and all the white cloths were automatically folded and placed aside.
Although no one has lived there for a long time, the furniture and appliances are still usable.
After wandering around every room on the first floor, Yang Fan opened the door from the living room to the warehouse. The moment she opened the door and entered, she felt strong spiritual energy fluctuations in the room.
It seems that the reason for the strong aura in this house is here. She drew talismans in front of her eyes with her fingers, and when she opened her eyes, her eyes suddenly changed.
Pure white spiritual energy mixed with bits of golden light circulated in the air. Yang Fan's eyes were full of surprises. Those golden lights turned out to be merit!
There is not only spiritual energy here, but also merit!
It should be known that spiritual energy is easy to find but merit is rare. She used to be diligent in catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, but she only earned a bigger amount of merit.
There are so many merits here out of thin air, what is the difference between this and pie in the sky!
Yang Fan was running her skills, trying to absorb the merits floating in the air. As the skills were running, spiritual energy from all directions converged towards her body.
When the spiritual energy entered her body, Yang Fan instantly felt that her body was much lighter, but she watched as the golden light in the spiritual energy floated around her body, but did not enter her body.
She cannot absorb these merits.
It's strange that she can't absorb the merit here.
She stretched out her hand to touch the golden light in the spiritual energy, but only missed it.
It turns out that these merits belong to someone else!
Yang Fan understood instantly. These merits probably belonged to Yang Xiuwen, the original resident of this house, but he was dead. Why did these merits not go with him, but stay in this room?
She couldn't understand.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the computer on the table by the door. Yang Fan walked through the empty shelves and walked over there.
In addition to a computer, there is also a scanner gun and a black pen on the desktop, as well as an old-fashioned landline phone and a gaming chair.
Approaching here, as if being pulled by something, Yang Fan accidentally opened the drawer under the computer and took out the thing inside, which was something like an acrylic table card.
The words 'Huangquan Station' are written on the top.
"Huangquan Inn... So this is the name of this inn?" Yang Fan looked at the words with a strange expression. The breath on it seemed a little too familiar. It couldn't be the Huangquan she thought of.
'Hiss...' There was a sudden pain on her finger. She watched the table card absorb the blood from her thumb, and then other words appeared on the blank table card.
Huangquan Station Regulations:
First: Express delivery is only accepted but not sent. Second: Working hours are 11:00-4pm at midnight
Third : Please do not communicate with customers except for express delivery
Fourth: For complaints, please dial 666888
Note: The phone can only be opened during working hours.
Fifth: The post station pays wages on the first of every month.
At the same time, the computer also opened automatically, and on the page was a string of text: Congratulations to Ms. Yang Fan for becoming the ninth webmaster of Huangquanyi Station. The text was followed by a string of fireworks and cakes like those on WeChat, and even Yu is not yet dynamic.
...What a perfunctory recruitment notice.
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and - he dared to force her into joining the job without her consent.
Great! !
"Yang Fan!" Someone outside suddenly called her.
Yang Fan put the table cards back on the table first, waiting to deal with things here in the evening. She walked out of the warehouse, returned to the living room, and saw Grandma Xu and another aunt.
She recalled it and remembered that the other party was Aunt Zhang who lived below her house.
Both men were holding something in their hands.
Grandma Xu looked at the clean and tidy house with surprise, "Yang Fan, you cleaned the house so quickly?!"
Yang Fan nodded and said, "Well, it's just Just cleaned it up casually."
Grandma Xu gave her a look of approval, so diligent.
Aunt Zhang on the side looked Yang Fan up and down and asked her, "Yang Fan, do you still remember me?"
Yang Fan smiled and said, "Aunt Zhang, of course I still remember you."
Aunt Zhang: "Just remember. I thought you had forgotten about your family for so many years and forgot that you were here." There is still a home here.”
Grandma Xu turned her elbow. Next, "My child has just come back, please speak up."
Grandma Xu turned to Yang Fan and said: "Yang Fan, don't listen to your Aunt Zhang, she is unforgiving with her mouth."
Yang Fan: "I know, Grandma Xu."
"Aunt Zhang is all caring about me."
Aunt Zhang is very talkative, and she knows it.
Aunt Zhang snorted proudly, with a little joy in her eyes.
They had watched Yang Fan grow up, and she was happy to see her back.
Grandma Xu and Yang Fan said, "I thought you just came back and there must be nothing at home, so I brought you something."
Grandma Xu was holding daily necessities such as toilet paper, towels, new toothpaste, toothbrushes and even a washbasin.
Aunt Zhang brought some fruits, snacks and even instant noodles.
She stuffed all the things in her hands into Yang Fan's hands, "My girl recently sent me some food. There are too many to eat. These are for you to eat."
"Thank you, Grandma Xu, thank you Aunt Zhang."
Yang Fan did not refuse the two people's kindness. She happened to be short of these things, so she saved the money to buy them herself.
But she didn't take it for nothing. She took out one hundred yuan in cash from her pocket. This was the only cash she had left on her return. In addition, there was another 200 yuan left on her WeChat mobile phone. This was all her belongings.
The most important thing when she comes back is to make money!