Chapter 138: One person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven (more updates with monthly tickets)
Should I rent a courtyard house where a lot of people died?
Faced with Le Miao's question, Fang Yan frowned and pondered.
If it were any other young man of this era, he would have agreed directly without saying anything.
Are you kidding me? We, the generation born under the red flag, can still be afraid of you?
The more you say this, the more I want to live in it!
I want to see if I am the bad one or you are the bad one.
We are fighting against heaven and earth, how can we still be afraid of you, a shabby courtyard house that is so deadly?
What is bad luck or not?
All I know is that I am upright! All evils are easy to avoid, and all poisons are immune to invasion!
But then again.
The dialect is somewhat different from that of these people.
The main reason is that it is unreasonable for him to appear in this era.
After Le Miao told the actual situation just now, Fang Yan began to beat her heart.
In addition, I read a lot about physiognomy, Zhou Yi, Yin Yang Feng Shui and the like a few days ago.
So instinctively, he was somewhat resistant to this kind of place.
Living in a place where people have died is definitely uncomfortable, not only psychologically, but also magnetically.
It’s not like he has no other house to live in. Who would go to a haunted house where he doesn’t even live?
Does it appear that you are brave and have good luck?
It's written in the book that seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is the right way to act.
Although I have heard from some soldiers who have fought in the war, it is true that in these places, if others go in and cause trouble, nothing will happen to them after they live there.
But dialect is not necessary.
He didn't want to find nothing and eat without hardship.
Besides, he didn't live alone in this place, he wanted to live with Zhu Lin.
He believes that using such an unlucky place as a wedding room will make people think you are crazy, but he believes that no one will say that you and your wife are so brave.
If that were the case, his mother-in-law would probably want to strangle him to death secretly.
Thinking of this, Fang Yan said to Le Miao:
"Forget it, I won't disturb the tranquility inside."
Le Miao smiled, not too surprised when she heard Fang Yan's decision.
She nodded and said:
"The people living in another room in our house used to live there. Some people said that the feng shui there was not right. Although I don't really believe it, I feel uncomfortable every time I go in. Even in the summer, my back gets hairy."
"And it is really in disrepair. Even if you are not afraid to live in it, you still need to spend a lot of time and effort to renovate it."
"Besides, you may get married in the future. Even if you don't think it's a problem, other girls will definitely dislike it."
After that, she explained:
"Actually, we had a good house, but it was a pity that it was taken away by my uncle a few months ago. They said they wanted to arrange for a family of international friends."
"It's really a bit of an accident, I'm sorry."
Dialect waves:
"It's okay, don't be sorry, I asked you this out of the blue."
Le Miao said to the dialect:
"I will help you inquire about other houses at night. Our family is not the only one to have courtyard houses. There are many similar ones."
"Okay, I'd like to trouble you." Fang Yan raised his hand to Le Miao.
Le Miao smiled and said:
"Hey, why are you trying to be polite to me? I feel bad that I didn't help you."
"Don't worry, if you say that again, I'll be embarrassed." Fang Yan said quickly.
And the fourth child hasn’t come back yet, so there’s no rush.
Now there is still time to slowly choose dialects.
Speaking of which, the most important time at the moment is the negotiations on the 18th, which is the day after tomorrow.
At that time, the mantis boxing master from Shandong will come to Mr. Lu to seek revenge.
Both Fang Yan and his fellow apprentices are going to pass.
Whether to persuade him to leave, or to beat him away, to toast him or to drink him as a fine, he must choose one.
Thinking of this, Fang Yan planned to ask Le Miao for a leave first.
The day after tomorrow, he would go directly to Mr. Lu's place early in the morning and not come here.
While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard Le Miao shouting at the door:
"Mr. Lu!"
Fang Yan looked around and found that his master, Lu Donghua, was here. He stood up quickly:
"Ah, Master, why are you here?"
"Come and sit."
Then he greeted Jia Dapeng:
"Dapeng, please help me make a pot of tea."
"Okay!" Jia Dapeng responded and went to make tea.
Now that he has figured out his positioning, he can make a quick move for the director of Fangyan.
Le Miao asked Mr. Lu who walked into the store:
"Mr. Lu, why are you free to come here today?"
Mr. Lu said with a smile:
"You have nothing to do, come and chat with me in dialect."
"Okay, then you can chat." Le Miao nodded and made space for the two of them.
Fang Yan waited for Master to sit down and then asked in a low voice:
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"Have you heard anything about Shandong?"
Mr. Lu was startled, then waved his hand:
"It has nothing to do with that."
"It's because of you that Xiyuan Hospital wants to hire me back again."
"My relationship?" Fang Yan raised his eyebrows, wondering what this had to do with him.
Mr. Lu smiled and nodded:
"Yes, it's because of your relationship. They think that after I go back to the hospital for consultation, I can ask you to come and visit me often."
After speaking, he paused and said:
"I've heard what Lao Huang said. You stole the show at the Ministry of Health conference and became a hot commodity."
"Hey, it's this conference again." Fang Yan slapped his thigh and suddenly understood the saying that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong.
Once he became famous, even his master Lu Donghua's life was affected.
"I didn't expect that they would actually take advice from you." Fang Yan said to Mr. Lu apologetically.
Mr. Lu immediately saw through Fang Yan’s thoughts, and he burst out laughing:
"Hahaha, don't think it affects me. In fact, I am happy."
He patted Fang Yan on the shoulder and said:
"There are so many apprentices. Except for Ding Jian who has given me a good reputation in martial arts, none of your senior brothers have given me a good reputation in medical skills."
"Yesterday at the meeting of the Ministry of Health, you fulfilled this dream for me. Not to mention other things, just the old men in Xiyuan. Now everyone knows that Lu Donghua's apprentice has obtained two medical results. Certificate?”
After speaking, he said proudly:
"Hey...don't you know those old guys are all jealous!"
Seeing the happy look on Master's face, Fang Yan also smiled.
At this time Jia Dapeng also came over with tea.
Fang Yan took it and placed it in front of Mr. Lu. The old man picked it up, took a sip, and nodded with satisfaction.
Looking at Fang Yan's closed disciple, Mr. Lu looked comforting.
"By the way, have you promised to go back to the hospital?" Fang Yan remembered what Mr. Lu said before, so he asked him.
Mr. Lu waved his hand:
"I haven't agreed to Lao Huang for the time being. I said I'll think about it."
Dialect nods:
"If you like to go, go. If you don't want to go, don't go."
If Mr. Lu really went back to Xiyuan, Fang Yan would just take the time to take a stroll.
"Actually, if you have nothing to do, you can go back for a consultation. It only takes half a day, so it doesn't take much effort." Mr. Lu responded with a smile.
After saying that, he paused and then said:
"However, I'm not thinking about things in Shandong. I'll be here soon."
"It will be the day after tomorrow. After the solution is completed, if everything is fine, I will go to the doctor. If it is not resolved..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fang Yan patted his master's hand and said in a positive tone:
"Master, don't worry, with us here, everything will be fine."
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