Chapter 26: Setting a Haunted House
"Are there any people who don't need any money and still pay for it?"
Song Lan asked seriously.
Yan Jun's mouth twitched at the side.
Brother Fang Ya's eyes widened and his fists clenched.
"Girl..." Are you here to cause trouble?
Before Fang Ya could say anything, another person dressed similar to him squeezed in at every opportunity, smiling happily: "Girl, you want to buy a house?"
Brother Fang Ya was very unhappy when he was suddenly interrupted to steal business.
But thinking about Song Lan's request, he wasn't unhappy anymore.
I originally thought that he would be a big customer, but I didn't expect that Song Lan was wearing a decent face, but he was just pretending to be rich.
Seeing that she was being entertained by others, Brother Fang Ya turned around and left.
I am afraid that I will be entangled later and continue to ask questions, wasting time in vain.
"I really want to buy a house, but the houses in the capital are much more expensive than in Jiangzhou."
Song Lan told the truth.
"It turns out that the young lady is from Jiangzhou. What a coincidence, I am also from Jiangzhou." As he spoke, he spoke with a serious Jiangzhou accent and greeted Song Lan.
It was rare to hear the local accent, and Song Lan's eyes lit up: "What a coincidence, we are fellow villagers!"
She looked down at the person's chest, which had a sign similar to that of Fang Ya just now, and said, "Is this Fang Ya here too?"
"Mur-Rong-Tie-Zhu?"
Song Lan whispered the name on the dental plaque.
"Hey! It's me, it's me!"
Murong Tiezhu nodded happily.
"I just heard from the young lady that she wants a house that costs no money and comes with a discount? What a coincidence, I actually have one here. I just don't know if you dare... to live in it."
Song Lan raised her eyebrows: "You don't need any money, but you still pay for it. Is it really such a good thing?"
"More real than real gold, but this is a haunted house."
Murong Tiezhu did not hide anything.
"Haunted house?"
It sounds strange and rare.
"How fierce?"
"The previous landlord and his whole family of sixteen died tragically on the night they moved in, and no one was spared!"
"Oh?"
Song Lan licked her lower lip slightly and swallowed a few more times, as if she was extremely hungry.
"Since it is a haunted house, why put it up for sale?"
Yan Jun frowned at the side and advised Song Lan: "A house where people have died is not safe, especially since this case has not been solved yet. It is an unsolved case. The murderer may still be at large or even wandering nearby. You still..." Don't stay.
"Brother guard, are you concerned about me?"
Song Lan suddenly came close to Zhiren, almost touching him.
The warm breath came to my face.
Yan Jun felt Song Lan's eyelashes gently brushing against his face. In an instant, his heart felt like a fire was being wiped, it was hot and sultry, and his mouth was dry.
He swallowed nervously, his ears turning red quietly.
Yan Jun tilted his head in panic, not daring to meet anyone's eyes: "The job, the responsibility."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yan Jun wanted to bite his tongue.
Damn you, what are you talking about?
Your current identity is that of the bodyguard of the eldest princess in the human world, not the little Lord of Hell in the underworld!
What the hell is the responsibility?
Look, you can’t even believe it!
Song Lan was indeed stunned for a moment.
Poof!
She came back to her senses, covered her mouth, and smiled sweetly: "So, it is the duty of the guard to protect me?"
This is too much love!
Song Lan suddenly felt a little troubled. It seemed that her benefactor really wanted her to repay him with her body.
But people and ghosts have different paths...
You still have to think of a way carefully!
"What the guard said makes sense." Song Lan nodded in agreement.
Yan Jun breathed a sigh of relief.
Before he could catch his breath, he heard Song Lan say to Murong Tiezhu again: "I don't know, what are the conditions for moving into this haunted house? Is it just a matter of courage? Or is there any other explanation?"
Yan Jun:? ? ?
You just said what I said makes sense, so why not just say it as a co-author?
Song Lan: Then don’t worry about it, just say that the emotional value is not given enough.
Yan Jun wanted to persuade him again, but Song Lan had already gone with Murong Tiezhu to get the deed.
"There is nothing special about winning this house. You only need to live here for three months, and then the challenge will be considered successful. By then, this house will be yours!"
"When the time comes, we will have all the corresponding transfer deeds and documents ready for you, and there will also be a reward of five hundred guan."
Song Lan raised her eyebrows.
It sounds a lot like the challenge of "If I give you five million, do you dare to live here for a month?" "What if you are not satisfied with your stay?"
"If you are not satisfied with your stay..." Murong Tiezhu chuckled twice and pointed to the two lines of ant-sized small words on the deed: "It is written here. If the challenger withdraws/escapes/dies midway, the challenge will be deemed to have failed. .”
“Those who fail the challenge will be required to pay a total of three months’ room rent.”
Murong Tiezhu went down again and pointed at the smaller words: "The room fee is calculated in two dollars per day."
Song Lan took a breath after hearing this.
Good guy... after these three months, wouldn't it be one hundred and eighty?
"I would like to ask a few questions."
"Little lady, please tell me."
“Has anyone participated in this haunted house check-in challenge?”
"The rewards for this challenge are rich, of course."
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Five hundred guan is enough for an ordinary family to have enough food and clothing for more than ten years.
Naturally, there are many people who are excited.
"Then those who failed in the challenge will lose your money?"
Murong Tiezhu looked embarrassed and his tone was neither soft nor hard: "It's not convenient to tell you."
Song Lan understood clearly.
No wonder he dared to speak so loudly and promised to give the house five hundred coins in return.
It seems that a lot of people have been tricked.
And there are channels to extract money from these people to compensate them.
What a profiteer!
What a business mind!
"How are these three months calculated? Do I have to stay at home for three months, or can I just go out?"
"The young lady only needs to go back to the house to stay after sunset. During the day, she doesn't care where she is."
It's also interesting.
"Okay!"
Song Lan smoothed his sleeves and asked someone to bring him a pen. When he was about to sign, he asked again: "If I succeed in the challenge, you won't deny it, right?"
"How could it be?"
Song Lan looked suspicious.
Murong Tiezhu then came closer and whispered: "To tell you the truth, this house belongs to the Zhang family."
"Zhang Fu, you must have heard of it, right?"
"Even if the villain will lie to you, the Zhang Mansion can't lie to you, right? Moreover, this challenge has always been posted outside the house. The villain is just helping to spread the news and earn some introduction fees."
Song Lan's hand holding the pen paused slightly: "Zhang Mansion? Zhang Bingzhi's Zhang Mansion."
Murong Tiezhu didn't expect that people would dare to call Patriarch Zhang by his first name. He was so anxious that he said "Hey!" several times: "Little lady, I don't dare to say that!"
Is there anything you dare not say?
She still dares to fight!
But since it was the Zhang government that took the lead in providing the guarantee——
Song Lan picked up the deed and read it word for word.
He also asked people to bring in candles and bake the paper several times on it.
I was afraid that someone would tamper with me.
The business of Zhang Mansion...that is most unbelievable!
What reputation can a house have if its bamboo shoots fail to produce good bamboo shoots?
In his previous life, he even tampered with the deed, using special ink to write a divorce letter and trick her into signing it.
When the special ink disappeared, she re-wrote the deed, saying that she voluntarily donated all her wealth to the Zhang family and owed two million yuan.
Thinking of these insulting methods of the Zhang family, Song Lan's body was filled with resentment, and she was soon submerged in it.
Yan Jun, the only one present who could see resentment, was shocked.
Suddenly and without any warning, Zhang Chi received more than a dozen slaps from the air. He was so frightened that he screamed in the prison, saying that there was a ghost.
Even Liu Tian, the "real young master" who had just been "invited" back to Zhang's house, was slapped twice in the air.
Xie Yuyao, Lu, and everyone who was sealed in the Xie family suddenly felt pain on their faces, as if they had been slapped hard.
Mrs. Xie had all her teeth knocked out.
Even Xie Shangqi, who had been pronounced dead, could not escape.
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Yan Jun was worried about how to calm the strong resentment accumulated around Song Lan.
Song Lan has already read the deed, including all the small characters, small characters, small characters.
It's true that he didn't do anything.
It seems that the Zhang family is very confident that no one can solve the problem of the haunted house?
"There is nothing wrong with this deed, I signed it."
Song Lan neatly signed and stamped his signature on the deed.
"I hope you don't lie to others about this challenge."
She winked playfully and spoke in an ethereal tone, as if she had come up from the ground: "Otherwise, there will be ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night~"
Murong Tiezhu felt an inexplicable chill on his back.
At the same time, in the morgue of Jingzhao Mansion, the man who was preparing to conduct an autopsy on Xie Shangqi also made a sharp explosion.
(End of chapter)