Chapter 48: Someone in the Zhang family dies
"The Taoist priest will give you your disciple in exchange."
Song Lan looked at the old Taoist with a half-smile but not a smile: "How?"
She was persuasive and her voice was seductive: "This is a good deal with a sure profit and no loss."
"My dowry is worth a lot of money."
"Whether you sell it or exchange it for mortgage, in the end, it is enough to renovate the Taoist temple and gild the body of the ancestor."
Song Lan put down the silver scissors in her hand.
"And your disciple is still your disciple, but after serving me for a few years, when I get tired of it, he can still go back to provide for you until the end of his life."
"But you are in good health right now. You have enough energy to live alone, or take on a young apprentice or something."
Song Lan's lips curled up slightly: "Look, it's not a loss, what's wrong?"
The old Taoist stared and screamed in his heart: Why didn't he lose?
You don't look like a good person... I am a clean and great disciple. If I follow you, can I still be innocent?
That child is dedicated to the Tao and keeps himself clean——
"Are you serious? You're not trying to trick me, are you?"
The old man rubbed his hands and smiled with a smile on his face.
A disciple's innocence is valuable, but the founder's gold worth is even higher!
"It can be evidenced by a deed."
Song Lan raised her eyebrows and chuckled.
The old Taoist suddenly beamed. After getting the document written by Song Lan, he immediately signed his name on it and pressed his fingerprint.
After the contract was completed, a beam of golden light penetrated the old Taoist's eyebrows. The shocked man opened his eyes wide and looked at Song Lan in disbelief.
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The golden crow falls in the west, the remaining fire burns across the sky, the rays of light are everywhere, and the shops lined up on the street seem to be filled with gold.
In the houses near the West Market, smoke rises from the kitchens, and the smell of rice and firewood makes people hungry.
Song Lan bought ten baked Hu cakes from a street vendor, with two extra layers of nectar brushed on them.
"How long do you want to follow me?"
When approaching the haunted house, Song Lan stopped, turned around and looked at the young man who had been following her furtively.
"My lord..."
The young man murmured softly, lifting his robe and wanting to kneel down.
As soon as he bent his knees, he felt a force stopping him from kneeling down.
"Say something if you have something to say."
Song Lan looked at one of his enemies in his previous life and really had no patience.
"Old man of the Zhang family, let me...seduce you."
"It is said that the marriage contract between the two families is irrevocable. Since it has been proven that he is not the real second young master of the Zhang family, the original marriage contract with you should be continued by the real second young master of the Zhang family."
As Liu Tian spoke, he took out the engagement cancellation letter that Song Lan had written before and handed it back.
He looked humble and had a respectful attitude: "Please show me how to do it specifically."
The tone is even more flattering.
Song Lan casually took the divorce letter and tsked lightly: "I didn't expect that everyone in the Zhang family is ugly, but I thought they were quite beautiful."
Looking at the opened divorce letter, the smile on her lips deepened.
But it doesn't matter, she put a curse on this divorce letter.
Reading it means you agree and report it to the world and the earth.
As long as heaven and earth recognize it, the Zhang family - the dying people are not worth mentioning.
But...
Song Lan glanced at Liu Tian: "In that case, it's up to you to deal with him."
"I don't care about the process, I only care about the results."
The young man raised his head in confusion, not understanding what Song Lan wanted to see.
"Within three days, I want to see the Zhang family mourning."
Song Lan's lips curled up slightly: "Anyone can die."
"As long as you are from the Zhang family."
"Including you."
In other words, if you can't kill anyone in the Zhang family, you can kill yourself on the spot.
Liu Tian was shocked and hurriedly lowered his head and agreed.
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"What did you say?"
In the Taoist temple outside the capital, the man's eyes were like hooks: "Song Lan's dowry was taken away?"
"Waste!"
He was furious, and then asked anxiously: "Where is that thing? Was that thing taken away too?"
The subordinates reported back: "The treasure that your Excellency ordered us to find has not been found yet."
"A bunch of trash!"
The man cursed a few more times, and the man below lowered his head, not daring to express his anger, and feeling miserable.
"Forget it, that little girl from the Song family may not even know what you have been searching for for so many years but have never found."
The man regained his immortal appearance, with a calm expression on his face.
"Continue to send more manpower and be sure to find that thing as soon as possible."
"Yes." "The Xie family is really useless."
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The moment Song Lan stepped into the haunted house, everyone felt that the surroundings were a little warmer, not as cold as before.
"Master Female Ghost!"
As soon as Liu Wu saw the person clearly, he immediately ran over.
Song Lan skillfully ducked sideways.
Liu Wu missed the opportunity and fell directly to the ground, chewing a mouth full of dirt.
"Ms. Ghost..."
He sighed several times, but still felt that his mouth was full of earthy taste, and he suddenly felt even more aggrieved.
He raised his head and looked at Song Lan with tears in his eyes.
Song Lan frowned: "Don't look at me with such an expression next time, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but hit you."
Liu Wu felt even more aggrieved and didn't understand what he had done wrong.
"Too ugly."
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"The beauty is wronged. I feel sorry for you. You... are so pretentious that I can only give you two punches."
Liu Wu: ...Then my parents gave me this kind of fate, what can I do?
He was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry, but he didn't dare.
Afraid of getting beaten.
"Why are you back again?"
Song Lan raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of seeing ghosts again?"
"Afraid!"
Liu Wu was particularly attentive.
Then he came forward more clumsily and smiled flatteringly: "But aren't you here, Lady Ghost?"
Song Lan glanced at him.
Liu Wu suddenly became more confident: "Everyone who comes here has signed the contract."
“If you quit midway or lose, you will be compensated ten times the rent.”
"Ten times?"
Isn’t it three months’ rent?
"Yeah, yeah."
Liu Wu nodded vigorously: "Although my family is fairly well off, I can't afford 1,800 yuan to compensate..."
As he said this, he suddenly felt even more aggrieved,
Song Lan was surprised.
Isn’t it one hundred and eighty dollars?
"Where's the deed you signed?"
"Here and here."
Liu Wu took out the deed and handed it over respectfully.
Song Lan opened it and read the ten lines at a glance, and found that what was written on it was really ten times the compensation, totaling 1,800 yuan.
But what she wrote on her note was indeed the payment of three months' room rent, totaling 180 guan.
"Watching others order food?"
It really fits the Zhang family's behavior.
"Huh?"
Liu Wu was confused and didn't understand.
Song Lan returned the deed to him without explaining.
Liu Wu was too sensible and didn't ask. He just followed the person around and tried to please them in a measured manner.
Some snacks are handed out, some drinks are handed out at other times.
He was even very considerate and prepared soft cushions for Song Lan.
Song Lan raised her eyebrows.
While eating the meal prepared by Liu Wu, I felt that the baked Hu biscuits in my hand were no longer fragrant.
After eating and drinking, the corner of his eye fell on Pei Yuanshi in the far corner, and the corners of Song Lan's mouth curled up slightly.
The little Taoist priest is very reserved tonight~
Pei Yuanshi's whole body was tense, as if he was being targeted by some evil spirit.
After experiencing what happened last night, everyone seemed unusually silent and panicked.
No one noticed, and thick fog began to rise all around.
Everyone gradually began to feel their eyelids becoming heavy.
After a while, everyone couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
After sensing what kind of ghost was coming tonight, Song Lan clicked his tongue and raised the corners of his mouth, full of interest.
"It turned out to be spring——"
The things in Zhang's haunted house seem to have some origins!
(End of chapter)