Ouyang Jin trembled. He said it unintentionally but sounded intentional. Hu Xue felt that his words were not in vain. Ouyang Jin glanced at Director Bai, but Director Bai didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.
He nodded seriously and said in an official tone:
"Master Hu is indeed amazing. Several Japanese experts have lived here before!"
"Japanese?" Wu Dazhi suddenly laughed out loud, "They deserve it! They probably don't live long, right?"
Director Bai was stunned. Could it be that he really met a living god? They all knew about this kind of thing?
"Silly uncle, can you let people live in this house?" Xiaoyou walked out slowly and said in a soft voice: "It's not good for living people to live here. It would be a good choice to use a cemetery instead!"
"ah!!!!!"
Ouyang Jin yelled. After a series of events, he is now a complete theist. Hearing Xiaoyou say this, he almost peeed in fear.
"what happened?"
Director Bai maintains his unique dignity. Although Xu Wangcai is dead, he still does not believe that there are really ghosts and gods in this world.
Xiaoyou sneered, then grabbed Director Bai, and while walking forward, she pointed her finger and said: "There is a hanged man here at the gate, remember to lower your head!"
Director Bai lowered his head subconsciously, and everyone walked into the small building. Unexpectedly, the situation inside this small and dangerous building was even shabbier than outside.
Fortunately, the space here is relatively large. There are six rooms downstairs alone. There is a kitchen, bathroom, living room, and even a small ballroom.
"Brother Dazhi! There is a small dance hall here!" Xiaoyou said excitedly after walking around quickly.
"The kitchen is big enough. It will be great for cooking!" Xie Rusi smiled. What she is best at now is cooking.
Could it be said that every woman who loses her memory will become a good cook?
"It looks very Shanghai-style!" Ruyan seemed very satisfied.
Hu Xue had already strolled downstairs, nodded towards Wu Dazhi, and said lightly:
"There are not many things living here. There is a child up there, and he occupies a children's room. But our room is enough, there is no need to kick him out!"
"Well, Fatty, what do you think?" Wu Dazhi turned around and asked Zhou Zijing for his opinion. Although he has always been a soy sauce character, the Fu Shoutang quartet has human rights.
"I don't have any objection. Anyway, those two things probably won't cause trouble. It would be nice to have two more neighbors!"
Zhou Zijing shrugged and said nonchalantly.
"Director Bai, we have decided to accept this house!"
But when he looked back, Director Bai and Ouyang Jin had long disappeared. When he looked outside, he saw two people standing tremblingly outside Xiaowei Building.
Wu Dazhi waved to them to come in. The two of them shook their heads desperately, but refused to take a step forward.
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing had no choice but to go out and finalize the details of the cooperation. When they came back, the three ladies had already mingled with the hanging man.
The hanged ghost was telling the story of the child upstairs vividly. When he saw Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing coming in, he hurriedly greeted them:
"I'm sorry, gentlemen! I welcome you to live here. You must know that I and that brat Sa have lived here for a long, long time..."
The Hanged Man stared ahead, as if recalling the good memories of the past.
"But, for a handsome, charming man like me, I have nothing in common with that little brat..."
Wu Dazhi felt retching in his stomach, and instinctively went to a corner to vomit.
The hanged ghost floated in front of Wu Dazhi and asked kindly: "Are you okay?"
Wu Dazhi glanced at the hanged ghost and looked at his long tongue, and instantly felt a sense of intimacy. Is this a copycat of Bai Wuchang?
In order not to offend any sexy boy, Wu Dazhi smiled very gentlemanly: "No, just do your job of welcoming guests from now on!"
"Can I have a small request?!" The Hanged Man poked his finger, lowered his head and asked in a low voice.
Wu Dazhi turned around to look at the others. Two normal men, Zhou Zijing and Hu Xue, had already disappeared without a trace. As for the three ladies, they looked like they were watching the fun.
But Wu Dazhi was sure that if he refused the hanged man in front of him, he would definitely be besieged by the three men.
"Say it! As long as I can do it, I will try my best to meet your request!" Wu Dazhi coughed lightly, and then said generously.
"I want a room of my own!" The hanged man suddenly looked at Wu Dazhi with starry eyes.
At the same time, Wu Dazhi ran towards the corner again.
"Beautiful girls, what does he mean?"
"Except for the biggest one upstairs, you can choose any room here!" Xiao You patted the hanging man on the shoulder and said boldly: "Oh, by the way, you can't choose the one next to that one either!"
"why?"
"That's for my dearest brother Dazhi!" Xiaoyou glanced at Xie Rusi provocatively: "Brother Dazhi belongs to me alone!"
It was rare that this time Xie Rusi did not play opposite Xiao You. She walked around Xiaowei Building again and finally chose the innermost room on the second floor, which was also the place closest to the children's room.
Ruyan's choice was simple. She didn't have many requirements, but the girls all lived upstairs, so she chose to live upstairs.
When it was Zhou Zijing and Hu Xue's turn, they had no other choice but to stay in the original guest room on the first floor.
The hanged man who welcomed guests had changed his place this time, from the front door to the living room. Although he was still very dissatisfied, his status could be considered improved.
So, I moved quietly.
After arranging everyone's accommodation, Wu Dazhi found someone to decorate the small dangerous building. Due to limited funds, he simply decorated the inside of the small dangerous building. As for the outside, it still maintained the unique image of abstract art.
A week later, the Fushou Hall was finally officially moved. Unfortunately, Zhou Zijing was called back by Mr. Zhou two days ago, saying that he had something important to discuss with him. Suddenly, there was another topic among the remaining people.
When Zhou Zijing goes back this time, will he bring back a steamed bun?
On the second day after moving into Xiaowei Building, Wu Dazhi got up early because he had to report for work that day. Although he was a temporary worker who could be fired at any time, this was his first time going out to work.
Wu Dazhi was determined to perform well, but the people in the room were counting on him for their sesame oil money.
After hurriedly walking out of Xiaowei Building, Wu Dazhi walked slowly towards xx University. After walking for about ten minutes, he finally realized that something was wrong. There seemed to be someone following him behind him.
He turned around suddenly and saw a woman standing behind him, or to be more precise, a little girl.
"Why are you following me?" Wu Dazhi was so tortured that he no longer had any sympathy for her.
"Did you live in that haunted house?!"
The girl did not answer Wu Dazhi's words, but instead smiled. At this moment, a gust of wind blew by, and the girl's Sadako-like hair looked very strange.