A conversation with her mother completely ruined Wen Ziling's ideals and hopes. From now on, she could only live for revenge and no longer had her own life. She silently put away the photos of her enemy and sighed.
He walked out feeling lost.
Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, two people, an old man and a young man, drank more than ten kilograms of wine and drank eight roasted crows. The green-robed ancestor sat there with blank eyes, which made Ximen Lang smile bitterly.
The master was confused for a while, and there must be something wrong with his head.
Wen Ziling walked over with gentle steps, bent down and poured a bowl of wine for Ximen Lang, and said softly: "Ximen, please have another bowl."
Ximen Lang said with a smile: "Of course you can't not drink a toast from a beautiful woman." He picked up the bowl of wine and drank it in one gulp. After putting down the bowl, he looked around and sighed: "Your place is really nice.
Without the hustle and bustle, it feels more like the countryside than the city, which is good."
Wen Ziling smiled softly and said: "It's okay, it's just a shabby place. No rich person will live here."
"I quite like this place." Ximen Lang suddenly had an idea in his heart. He felt that he should find such a secluded place as a place to stay, and asked: "Do you have any houses similar to this courtyard for rent or sale? I
I want to move here."
"Yes, the yard next to ours is similar to this one. It's listed for sale. If you're interested, I'll take you over to have a look. It's just that the price is not cheap. It's probably around 200,000 yuan."
Ximenlang said with great interest: "Really? Then you can take me over to have a look. As long as I am satisfied with the house, the price doesn't matter."
"Then you come with me."
Wen Ziling waved and led Ximenlang to the base of the west wall. She turned around and said with a smile, "Let's climb over the wall and see what's going on in the yard first."
Ximen Lang nodded, "This is a good idea."
"Then I'll come first." Wen Ziling took a few steps back and ran over. Pointing her toes, her figure had already jumped up. Her batik skirt suddenly opened like a flower, like a blooming blue enchantress, falling lightly into the courtyard next door.
Ximen Lang was a little dizzy when he saw it, and secretly praised it in his heart. What a good skill. Isn't this the legendary Qing Kung? He jumped up, put his left hand on the wall, and turned over. Although his movements were agile and flexible, he didn't even touch the corners of his clothes compared to his opponent.
His light body skills when he reached the top of the wall were much inferior.
The yard is very spacious, bigger than Wen Ziling's house. The house is also made of blue bricks and black tiles with ancient lattice window lattice. It is dilapidated and looks as if it will collapse at any time. The yard is full of wormwood half a person tall, and is in dilapidated state, like "
A scene from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio.
Wen Ziling led him to the front of the house and said solemnly: "I heard that this was the ancient house of a wealthy family. The young and beautiful concubine of that family hung herself here because she couldn't bear the humiliation. After that, the house started to be haunted.
Many people died inexplicably, and it has become a famous haunted house in this area, so if you want to buy this yard, you must think carefully."
Ximen Lang was very satisfied with the yard. He looked at the heavy wooden door and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid. I decided to buy this house. Maybe I can meet a beautiful female ghost."
Wen Ziling was amused by him and laughed, "Do you think meeting a female ghost is a good thing? I heard people say that even though the female ghost is beautiful, she is actually wearing a beautiful human skin. If she takes off this skin, she can
It scares people to death, and her sharp claws will rip open men's stomachs, dig out their hearts and chew them, which is very scary."
Ximenlang deliberately trembled and said: "It's really scary. Why don't you come over and accompany me when the time comes? With a heroine like you with strong martial arts standing in charge, the female ghost won't dare to come."
Wen Ziling heard the teasing meaning in these words and just smiled without saying anything.
Ximenlang was a little embarrassed. He also knew that he was not very familiar with the girl next to him. It was obviously inappropriate to joke like this. He quickly changed the subject and said: "Didn't you say that the sign is for sale? There must be a contact number on it. Where is the sign? Why didn't I see it?
arrive?"
Wen Ziling said with a dimple-like smile: "Your question is really funny. Since it is for sale, of course the sign must be hung at the door outside the yard for outsiders to see. Is it possible to hang it inside the yard?"
Ximen Lang slapped his forehead and looked like he suddenly realized something. "I'm so stupid. I didn't even think of this. Now I know how the pig died."
Wen Ziling was amused by him and made her giggle, her flowers trembling, and she looked very happy. After a while, she couldn't hold back her laughter and said, "You are really interesting. Let's go and see the contact information on the sign."
Not long after, two figures climbed over the courtyard wall and appeared at the door. Sure enough, they saw a sign hanging on the cracked wooden door, which read, "This courtyard is for sale, contact number..."
Ximenlang took out his mobile phone and dialed the number on the sign. Although the call was connected, no one answered. He dialed again patiently, and then a lazy voice came from the phone, "Who is it?" It was a woman's.
The voice has such a charming and charming flavor, which is very attractive.
"Hello, may I ask, are you the owner of No. 659 Puyundong?"
"It's me, you are..."
"I saw a for sale sign at the door of the yard and I'm interested in buying it. Can we talk in person?"
The woman's voice became surprised, "You want to buy that house?"
"That's right."
"I'm telling you, that house is haunted, don't blame me for not warning you."
Ximenlang was stunned and felt that this homeowner was really honest. Normally, sellers would try their best to hide bad information about the items they wanted to sell in order to sell them at a better price. It was rare for someone to say that the house they wanted to sell was not good like her.
Yes, based on this alone, the quality of the homeowner can be confirmed.
"I know."
The woman was surprised and said, "Why, you know? Then you still want to buy this house?"
"There are no ghosts or gods in the world. They are just ordinary people disturbing themselves."
"Oh... Listening to your words, you sound like an old guy who has experienced many vicissitudes of life. However, hearing your small voice sounds like a young child, you are really curious."
Old guy, Xiao'er? What is all this? Is the other party a prostitute?
Ximen Lang secretly guessed the identity of the other party. He smiled and said: "If you want to know whether I am an old guy or a young boy, you can tell by seeing me in person. Besides, what I want to buy is a house. Who am I?"
Doesn’t it matter what kind of person you are?”
"Ha...you are quite poor-mouthed. Let me tell you, it doesn't matter what kind of person you are. Sister, I like green and handsome young men. The most annoying thing is the old man who can't straighten his waist. If you are the former, I will
I will sell the house to you very cheaply. If it's the latter, it's hard to say. However, since you're quite funny when you talk, I'll go and see you. Just wait for me there. I'll be there in a minute.
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PS: The fourth chapter added today was uploaded at 9:45 on August 8.