Acting for the gods

Chapter 703 Are you teaching me to do things?
"Mr. Jiang, you have found a bargain. The owner of this house has immigrated, and we will manage the resale. Now the price is very cheap. If you buy it, you will earn it."

Shen Sansi, an intermediary in his fifties, brought Jiang Fan and Zhang Xiaoling into the villa and talked freely.

Jiang Fan sized it up and looked at Zhang Xiaoling. He could indeed feel that the place was extremely dark. Although it was far less fierce than Xinxin Building, there was definitely A Piao.

Jiang Fan casually said, "I heard that this house is haunted."

The potbellied Shen Sansi smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, don't listen to those people's nonsense. How can there be ghosts in this world? Anyway, I don't believe in such things."

Zhang Xiaoling reminded: "For such things as ghosts and gods, it is better to believe that they exist than that they do not exist."

Shen Sansi didn't take it seriously: "Miss Zhang, I know you run a cleaning company, as long as you are happy, I don't believe it anyway, let's talk about this house."

"The owner of this villa asked for 48 yuan, but you were introduced by Uncle Jiu. I will give you a base price of 38 yuan."

Speaking of this, Shen Sansi clutched his stomach: "Mr. Jiang, Miss Zhang, you look at it first, I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach, go and make it easier."

Zhang Xiaoling reminded again: "Manager Shen, be careful."

"Be careful of what?" Shen San thought puzzled.

Zhang Xiaoling said seriously: "Be careful of hitting evil spirits."

"Hehe, it's broad daylight, so be afraid!" Shen Sansi had a fearless demeanor.

Zhang Xiaoling said bluntly: "There is no door god in this room, and there is no protection from the land god, and it has been abandoned for a long time. It is normal to have three or five evil spirits."

"I'm so scared. Even if you want to lower the price, Miss Zhang, you don't need to say that there are ghosts scaring me, really."

Shen Sansi didn't take Zhang Xiaoling's words to heart at all.

Zhang Xiaoling also wanted to say that Jiang Fan held her back.

It's hard to persuade the damned ghost with good words.

Many times, people just don't cry when they don't see the coffin.

It's good to suffer a little bit.

Jiang Fan walked into a hall, which was empty, but there were two old black and white photos on the wall.

Cobwebs have been hung on it, and it looks like no one has come to take care of it for a while!
I saw the man in the black and white photo with braids, a beard, and a fierce face. He was obviously from the previous dynasty. The woman next to him was wearing a long skirt and looked weaker, like a doormat.

[It turned out to be them. 】

Seeing the two people in the photo, Jiang Fan immediately thought of the plot of "Ghosts Fighting Ghosts: The Illusory Heavenly Master".

This is a funny ghost movie, not scary.

The content of the story mainly tells that Uncle Jiu founded a sect and taught several apprentices. Because of poor income, he had to run to guard the old house in the end.

And there are couple ghosts in this room for hundreds of years.

Xiaojuan was originally a typical little girl, but after becoming a ghost, she was still tortured and abused by the evil ghost husband in every possible way.

After Jiushu moved in, he couldn't see it, so he fought the male ghost and drove the male ghost away.

Later, two foreign gangsters appeared. I don’t know how they knew that there was a large amount of gold left over from World War II buried in the backyard of this villa, so they came to snatch it.

[In other words, there is gold hidden in the backyard! 】

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan, who originally only wanted to come here to kill ghosts, really wanted to buy the villa.

the other side

Shen Sansi walked into the toilet alone, ready to turn on the water, but saw a pale palm flashing past the toilet.

"What? How could there be hands in the toilet, could it be my eyesight?"

Under normal circumstances, most ordinary people would turn around and run away when encountering such a situation.

But Shen Sansi boldly went to the side of the toilet to watch carefully.

At this moment, a ghost hand suddenly emerged from the toilet, grabbed Shen Sansi's hair, and pulled his head into the toilet.

The toilet, which had no water at first, also began to backfill, and the mixed things surged up
"Google gurgle gurgle~"

"Yuck~"

Shen Sansi, who was full in the toilet, struggled to break free from the ghost's hand, and a lot of hair was grabbed off his head. He resisted his stomach and ran out of the toilet in horror.

When Jiang Fan and Zhang Xiaoling heard the movement, they went out and saw that Shen Sansi had been tricked by a ghost.

Fortunately, it was broad daylight, if it was night, Shen Sansi might have choked to death in the toilet.

"Manager Shen, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Manager Shen was afraid that there was a ghost, which would affect the house price, so he denied it flatly. It was just the look of panic in his eyes, but he couldn't hide it no matter what.

Zhang Xiaoling flapped his hands helplessly, and stepped back a distance: "He said he was fine, his whole body stinks to death!"

Shen Sansi hurriedly said: "Mr. Jiang, I'm not feeling well today, why don't you come to see the house another day."

But Jiang Fan said: "No need, I am very satisfied with this place, I decided to buy it, and I will go through the formalities today."

"That's great!"

Shen Sansi wanted to shake hands with Jiang Fan as he spoke, but Jiang Fan avoided him in disgust.

"Go and sign the contract, but Manager Shen, you'd better clean it up."

"Yes Yes Yes."

When he heard that Jiang Fan was going to buy a house, Shen Sansi was overjoyed, forgetting about drowning.

As for the ghosts in the villa, whether Jiang Fan will encounter accidents after buying it is not Shen Sansi's concern.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoling whispered, "Afan, do you really want to buy this place?"

"Yeah, I think this place is pretty good, and it's spacious enough. If it weren't for the haunting, the price of 38 yuan wouldn't be enough to buy this villa, so it should be regarded as an investment."

Jiang Fan knew how outrageous the housing prices on Hong Kong Island were in the future.

That is to say, in the 80s, in 30 or 38 years, let alone buying a villa for [-] yuan, you can’t even buy a toilet in this villa.

What's more, there is gold buried in the backyard, so why not do a business that is sure to make a profit without losing money.

As for haunting, Jiang Fan went to the Platinum Star to deal with all kinds of grievances.

Zhang Xiaoling looked at the room again, leaned against Jiang Fan, and exhaled like blue: "The location and environment are good, there are only so many rooms, Afan, can you live here alone?"

Because of the eight failed marriages in the past, Zhang Xiaoling has a stronger desire than ordinary people. She is already 25, and she belongs to an old girl in this era.

"Why don't you move here, Miss Xiaoling, to live in one room."

Jiang Fan said half-jokingly.

He naturally saw that Zhang Xiaoling was "conspiring against him", but he didn't turn people away. Anyway, there are so many rooms that he can accommodate a few more people.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoling was elated, and took the initiative to hold Jiang Fan's hand: "Then it's a deal, don't go back on your word."

"Never regret it, you can live as long as you want, just treat it as your own home."

Jiang Fan vowed.

In the afternoon, Jiang Fan bought this single-family villa in Kowloon District, and paid the money to get the real estate certificate. Shen Sansi of the intermediary company naturally smiled.

Because the villa is haunted, the house has not been sold in his hands for more than a year. Now that he gets a commission, he is naturally happy.

Jiang Fan is also in a good mood. Although he doesn't care about money, he likes the feeling of finding a bargain.

The transfer was completed on the same day, and after getting the real estate certificate, Jiang Fan and Zhang Xiaoling started preparations.

Jiang Fan took the mahogany sword.

Zhang Xiaoling arranged it carefully, first sprinkled a handful of copper coins on the ground, and then began to stick door gods, welcome the land, and sprinkle paper money.

After a set of procedures, there were two little ghosts who couldn't stand it and ran away.

However, there are still two ghosts with higher Taoism left.

After that, Zhang Xiaoling started to order furniture, and asked the cleaning staff to come and tidy up the room.

Seeing the efficient Zhang Xiaoling, and the sofas, mattresses and other furniture moved into the villa, Jiang Fan said: "Sister Xiaoling, I'll just buy the furniture, how can I make you spend money."

Zhang Xiaoling had peach blossoms in his eyes, and whispered softly: "This is also my home, you should pay something, you just bought a house, and your funds are tight, now, this is my affiliated gold card, you can spend whatever you want. "

"Ok!"

Looking at the bank card handed over by Zhang Xiaoling, Jiang Fan held the card in his hand, and said something mysteriously: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

This scene was seen by several furniture moving workers around, and their hearts were bleeding.

So annoying!

He even wanted to kick Jiang Fan away and replace him.

Sister, we don't want to work hard anymore, give us a chance!

(End of this chapter)