Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 109
"Evil?"

"Tell me,"

Fan Chengfeng was immediately very curious. The store in the prime location was actually sold at a high price, which is really weird.

"The more evil is yet to come,"

As he said that, the waiter brought up the casserole rice and chickpea jelly that Zhang Xianqu had ordered, and after taking a bite of the jelly, Zhang Xianqu said slowly: "The price is 86, and none of the shop owners around it are optimistic about it. "

"The reason why I came back at this time is because I inquired about a few nearby shops."

Fan Chengfeng was in disbelief, "Shouldn't it be, the layout of Yulongxue's store seems to be very small, why don't we seize such a good opportunity to expand the scale?"

Zhang Xianqu chuckled, with the expression that I knew you would ask such a question.

"But in fact, those bosses shook their heads and even regarded this store as a scourge."

Fan Chengfeng looked like you were teasing me, raised his hand and said, "Either say it all at once, or shut up, it's meaningless to tantalize people."

Zhang Xianqu chuckled, and said, "It's you who always interrupt me, I wanted to finish it all at once."

Fan Chengfeng took a sip, and started to eat the sad bean jelly served by the waiter. After taking two bites, his eyes became moist involuntarily.

A spicy word runs through it all.

Zhang Xianqu stopped eating, so he simply explained the matter clearly.

The business of that store is actually very good, and it is an old store that has been in operation for more than ten years. The reputation of customers and the geographical location determine that it is like a cornucopia.

Five days ago, a tourist from other provinces suddenly told the shop owner that he was willing to sell the shop at a price of 200 million.

It was just rejected by the boss, and the tourist uttered cruel words on the spot, saying that the store was closed, and whoever took over would be unlucky.

The next day, the shop owner's seven or eight-year-old child fell from the second floor of the shop.

It's only that high, but it turns people into vegetative people.

This was just the beginning. The proprietress in the store was taking care of the children in the hospital. At night, she went home to pack her clothes and moved them to the ward, where she fell into the sewer.When I went back, the manhole covers were still in good condition.

A family of three, two of them were admitted to the hospital, and the boss turned gray overnight.

The Taoist priests were invited to build a dojo, but the Taoist priests turned around and ran away when they arrived at the door, saying that there are thousand-year-old resentful spirits here, so they should close the door quickly.

At that time, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the shop owner was so angry that he vomited old blood on the spot.

So, when Zhang Xianqu was looking for a store all over the town, the boss posted a transfer notice.

When Zhang Xianqu went to inquire about the price, the boss was lying on the cool chair, his eyes were swollen and his eye sockets were sunken, and he was obviously terminally ill.

"It's really a big world, full of wonders."

Fan Chengfeng sighed after listening. If he didn't know that Zhang Xianqu didn't have the ability to make up stories, he would have thought he was reading a horror novel.

"yes,"

Zhang Xianqu also shook his head, "It's a good thing you didn't sell the price as soon as you heard it. Otherwise, after learning the truth, you must have thought of killing me."

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, and slowly ate the jelly. It was a bit unpalatable at first, but after careful recollection of the taste, he still wanted to eat it.

The two returned to the hotel after dinner. Zhang Xianqu wanted to search for information on the transfer of the store in Yulong Snow Town on the Internet, but he couldn't find the information. Instead, he found a post about the transfer of the store during the day.

After a cursory scan, the host talked a lot about Fengshui, and there were some photos of the placement of potted plants in the store. He pointed out several mistakes and gave his own opinion, saying how to place them is the best way to get Fengshui. Treasure land, seems to be the tone of a Feng Shui master.

For such a post, Zhang Xianqu just shook his head slowly.

"People these days really do everything they can to become famous."

Fan Chengfeng smiled slightly, "How do you say?"

"Is there really such a thing as Feng Shui in the world?"

"It's better to believe that there is, than to believe that it is not."

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, but didn't explain much.

He might not believe it before, but with the appearance of this drifting bottle, he has come into contact with all kinds of magical affairs and people, so he has to live with an attitude of letting nature take its course.

Martial Saint Mo Xiuyun's big gift bag, the Nebula Ring with storage function, something that only existed in novels before, is now quietly worn on his hand.

"forget it,"

Zhang Xianqu rolled his eyes, "This series of seemingly evil things, but what if they are man-made in the end?"

"You mean, the disaster at the owner's house really started with that tourist from another province?"

"Isn't it? Why must the store owner's experience be pushed to such a mysterious Feng Shui? Can't it be artificial?"

Fan Chengfeng simply lay down on the big soft bed, with his arms resting on his head, "What you said is somewhat reasonable. In fact, if you really think about it carefully, the series of things that happened can be done artificially."

"However, it is not impossible for you to argue."

"If there is really a driving force behind all this, then let's just pay attention to it in the past few days."

Zhang Xianqu smiled, "If it's really man-made, do you dare to steal it?"

Fan Chengfeng was taken aback by his words, he really didn't know Zhang Xianqu had such courage before.

"You are the hands-off shopkeeper, of course there is no rush."

"The location of this store is really good, and it's similar to our business. If we really take over, we don't even need to spend much time on publicity."

"Not only that, but now, even the storefronts on the edge of the town cost seven to eight thousand a month. In this kind of prime location, 86 to [-] is less. [-], this kind of thing is probably only once."

Fan Chengfeng let out a dumb laugh, "Aren't you afraid that the black hands behind the scenes will finally point their guns at you?"

Zhang Xianqu laughed loudly, "That's why I asked you if you dare."

"I'm going to think about it,"

Fan Chengfeng was noncommittal, obviously there was a trap, whether to jump or not depends on whether it is worth it or not.

There was nothing to say that night, Zhang Xianqu kept running around, very tired, no one talked to him, and immediately fell asleep.

Before six o'clock the next morning, Fan Chengfeng was woken up by Zhang Xianqu.

"Go, run."

Fan Chengfeng glanced at him in surprise, he was quite motivated.

Washed up and went downstairs, Zhang Xianqu ran ahead, Fan Chengfeng followed.

"Running for a few minutes every morning will refresh my mind a lot."

Some enthusiastically greeted the owners of the surrounding restaurants, but it was hard to tell that he had met quite a few people in just two days.

Jogging along the bluestone-paved streets of the town, Zhang Xianqu began to talk about their plans for today.

To look at the shops, first take a tour of the town in the morning, and then go to the shop that jumped off the building for a big sale in the afternoon.

The arrangement is orderly, and there is really a feeling that people will treat each other with admiration after three days.

(End of this chapter)