I heard that whatever I write will come true [Transmigration Book]

As soon as Nian Hun said a word, the originally good atmosphere froze to the extreme in an instant.

The smile on He Yufan's face quickly disappeared, and he stepped back two steps unknowingly, and reconfirmed with a stiff body: "What do you think is in there?"

"Ghost." Nian Hun yawned, and said indifferently: "It's the thing that kills you in your imagination, it's very fierce."

He Yufan: "..."

Why does such a terrible person speak in this person's mouth, as if it is just an ordinary passerby.

However, in the next second, the rest proved with their actions that they really didn't take that "spirit" seriously——

The two followed the middle-aged man into the small courtyard with strides.

Huan Chengzhi was still reaching out to grab it before entering the door, forcefully grabbing He Yufan's arm who was about to turn his head away, and regardless of other people's objections, he just forcibly pulled them in together.

He Yufan had a look of lovelessness after being caught by him.

He felt a little broken.

In the process of advancing, countless ghost movie bosses that he had seen back then flashed like a storm in his mind.But after entering the door, I suddenly found that, except for the momentary biting cold wind, I waited until I calmed down and looked over. The sun was shining brightly in this small courtyard, and there was no feeling of being haunted at all...

The middle-aged man seemed to have felt this too, and he turned around from his timid look, straightened his back, and the expression on his face returned to the one he had when he was introduced behind the door.

He gestured to the several wooden houses in the yard, introduced their uses one by one, then turned his eyes back to the main house in the middle, and concluded happily: "Little brothers, I am not boasting, we If you want to talk about the Fengshui pattern of this house, it was arranged by a master earlier. Besides, this house was only built last year, and the furniture inside are all [-]% new high-grade mahogany, this..."

"It's useless to just talk, just go inside and have a look."

Huan Chengzhi interrupted his explanation impatiently, this time he didn't even bother to wait for someone to lead the way, he took a long leg and walked to the door of the main house in three or two steps.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he immediately lost control of his volume in a panic, staring and shouting loudly: "Don't..."

Before the words came out, the vermilion door had already been pushed open.

This time He Yufan was not caught, but even standing in the courtyard, he could clearly feel the chill that hit his face the moment the door opened, almost freezing his whole body from the bone.

But he didn't give him a chance to savor it carefully. The moment the cold wind came, Nian Hun shifted his body without hesitation, and used his body to block the blow of the cold wind.

He Yufan shook his body, and before he could take a look at the situation, he heard a muffled "plop" in his ear.

Looking over at Xunsheng, the middle-aged man had already slumped on the ground, his body trembling and his throat gurgling, unable to utter a word.

Huan Chengzhi, who was standing at the door over there, also heard the sound here, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man first, and then when his eyes met He Yufan's side, he showed a smile full of appreciation to Nianhun .

The latter only responded with a light tut to his eyes, then raised his chin, and said impatiently: "Can you let him absorb the Yin energy first? Even if I can block it a little, but the chill is too heavy, It will still hurt Ah Fan after all."

Huan Chengzhi smoothed his lips when he heard the words, and frowned slightly, but he didn't refute anything.

He raised his legs and walked into the pitch-black room in front of him like the throat of a giant beast. After a few moderate incantations, the biting cold wind was obviously weakened by most of it.

After a while, Huan Chengzhi walked back from the room to the courtyard.

This time, he didn't talk nonsense anymore. He walked back to the middle-aged uncle, looked down at the man who was still sitting on the ground and shivering condescendingly, and directly stretched out his hand and pointed out five fingers: "Your courtyard Haunted, only at this price, you can decide whether to accept it or not."

"Five...500 taels?" The middle-aged uncle murmured while trembling. He didn't know whether he was frightened or angry at the price. His already heavy breathing suddenly became much heavier.The flesh on that chubby face trembled twice, as if thinking of the cold wind just now, he finally sighed and said, "Okay, 500 taels is 500 taels. But my yard is so big, and the house is so big. There are many, and the furniture inside is also..."

"Including the title deed 150 taels."

Huan Chengzhi said expressionlessly, "It's just because you have a big place here, so the general furniture will give you this price. Otherwise, do you think that even 50 taels of ghosts in your house, would anyone be willing to buy them?"

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "Of course you said that the title deed belongs to you, and the previous resident just bought a house. So if you have a way to tear down this house and rebuild it, it doesn't matter."

The middle-aged man's expression froze, and the topic he was least willing to bring up was finally brought up to the point.

The middle-aged man bowed his head in silence.

Huan Chengzhi glanced at him again, turned around and pulled He Yufan, making a gesture to leave.

But before he reached the gate of the courtyard, the middle-aged man's voice of compromise came from behind him.

He said: "It's a deal. But since the words are clear, if something happens to you in the future, don't look for me."

For his reminder, only He Yufan felt a "thump" in his heart among the three present.It's just that in the face of two teammates with high defense and high output, no one pays attention to his opinion at this moment.

Afterwards, the middle-aged man said that he was going to get the land deed and house deed. He Yufan and the others discussed it, and decided to wait where they were, and have an in-depth secondary exchange with the "native" in the house by the way.

In fact, purely from a transaction point of view, in the world they live in, buying a small courtyard with seven houses for 150 taels is really cheap.

But since ancient times, cheap goods have not been good.

He Yufan stared at the half-open wooden door of the main house for a while, then turned his head and asked sincerely to Huan Chengzhi: "If there are ghosts in the main house, can I live in the guest room next to it?"

Huan Chengzhi rubbed his head, shattered his fantasy with a gentle face, and said: "The ghost can not only move in the main house, but also the whole courtyard is his territory. How is it different for you to live in?"

"But I'm afraid of ghosts." He Yufan said seriously, "Especially afraid of ghosts."

Huan Chengzhi said without hesitation: "Then I will get rid of him, and you just wait here."

"You wait."

This time it was not enough for He Yufan to speak, but Nian Hun stopped him first and said, "The ghost in this room is a bit... tsk, why don't I tell you the situation first?"

He Yufan knew that he wanted to talk about the "something that happened a few years ago" mentioned in the previous sentence.

Although the environment seemed a bit uncomfortable, he turned his head to see that there was no movement in the main room, so driven by curiosity, He Yufan still nodded and signaled Nianhun to make a long story short and give a brief overview of the matter.

Slightly different from He Yufan's imagination, the ghost in the room is not a female ghost with disheveled hair and long fangs and red nails, but a man who was said to be upright and upright before his death.

"I saw this person a few times when he was alive, but he probably couldn't see me at that time."

Nian Hun said: "In fact, if I want to say it, this person's life is also quite legendary. He was born in the most yin time, but he was still more masculine than most people. If it wasn't for what happened later, I would I really thought that rumor was a joke."

He Yufan frowned, as if thinking of something, and there was some hesitation in his eyes.But after a pause, he nodded and said, "Go on, what's the matter?"

"A hero is sad for a beauty." Nian Hun spread his hands and said with a little regret: "I heard that he joined the army in his early years and made a lot of military exploits. But after the war stabilized, he disarmed and returned to the field, and came here to open a Martial arts hall. I usually do a lot of things that are just and brave, but once I helped him go to the mountains to suppress bandits and came back, he had a woman beside him."

"That woman likes to be dressed in red, she is red from head to toe, and she looks too coquettish. People in the city say there is something wrong, but he seems to be possessed by a demon. I fell in love with that woman, but because of that woman, I had many conflicts with the surrounding shops."

Saying that, Nian Hun sighed, shook his head slightly and said: "I have seen that woman before, but it may be that my cultivation base is too poor. I can only feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell exactly what is wrong. "

He Yufan nodded.

Hearing this, the hesitation in his eyes was finally completely replaced by understanding.

There is no need for Nian Hun to continue, he cleared his throat and continued: "In less than a month, he married that woman. But on the wedding night, he died tragically in the new house, and when he was discovered, the woman disappeared. His blood seemed to have been sucked dry, leaving only bones and shriveled flesh."

Nian Hun was stunned for a moment, but after only a second, he nodded calmly as if he was used to it: "The woman has not been found until now, but since then this house has been haunted, and there are rumors in the market that she is because of her fate." The question is being treated as some kind of magic material. Although I am also curious, it is not a good thing to provoke a ghost after all, so in fact, it is the first time I stepped here today after all these years."

He Yufan frowned: "That woman should be just a puppet."

"That's right." Huan Chengzhi continued from the side: "When I first entered, I found out that the furnishings in the room were clearly used to raise ghosts and refine souls. This kind of exercise is extremely yin. The backlash may be huge. So there should be a man behind her."

He Yufan concluded with a long sigh: "Ghosts cultivate souls."

He finally understood why when he was talking about the plot with the president of the publishing house just now, the other party's expression was so indescribable.

Did you accidentally write out the big case of Fanlincheng a few years ago...

He Yufan scratched his head.

It seems that before settling down, I'm afraid I'm busy again.