Evening, dealer.

After being interrogated by the police and appeased by her family, Aunt Zhuang's mood finally stabilized, and she invited Cheng Hang and others to her home for dinner and lodging, expressing her gratitude.

The venue for the banquet was a small three-story building in the farmer's garden. Paris had a long day of sunshine in summer, and at six or seven o'clock in the evening, there was still plenty of sunshine, and the view from upstairs was particularly beautiful.

It is said that this building was specially built for Aunt Zhuang by her husband, and it was named after her. The local Chinese have heard about it, and it has become a good story.

Cen Yuanjiu said: "My mother knew about it at the beginning, and pestered my father to build one, but was stopped by the community property, saying that it would not allow illegal construction. My mother was very angry at that time."

Aunt Zhuang covered her mouth and smiled, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, obviously your father insisted on fighting for it, but your mother said it was too expensive, so she stopped him."

"Is this what you heard from my mother?" Cen Yuanjiu mercilessly dismantled his own mother's platform, "She didn't want to be ashamed and lied to you!"

Aunt Zhuang smiled, didn't answer, looked at the time, and said, "I'll go see if the food is ready. Master Cheng, Xiao Jiu, please sit down for a while, don't be cautious, just treat yourself like your own home."

A little girl like Lin Zhuyu likes such fairy-tale stories the most, and she fell in love with this building at first glance. Aunt Zhuang didn't dare to say it when she was there just now, and she envied her when she left: "Where did you find such a husband? Rich, doting on his wife, I heard he is also pretty handsome?"

"Don't you see how good my Aunt Zhuang is?" Cen Yuanjiu pouted, "My mother said that her husband was a poor boy back then, but Aunt Zhuang's family was the richest man in the local area. I disagree with life and death for the two of them to be together. But Aunt Zhuang couldn't bear to put her heart on him, so in the end she had no choice but to marry her, and gave him money to do business, so he started to make a fortune."

Lin Zhuyu's eyes almost blurred, "Aunt Zhuang is too much like a romantic heroine!"

"That's right!" Cen Yuanjiu was so proud that he seemed to be talking about his own mother, "But looking at it now, she's doing pretty well, and at least she didn't marry the wrong person."

"This marriage is simply right!" Lin Zhuyu said, "Building a building! Also named after the name of his wife, ah ah ah ah, if this is changed to me, I will immediately marry!"

Cen Yuanjiu looked her up and down in distaste, and was about to complain when he heard Cheng Hang say, "Are you so happy to build a coffin for you?"

"what?"

Cheng Hang knocked on Lin Zhuyu's head, hating iron for not becoming steel: "You have learned everything I taught you! Take a good look at this building!"

Lin Zhuyu shrank his neck, obediently looked at the whole building again, but no matter how he looked at it, the scenery from this building was very good, and there was plenty of light from the north facing south. Although a lot of glass was used, it was easy to disturb the mind, but this place Even if it is used for entertaining guests, people usually don't live in it, so it won't be affected.

Just as he was confused, Jing Jue spoke next to him.

"It's a haunted house."

The yin house, as the name suggests, corresponds to the yang house, which is a house for the dead.But the owner of this house is still alive, and there is no memorial tablet for the ancestors in this building, how could it be a yin house?

"Besides, with so much glass, all the light comes in. Isn't it good for dead people to live in?"

Cheng Hang knocked Lin Zhuyu on the head again, "Who told you that only a house where the dead live is called a yin house? This is a kind of feng shui suppression technique!"

This building looks resplendent and full of light, and it is built in the middle of the garden. You can see the beautiful scenery outside. It is a good observation building. In fact, experienced Feng Shui masters will know it when they come here. There are too many tricks.

Looking at the overall shape first, there is nothing unusual about the front and back of the building, but as long as someone looks down from the top, they will find that the shape of the entire building is exactly the same as an ancient coffin.

There are different numbers of copper coins drawn on the roof of the house and on the surrounding glass, which seems to have the meaning of attracting wealth and wealth, but in fact copper coins are also one of the sharp tools to suppress ghosts.

"When we came up just now, there are three maple trees right in front of this building. In autumn, when the maple leaves are red like fire, don't they look like three burning incense sticks?"

Lin Zhuyu's face gradually became serious, "...like."

"Aunt Zhuang specially reminded us not to use the stairs when we go downstairs. The only way to go downstairs is through the elevator in the room. And look," Cheng Hang walked to the stairs, "this is Liuzhou wood. Do you remember the function of Liuzhou wood?"

"Used as a coffin, to ward off evil spirits and not rot."

Having said so much, if Lin Zhuyu still can't figure it out, Cheng Hang should consider severing the relationship between master and apprentice.

"She herself took the elevator down, which means that this is not aimed at other people, but a rigid rule." Lin Zhuyu said in a deep voice, "In this family, the only person who can make Aunt Zhuang obedient is her husband. All of this is What did her husband do?"

Cen Yuanjiu was already dumbfounded, "No, wait a minute... This house is a coffin? Why did he do that?"

This Lin Zhuyu knew, "The whole implication of this building is to raise the coffin to make a fortune. Aunt Zhuang has a tall nose and a round chin. She is a very blessed face. Wangfu and Wang's descendants, her husband wants to bless her after death." myself and my family."

He also suppressed it with the pattern of copper coins. Is this man trying to make Aunt Zhuang immortal?

At this time, Lin Zhuyu had no intention of envy at all, and was so angry that his teeth itched, "How could there be such a vicious man? If it weren't for the support from Aunt Zhuang's family, he would have come to where he is today?"

Cen Yuanjiu next to him was so angry that he walked around the house several times, and suddenly thought of something: "That car, could it be that Zhuang Qianshan did it too?"

Zhuang Qianshan is Aunt Zhuang's husband.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room fell silent.

It's really possible.

After all, in the eyes of some men, getting promoted, getting rich and dying his wife are the three great happy events in life. Now Zhuang Qianshan relies on the money given by Aunt Zhuang’s family to make a fortune and become proud. He also has a certain prestige among the local Chinese. Just short of the last.

It’s just that based on these alone, there is no way to draw a conclusion. Even if you call the police, do you want to tell the police uncle in Paris that they are calculated by magical Chinese magic?

It would be weird not to be caught!

Every time at this time, Cheng Hang would like to sigh with emotion, human affairs are too complicated, if it is replaced by evil spirits, he will go up and beat him up, he should eat and let go, why should he think so much?

Just thinking about it, Jing Jue seemed to be aware of his thoughts, and suddenly looked over quietly, frowning slightly.

Cheng Hang thought he was going to teach him a lesson, but Jing Jue's lips moved, "I forgot to lubricate."

Cheng Hang: "..."

--

After all, they are newcomers, they don't know the situation of the dealer, and they are afraid that if they intervene rashly, it will affect the friendship between Aunt Zhuang and Mama Cen. After some discussion, they finally decided that Cen Yuanjiu should come forward and talk to Aunt Zhuang alone about this matter.

The others stayed in Cheng Hang's room waiting for his good news.

Cen Yuanjiu went angrily, and returned with a dazed expression. Facing the questioning eyes of his companions, he said uncertainly, "Aunt Zhuang... probably understands?"

Everyone: "..."

"What do you mean?" Lin Zhuyu asked, "Didn't you explain it to her? Or did she not believe it?"

"Neither, neither." After being confused for a long time, Cen Yuanjiu finally managed to organize his words, and explained: "As soon as I entered, Aunt Zhuang said she knew. I thought she was talking about something else. After a long time of talking, I found that Zhuang Auntie already knew that Zhuang Qianshan wanted to harm her."

Aunt Zhuang was born as a young lady anyway, and she came up with many ideas when Zhuang Qianshan started his business.

Even though for the sake of her husband's face in the past few years, she seldom shows up outside, and what she deals with is the relationship between partners and family members, but Aunt Zhuang still has her means and brains, how can she not know the thoughts of the people next to her? ?

She said that Zhuang Qianshan spent tens of millions every year to raise a girl outside. She knew it from the beginning, but she always cared about the relationship between husband and wife and didn't break it. As long as the girl is honest and responsible, she will ignore it.

But sometimes it's just this step back, which makes people feel that she is easy to bully. Not only is the girl not grateful and guilty, but she even comes to her door, threatening to replace her and become the real wife of the dealer!

Aunt Zhuang is in a bad mood today because of this incident.

Until this morning, she was still thinking about how to persuade the girl to leave, which would not hurt the relationship between the husband and wife, but also make Xiaosan completely give up.

But that car accident completely changed her mind.

Aunt Zhuang is not stupid.

She and Zhuang Qianshan have only one son. They are studying outside. They are the husband and wife at home, and the others are servants. She has retired for so many years, and the competitors outside will not attack her. It can only be Zhuang Qianshan.

Aunt Zhuang's trance at the end of the day was not frightened at all, but because of this incident.

"At first, Aunt Zhuang didn't intend to tell you this, but since you already know it, it doesn't hurt to tell you." Aunt Zhuang's expression was still so dignified and gentle, but her eyes were extremely rational and calm, "You said just now, your How many friends are Feng Shui masters?"

Cen Yuanjiu said: "Aunt Zhuang said that she wants to entrust us to help change the feng shui of this building, just remove those insidious things, so that no one can see it on the surface. She wants to do the rest by herself."

☆, Banquet

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