Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 86 The Mysterious Man Who Delivered the Letter (Don’t keep it, it will be available next Monday)
"Just let those things go to him."

Zhang Qi turned and left, still unable to calm down.

He has always been high and mighty, when has he ever been humiliated like this? If I had known earlier, I would have gone back with a lantern and killed him.

Zhang Qi paused and took out a lighter.

"What, you want to kill him?" Liang Huanan lit a cigarette for himself: the wounds in his body were in severe pain, and smoke leaked out of his chest.

"You can't kill him, be careful or you'll get yourself into trouble."

Zhang Qi put away the lighter with disgust in his eyes: “Liang Huanan, you always look like you know everything, just as hateful as that kid!”

"But I'm always right, right?"

The two walked away and did not see Chen Ning'an in the dark corner behind them.

If they had any intention of revenge against him, he would take swift action and kill them immediately.

However, he was unaware of many of the Lantern Man's secrets and deliberately left the two men a way out.

Just like this time, the news Zhang Qi brought to him was really important.

It turned out that he had been labeled by the lantern realm when he first held the lantern. This was why the handprint could not be removed.

As his fingertips passed over the handprint, he felt as if he was touching a woman's hand.

Zhang Qi said that there was a problem with the lamp realm he belonged to, and it didn't seem to be fake.

Then we have to continue preparing, at least to have enough talismans to face the possible crisis.

The increase in qi, blood and strength needs to be temporarily slowed down.

Chen Ning'an returned to the house, but what surprised him was that there were other people in the house.

It was the mysterious man who gave him the lantern for the first time, still with his back facing him.

"You don't join Ye An."

The mysterious man said in a hoarse voice: "So I am here, then join us."

"You guys?"

Chen Ningan looked at the date of today. It was Dingwei day. He should have had some romantic opportunities, but why were there so many forces coming?

"I reject."

He didn't hesitate at all, "You can go now."

"Next time you show up in my room without permission, I will kill you."

He hadn't killed anyone recently, and he had some uncontrollable desire.

It should be... the influence of the Light Realm on him.

"You'll join us."

The mysterious man sighed: "If you want to live you have to join one of them."

He did not force it, but slowly disappeared, like a transparent man from beginning to end, living on the edge of human society, in the darkness.

Only a letter was left on the bed, just as before.

I opened the envelope and found a non-existent address:

Close your eyes and circle the lantern around your home.

This should be the way to join them?

Blood oozed from his fingertips, which then caught fire and completely burned the letter.

We have to move away from this place.

It’s not that he is afraid, but the recent commotion has made the rental building a dangerous building.

Moreover, there were always night watchmen wandering around, and the noise made it difficult for him to calm down.

He searched for rental information on his mobile phone and screened for locations that he liked.

A good house needs good feng shui, which can bring people luck and help.

Meet a good person and a noble person, and bad luck will be alleviated.

After not seeing any suitable ones for a long time, he turned off his phone, but he didn’t expect to receive a sales call a while later.

As soon as he saw the caller ID was a real estate agent, the other party quickly got his information.

In Xinqin, personal privacy information is like a game. Except for money, everything else is not safe.

"Hello, I'm from Safe House. I saw that you are looking for a house recently, right?" It was a standard and enthusiastic inquiry. Housing has always been a hot economy.

"Yes, do you have any recommendations?" Chen Ning'an packed up the things in the house, except for the clothes, there was also the statue of the God of Fortune.

The densely packed red lines and calming talismans on it must be carefully kept away.

"Sir, you can tell me what you want. I can help you find a suitable house right away, and you can view it today~"

The agent was too enthusiastic and Chen Ningan was too calm.

"It should be on the top floor or the first floor, with few people, a large enough area, facing north and south, and preferably a haunted house."

The enthusiastic voice of the agent on the other end of the phone was a little stuck.

"Hello, sir. I think I heard you wrongly. You are talking about... not a haunted house, right?"

"You heard me right, it'd better be a haunted house."

Chen Ningan's words suffocated the other end. The agent seemed to be drinking water: "It's like this, we don't have any haunted houses here. You also know that the recent economy is not good."

"Aren't there enough people dying every day in this world?"

Chen Ningan told him directly: "If I am satisfied, I will give you another 1,000 yuan red envelope."

One thousand yuan, not one thousand coins. Immediately, there was a sound of clothes being put on on the other end.

"Brother, please wait a moment. I'll have at least a dozen houses that meet your requirements in ten minutes."

The phone was hung up, and there was the sound of someone coming down the stairs and running. Soon Chen Ning'an saw the other person.

He didn't tell them the address, there really was no privacy here.

"Brother, shall we go now?"

The agent has already driven over.

"Let's go now."

The two got in the car and Chen Ning'an found that the route was becoming more and more familiar.

"This place?"

He was a little surprised. Isn't this the location of Wangcai's wedding room?
He had been here before and the route was becoming more and more familiar: Deck Community, Unit 605, Building A, Room .

Wang Youcai’s house is downstairs at 505.

What a coincidence, it's really a coincidence.

Chen Ningan was very surprised. The agent told him:
"This place is all finely decorated. The rent is 2,500 wen a month, which is a fair price. You have to pay three months' deposit and one month's rent in full. If you pay for a year at a time, you can get a one-month discount."

"can."

Chen Ning'an's words stunned the agent.

"what?"

"I said yes, give me the payment code."

"No, you don't bargain?"

The agent felt a rare sense of guilt and raised the price by half.

"Don't you want to ask why someone died in this house?"

"No need, once I'm here, it will be exposed."

Chen Ning'an's passing left the agent a little confused.

Have I met a rich man?
Rich people rent houses instead of buying them?
I still have to tell you, this is a haunted house, seven or eight owners have died tragically."

The agent told him: "I can't give you back the money you paid, but please listen to my advice and don't stay here."

Chen Ning'an didn't listen at all and moved that day.

He placed the statue of the God of Fortune in the center of the living room and tied silk threads to it, which then solidified.

When everything was done, he went out for some activities and saw a familiar figure again.

The two passed each other in the corridor, and he opened the door of room 506 opposite Chen Ningan. The back figure looked familiar to Chen Ningan no matter how he looked at it.

Is it the mysterious person who sent the letter to me?

He was a little uncertain, and the figure walking down the stairs stopped and turned to go upstairs.

If it really is that mysterious person, then there is something to talk about.

How could there be such a coincidence?
(End of this chapter)