Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 1114

I was taken by Qiu Xiaobao to a residential complex with a beautiful environment, needless to say, it is Han Xiaoxiao's property.

Because I saw the advanced property management model from this high-end community, when I inquired about the house price, it was only more than 1000 yuan.

"Are there any vacant houses for sale here?"

It’s the price of cabbage. With 20 yuan, you can buy a transparent house with a good orientation, good lighting, and a good location. It’s not bad for me to live here for the rest of my life.

"How many sets are there?" It was the security guard standing guard at the door who answered me. His uniform was straight and his face was upright.

"Take me to have a look." I completely forgot why I came here with Qiu Xiaobao, and naturally I was taught a lesson by him, so I followed him resentfully into a small room of more than forty square meters.

"your house?"

This rare purity is because Qiu Xiaobao's house is on the first floor, and there is a large ginkgo tree living in the open space in front of the building. At this time, the leaves are yellow with green, and the leaves are like Very small fan.

The decoration inside the house is minimal, with concrete floors and walls. In order not to look depressing, a few abstract ink paintings are hung on the walls. In my opinion, there is no beauty at all, just like ghosts.

This one hundred percent is Qiu Xiaobao's masterpiece.

"You sit by the way, I'm tired of sweat, I have to take a shower first."

"Hey, old man, don't have any unreasonable thoughts about me."

"Get out of here, Cui Jiaqi, I think you really hate me, so why don't you just save your soul, go reincarnate as a baby, and stop disgusting me."

Judging from the fact that Qiu Xiaobao had no choice but to choose Cui Zhenyu, he might really have the ability to save me, so I kept my mouth shut very wisely.

When I was bored, I stared curiously at a painting on the opposite wall.

The amazing thing about this painting is that when people stand in different places, they will see different pictures.

For example, if I tilt my neck to the left, I will see a cute little squirrel in the painting, but if I poke my neck to the right, I will see a mushroom standing under a big tree. I am amazed by the huge drop.

Looking at it, I suddenly felt that the little squirrel seemed to look up at me.

"Ah?" I exclaimed, leaning back reflexively.

"Meow?"

Uh?Why did the cat follow here again?Why didn't it stay in the hospital with Cui Zhenyu?

"Xiao Hei, go and scare that squirrel on the wall."

I tilted my neck and directed Xiao Hei who was wrapped around my trousers. After getting along for a long time, Xiao Hei seemed to understand what I was saying.

It looked up at the painting on the wall, then opened the fleshy cattails on its limbs with a "pop", and popped out the sharp claws hidden inside, then stepped on the fleshy pads, and approached the wall nervously step by step.

Four or five steps away from the wall, Xiao Hei jumped up suddenly, scratched the painting off the wall with one paw, and then quickly ran behind me to hide it.

What kind of trick is this?
"Cui Jiaqi, tell your cat not to touch the picture of the ginkgo tree."

"Oh, it's touched." I shouted, scratching my neck.

"What?" Qiu Xiaobao poked his head out angrily, and when he looked up at the bare wall opposite, he was immediately dumbfounded.

"That painting is from the evil spirit town house?" I didn't understand his reaction.

"Zhen what house? It's a masterpiece of a famous painter. Now it's torn apart by your cat. How are you going to pay for it?"

"Why should I pay for it? That painting looks like it's leaking, why are you keeping it?"

"Are you sick? You said it was painted by a master. I kept it for appreciation. Now that it's broken into two pieces, you should lose money."

(End of this chapter)