The formation of the fierce wife of Tianyun ghost pupil

Chapter 225: The Swindle (1)
"morning……"

Looking at a group of guys on the sofa who were already having breakfast, Qin Zixuan wished he could dig a hole and get in, so he rushed into the bathroom to wash up after saying "morning".

Fortunately, when she came out again, everyone had already finished breakfast and dispersed. Situ He sat in front of the dining table slowly and flipped through the newspaper, beckoning to her.

"Brother, morning!"

Qin Zixuan sat down next to him, because sister Situ Yu didn't feel like staying at home alone, so she followed Lin Susu to the company after breakfast, there was always something to eat and play, and they didn't want to go to the haunted new house, so this meeting Only Su Qin was watching TV in the living room.

"Morning, have your breakfast. After we're done, let's go to the new house to have a look. Around ten o'clock, people who perform rituals will come. It's already sixteen today, so we should be fine."

Situ He pointed to the big bowl on the table, with a lid on it, it was obvious that it had been ready for a while.

Qin Zixuan took down the plate on it, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat. It turned out to be her favorite beef rice noodles...

"When you were talking in your sleep, you said that you wanted to eat beef rice noodles, so I bought it for you today. There is a rice noodle shop downstairs. It has been open for many years, and the taste is very good."

Situ He smiled, and then flipped through the newspaper. The newspaper in his hand was actually an old newspaper from 30 years ago. It recorded the events of the last resident of their building before it was rebuilt. It was really worthy of the name. haunted house

"I'm talking in my sleep? Cough cough cough cough..."

Qin Zixuan almost choked, quickly coughed twice and blinked, looked at Situ He and saw that he didn't laugh at herself, so she continued to eat rice noodles with her head down, just say it, he would know, doesn't it mean that this guy doesn't sleep in the middle of the night? ?
After breakfast, they called Su Qin who had been watching TV on the sofa, and the three of them got into the car of the tough guy driver and went straight to the new house in the luxury residential area in the city center, which was actually the haunted house yesterday.

Because of yesterday's lesson, none of them went to open the door. They planned to wait for the eminent monks who practiced the deeds to come before opening. The main reason is that the weird and bloody picture is too scary, so no one wants to add a sense of terror to the future home... …

Fortunately, today's eminent monks are very dedicated. After receiving a call from Situ Qingyun last night, they came here early this morning. Situ Qingyun rented ten buses, and a total of 500 monks came!

Situ He and the others got out of the car and led many monks into the yard. Because of the large number of people, the ceremony started outside the house, and 48 eminent monks performed deliverance in the hall of the new house.

"Master Qianye, the hall of this house was where the hell happened yesterday. I don't know what it will be like today."

Situ He briefly described yesterday's situation, and then opened the door of the villa. Everything inside was as usual, and it didn't look like yesterday's gloom.

"Amitabha! Don't worry, little benefactor Situ, I will save the souls of the dead here."

Qianye's face was full of auspicious brilliance, Qin Zixuan and the others saw some higher-level monks coming in one after another, and all the props for the ceremony were readily available, so they pushed them into the yard and waited in the car. You need to look at it again with the eyes of the sky, and you will know whether it has been successfully transcended...

Because of the age, even if they wanted to find out the murderer of the massacre 30 years ago, it would probably be impossible, so it is more practical to save the souls of the dead, after all, this house will be their future home.

The sounds of magic instruments and bells came, and the peaceful singing of Sanskrit music was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Immediately, the three people with clear five senses sat in the car and couldn't help but close their eyes to rest their minds. It was undoubtedly right to do so.

"Zixuan, were you all scared yesterday?"

Situ He opened his eyes, looked at the sky that was approaching noon, and recounted what he had read about the strangeness of this building from the newspaper, but his tone was very relaxed. After all, they could all see that the feng shui here is very good, it is a The treasured place of gathering spirits is not a place of evil spirits.

"It turns out that a murder case happened here, no wonder there is such a terrible scene, it's just..."

Su Qin's words stopped abruptly, because a person suddenly appeared outside their car window, staring straight at their window, vaguely able to see that it was a middle-aged woman, about 30 years old, very handsome, when she was young It should be very beautiful.

"Who is this person?"

Qin Zixuan also noticed the women outside the car, because they were doing something in the yard, so their car stopped at the gate, Situ He also turned his head when he heard this, and then froze.

"It's related to this house. She looks very similar to the mistress of this house 30 years ago."

Situ He added, and opened the car window, he didn't want any conflict, after all, this woman's expression looked particularly unfriendly, even scary.

"Ma'am, what are you doing here?"

Situ He looked at the middle-aged woman outside. In fact, she still looked very young, but because of her overly slovenly appearance, she looked more like 50 years old, her eyes were swollen and red, His face was pale and bloodless.

"I don't want to sell it anymore, can I buy this house back?"

The woman's chapped lips moved, her eyeballs stared at the house motionlessly, and her eyes were blood red.

"Are you the former owner of this house?"

Situ Heju was very surprised. After the massacre of the house 30 years ago, the only girl who lived in a relative's house survived. After taking over the house, she did not live in it. She sold it to a real estate developer. It was demolished ten years later, and the foundation was brand new, so my mother didn't care about it when she bought the house.

"Yes... I regret it. I shouldn't sell it. How much do you want? Give me back the house!"

Situ He hesitated for a moment. After all, this house was chosen after choosing a lot of places. If it was changed to another place, it would take half a year to rebuild and decorate the house. They have no place to live in this half year, and after 30 years The price of this house has multiplied many times, and this seemingly poor woman can't afford it at all...

"Ma'am, please leave. There is no plan to resell this house. Go slowly."

After Situ He finished speaking, he was about to close the car window. At this time, the woman's hands suddenly came in from the car window, and her long fingernails were drawn directly towards Situ He's neck. Qin Zixuan screamed in fright.

"Brother! Be careful!"

Situ He tilted his head to avoid the sharp claws protruding from the car window. The blood-red inferior nail polish made the haggard hands look even more terrifying. There were many veins on the back of the hand. Turquoise blood vessels, skin pale and seeping.

(End of this chapter)