After Wang Jingzhe came in, he walked around and saw it almost the same. However, it was fifty or sixty square meters in size. In a few blinks, all of his eyes fell into his eyes. It was nothing unusual. Two minutes later, Wang Jingzhe walked out.

The person from the street office asked, "How is it? This house is about 30% cheaper than the market price. We have explained to you what the problem is. Don't regret it after you want to buy it. There is no possibility of checking out."

Wang Jingzhe scratched his nose, thought for a while and said, "Comrade, that's the case. Does it make sense to hear what I said? People have died in this house for several days but haven't noticed it. According to our Chinese people's concept, this house is considered a haunted house. Is that right? Although I don't care about this, the premise is that there is no problem in the house, right? Comrade, do you think this is OK? Give me the key, I'll come here to sleep all night tonight. If there is no such exaggeration as the rumors, I'll buy the house. But if it scares me half to death, then I can only forget it. No matter how cheap it is, I have to live there."

The street office frowned and said, "This is not OK. If you really scare me inside, we have no responsibility. Then this house has become a haunted house, at least it is just a rumor now."

"That's not. I have a sense of sensation. If the situation is not good, I'll just go out. To be honest, there are people in my family who are in the Yin-Yang business. I know a little bit about this and there won't be anything wrong. To put it bluntly, if I don't buy this house, your street office will probably be difficult to sell."

Wang Jingzhe's words really touched the other party's heart. The house was a little trouble and a heart-wrenching problem for the street office. No one dared to take over even if he wanted to sell it. So he finally met someone who was interested and courageous. They were really moved. The people from the street office thought about it and gave him the key and asked Wang Jingzhe to sign another note, which means that whatever problem he had had has nothing to do with the street.

After taking the key, Wang Jingzhe went back, saying nothing during the day. In the blink of an eye, it was evening. After Xiaomin fell asleep, Wang Jingzhe opened the door and walked out. When he arrived at Su Qiang's house, he sat on the stairs on the side and lit a cigarette silently and smoked.

During the day, Wang Jingzhe came over for a walk and he knew that Su Qiang was still at home, of course, not his person but his soul. This old man is quite interesting. If the person who came to the house was interested in buying a house, Su Qiang would make the other party feel uncomfortable and automatically cut off the idea of ​​buying and selling. If he didn't buy it, it would be nothing different. Just like the old security guard and the street office, he didn't feel anything after coming here several times, but the buyers who looked at the house would feel panic.

In other words, Su Qiang doesn't want the house to be sold.

Wang Jingzhe sat on the stairs and smoked two cigarettes. After waiting for a while, a ghost suddenly appeared in front of Su Qiang's door. When the ghost appeared, it seemed that he felt a stranger behind him. He twisted his head and looked at him in confusion. Then a green-faced and fanged expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he shouted with his teeth and claws.

Wang Jingzhe said lightly: "If you want to go in, hurry up. You are here to scare me. If it makes me unhappy, be careful, I will take it away in a hurry."

A "Oh, fuck" expression suddenly appeared on the face. The other party might not have figured out why he didn't scare this person, and even dared to threaten him. Wang Jingzhe suddenly jumped out of his mouth impatiently: "Get out!"

"Swoosh" The ghost was immediately startled by the roar and went straight through the door. Wang Jingzhe then got up and patted his butt and walked over. He took out the key and was about to open the door when he heard a series of dull footsteps coming down the stairs. He turned around and saw someone walking up the stairs. He looked up at him with his eyes curled up. The two of them looked at each other. The other party was obviously a little afraid and leaned against the wall timidly and dared not move.

Wang Jingzhe frowned and looked back at Su Daqiang's house, then turned his head, and he really couldn't figure out what the old man was doing. Why did he attract ghosts here? The previous one was a ghost, and the one who came up was a ghost.

Wang Jingzhe took out the key in confusion, inserted it into the keyhole and unscrewed it, then opened the door. The man who was ghosted looked at him with his head tilted and his timidity. Wang Jingzhe reached out and waved his hand to signal him to come up.

"Tread, tram" The man tiptoed and carefully climbed the stairs, hid from Wang Jingzhe and came to Su Qiang's door. As soon as he raised his legs and stepped over the threshold, his feet were uncontrollably tripped on it and fell into the door.

Anyone with a ghost can't overcome the threshold when encountering 99% of them.

Wang Jingzhe immediately flashed, turned from behind the door, and went to the door, squinted his eyes and looked inside.

On the bed in the bedroom was a thin old man wearing a mourning dress and black cloth shoes. The ghost who had just passed by the door stood in front of him, arching his body and waisting.

Wang Jingzhe stood at the door, and the old man on the bed looked over, frowned and said, "It's you? You've been here during the day, why are you here again at night?"

Wang Jingzhe bent down and stretched out his hand to drag the person who was tripping on the threshold, pushed him directly into the room, and then closed the door with a "bang" with his backhand.

At Su Qiang's house, there were three ghosts looking at each other.

"Taoist? Monk? Demons and Demons..." Su Qiang stood up cautiously, and asked with an old face full of vigilance: "You have been here in the daytime, and I knew you saw me, but I asked myself that I had never done anything that hurts the world. If you want to eliminate demons and protect the way, you can't get rid of me."

Wang Jingzhe pointed to the window and said, "There is a girl born in the building opposite the moon in the yin year and yin month. You stole a lot of yin energy. Do you think this is harmful to the world? She is my friend. Is it reasonable for me to come to you?"

Su Qiang suddenly stopped and defended: "She is already extremely yin energy, so it's okay for me to use it."

Wang Jingzhe said lightly: "There is so much money in the bank, and I can't use it all anyway. So it doesn't matter if I go to get some flowers?"

Su Qiang was speechless, Wang Jingzhe sneered and said, "It's because you didn't do too much. I didn't deal with you during the day. I thought about coming here to see what you were doing at night. Su Qiang, you surprised me a little. You should be treating ghosts. Are you... a ghost doctor?"

When Su Qiang heard this, he was stunned in disbelief and asked for a long time: "How did you know?"
Chapter completed!