"Mr. Jiang, you have got a bargain. The owner of this house immigrated and we are responsible for reselling it. Now the price is very cheap. If you buy it, you will make a profit."
Shen Sansi, an agent in his fifties, brought Jiang Fan and Zhang Xiaoling into the villa and had a chat.
Jiang Fan looked at it and looked at Zhang Xiaoling. He could indeed feel that the yin energy in this place was extremely heavy. Although it was not as fierce as the newly built building, it was definitely possible with Ah Piao.
Jiang Fan said casually: "I heard this house is haunted."
The pot-bellied Shen Sansi smiled and said: "Mr. Jiang, don't listen to those people's nonsense. How can there be ghosts in this world? Anyway, I don't believe in such things."
Zhang Xiaoling warned: "It is better to believe that ghosts and gods exist than to believe that they do not exist."
Shen Sansi disagreed: "Ms. Zhang, I know you run a cleaning company. Just be happy with it. I don't believe it anyway, so let's talk about this house."
"The owner of this villa offers 480,000 yuan, but you were introduced by Uncle Jiu, so I will give you a base price of 380,000 yuan."
At this point, Shen Sansi held her stomach and said, "Mr. Jiang, Miss Zhang, please watch first. I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach. I need to go and make myself feel better."
Zhang Xiaoling reminded again: "Manager Shen, be careful."
"What are you careful about?" Shen thought twice and wondered.
Zhang Xiaoling said seriously: "Be careful of evil spirits."
"Haha, it's broad daylight, what are you afraid of?" Shen Sansi looked fearless.
Zhang Xiaoling said bluntly: "There is no door god in this room, and there is no earth god to protect it. It has been abandoned for a long time. It is normal for there to be three or five evil spirits."
"I'm so scared. Even if you want to lower the price, Miss Zhang, you don't need to say that there are ghosts to scare me. It's true."
Shen Sansi didn't take Zhang Xiaoling's words to heart at all.
Zhang Xiaoling also wanted to say that Jiang Fan held her back.
They say good words can never persuade a damned ghost.
Many times, people just can’t shed tears without seeing the coffin.
Just suffer a little bit.
Jiang Fan walked into a hall, which was empty, but there were two old black and white photos on the wall.
There are already cobwebs hanging on it, and it looks like no one has been taking care of it for a while!
The man in the black-and-white photo has braids, a beard, and a fierce look on his face. He is obviously from the previous dynasty. The woman next to him is wearing a long skirt, looks relatively weak, and looks like a doormat.
【It turned out to be them.】
Seeing the two people in the photo, Jiang Fan immediately thought of the plot of "Ghost Fighting Ghost: The Magical Master".
This is a funny ghost movie, not scary.
The main content of the story is that Uncle Jiu founded a sect and taught several apprentices. Because the profits were not good, he finally had to go to guard the old house.
And this room contains the ghosts of a couple who have lived for hundreds of years.
Xiaojuan was originally a typical little woman. After becoming a ghost, she was still tortured and abused by her evil husband.
After Uncle Jiu moved in, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he fought with the male ghost and drove him away.
Later, two foreign gangsters appeared. I don’t know how they knew that there was a large amount of gold left over from World War II buried in the backyard of this villa, so they came to rob it.
[In other words, there is gold hidden in the backyard! 】
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan, who originally just wanted to come here to kill ghosts, really had the idea of buying a villa.
the other side
Shen Sansi walked into the toilet alone and was about to drain the water, but saw a pale palm flash past in the toilet.
"What? Why are there hands in the toilet? Is it because I'm blind?"
Under normal circumstances, when ordinary people encounter such a situation, most of them will turn around and run away.
But Shen Sansi had the courage to stand next to the toilet and watch carefully.
At this moment, a ghostly hand suddenly emerged from the toilet, grabbed Shen Sansi's hair, and pulled his head into the toilet.
The toilet, which was originally empty of water, began to fill up, and the mixed things surged up.
"Gudu, Gudu, Gudu~"
"Ugh~"
Shen Sansi, who drank until she was full in the toilet, struggled to break away from the ghost's hand, and a lot of hair on her head was pulled off. She ran out of the toilet in fear while holding back her stomach churning.
Jiang Fan and Zhang Xiaoling heard the commotion, and when they went out, they knew that Shen Sansi had been tricked by a ghost.
Fortunately, it was broad daylight. If it were night, Shen Sansi might have choked to death in the toilet.
"Manager Shen, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I'm fine."
Manager Shen was afraid that there was a ghost and it would affect the house price, so he denied it. The look of panic in his eyes could not be concealed.
"The Sword Comes"
Zhang Xiaoling helplessly slapped his hands and stepped back a distance: "You said it's okay, but you stink so much!"
Shen Sansi hurriedly said: "Mr. Jiang, I feel a little uncomfortable today, why don't you come back to see the room another day."
Jiang Fan said: "No need, I am very satisfied with this place and decided to buy it. I will complete the procedures today."
"That's great!"
As Shen Sansi said this, she wanted to shake hands with Jiang Fan, but Jiang Fan avoided her in disgust.
"Go and sign the contract, but Manager Shen, you'd better clean it up."
"Yes Yes Yes."
When she heard that Jiang Fan was going to buy a house, Shen Sansi was so happy that she forgot about almost drowning.
As for whether there is a ghost in the villa or whether Jiang Fan will encounter any mishaps after buying it, that is not Shen Sansi's concern.
Zhang Xiaoling heard this and whispered: "Afan, do you really want to buy this place?"
"Yeah, I think this place is nice and spacious enough. If it wasn't haunted, I wouldn't be able to buy this villa for 380,000 yuan. Let's just treat it as an investment."
Jiang Fan knew how outrageous the housing prices on Hong Kong Island were later.
That is to say, in the 1980s, in another twenty or thirty years, 380,000 yuan would not even be able to buy a toilet in this villa, let alone a villa.
What's more, there is gold buried in the backyard. Why not do it if you can make a sure profit without losing money?
As for hauntings, Jiang Fan went to Platinum Star to treat all kinds of problems.
Zhang Xiaoling looked at the room again, leaned next to Jiang Fan, and exhaled: "The location and environment are good, but there are so many rooms. Afan, can you live here alone?"
Because of her eight failed marriages in the past, Zhang Xiaoling has a stronger desire than ordinary people. She is already twenty-five and belongs to an old girl in this era.
"How about Sister Xiaoling, please move in and live in a room."
Jiang Fan said half-jokingly.
He naturally saw that Zhang Xiaoling was "plotting evil" against him, but he did not turn people away. Anyway, there were many rooms, and a few more could be accommodated.
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoling was elated and took the initiative to hold Jiang Fan's hand: "Then it's settled, no regrets."
"I will never go back on my word. You can stay here as long as you want and treat it as your own home."
Jiang Fan vowed.
In the afternoon, Jiang Fan bought this single-family villa in Kowloon District, paid the money and got the real estate certificate. Shen Sansi from the agency was naturally beaming.
Because the villa is haunted, the house has not been sold in his hands for more than a year. Now that he can get the commission, he is naturally happy.
Jiang Fan is also in a good mood. Although he doesn't care about money, he likes the feeling of picking up bargains.
The transfer was completed on the same day and after obtaining the real estate certificate, Jiang Fan and Zhang Xiaoling began preparations.
Jiang Fan took the mahogany sword.
Zhang Xiaoling arranged it carefully, first scattering a handful of copper coins on the ground, and then began to stick to the door gods, welcome the land, and scatter paper money.
After a set of procedures, two little guys couldn't stand it anymore and ran away.
However, there are still two ghosts with higher moral standards remaining.
After that, Zhang Xiaoling started ordering furniture and asked cleaning staff to come and tidy up the room.
Looking at the efficient Zhang Xiaoling and the sofas, mattresses and other furniture that had been moved into the villa, Jiang Fan said: "Sister Xiaoling, I will just buy the furniture. How can I let you spend money?"
Zhang Xiaoling's eyes were filled with peach blossoms and he whispered softly: "This is also my home, so you should pay a little. You just bought a house and your funds are tight. Now, this is my supplementary gold card. You can spend it however you want."
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"Um!"
Looking at the bank card handed over by Zhang Xiaoling, Jiang Fan took the card in his hand and said out of nowhere: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
This scene was seen by several workers moving furniture around, and their hearts were bleeding.
So infuriating!
I even wanted to kick Jiang Fan away and replace him.
Sister, we don’t want to work hard anymore, give us a chance! This chapter has been completed!