100 million walk alone

Chapter 9

After eating and drinking enough, the fat man received a call from the landlord's aunt.

"Little Fatty, what's the matter with you, you haven't answered the phone for a few days, you should have paid the rent three days ago!" The landlord aunt opened her mouth with a murderous look.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm in the hospital these few days." The fat man was a little embarrassed. If his aunt hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten to pay the rent.

"Don't make excuses, hurry up and move your things away!" the landlady said angrily.

"Auntie, I just need to pay the rent right away, don't drive me away," the fat man said.

"I don't want to rent anymore. You often bring some dubious women back home. The noise is so loud in the middle of the night that many neighbors have complained to me."

The landlord's aunt was quite firm: "Don't say anything, there is no discussion this time. If you don't come to move before dark, I will throw your things out!"

"..."

As expected, the fat man didn't say anything, and if he said too much, he would cry.

He went back to pack his luggage, and under the death gaze of the landlady's aunt, he dragged a suitcase and went out.

The old will not go, and the new will not come.

He decided to change the environment.

In the process of packing his luggage, the fat man organized his thoughts to realize a dream.

There was a place he had long wanted to live in.

That place is called Xiuxian Bieyuan, a well-known high-end comprehension community in Rongcheng, which provides a comfortable environment for monks to discuss and exchange ideas.

If you want to live in such a moist place, there is a prerequisite: both the owner who buys the house and the tenant who checks in must be a monk.

Fatty has been around the rivers and lakes for many years, and has many old acquaintances from all walks of life. He called a well-connected rental agency: "Old Li, I want to move. Is there a house in Xiuxian Bieyuan?"

"Xiao Pei, no, can I ask you to be kind? You have saved my life. It is okay to help you find a house. I can run errands for you without charging the [-]% commission. The problem is that Xiuxian Bieyuan is only rented to monks. You have to go through the formalities in person. You can't hide it." The middle-aged uncle on the phone was about to cry.

"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you, I'm awakened," said the fat man.

"Really?" Lao Li was overjoyed when he heard the words, and suddenly changed the topic: "Then I recommend you to change places. Xiuxian Bieyuan is not peaceful this year, and there are several haunted houses."

"What's the matter?" Fatty asked.

"Since Chinese New Year to now, three owners and four tenants have died, all monks." Lao Li said.

"How did you die?" the fat man asked again.

"I don't know the details. I heard that there is an investigation team. After a month of investigation, they still haven't found the murderer. The colleagues in the area are spreading rumors that there is something dirty in Xiuxian Bieyuan." Lao Li said.

"There are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in Xiuxian Bieyuan, there are so many masters, how can dirty things make mistakes?" The fat man was a little surprised.

"I don't know. Anyway, Xiuxian Bieyuan is not as good as it used to be. There are tenants who hold together and shout for refund all day long, and there are some who are not afraid of death, clamoring to fight against dirty things." Lao Li said.

"Great!"

Not only was the fat man not frightened, he was excited instead: "Get me a house quickly, I want to try it too."

"You are still so crazy, listen to my advice, that place is not worth it. Xiuxian Bieyuan must be rented for at least one year, and if another life happens, you will not be able to refund the money even if you want." Lao Li persuaded.

"Brother Li, please have some confidence in me, you know what I do." The fat man said with confidence.

"Let me tell you the truth first. The few houses that have been vacated in Xiuxian Bieyuan are all haunted houses. If it were someone else, I wouldn't even mention this matter. If I were with you, I would stop pretending. You should think about it." Lao Li had a rare conscience.

"Don't think about it, just live in Xiuxian Bieyuan and recommend me a haunted house." The fat man was firm.

"Then I suggest you rent a single apartment with two bedrooms and one living room. The two bedrooms in Xiuxian Bieyuan are uniquely designed. One is a bedroom and the other is a practice room. The decoration is luxurious yet elegant, and the sound insulation is excellent." Lao Li started his business.

"How much is the rent?" asked the fat man.

"In the past, the annual rent of the comprehension apartment was 20 yuan, and a deposit of [-] yuan was required. Since the big turmoil last month, the price has shrunk. The annual rent of those haunted houses is [-] yuan, with a deposit of [-] yuan." Lao Li said.

"Don't talk about it, let's go to see the house right away." When Fatty chased his dreams, he never minded how much money he spent.

"Okay, let's meet at the gate of Xiuxian Bieyuan." Lao Li didn't persuade him any more. Based on his understanding of the crazy beauties, that fat man made a decision, and even nine cows couldn't pull him back.

The fat man took a taxi and headed to Xiuxian Bieyuan.

Along the way, he was restless.

Pei Yin has saved many people in his life. Two years ago, he rescued a female monk whose hair was disheveled by a monster. The other party treated him to a meal out of gratitude.

Just when the fat man thought he had found love again, the good-looking and nice-sounding female monk drew a clear line in a subtle way: "My ideal boyfriend wants to live in Xiuxian Bieyuan."

That kind of restraint dealt a critical blow to the fat man.

I didn't finish pretending back then, but now I finally have the opportunity to pretend to be back.

Even if it is to live in a haunted house, he will not hesitate.

The "dirty things" mentioned by Lao Li are probably monsters.

A man with [-] million solitary behaviors is at odds with evildoers.

When he arrived at the gate of Xiuxian Bieyuan, the fat man was dazzled.

Wave after wave of handsome men and women wandered on the street outside the gate.

Xiuxian Bieyuan is known as the treasure land of romantic encounters, and it really lives up to its reputation.

There are always some mortal women dressed up beautifully, waiting for the male monks who come and go.

There are also a lot of pretty guys in the coolest pick-up suits, waiting to meet the nuns by chance.

This is the status quo of the new era, and the reality of the world can be seen everywhere.

As soon as the fat man got out of the car, he saw an aunt who exuded mana fluctuations, carrying a bag of psychic apples, and scanned the dozen or so pretty boys strolling outside the gate with her scrutinizing eyes.

In the end, the auntie took a fancy to a handsome guy who is fierce and vigorous, and has the temperament of a fitness expert.

Auntie's eyesight is a ruler.

The aunt ignored the gazes of others, walked over and said, "Young man, you are strong, help me carry the bag."

A very ordinary conversation with an unusual subtext: Follow me with the bag, this psychic apple worth 5000 yuan per catty is yours.

How else can we say that Xiuxian Bieyuan is a treasured place for romantic encounters? Similar situations happen almost every day.

Cultivation, the competition is resources.

There are always some handsome boys who lack resources and leave with their aunts with tears in their eyes.

There are also girls who are in urgent need of resources and left with the bald old man for their dreams.

The tall and mighty pretty boy in front of him finally bowed his head in front of his aunt.

Auntie is obviously an old resident of Xiuxian Bieyuan, the security guard at the door did not stop her, and watched a man and a woman walk in.

The fat man who witnessed all this felt infinitely sad.

He couldn't help it, and in the spirit of scientific research, he did a scientific experiment of cultivating immortals: If he also bought a few catties of spiritual fruits and walked around the door, would there be a girl who would love to carry the bag for him?

(End of this chapter)