dragon hunter

Chapter 315 Haunted House Broker

Early in the morning, I was woken up by the phone ringing.

I opened my eyes in a daze, picked up the phone and looked at it, it was Fatty Wang calling, I put the phone back by the pillow.

The affairs of the Lang family have come to an end. Although some doubts have been left, the main purpose has been achieved.

After resting there for a whole day, I declined the warm invitation from Lang's family and returned to my dilapidated shop.

I jumped out of bed, walked to the window, and stretched out my hand to open the curtains.

The glare of the sun shone in, and I felt a warm air flowing slowly in my body.

During this trip to southern Yunnan, I experienced a narrow escape, and the harvest was also very huge. At least my current strength has undergone a radical change.

The ringtone of the mobile phone was still ringing tenaciously, and helplessness flashed in my eyes. I was really afraid of being harassed by this coward in the past few days after I came back.

During this trip to southern Yunnan, Fatty Wang can be said to be the most depressed one. He didn't say anything about his fears, but he didn't get any benefits.

However, this coward is not a character who suffers. He insists on compensation as an excuse, and asks me to do him a favor.

Thinking of the incident that Fatty Wang asked me to help, I felt a little pain in my brain.

In the past few days since I came back, I have been adapting to the changes in my body, and I don't even meet Zhen Qingyi many times, so I don't have time to care about Fatty Wang's bad things.

This guy, Fatty Wang, has brought his stern-faced spirit to the extreme. He has a posture that if you don't answer the phone, he will keep calling.

I couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the phone to connect, and cursed: "Fatty, are you sick?"

Fatty Wang was so skinny and shameless, he laughed dryly on the phone and said, "Is there really no other way, so I want to ask you for help?"

"It's just a broken house, and you can't fix it yourself?" I asked a little impatiently.

I actually know what Fatty Wang said. This guy thinks that the Huaquan shop is slow to come in with money. With his ability to exorcise evil spirits, he started a new job: haunted house broker.

This is a new type of industry that has only become popular in the past two years. It is said that the first group of people who were engaged in it were so successful that their hands cramped when counting money.

After Fatty Wang came back from southern Yunnan, he found an acquaintance and hurriedly asked him to take him into the business. Unfortunately, he was blinded by the first order he received.

"Brother, you must help me. We are too poor to get out of the pot. If you don't help me, we will pack up and go to your house for food and lodging." Fatty Wang began to play a rogue.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few days, have you improved? That's fine, roll up your bed." After I finished speaking, I hung up the phone.

In fact, it's not that I don't want to help him, it's that this guy is too irritating. In the past few days since I came back, I've been addicted to gambling and lost my entire family.

I underestimated Fatty Wang's rambunctiousness. Within a few minutes, there was a knock on the door from below. After opening the rolling gate, I saw Fatty Wang standing at the door with a playful smile on his arms, hugging a quilt.

I frowned, and was about to drive away, when the guy immediately showed a pleading expression, twisted his fat body, and squeezed in.

"Brother, the world is in an emergency, the fat man is really forced to do nothing, and the debt collectors block the door every day." Fatty Wang said pitifully.

"What's the matter with you, you just came back a few days, and you lost hundreds of thousands?" I lowered my voice and shouted.

"Hey, don't mention it, the fat man was tricked by Devil Six." Fatty Wang waved his hand with a look of unbearable expression on his face.

I looked out of the door with my head, turned my face, and asked Fatty Wang about the details of his gambling.

Fatty Wang faltered, but said that he was willing to bet and let me settle the list for him, so that he could get a sum of money quickly, and then dismiss those debt collectors.

I had no choice but to take the hob meat. Seeing his disheveled appearance and being really pitiful, I asked him for details of the order.

Fatty Wang put the quilt aside, went to the table and poured himself a glass of water, gulped down a few big gulps, and then told about his experience before and after taking the order.

"Do you know that the order Fatty took this time is a small three-story villa. If it is completed, at least this amount can be earned." After Fatty Wang finished speaking, he stretched out his stubby five fingers, Turned over.

"One hundred thousand?" I don't really believe it, after all, the price of goods in a small county is not high.

"One hundred thousand is an underestimation, twenty or thirty is possible." Fatty Wang said after taking a sip of water.

"What's the situation of the villa you're talking about?" I became interested, knowing that this business is a lucrative business, but I didn't expect it to be so easy to make money.

Fatty Wang is a very cheap bastard. When he saw that I was interested, the pitiful expression on his face was swept away.

"Why, do you also want to follow the fat man and make a lot of money?" Fatty Wang looked at me with some complacency.

"Go and go, stay wherever it's cooler, with your pissing nature, you can make money with you, the sun is really coming out of the west." I couldn't hold back, I pushed Fatty Wang away, turned and left.

Fatty Wang trotted after me, grabbed my arm, and begged pitifully: "Brother, you are my own brother, and you are the one who made me rich, okay?"

"That's about the same." I borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, found a chair and sat down, and asked some questions.

In fact, I am quite interested in the haunted house that Fatty Wang said. After all, exorcising evil spirits can be easily obtained for one or two million yuan. Is there a more profitable business than this?

The firm that Zhen Qingyi invested in, under the care of Ghost Tanxiang, gradually got on the right track. Now she has become a busy person, running back and forth between the hotel industry and the firm.

And my small shop, because it was closed every three days, has been completely abandoned. I can't be cheeky to ask a woman for money, can I?

Fatty Wang is a ghost, and he can see my true thoughts at a glance, but he won't tell the truth.

While introducing the situation of the haunted house, he interspersed with how to make money in this industry. So-and-so entered the industry for a month, bought a house and a car, which made my heart itch.

I picked up the glass beside me, gulped down a few mouthfuls of water, and forced myself to calm down.

There is no pie in the sky, if this business is really so profitable, the dangers involved must far exceed those of other industries.

I was patient, and after listening to Fatty Wang's introduction, I felt that the order he took was indeed a bit tricky.

"You mean to say that some of the weird things that happened in that house were not caused by ordinary ghosts and Feng Shui?" I asked in a deep voice.

"It can't be a wronged soul, as you know, we have opened our yin and yang eyes, if there are ghosts haunting us, we can't escape Fat Lord's eyes." Fatty Wang patted his chest and said.

"Come on, you're so cowardly, you still have the nerve to call it Fayan." I gave Fatty Wang a blank look.

Although I was disdainful in my mouth, I ruled out the possibility of evil spirits acting as mischief. After all, the magic of yin and yang eyes is not given for nothing.

Fatty Wang said that the owner originally lived in the villa, but later the owner's company ran into trouble, so he rented out the villa.

A series of strange things happened at this time.

Back and forth, three tenants were changed, and each tenant disappeared inexplicably, with no one alive or dead.

The police have investigated several times, including checking the owner's company and the relationship circle, but nothing was found. The missing tenant of the villa suddenly became an unsolved case.

"After such a bad thing happened, the price of that villa plummeted, and the owner hoped that if the business really didn't improve, he would sell the villa to make money. Now that the house is in his hands, his mouth is so anxious Bubbling." Fatty Wang's tone was a little gloating.

The inexplicable disappearance of the tenant should have nothing to do with the feng shui of the house, excluding ghosts and feng shui, is it artificial?
I frowned and thought about it, analyzing the series of deceitful incidents, whether it was someone who had a grudge against the owner, who was deliberately plotting revenge.

I told Fatty Wang about this possibility.

"Man-made? Impossible, I heard from the residents around me that in the middle of the night, there are shadows swaying around in the villa, and there are all kinds of weird sounds. Who can pretend to be a ghost?" Fatty Wang shook his head. , negating my guess.

"Forget it, let's guess here and there, but we can't guess what is famous, so let's go and see." I couldn't figure it out, so I just didn't want to.

"When are you going?" Fatty Wang looked at me expectantly.

"Didn't you say that at night, there are shadows and strange noises in that villa, so let's go at night." I took a sip of water.

"Okay, let's do it like this." Fatty Wang slapped his legs, his face full of excitement.

I smacked my mouth, and seeing Fatty Wang's excited look, I felt that this guy fell into Qian's eyes.

On weekdays, such a timid and fearful character, when he heard that there was money to be made, he actually showed [-]% enthusiasm for such things as investigating the haunted house at night.

If it was an ordinary person, when they thought of going to the haunted house to investigate in the middle of the night, they would probably fidget nervously.

But I don't care. With my current strength, if I don't meet a master-level character or ordinary monsters, I really can't do anything to me.

There was nothing to prepare, so I ignored Fatty Wang, and I went to Zhen Qingyi's side in the afternoon.

Unfortunately, the hotel under Zhen Qingyi's name happened to have an event in the afternoon, and she was not at home.

Thinking that Ghost Detective Xu was well-informed and happened to have nothing to do, he wandered to his office, wanting to see this old friend and inquire about the haunted house by the way.

As soon as he walked into the office, he saw Fatty Wang sitting on the sofa beside him with a hippie smile.

"Hey, before I go out, didn't you say that you want to sleep beautifully so that you can work well at night?" I looked at the coward with some surprise.

"Fatty Man is full of things in his heart and can't sleep. It's not like some people know how to talk about love all day long." Fatty Wang said, poking his neck.

I was too lazy to waste my saliva with that guy, so I looked sideways at Ghost Tan Xu, pointed at Fatty Wang, and said, "Old Xu, you must have been harassed by this guy a lot these days, right?"

Ghost detective Xu smiled, and said that the office is not busy these days, Fatty Wang came over, just in time to chat with him.

"Stingy, I think everyone is like you, a cold-hearted person, and Lao Xu has helped us a lot." Fatty Wang rolled his eyes and muttered.

I got angry for a while, and felt that I was so fucking lucky to know this living treasure.

(End of this chapter)