Master of the city

The door opened again, a stream of air rushed out from the inside, blowing people's clothes.

At that moment, a relieved smile hung on Wei Peng's face. Li Mengmei's eyes were filled with joy out of the mire of despair. Wang Yaohui and Liu Jinqiang's mouths were open enough to insert one, oh no, two duck eggs!

"It's impossible! My house shouldn't be like this! " When Zhang Fan and Wei Peng were pushed apart, Liu Jinqiang was the first to rush into the living room. The gloomy feeling of the past has disappeared at this time, replaced by the sultry air of August.

The hot wind kept blowing in from the wide open window, and the view in the room seemed to be clear.

"What's the matter, brother? I told you that we don't cheat when we come out of the village. We also need money to sell at a low price. We agreed to do it today, 700000 yuan. Let's make a document. If you find something wrong with your house in the future, I'll give you a full refund. You can't find another such a good house. " Looking at the small hole left by removing the screw on the bare ceiling, Zhang Fan's mouth was full of smile again.

"You, what did you do in this house?"

Wang Yaohui's face is really ugly now. It's not his purpose to fight Jinxiu intermediary. What he really wants is Li Mengmei himself. If Zhang Fan sold the house today, would his decoration be useless?

"What can I do? It's just to ventilate the house. A good house must be called a ghost house by you. I'm also drunk. Wang Mazi, even if you make trouble, can you find a better excuse? What's the age of playing with ghosts and gods? Do you think everyone is a fool like you? "

Once upon a time, Zhang Fan was a big submissive boy. He didn't even dare to speak loudly in the unit. But why? Is Zhang Fan a bully? Of course not!

At that time, he was submissive just because he had no ability. Now with the secret record of Lord Yang, he was full of confidence. Zhang Fan did not hesitate to accept Wang Yaohui.

"False! It must be a fake. You just set fire in the room, didn't you? "

Wang Yaohui's teeth are going to be broken.

"Stupid." Zhang Fan compares Wang Mazi's middle finger and doesn't pay any attention to him. He goes to Li Mengmei's side and stabs her with his finger. He nods to Wei Peng, who is standing in the living room looking around.

Li Mengmei immediately went up to talk with Wei Peng about the house transfer. Zhang Fan doesn't know much about these jobs, and when talking business with men, of course, it's best for beautiful women to show up.

When Wei Peng came in for the first time, he suspected that there was something wrong with the house. In addition to Liu Jinqiang and Wang Yaohui's deception, he almost gave up here. Now when he saw that the house was ok, he quickly reversed his mood and also brought a little apology. So the house was very smooth.

"No way! Absolutely impossible Just as Wei Peng was about to go back to sign a contract with Li Mengmei, Liu Jinqiang rushed out of his bedroom like crazy and grabbed Zhang Fan's collar. "Boy, what have you done! Why is it not cold in my house? "

"Sir, will you restrain yourself? Even if you were the former head of household, now this is not your house. It will be mine later. " Wei Peng was upset when he heard Liu Jinqiang say "my house".

Now, if he can't see that these two people are deliberately mischievous, he doesn't deserve to save enough money to buy a house at this age.

Thinking that he almost lost a good house because of these two people's encouragement, Wei Peng psychologically stood on the side of Li Mengmei and Zhang Fan.

"Man, I'm not lying to you. There's something wrong with my house. Here, I'll tell you that my wife was hanged on this chandelier at that time. It's disgusting to spit out her tongue so long. And then Well, where's the chandelier? " When Liu Jinqiang spoke, he wanted to point to the chandelier on the top of the living room, but found that it was gone.

Wei Peng thoughtfully looked at the place Liu Jinqiang pointed to. He remembered that there were chandeliers there when he just came to see it. Thinking in his mind, he went to Zhang Fan and asked in a low voice, "brother, did you dismantle the beam?"

"Well." Knowing how much Wei Peng knew, Zhang Fan nodded directly.

Before they came, Zhang Fan deliberately let Li Mengmei park her car in the public parking lot of the community. On a hot day, of course, they were blowing air conditioning in the car.

After seeing the problems in the house, Zhang Fan went downstairs and slipped outside. He went to the pharmacy to buy a Chinese medicine named Fangfeng, which was ground up by the pharmacy. Then he went to the nearby supermarket to buy mineral water and a screwdriver. He borrowed a high stool from the security room, copied two bricks beside the flower bed, and went back to the upstairs room again.

It's very simple to deal with the resentment. Zhang Fan directly steps on the high stool and uses a screwdriver to remove the chandelier and throw it out. This is the same as the old people who say that when dealing with a hanged ghost, they have to burn down the hanging beam. If they throw out the things that it is attached to, the resentment will naturally follow.

Next, Zhang Fan poured the powder into the mineral water and shook it a few times. He picked up a rag from the ground and leaned out to spit the water on the outside window frame.

Fengshui stresses "form and meaning". Fangfeng is very good for controlling Yinfeng, and its property is slightly warm, just offsetting the coolness of Yinfeng.At last, he put a narrow "eight" at the door with two bricks. Biting his finger, he wiped the red brick from the inside out twice, and the black air in the room immediately began to pour out.

After such a trick, all the evil spirits in the house are dissolved, and naturally there will be no more gloomy feeling.

"This..." Wei Peng didn't expect that Zhang Fan was so real that he even recognized him. His heart became complicated again.