Yan Feng followed the address written on the flyer and walked around three streets and found a place called Qingyuan Community. He had called the second landlord before coming. It was estimated that the landlord has arrived now. W     wW.

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“Building 27 7o2…This community is quite big.”

Yan Feng looked up and Building 27 was right in front of him. He pressed the elevator upstairs and knocked on the door. After a while, a man in his thirties opened the door.

This man looks quite honest, which makes Yan Feng feel a little more at ease. If there are too many scammers, each set of tricks will be used.

The house is shared, with one master bedroom and two side bedrooms. The one that Yan Feng rents is the side bedroom. Except for the master bedroom, the other two side bedrooms have to share the bathroom. At this point, the other two households are not there.

After signing the contract, Yan Feng paid 2,400 yuan at once, and he was slapped three and paid one yuan. He was so distressed that he paid it. Yan Feng looked at his empty wallet. Damn it, there was only one thousand yuan left. How can you live your life in the future!

Then I handed over the room door key and renting a house was decided.

As soon as I entered the room, Yan Feng looked at it and it was quite good and warm. There were light blue wallpaper on the walls, and the wardrobe and TV were all complete. The room was a little smaller, about fifteen square meters, and it felt like a small room for couples.

As soon as he closed the door, Yan Feng had not recovered from the blow of taking out his wallet. Lin Xueer suddenly appeared in front of Yan Feng, frightening Yan Feng.

"Ancestor, can you tell me first next time you come out?"

Lin Xueer pouted.

"Why tell you? You are going to scare you to death, scare you to death!"

As he said that, he grimaced at Yan Feng with his teeth. For some reason, Yan Feng saw that Lin Xueer was no longer as palpitations as he was at the beginning.

Actually... Lin Xueer doesn't look like a ghost either.

"Hey~ The environment here is pretty good. I'm good at finding places, but this thing is not very good."

Lin Xueer looked around the room, and her face was filled with an urge to try.

"Are I going to buy spirit cards next?"

Yan Feng remembered that Lin Xueer told him that Tianxinhai was just a temporary place to live. She needed a tablet to serve as a resting place.

"Yeah, you go."

Lin Xueer waved her hand and then came to take care of the room on her own. She said she was taking care of it, but in fact she was standing. With a finger, she would move the cabinet and bed by herself. Yan Feng felt trembling in his heart when he saw it.

"You won't go with me?"

Yan Feng was a little strange. It was unscientific. This female ghost would actually let herself go out for a walk alone.

"I won't go, the neighborhood is too popular."

Yan Feng said oh, it seems that Lin Xueer is still afraid of something... There are too many people to bear it. When Yan Feng went out, he saw a young couple entering the living room. It seemed that they were students, probably neighbors next door. Yan Feng even greeted him enthusiastically. After all, he is also opposite now, and he looks up and doesn't look down. But he didn't expect that he doesn't even have any birds.

"Damn...who are you now!"

Yan Feng was too lazy to deal with it, so he went straight to a wreath shop he checked online. God knew where to sell the tablets, but the wreath shops were all doing business in the underworld. Yan Feng estimated that the wreath sellers should have spiritual cards.

"Jingjing Wreath Shop...what the name is this."

Yan Feng stood in front of a wreath shop. This shop was the only store nearby that does underworld business. Looking at the name of this shop, he looked black, but he cared about it, so he just came to buy a tablet.

"Boss, do you have any cards to sell?"

Yan Feng asked without looking at anyone as soon as he entered the door.

"How old should it be? How old is the deceased?"

There is only one person in this store, an old man with white hair and gentle eyebrows, wearing reading glasses, is cutting wood with a knife, not knowing what to cut.

"There is still this particular thing?"

Yan Feng was stunned for a moment, but continued to say.

"Female, eighteen...no, she looks like she is twenty years old."

The old man put down his things, stood up, patted the wood chips on his body, and was stunned when he looked up at Yan Feng.

"boss?"

Yan Feng saw the old man's stupid look and muttered in his heart, "You can't wait for a cerebral infarction or something, but you'll still be on my head if you die."

"Young man, have you encountered any dirty things recently?"

"Dirty? What's dirty?"

Yan Feng looked at his clothes, it wasn't dirty!

"Uncle, I love cleanness very much."

Seeing Yan Feng's serious answer, the old man's shadow area was probably about to explode.

"I'm not talking about this, the dirty stuff I'm talking about... is ghosts or something."

As soon as these words were said, Yan Feng's expression changed. It seemed that the owner of the wreath was not simple. He was indeed a businessman who did things and eat. I think these people who did underworld business have some skills. Before Lin Xueer appeared, Yan Feng did not believe that there were ghosts, but now he believed it.

However, Yan Feng has accepted Lin Xueer's existence now and does not intend to mess with anything else.

"No, uncle, let's not talk about this. Please give me a tablet, and I'll hurry up."

"Young man, you want to tell me the truth. This is a matter of life."

The old man still didn't move, staring at Yan Feng and said in a serious tone.

I'm not finished yet! Yan Feng just wants to buy a tablet and leave now. He is really afraid that the old man will know Lin Xueer's existence. He may not be sure that he will make any trouble again. He doesn't want to be beaten up again.

"Uncle, I'm really fine."

Yan Feng looked at the old man seriously, with a sincere flash in his eyes.

The old man stared at Yan Feng for more than ten seconds, finally sighed a long sigh, took out a piece of white jade the size of a palm from his pocket and handed it to Yan Feng.

"Young man, meeting is fate. Old man, I would like to advise you, it is better not to touch some things. This piece of jade is Tianyang jade, which is useful for avoiding shade. You can keep it."

Yan Feng was stunned for a few seconds when he saw the white jade in the old man's hand, but finally took it down. He could see that the old man was sincerely doing his good.

A pure heart, no gift that you don't accept.

"Thank you, Mr."

Yan Feng threw Tian Yangyu into his pants pocket. At this time, the old man also brought a tablet with no words engraved on it.

"Take it, I won't charge you any more."

Yan Feng held the tablet and was a little embarrassed. The plot should not be played like this. You shouldn't ask me if I want to engrave words. Before Yan Feng came, Lin Xueer told him not to engrave words. Yan Feng even thought about the excuse, but the old man didn't ask.

"Uncle, this..."

"Go, be careful, you must know that humans and ghosts have different paths."

Yan Feng was stunned. This was definitely a master! For a moment, he really wanted to confess to the old man, but deep down he really accepted Lin Xueer's existence... He asked him to ask someone to deal with Lin Xueer again, and asked himself, he couldn't do it.

Yan Feng bowed to the old man and turned around and left. The old man returned to his original position and didn't know what to cut.

"Young man, if you have something to do, come and find me."

Yan Feng took two steps, turned around and asked, "Old man, I don't know your name yet?"

"Old man, my surname is Fang, and my single word is Mu."

"Oh?" Yan Feng looked at the signature of the wreath shop, "Jingjing Wreath Shop". It's not a match.

Fang Mu glanced at Yan Feng and continued, "Jingjing, it's my granddaughter."

"Okay, Mr. Fang, boy Yan Feng, I'll say goodbye now."

Yan Feng took the spirit card and left.

The knife in Fang Mu's hand was slimming it carefully. Looking at this model, it was a sword, a peach wood sword.
Chapter completed!