Liang Bohua said with a smile: "Wang is always afraid that something will happen in the future, and Sanshao will trouble you, right?" I don't think it's as good as this, you have a discount on this house, and if there is anything in the future, Sanshao will be responsible for himself, and it has nothing to do with you. Moreover, the affairs of Chazhou Xingang Construction can also provide you with some opportunities. As for whether you can seize the opportunity, it's up to you. ”

Wang Cunde couldn't help but be moved, thought hard for a long time, and muttered: "One price, seven and a half million, how about it?" ”

Liang Bohua smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Mr. Wang, hurry up, the seven million deal is over, and we will sign the contract." Think about it, we are not forcing you, the key is that the villa decoration is rotten and rotten, the yard is dilapidated, at least we have to re-pay for five million redecorations, plus the purchase of furniture, it is still our loss. ”

"Okay then." Wang Cunde had to agree.

Next, the two parties went to the relevant units to go through the formalities, sign the contract agreement, and transfer money from the bank. also invited Wang Cunde to have a light meal at a nearby hotel to celebrate his gratitude, and the matter came to an end.

It happened that the next day was the weekend, and the design of the home was basically completed, and the construction was in full swing, and the old man couldn't get his hands on it. Song Baojun asked his father and the silly girl to go to Baihe Mountain to study how to tidy up the newly bought villa.

It is very close to home, more than 20 minutes away, and it is a blink of an eye by car.

If it were someone else, after listening to Wang Cunde's messy ghost stories, there would be a pimple in my heart. But Song Baojun doesn't care, just like a person whose worldview has long been fixed, if you say that the earth is square, he will never believe it, and he doesn't take it seriously at all.

When the old man heard that it was Ling Anqi's residence, he patted his chest with great confidence and promised that he would definitely design a luxurious residence in Xiaoao Chazhou for his sister, and then he went to the west and the east to take a look and measure it everywhere.

The only thing that Song Baojun was interested in was the cellar that Wang Cunde said. After asking Ling Anqi to help the old man, he walked into the hall on the first floor alone, and found the entrance sealed by two large door boards on the bottom of the stairs at the opposite corner.

Without much effort, Song Baojun pried the lock open, turned up the door panel, and saw a stone staircase extending from the entrance.

At first glance, it seems to be very ordinary, most villas were built with basements, and this is no exception, and if you look closely at the wall structure, it was almost 25 years ago when it was built.

A gloomy and cold aura came to the face, and there was darkness inside, and there was nothing to see.

Song Baojun found the electric light button on the side of the stairs, but it didn't turn on - Wang Cunde stopped the water and electricity when he moved, and it hasn't been installed yet.

took out the Vietnam War version of the kerosene lighter and lit it, Song Baojun groped with the help of this faint light, and walked down the stairs.

A total of twenty-two steps, one floor deep.

Looking around, the basement hall is very spacious, with two rooms on the left and right with locked doors. There was nothing in between, and about 10 centimeters of water had accumulated on the ground.

Song Baojun felt that there was nothing worth exploring, and was about to return the same way, when the philosophical personality in his mind suddenly said: "There is something wrong here, the ghost energy aura is far more abundant than other places. ”

Song Baojun said: "Hey, I'm very skeptical, how is ghost energy defined, one moment it is said that it can be replenished by eating, and another time it is said that it is okay to have a strong mind, and now it is still like a gas, where there is more and what is less, what is going on?" ”

"Spectral energy is a form of energy that provides energy to the personality. Just like electricity, you can't feel it in other places, but near a substation, you can sense a high-voltage magnetic field with a detection tool. Or radiation, the radiation dust at the site of a nuclear explosion is tens of thousands of times more than anywhere else, you can't detect it with the naked eye, but it exists objectively. ”

"I get it. Are you saying that the 'ghost magnetic field' is stronger here? ”

"Yes, this basement seems to have some connection to the imaginary space, I suggest you explore it."

"Oh? Is there anything else going on? Ah! Song Baojun was communicating with the philosophical personality in his mind, and when the unbearable temperature came from his hand, the lighter that was burned by the flames fell into the water in the basement, and it was extinguished with a snort, and the surroundings immediately fell into darkness.

Song Baojun hurriedly leaned down and groped in the water, the water in winter was unusually cold, only about five degrees.

He couldn't help but grin and endure the cold, and finally found the lighter.

However, the kerosene cotton core has been flooded and can no longer be fired. And the soaking wet hands emitted a unique smell of rotten water, which made Song Baojun feel very uncomfortable.

He wanted to return to the ground to prepare the lighting tools, and expected the Hummer H3 to have an emergency kit on board. But an unknown voice in his heart beckoned him, and he couldn't leave.

Song Baojun walked forward and walked to the middle of the basement hall, his shoes soaked in water, wet, and his feet were cold to the bone.

Unable to see in the dark, Song Baojun was walking around only by feeling.

Seeing that he was at a loss, the philosopher said: "Define entropy as dS = (dQ/T)r, and if the process is irreversible, then dS = (dQ/T)ir, and the above two equations can be combined to obtain ......"

Song Baojun hurriedly said: "Convert it into Chinese expressions." ”

The philosophical personality explains: "Define the entropy so that you can perceive the changes in the spectral magnetic field in the environment. The eye is the most critical organ for human beings to obtain information, but it is also an obstacle that can often be deceived when you rely too much on the eye. ”

According to the method of philosophical personality, Song Baojun gradually felt the changes in temperature, color, and space around him, and it was no longer a dark place. It's a wonderful feeling, as if the principle of thermal imaging is displayed on the screen, which are different color blocks of red, red, yellow, yellow, white, white, green, and green.

Song Baojun didn't need a philosophical personality to explain it, and felt that where the color was the reddest, there would be enough ghostly energy.

He called this feeling "divine awareness."

Wherever the mind could reach, the place under the feet was the most red, and with the ripples caused by the two feet treading water, the red also showed a ripple shape.

"Underground!"

Song Baojun leaned down and reached out to explore, only to touch the hard wooden floor and the accumulated silt. It seems that we still have to find someone to clean it up.

A moment later, Song Baojun, who was cold and confused, gave up this exploration and returned to the villa hall with his wet shoes.

The old man and Ling Anqi briefly inspected the villa and the surrounding courtyard, turned back, and when they saw Song Baojun's appearance, they all said that he had fallen into the ditch.

Song Baojun couldn't explain anything, Ling Anqi felt sorry for Mr., so he proposed to go home and change his clothes first.

Back at the temporary hotel, Song Baojun was still thinking about what existed in the Baiheshan Villa and how it would affect the occupants. If this hidden danger is not solved, it is still not easy to let Ling Anqi live in it.

It's a good idea to see the patient affected by the house and see what is wrong with them.

According to Wang Cunde's description, Wang Lingjuan is very much like an ordinary personality who has strayed into the imaginary space, so it leads to adverse reactions. Modern medicine simply cannot detect her, and can only attribute her to mental illness.

After taking a hot shower, changing into clean clothes, leaning on the sofa and drinking the instant coffee brewed by Ling Anqi, Song Baojun called Huang Dami and asked him to help arrange the engineering team to deal with the affairs of the Baiheshan Villa.

In fact, for the secretary of the deputy mayor, contacting an engineering team is a trivial matter.

So Huang Dami had no choice but to call the boss of the company on the engineering team. The company's boss immediately agreed without saying a word, saying that two professional teams would be sent the next day, one team was responsible for dredging, decontamination, overhaul and maintenance, and the other was a decoration team.

Then he called Liang Bohua and asked him to contact Wang Cunde and prepare to visit Wang Lingjuan.

Wang Cunde received a call thinking that something was wrong with the military youth in the villa, and he was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body for a while, and when he heard that he wanted to visit his mentally ill daughter, he reluctantly agreed.

Fortunately, he is currently in Chazhou, and he has just received Song Baojun's house payment, so he is in a good mood and decides to set off on the weekend.

Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital is located in a remote area on the outskirts of Chazhou City, and it takes more than an hour and a half to drive. Song Baojun was afraid that he would give Wang Cunde any bad associations by himself, so he simply called Lin Mengxian, Tan Qingkai, Meng Manning and Zhang Mingfang together.

After a period of time, Meng Manning and Zhang Mingfang sighed with emotion - they witnessed how Song Baojun reached the top step by step from the beginning. Later, Wang Lingjuan's father Wang Cunde died by himself, and the ending was not much to say.

Meng Manning studied at the University of Finance and Economics, so it was just that he was not in the same school. Zhang Mingfang can hear Song Baojun's scandal every once in a while, for a while he and a certain beauty travel hand in hand, for a while there is a certain beautiful girl who is jealous, and for a while a certain beauty dies for him, and the name of the love saint is like thunder.

At this time, when they received Song Baojun's invitation to take the initiative to visit Wang Lingjuan, the two of them were surprised and couldn't help but be quite apprehensive.

At the appointed meeting point, the two found that Wang Cunde and Song Baojun were talking and laughing, as if they had no trouble, and they felt that their worries were unnecessary.

Wang Cunde chatted happily with Song Baojun with gratitude.

Previously, his business in Chazhou City had been suppressed. Originally, this was not very serious, with Wang Cunde's connections and financial resources, he was fully capable of making a comeback, the key was that everyone was afraid of Du Yinlang's power and began to alienate him intentionally or unintentionally.

used to have a good relationship, but I can no longer rely on it, which is what interrupted Wang Cunde's backbone. In the huge city of Chazhou, it is like a dog that has lost its home.

However, a few days ago, the military youth privately bought Wang Cunde's old house, and there were rumors that the military youth fell in love with Wang Cunde's love for the queen Lingjuan, and his phone calls suddenly increased again.

It's nothing more than those snobbish relatives and friends, who heard that he offended the big guys, and ran fast one by one. Now I heard that the military youth was very blue-eyed towards him, and they called over one after another to ask for warmth.

Wang Cunde once again saw the energy of power, and since this was the case, he did not hesitate to seize this opportunity to get close to the military youth.