I'm a house seller, but I'm not selling an ordinary house.

Every house I sell, it's ......

Haunted house.

My name is Yu Sheng, I live in Quancheng, and I am the small owner of a real estate agency.

A lot of people don't like my name, and when they say it's frustrating, I just laugh and don't speak.

I'm a murderer, how festive the name can be.

My business is not big, it is a very small face, the store does not even have a name, and there are only four words on the door.

Real estate agents.

The door face is only about 20 square meters, so simple that there is only a table, a few chairs, and a computer.

My daily job now is to inquire around the area, and I will buy a murderous house wherever it is, and then dissolve the evil spirit of the murderous mansion and sell it.

I was able to do this because I had a secret identity.

I am a feng shui master.

I heard from the elders in the family, probably from the early Qing Dynasty, my family is a very famous feng shui master, and it has been passed on to me for the seventeenth generation.

I won't say much about how this skill was passed down, but I just tell you that my grandfather tried his best to hide a book at that time, so I was fortunate to learn these folk secrets that were on the verge of being lost.

My family's feng shui has always been a single line, which does not mean that there is only one male in each generation of my family, but that this skill is only passed on to one person in one generation.

Men are not passed on to women, and grandchildren are not passed on.

Passed on to the sixteenth generation, it was my father's generation, and something had an accident.

The most talented person in my father's generation is the second uncle, and my grandfather passed on the skills to him, but the second uncle was a short-lived ghost, and he died in a car accident before leaving a man and a woman.

I'm the only man in my generation, and whether I'm lucky or unlucky, the burden falls on my shoulders somehow.

When my grandfather was dying, he gave an account of everything and let my uncles and sisters leave, leaving me alone in the room.

He took out a book wrapped in red silk from under the kang mat and handed it to me tremblingly.

I opened it and looked at it, and I don't know what age the book had been handed down, it seemed to have been re-transcribed, the corners were rolled up, and the paper was already a little yellow and black.

The book cover is very rough, with three big characters written on it, model play.

Everyone should understand that these three words have played a crucial role in the preservation of this book.

Grandpa was already dying, and he couldn't speak, and Grandpa pointed to the book with his last breath, his eyes slowly drifting.

I understood the meaning in my grandfather's eyes, hesitated for a long time, but nodded, held the book in my arms, and patted it with great importance.

Grandpa swallowed, but a smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

Since then, I have been learning those boring Feng Shui techniques.

Actually, I was very resistant at first, and I didn't want to learn at all.

What age is this, technology is getting more and more advanced day by day, not to mention that other people don't believe in these things that gods and gods talk about, even I myself am skeptical.

My dad deliberately found a time to talk to me alone for a long time.

My dad spoke bitterly, but I couldn't listen to it, and finally my dad got angry and threw me a word.

"You've promised your grandfather that you should take this responsibility."

I sighed and nodded helplessly.

When I was fine, I closed the door, took out the worn-out book, and flipped through the pages as if I were on an errand.

Over the years, I have memorized everything in the book, but I have never used it.

When I graduated from college, just in time for the golden age of soaring housing prices, my family accidentally earned the first pot of gold in their lives.

It also happens that more than ten years ago, the East Outer Ring was still a cornfield, and when it was first developed, the housing prices were unbelievably low, and the price of off-plan housing was less than 1,000 yuan per square meter.

But the feng shui of that land is very bad, and there are many legends of evil sects among the people, but anyone with a little money on hand is reluctant to buy a house there.

But my mother didn't know which string was wrong, so she secretly bought an off-plan house there behind my father's back, and they quarreled a lot about it.

The house is very cheap, less than 100,000 yuan, but the developer of the land has not fulfilled its promise of three years of delivery, and the delivery date has been delayed again and again, and it has been delayed for more than ten years.

When my mom finally got the keys to that house, it was just in time for a golden age that I never dreamed of.

Housing prices have risen upwards, and before everyone can react, it has only been about two years, and it has risen to more than 10,000 yuan per square meter.

Now don't say that my dad is dumbfounded, even my mom can't believe it, she burns incense and kowtows in front of grandpa's portrait every day, saying that this is grandpa's ghost apparition.

She told me mysteriously, "The night before I bought the house, I dreamed of your grandfather, and he said that the purple qi came from the east, and you would soar in that place in the future." I didn't understand what it meant, and I thought maybe he asked me to buy a house in the eastern suburbs. ”

I couldn't cry or laugh, thinking that you were bold enough, and you didn't understand what it meant, so you dared to take out half of your life savings to buy a house with bad feng shui.

It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, my mother sold the house, 121 square meters, and made more than 1 million, and my family suddenly changed from a poor person to a small rich family.

Before I graduated, my mom kept talking about me going to the east to open a real estate agency.

Because she firmly believes that what her grandfather said to her in her dream is the direction of luck in my generation.

"Our family started from a house in the eastern suburbs, so you can start your life from there."

I don't care, I just messed around with a diploma when I went to college, my school was bad, my major was even worse, and I didn't expect to get a job with that diploma.

My mother set up a shop near the East Second Ring Road, cleaned up briefly, and I started my business.

Luckily, I came across an incredible time when even a pigsty without a roof could be sold casually, not to mention a serious property.

In a year or so, I earned more than 300,000 yuan.

My mom was proud, "My son is awesome, it seems that your grandfather is right, and this is your blessed land." Do a good job, Mom is waiting to enjoy happiness with you! ”

In fact, at that time, the competition in real estate agency was far less fierce than it is now, and I was quite idle every day.

The homeowner who has a house in hand will take the initiative to come to the door, I register them, take the key, and sit in the store every day and wait for the person who buys or rents to come to the door for consultation.

Most of the time I didn't have a house on hand, and the other real estate agents I worked with hung up "no listing" signs almost every day, and I had to sigh and turn away the money owners who were holding a lot of cash.

That's what it was like in the early days of my business, when I didn't even start selling murder houses.

The story begins many years ago when a customer came to my shop, and it can be said that he changed my fate for many years to come.

At about eight o'clock in the morning, I opened the roller shutter door as usual, and a man in his thirties hurriedly walked in.

"I have a house in my hand, I don't know if you want to take it."

I'm a little strange, these years I am only worried that there is no house, and there are still those who are worried that the house cannot be sold?

The man was a little mysterious, and he closed the door and leaned in close to me to lower his voice.

"I'm not going to hide it from you, this house ...... It's a bit of a problem. ”