The lights were on, but it looked dim. The layout of the room is the same as No. 66 where Lin Yulan lives, but the owner has not done any decoration. Even the very ordinary incandescent light bulb was probably a gift when the property was handed over, so the light emitted was faint and dim. The walls are still a faint cement color, and Gao Xin, as a senior intermediary, couldn't help but shake his head and sigh when he saw this situation. A good house, without decoration or tidying, is simply a waste of resources.

It's strange to say that this kind of rough house with broken windows is actually rented? And still so much? Gao Xin glanced around with his eyes, there were five people in the room, plus the old man who brought them in, there were six in total. On a fabric sofa with black flowers on a yellow background, three people are leaning side by side. There are two chairs at each end of the sofa, and the chairs seem to be the same as they were twenty years ago, with high backs, red lacquer, and solid wood.

The three people on the sofa, two men and one woman, opened their eyes and sat down when they heard the call.

The two men looked like they were in their forties, one had a dark complexion, round eyes and a wide mouth, and a high nose. The other has very white skin, eyes as small as black beans, a nose like a purple-skinned little garlic, and a mouth and chin that are pointy. This kind of appearance seems to be an emetic, which makes people can't help but feel nauseous. The same thing is that both of them have the same hairstyle and wear white Chinese suits, like the kind of coarse homespun cloth. It looks as if he has just returned from Tai Chi in the square.

The lady was much more normal than the two, and looked to be seventy or eighty years old, with silver hair and a high bun. However, this grandmother's appearance is not fierce, her face is full of wrinkles, her eyes are also very bright, and she seems to be a little kind. However, it is not necessarily, there are still hypocrites after all. This lady is actually wearing a cheongsam embroidered with pink flowers, and her overall temperament is excellent, and you can guess that she must have been a big beauty when she was young.

The three of them stared at Gao Xin and Zen Jing who came in at the same time, and Gao Xin flinched his gaze and looked at the two chairs. Sitting in the chairs were two children, about eleven or twelve years old. On the left is a boy, on the right is a girl. The two children are delicate and cute, the boy has a very short hairstyle, and the girl has a ponytail and a cute pink hairpin. The two children were dressed differently than the others, each wearing shorts and shorts and floral skirts, and they didn't bother to look at the two people who entered.

Because in front of them was a TV cabinet with a small LCD TV, and the two children were watching their favorite programs intently. Gao Xin glanced at it curiously, it was a zombie movie playing on the TV, and the two children were still watching it with relish.

Next, the old man who ushered them in pointed to a few people on the couch.

"Let me introduce you, this is my wife, what about these two...... It's my friend. And these two little guys are ......."

"It must be your grandson."

Zen Jing interrupted the old man's words.

"I picked it up on the road."

The old man shook his head and replied like this.

Gao Xin's heart fluttered suddenly, and the atmosphere here suddenly made him feel very uncomfortable. If the old woman is a good match for this husband and wife, then these two are his friends also said in the past. It's just that...... It's a bit unreasonable for these two children to be picked up, why didn't he call the police? Such a seemingly poor family actually took in two children?

Zen Jing also pondered for a moment, and he probably sensed something abnormal. It's just that his Dao skills are still shallow, and if the people in this room are really different, he can't see it at a glance, just by suspicion. The last time I met a ghost driver on the road, it was because the ghost had just passed away for a few months, and he got rid of the crooked beating.

Gao Xin's footsteps were already quietly retreating, and at this time, a cold wind came in from the broken glass window. Under the effect of the wind, the TV set in front of the two children, together with the seemingly thick TV cabinet underneath, shook several times. At this time, the girl shouted angrily: "Nasty wind! Almost blew my TV off! ”

This gust of wind is only four or five at most, not to mention that it is in a room in the plains, and it can blow the TV to the ground? Why is this so unbelievable? Unless the TV is paper-paste.

"Ahh No way? ”

Thinking of this, Gao Xin took a few steps back. At this time, a person stood at the staircase on the second floor and looked down.

"Sir, please come up when the guests arrive."

The man shouted downstairs.

"Okay, right away."

The old man downstairs answered.

Gao Xin inadvertently looked up and saw the one upstairs, and he immediately turned pale with fright, trembling and turning back with difficulty. Gao Xin didn't dare to look back anymore, forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, and rushed over to open the door with all his strength.