After resting for a while, I opened all the doors and windows in the room and dispersed the pungent smell of burnt talismans and bones in the night.

Hearing Da Huang's words, I thought about it and just wanted to answer, I heard the sound of the security door being unlocked by the key. It is estimated that Uncle Yang is here, which is really early enough.

"Squeak~"

As the door opened, I saw Uncle Yang come in with an early meal. I walked to the entrance to the living room, shook my head from side to side to look at the ash on the floor, looked at yesterday's corpse, and then turned to us.

"Mr. Bai, this is ...... How is this? ”

"Well~ it's all done, the ghost was scattered by us, and from now on, you won't be bothered by him." I said lightly.

I saw that Uncle Yang's eyes were red, and his head was lowered for a long time.

"Come, eat breakfast, hemp leaves and mixed soup"

This is the name of Shanxi, Beijing calls hemp leaves fried dough sticks, and mixed soup is called pimple soup.

Da Huang and the rat took the food from Uncle Yang's hand one after another, and ate it with a sigh, after a night of fighting, they were very tired.

"Sir, this is for you."

Uncle Yang took out two thick stacks of things wrapped in newspaper from the red plastic bag in his hand.

"That's 200,000!"

Da Huang's eyes lit up, and he glanced at the money and lowered his head to eat.

I motioned for the rat to take it, and it was also our deserve to take people's money and people to eliminate disasters.

"Uncle Yang, the soul has disappeared, and the corpse has become a pile of bones, you can find a way to deal with it, in this state, there is no need to pay attention to feng shui, if you are willing to live in the house, it doesn't matter, if you don't want to, sell it, it's up to you."

"Well, I'll take care of it."

Uncle Yang agreed softly, and continued.

"The landlord who sold me the house can't get through to the phone, I'm afraid I won't be able to find him anymore."

"It doesn't matter, he didn't mean to harm you, it's just that you're unlucky, just be careful in the future."

After a few more greetings with Uncle Yang, we finished eating breakfast and stepped on the return train, although it was very sleepy, it was not as comfortable as at home.

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