Chapter 20: Pregnant Women's Grievances (Part II)
There is a saying, don't ask about the future, but ask for the end without regrets.
But Fang Yi had already begun to regret it at a young ageβthe kind with a bit of despair, and couldn't extricate himself.
He didn't dare to imagine what could happen to him in the future.
After all, the rest of your life will have to deal with all kinds of evil spirits.
I'm afraid no one can easily accept this reality, it's too cruel.
"After these two days of adaptation, I think you should be able to accept the message I just said to you, although it is very abrupt, but it is still inevitable that it is destined, get used to it as soon as possible."
Wang Xueyingyu gently patted him on the shoulder.
"I won't let you go." Fang Yi hung his head and said dejectedly, "You deliberately didn't tell me anything, and you threw me into that fierce ghost apartment without defense, you want to scare me with those ghostly things and force me to compromise." β
Wang Xueying pouted playfully when she heard this, but she was noncommittal: "If you want to think so, it's okay." β
"But," she continued, "if I had told you all this in the first place, you would not have taken my word for it and turned around and left, in which case the apartment would have treated you as if you had rejected the invitation and killed you, and I had given you two days to understand and accept these supernatural phenomena for your own sake." β
"There are deep routines in the city." Fang Yi was speechless, "Anyway, I'm going to be able to get on your thief ship." β
"Nobody wants to be involved in this mess."
Wang Xueying said this, her beautiful face revealed a somewhat complicated look, she shook her head slightly, and put some unpleasant gray memories behind, and the next moment, she took out a quaint small wooden box from behind her and opened it in front of his eyes.
"What is this?"
Fang Yi asked, and in the small wooden box was quietly placed a token that seemed to be made of bronze, the size of a palm, and engraved with complex and exquisite patterns, simple and natural.
"The token of the underworld is now handed over to you."
Wang Xueying said and handed over a fruit knife, "You drip your blood on it, even if you sign a contract with this apartment, you will be the real Yin and Nether Ghost Division in the future." β
Can you refuse?
If you refuse, you will die on the spot, and you will have to be a slave after death.
The consequences of obedience, though also sinister, ...... It's a day to live one more day.
Fang Yi took the knife as if he was resigned, and directly wiped it on the stomach of his index finger, and the blood fell, dripping onto the bronze token.
An astonishing scene happened, and the bronze token was like a sponge, slowly absorbing his blood.
The next moment, in this enclosed space, there was suddenly a whistling yin wind swept in, and at the same time, it seemed to be faintly accompanied by a faint "whine" sound that flickered far and near, as if there were countless resentful spirits wailing and wailing, so frightened that Fang Yi jumped up from the swivel chair sofa.
Wang Xueying seemed to be accustomed to this, and her face was indifferent, and her face did not change.
Immediately afterwards, on the bronze token, two blood-red simple characters suddenly appeared: Fang Yi!
"Ahh
In the next moment, Fang Yi suddenly groaned in pain, and he felt a strong burning sensation suddenly coming from the back of his right hand, and subconsciously covered the back of his hand.
The burning sensation came and went quickly, and when Fang Yi realized that he was unharmed and let go of his hand, there was an extra black tattoo on the back of his hand that looked like a flame.
"This is the mark left to you by the Underworld, well, the contract between you has been reached," Wang Xueying said, "Although it is a bit strange to say this, I still want to congratulate you...... You've become a Netherworld, and if you're lucky, you'll be able to live forever! β
Fang Yi was not happy at all: "If there is really eternal life, how can there be a new Yin and Netherworld Ghost Division?" β
"You...... You're a real barb. Okay, no one has died in life since ancient times, look at the point, be happy. β
Wang Xueying patted him on the shoulder again, then took out an A4 piece of paper and a pen from behind him, handed it to Fang Yi, and said, "Na, this should be regarded as a little benefit to compensate you or subsidize you, my father paid for it." β
"What benefits?"
Fang Yi took the A4 paper with his bloodstained right hand and looked at it, and found that it was a "Real Estate Transfer Contract", and after a cursory sweep, the previous depression was suddenly swept away, and he looked at Wang Xueying in shock: "You want to transfer this apartment and all the land to me for nothing?" β
Oh my boy, that's a modern eighteen-story apartment building!
The cost must be tens of millions!
This has to be sold to people, and it can be sold for hundreds of millions casually.
Even if you don't sell it all at once, it must be excellent to keep it for speculation.
Say give it away?
"That's right." Wang Xueying's expression was as usual, and there was no pain in the slightest when she wanted to give up an industry worth hundreds of millions of dollars, "This is what my father meant, I'm afraid that your heart is unbalanced." My name and seal have been stamped, just your signature and handprint, it just so happens that you still have blood on your hands, so before you can do it, hurry up and sign and draw it. β
Fang Yi took the contract, suddenly howled, and roared at Wang Xueying in a gaffe: "Do you think you can compensate me with a haunted dilapidated building?" Yes? I've put my life on the line, have you asked my opinion! Tell you, don't say you're just a broken building, even ten buildings are not uncommon at all! You and your broken building are far away for me! You give me back my freedom and my well-being! β
"Or pay me back?" Wang Xueying reached out and took back the contract.
She was turning around and pretending to leave, but the next moment Fang Yi snatched the contract back, and then signed it and pressed her handprint at Wang Xueying's lightning speed.
It took him probably the least time to write his name.
"Hmph, you still have to charge some interest. Otherwise, it will be cheaper for you. β
Facing the stunned Wang Xueying, the iron-clad Fang held the contract in his arms like a treasure, "What about the real estate certificate and land use certificate, when will it be transferred to my name?" β
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On the way out of the apartment with the contract and the Netherworld token, Fang Yi still felt a little trance, as if he was in a daydream, and he seemed to be a little floating when he walked.
I got an apartment building in Hangjin City, where every inch of land is at a premium?
Directly upgraded to a billionaire!
Mom, you don't have to worry about my studies anymore!
They have all become billionaires, and they are still learning a ball!
But behind the ecstasy of suddenly getting rich, who can understand Fang Yi's fear of the future?
Becoming a Netherworld Ghost Division means that he will be running around collecting evil spirits for the sake of his apartment, and the danger factor is higher than any profession in the world.
I am afraid that once hundreds of millions of family fortunes are at my fingertips, they will fly overnight and die of misfortune.
It's embarrassing to have a life to take a life flower.
So on this day, Fang Yi was quite entangled.
Until the night that chooses people to devour like a giant beast of the wilderness quietly falls......
"Woooooooooo......oo I...... I'm dead...... It's miserable......"
At about eight o'clock, the red phone suddenly moved.
Fang Yixin sighed, clicked on his mobile phone and saw that this text message was completely different from any previous ones.
There was also a progress bar at the bottom of the screen:
Hello to the new generation of Yin and Ghost Division, No. 9527 Underworld Intelligence will serve you wholeheartedly. Reading user information and binding ......