readx; Chapter 16: Strangeness in the House

Ye Feng and Wu Bo quietly came to the center of the street, the dilapidated ancient house, paying attention to the surrounding situation and quietly observing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

How can the terrain here be haunted, Ye Feng is not confused at all, this is the center of the street facing people on all sides, masculine and impossible, it is impossible to be haunted, and then look at the environment, the gate faces east, indicating that it is rich and noble, and the two stone lions at the door can be said to have stopped all kinds of disasters, this kind of thing should not happen, this matter is strange.

I definitely couldn't see the result outside, so I didn't go in to take a look: "Uncle Wu, let's go in and have a look." Ye Feng said

"Okay, go this way." Uncle Wu brought Ye Feng into the mansion, and seeing that Uncle Wu was so familiar with the terrain, Ye Feng asked differently: "Uncle Wu, why are you so familiar with this place, it seems to be like your own home."

Uncle Wu's figure paused, turned around and looked at Ye Feng, and then continued to walk and said, "Ah...... This used to ...... I'm a subordinate here. ”

Ye Feng hurriedly apologized when he heard this: "Uncle Wu, I didn't mean to inquire about your past." Ye Feng was full of apologies, but there was a hint of suspicion, I heard that no one survived here, how could Uncle Wu live well, Ye Feng was puzzled.

"Here it is." Uncle Wu took Ye Feng to the courtyard of the mansion and said.

Ye Feng looked at it and said, "There is a lot of aura everywhere, and when you go to the mansion like this, it seems that this family has invited the master to calculate."

Uncle Wu said at this time: "Ye Feng, it is true that the family invited a master to look at the feng shui layout at the beginning, and the wind and rain were smooth at the beginning, and the wealth was rolling in because suddenly they died on the night of ten years ago, and I was the only one who escaped at that time." After Uncle Wu finished speaking, he wiped his forehead, cold sweat was dripping on his face, and he looked frightened and afraid of something.

Ye Feng pinched his fingers and closed his eyes to silently recite the heart-clearing mantra to help Uncle Wu settle down.

Ye Feng asked Uncle Wu to sit on the stone bench next to him to rest, looking for clues by himself, hoping to find something.

Ye Feng pushed open the broken door, groping for the darkness inside, Ye Feng lit the oil lamp on the table, and carried the oil lamp into the room, the oil lamp flashed faintly.

"Well, what's going on with the layout here, people who usually look at feng shui will tell them," Ye Feng said as he looked at the layout of the hall.

The layout of the hall is obviously a soul gathering array, and it is also a superior place for cultivating evil ghosts.

Ye Feng left the hall and quickly went to the various rooms to check, and the result was that the layout was all changed, it seemed that the family had offended someone, that person wanted to kill them, and even used such a vicious array. Ye Feng shook his head and sighed: "Alas, I have done a lot of evil, and I can't complain about others."

Ye Feng continued to grope around, and came to the study without paying attention, covered his nose and pushed the door, fanning the dust. Inspecting inside, Ye Feng picked up the graphite on the desk and looked at it, then clapped his hands and put it down, and exclaimed: "It is worthy of a big family, and even graphite is the best Yunshan stone." Yunshan stone is taken in Yunshan above an altitude of one thousand meters, extremely rare, a mountain produces dozens of catties, it can be said to be extremely rare, and with it to write, can ensure that the handwriting does not fade for thousands of years, deeply loved by everyone. Each catty can buy 200,000 yuan, Yunshan stone is not something that can be bought casually, it must be obtained through many relationships, and there are at least four catties more than enough to see this fast.

After Ye Feng touched the things in the house, his heart was full of shocks to the rich man, the things in this house add up to an estimated number of millions of lower grade spars, Ye Feng has no spars at all now, he can't afford to use these things, generally gold and silver, the most important thing is that he doesn't even have a copper boy now. The hedron ratio is.

A tael of silver is worth a pound of gold

A hundred catties of gold is better than a piece of low-grade spar

A hundred lower grade spars are better than a medium grade spar

Ten medium-grade spars are better than one high-grade spar

The best spar is the rarest, no one is willing to buy anything at all, the best spar they are only used for cultivation and growth of power cultivation, even if there are not many overlords on this hegemonic side, except for some long-handed sects, there is a certain accumulation, they will not waste, generally use the best spar is in the freshman competition and sect assessment and the daily resources of a series of staff of the elders of this faction, and there is no other disciple column.

Ye Feng is happy now, so much money When the time comes, Huashan will definitely be able to shock the audience, the more Ye Feng thinks about it, the more he puts his heart in it, and he puts things into the ring while laughing, "Hey, what is this." Ye Feng looked at the inconspicuous place and said, "How can there be red embroidered shoes in the study." And there were still a few drops of dried blood on the shoes, which had been for a certain number of years, and the dried blood glowed black.

Ye Feng took a look at it and threw it away, continued to pick up things, just threw away the shoes and suddenly moved, Ye Feng didn't notice it, he must have found it in normal times, how could he find it now immersed in money.

He rummaged through the wall paintings, hoping to take a few pieces out for auction, Ye Feng tore the paintings on the wall, this painting painted a woman holding a Xiao in her hand, and she was slowly playing her demeanor so engrossed, Dansha red lips, and her white and tender little hands caressed Xiao Guan, as if enjoying it.

Ye Feng lamented: "Drunk and dreaming of death, falling into the red dust, why don't you find a family and be a housewife with a husband and children."

Ye Feng felt sad for her, how good it is for a beautiful woman to be my wife, Ye Feng looked yearning for Venus in his eyes.

When Ye Feng took the painting down, something like a woman's headband fell into Ye Feng's pocket, Ye Feng took it out and looked at it disapprerovingly, "Yo, it's made of jade, it's good, this should be worth a few high-grade spars." ”

Ye Feng is almost harvested, people must be shocked to see this situation, but unfortunately no one dares to come in. If only I knew that there was nothing here, alas......

After Ye Feng inquired, he also knew that there were some people who were not afraid of death coming in over the years, all of them had gone and never returned, and there was no news, and no one dared to come again in the future, which has always been a taboo for everyone.

Now it's okay, Ye Feng's strange thing is here, and some things don't dare to come out at all, so they can only let Ye Feng scrape it.

Ye Feng looked at Uncle Wu, who was still resting in place, and shouted, "Uncle Wu, let's go."

Uncle Wu heard someone telling him to turn around and look at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, have you dealt with it?" Uncle Wu asked.

Ye Feng touched his head embarrassedly and said, "I haven't figured out the situation yet, don't dare to do it, wait first, I will leave in a few days, you don't have to worry that I will take care of things before leaving."

Uncle Wu nodded and said, "That's good, that's good, Ye Feng is all up to you."

"Well, I will definitely do this well, it is the duty of our cultivators to subdue demons and eliminate demons." Ye Feng patted his chest,

Said proudly.

The two left the mansion and walked to Uncle Wu's house, a dilapidated grass hut, a yard surrounded by dead branches, and a few chickens were raised in it, this is the source of Uncle Wu's life, every day Uncle Wu had to take eggs to the market to exchange food, he lived alone, there was no burden, and his life was leisurely.