"Really nice house."

He Shan stepped on the wooden floor, and the warm morning sun fell through the glass window, and the whole room was very beautiful.

This is quite a style of three bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms and one kitchen, two floors, which should be a single-family house for a family.

Fully furnished, the rooms have a good view of the sun and good ventilation.

"What do you think, sir?" The middle-aged woman followed behind He Shan step by step, from the first floor to the second floor.

"This room is occupied by the owner of the house who died before?" He Shan suddenly stopped and asked softly.

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, her face showed a little panic, but she quickly suppressed it, and pretended to be calm: "Yes, yes, this room is the room where the unfortunate young lady lived before." ”

"Understood." He Shan's voice came, and the middle-aged woman was ready for the other party not to rent, and when she heard the next sentence, her mood turned straight around.

"I rented this house, and I paid half a year's rent at a time?"

The middle-aged woman was a little stunned and froze in place.

"Ma'am?" He Shan's words woke her up.

"Oh, yes, pay half a year's rent at one time, sir, you can just go back to the store with me and sign a contract." The middle-aged woman hurriedly said.

The city of Pozval does not yet have a well-established household registration system, which is basically whoever says he is, then he is who he is.

Therefore, most of the things like renting a house rely on credibility.

If He Shan didn't mention Hull as soon as he entered the door, but asked about this house directly, I'm afraid that people wouldn't bring him here easily, and he would talk a lot about it, and even wonder how he knew that the house was being rented.

As for whether Hull will come to the door after renting the house, He Shan is not worried at all.

Hull only drank too much at the bar last night and said it loudly, and even if he came to it, He Shan also said that even the name of the bar could be reported at any time.

The middle-aged woman was obviously a little nervous by He Shan's sudden question just now, for fear that he would not rent, so she hurriedly returned to the store, and after signing the contract and collecting the money, she decisively handed over the key and quickly completed the transaction.

It's quick to say, but it's actually quite a toss, after He Shan finished it all, the time was almost noon, and he didn't have time to buy a set of clothes, so he hurried back to the church.

By the time he reached the door, Owen had fallen asleep leaning on the stone platform, his face still flushed and smiling, and scattered coins and lunch boxes were buckled on the floor.

He fell asleep forever.

When he saw the oracle, he thought that the good days were ahead, but he fell asleep quietly a moment before he was about to move into the Great House.

He Shan opened his mouth and slowed his steps, for fear that this would wake him up, and looked up at the statue of the goddess.

"I don't think you mind your followers sleeping in your own home."

He Shan muttered in a low voice, digging up a piece of land in front of the statue of the goddess with his telekinetic power, burying Owen, and the person who used the coffin counted on things like the body not being bad and coming back from the dead, but it is also a good thing to return to nature, dust to dust, and dust to earth.

I was terrible today, but when I got back to church, I was even worse.

He Shan locked up the church, and there is a high probability that no one will come here to clean it every day in the future.

The kind of single-minded desire to do something, and finally fell into the void, that little reserved thought has no one to say, even he will be a little angry.

……

"Mr. Barton, you're being found."

"Who's looking for me at this time?" Old Patton yawned, and basically no one looked for him in the morning and noon, after all, although he was ostensibly an intermediary who helped people introduce jobs, he was actually a human trafficker, and he also worked part-time to supply fresh blood to the gang.

Of course, in the eyes of most people, the elder Barton was still a gentle and kind old gentleman, who would not only lend money to some poor people, but also introduce jobs to everyone for free.

However, he also had his own rules, and everyone knew that old Barton usually received poor people to ask for help in the afternoon.

Now someone is looking for it at noon, and it is likely that it is an outsider who does not understand the rules.

Old Barton turned sideways to open the curtains, and when he saw the sturdy man standing at the door, the impatience on his face suddenly subsided, "Please let him in." ”

The housekeeper bowed to leave, he smiled and said in his heart: "This is a good seedling, it can be sold for a big price." ”

"I heard that the countess was looking for a capable young man, and I thought this was a good one......"

"Jingle bell~" The bell for entering the door rang, and Old Barton hurriedly straightened his clothes, checked his face and neck with a mirror to see if there were no kiss marks, and then hung up the sign's kind smile.

"Welcome, young man, what's the matter with Old Barton~"

"There's one thing I don't quite understand." He Shan looked at the old man in front of him who was kind on the surface but dirty in his heart, and said in a low tone.

"Sit down and eat together, and talk slowly." As soon as Old Barton stretched out his hand, the butler hurriedly stepped forward to pull out the chair, soaked the tableware and plates in a basin filled with clean water, wiped off the water with a clean towel, and placed them in a proper manner.

He Shan was also not polite, and sat down, "Why do good people always have no good reward, but wicked people can live happily in the sun?" ”

"Well, Old Barton believes that good people will always meet good things, and a small help can change a person's life, and the important thing is not the return, but the sincere emotion." "That's why I've been working hard to do something for the toiling masses." ”

"Really?" He Shan'an quietly listened to Old Barton's inner ridicule of what he said, and agreed with the question he asked just now at the end, and then spoke: "Then, Old Barton, have you never done anything against your conscience?" ”

Old Barton was silent for a while, sighed leisurely, and said gloomily: "Hey, after living all my life, how can I say that I haven't done anything wrong, but I was ignorant when I was young, and I regretted it later, and now I do something without asking for anything in return." ”

Good guy, I made my character quite concrete, if I didn't hear your heart, I would have believed it.

He Shan resisted the urge to kill him directly, paused, and asked, "Then, is there anything you want to say about Erwin?" ”

"Erwin? Who are you talking about? Sorry, I never knew Erwin. Old Patton's face was calm, and he even raised his glass apologetically.

The butler, who had been standing behind He Shan, saw this action, his face showed a fierce light, his palm turned over, and a dagger shook off from his cuff.

"Boom!"

There was a dull sound of landing, and the butler lost his breath.

"I advise you not to make small moves." He Shan grabbed the knife and rolled it around in his hand, "I'll ask you one more question now, what do you think makes this city so filthy?" ”

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