midday

Zhao Fu,

The white building, modeled after the Westerners' building, is four stories high.

Upstairs, there are flower flags planted in the wind.

At the entrance are two policemen wearing police uniforms and carrying guns.

Stand upright and motionless.

Mao Jian walked over, and after saying hello, he called Zhang Wen to enter the Zhao Mansion together.

"It's magnificent."

After Zhang Wen entered the door, he turned his head left and right, and found that his house in Renjia Town was so "shabby" compared with here.

"Feng Shui Value: 1910"

"The Anointed Land"

Even in feng shui, it is 210 points higher than Zhang Wenjia's feng shui!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry~"

A middle-aged man came over with his fists in his fists and apologized as he walked: "Our master is busy with business, and Mrs. Wanzhen went to the Shuntian Theater to listen to the boss singing." ”

"Butler, out of the way." Mao Jian greeted him with a smile.

Martial arts are inferior to spears, and spells are inferior to cannons, which is one of the reasons for the decline of the way of cultivation.

"Who is this?" The housekeeper looked at Zhang Wen.

Zhang Wen looks young, but the housekeeper does not dare to underestimate him, Mao Jian, who has lived for more than two hundred years, stands in front of him, judging people by their appearance and offending the real masters.

"In the next Zhang Wen, I know some skills to subdue demons and eliminate demons." Zhang Wen said.

In the housekeeper's confused gaze, he said: "I also know how to interpret dreams, ward off evil spirits, and feng shui." ”

"Oh!" The butler suddenly realized.

No one believes in the demonic theory, but there are many people who believe in metaphysical dream interpretation, feng shui, and faith.

The housekeeper invited the two into the living room to rest and sent someone to bring tea.

Zhang Wen picked up the teacup, but Mao Jian was unmoved.

He was afraid that this cup of tea would involve a life, whether it was a worm or something else, it would damage his cultivation.

"Please wait a moment, Mrs. Wanjun will be back soon."

With that, the butler left.

Zhang Wen asked, "Master Mao, do you know this Boss Cha?" ”

"Boss Cha? I only heard his name, but I didn't see him. Mao Jian said: "It is said that it is a singing opera with a tightrope, which can fly to the sky and the earth, which is very ornamental." ”

Zhang Wen nodded.

After a while, the sound of high-heeled shoes "stepped on", and a beautiful figure appeared in Zhang Wen's eyes.

Puffy dress, corset, large lace visor.

The deep red lipstick is smeared on the small mouth, and it looks like a heavily colored oil painting.

"Master Mao." The person said coquettishly: "You are finally here~, people had nightmares again last night, when can you help others solve it?" ”

Mao Jian smiled dryly: "Mao invited a fellow Taoist, Zhang Daoyou." ”

Cultivating the Tao of Immortality, not only abstaining from meat and killing, but also abstaining from alcohol and sex, is more cumbersome and troublesome than a monk, and the slightest carelessness will reduce your life.

"Master Zhang?"

She turned to look at Zhang Wen.

Zhang Wen stood up and directly used the identification technique.

"Chen Wanzhen (mortal), status: cursed, evaluation: a woman with no power to restrain the chicken, with a clever mouth, pajamas Zhao Liren."

The moment the fourth aunt touched Zhang Wen's eyes, she felt that she was completely seen through, as if she was standing in front of Zhang Wen in a big shape without clothes, and her face was hot.

Zhang Wen glanced at the other party's seductive red lips a few times and asked, "Madam, can you take me to your bedroom to have a look?" ”

"Bedroom?" The fourth aunt is too Wanzhen and is not pretentious: "Please here." ”

Mao Jian got up and said, "Madam, Zhang Daoyou, I still have some things to take care of, so I will leave first." ”

The fourth aunt got Zhang Wen's help, so she naturally let Mao Jian go, Mao Jian was busy for a few days without results, if it weren't for the title of "old fairy", the fourth aunt let Zhao Liren arrest him too early.

on the road

The fourth aunt introduced: "Our lord has three aunts, the eldest lady does not live in the Zhao Mansion, but does business outside, the Zhao Mansion does not have much anything, but there are many houses, and I live far away with the two of them, and rarely interact." ”

She stopped and said, "I heard that the second aunt is too much to learn from the wizards of Nanyang to raise little ghosts, master...... Was it her hand? ”

"Everything has to be seen in the bedroom first." Zhang Wen said.

The fourth aunt's yard is full of flowers and plants.

There was a maid with braids, bowing her head and trimming the branches, and after finding that the fourth aunt came back with Zhang Wen, the maid was a little curious, but she only said hello and shouted to the fourth aunt.

"That's where I usually sleep."

The fourth aunt pushed open the door, and a rich fragrance came to her nose.

Zhang Wen stood at the door and looked at it a few times, shook his head and said, "It's normal." ”

The little maid who was pruning the branches just now ran over and said, "Fourth aunt, the master is back!" ”

"What, the lord is back!"

The fourth aunt stepped on her high heels and twisted her ass and walked a few steps, but soon she stopped again: "Master Zhang, that..."

"I'll stay here and see." Zhang Wen said.

"That's good...... Xiaohuan, take care of Master Zhang. The fourth aunt waved her hand, twisted her hips and walked away quickly.

"Master Zhang, what do you command?" The maid Xiaohuan asked.

"Take me around this yard."

"Okay."

Xiaohuan led Zhang Wen out of the fourth aunt's room,

Walk through the garden to the backyard.

An old woman was sitting in front of a wooden basin and washing clothes.

When the old woman saw Zhang Wen, she raised her face, glanced at Zhang Wen with lifeless eyes, and then lowered her head again.

Xiaohuan hurriedly walked over with Zhang Wen, and when there was no one around, he whispered: "That's Yuan Po, people are very weird." ”

"The ladies of the Zhao Mansion all live separately?" Zhang Wen asked.

"Hmm." Xiaohuan nodded: "It's all separated, the ladies don't affect each other, each has its own way, there are also a few servants in the courtyard, the master just married the fourth aunt, so there are the least people in this courtyard." ”

As I walked, there was a smell of chicken manure in front of me.

Xiaohuan explained: "The fourth aunt likes to drink chicken soup too much, and sometimes she has to drink it in the middle of the night, and Uncle Liu often gets up at night to kill chickens. ”

Next to the chicken pen is a hut.

The lame white-haired old man saw it and smiled and nodded to Zhang Wen and Xiaohuan.

"Uncle Liu is very good." Xiaohuan said.

"Who is this?" A muffled voice came from the side.

The man with a big waist and a round waist and a shiny body stood up from the chicken pen, just now he bent down to catch the chicken, and Xiaohuan didn't see him.

"This is a distinguished guest invited by the fourth aunt." Xiaohuan explained: "Master Zhang. ”

"Master?" The man looked Zhang Wen up and down, and made a disdainful sound of "sneer": "This is the backyard of the fourth aunt, bring idle people in for a walk, if something happens, beware of you being sold to the kiln." ”

Zhang Wen commented in his heart: "People are very reckless and a little fierce. ”

When he turned his head, he found that Xiaohuan's face had changed color slightly, and he was a little frightened.

Xiaohuan answered, bowed his head and left in a hurry with Zhang Wen.

Leaving the backyard, Xiaohuan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "His name is Yang Long, he is the chef of the hotel, and the fourth aunt likes to eat the dishes he cooks so much, so the master paid a high price to dig him up." ”

"You go get busy first." Zhang Wen said: "I'll sit here in the flower garden for a while. ”

"Hey!" Xiaohuan nodded, walked to the other end and continued to build the flower branch.

"Except for the fourth aunt, there are only four people in the whole yard, the maid Xiaohuan, the miscellaneous mother-in-law, Uncle Liu who raises chickens, and Yang Long, the cook." Zhang Wen looked at the flower garden and thought.

"The fourth aunt is too cursed by casting magic, and the problem is likely to appear in these people."