The matter went through the normal process and was treated as accidental death.

Huang Mao's family rushed over early the next morning, sadness was inevitable, and life had to go on.

The contents of the store have been emptied, and the house is about to be put up for sale.

Su Yu drank hot tea and saw the intermediary and the family bargaining outside through the window.

The intermediary bargaining will not be overly suppressed, and a comprehensive evaluation will be given based on the geographical location and the housing price market around the shop.

But there have been people in the house, and they are people who have died horizontally, and I am afraid that this house price will be pressed again and again.

Sure enough, as he turned around at the end, the intermediary's face was full of smiles and he was walking towards his house.

Su Yu had already guessed his intention.

There was a knock on the door, and the agent entered the house apologetically.

"Hello handsome guy, I am Xinchen Real Estate Company, my surname is Jiang, your surname?" The man surnamed Jiang took the initiative to reach out and shake Su Yu's hand.

"Don't give your surname Su." Su Yu pointed to the opposite side and smiled politely.

The man surnamed Jiang sat down and sighed: "I'll just say it straight, you also heard about the death of the person next door last night, Brother Su?" ”

Su Yu held the teacup and said truthfully: "I reported the case." ”

The man's face changed slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "I heard that you were scared to death?" ”

"Do you want me to tell you more about it?"

The man hurriedly waved his hand, he was not here to listen to the story.

"Brother Su, in fact, I came here to ask you for help, you also know that this place is remote, and it is too difficult for commercial houses to be sold here, so I can only keep the price as low as possible, but if people know that this house has died, I am afraid it will be even more difficult to sell."

Seeing that Su Yu didn't react, the man took out his wallet from his pocket, pointed out five and put them on the table, and whispered: "Although the money is not much, it is also a heart, so I should invite Brother Su to tea, and I hope that Brother Su will not publicize the matter of the dead man." ”

Su Yu didn't touch the money on the table, but asked, "How much is the house going to sell?" ”

"350,000." The man said sincerely.

"On this street, don't say that it is a dead house, and the brand-new rough house is now priceless, and I will tell you the truth, if the price is right, I want this house." Su Yu looked at the man with a smile and said.

Since the prince left, Swallowing Ling was extremely arrogant, and took his newly acquired younger brother to occupy half of the family's river, not to mention the fact that he directly occupied the bedroom, one person and one can from opening his eyes to playing until dark, Su Yu simply gave up the bedroom directly and rested on the sofa every day.

If you buy the next door and open it up, the space of the house can be much more spacious, and there are more places to rest.

And Su Yu has also made some plans for himself, and he has half a year to graduate from college, so he can't sit all the time, and if the two stores are merged together, he can open a store and make a living.

After hearing this, the man patted his thigh and said, "That's great, since Brother Su is interested, then I will also pay you a reserve price, 330,000." ”

Su Yu looked out the window, shook his head and said, "You shouldn't have signed the agreement yet, I think it's more convenient for me to go directly to the person next door." ”

The man hurriedly got up and stopped Su Yu, and said with a smile: "It's still negotiable, the price is negotiated." ”

"On top of the price you negotiated with the landlord, I will give you another 5,000, and you can do me a favor." Su Yu took out the identity information of the prince and handed it over.

"The other person is not in the country, the house is in his name, and I will pay the intermediary fee." Su Yu said his conditions.

Although the prince left himself a large amount of money, he still felt a little reluctant to use his money to buy a house in his own name.

The man's face ached, and after a long time, he made up his mind and said, "That's it, I can help you do things, but the payment method must be settled at one time." ”

Before the man entered the door, he couldn't have imagined that a set of murderous mansions would be sold in less than ten minutes, breaking the company's transaction record.

Su Yu was in a good mood, and bought a set of murderous houses that others avoided at a low price.

When I finished paying and going through some related procedures, it was dark again.

Su Yu nested on the sofa reading a book, and in addition to the sound of frantically slapping the handle in the bedroom, it was the screaming and scolding of the spirit.

Su Yu sighed in his heart, the magic of the game is really too huge, Li Tiandou is a child who is inevitably addicted, and the old thing that swallows the spirit for more than a hundred years is even more addicted than Li Tiandou.

Thinking about it, Li Tiandou is seven years old this year, and he has reached the legal age of enrollment, and he is afraid that he will be a father and a mother again when he is sent to school in the second half of the year.

Su Yu had a headache, cultivating, catching ghosts, going to school, and then taking care of others going to school, plus the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea at home, the burden on his shoulders was getting heavier and heavier.

"Zizi."

The lights in the living room flickered twice and went out completely, and the room was plunged into total darkness.

The bedroom door slammed open, and the devouring spirit was like a boiling kettle, the lid tumbling up and down.

Li Tiandou next to him sighed and walked out.

Swallowing Soul is moving to correct the problems in Li Tiandou's game with emotion and reason.

Li Tiandou humbly accepted its teachings.

Su Yu looked at them funny.

"Boy, there's a power outage?" Soul Swallower asked.

"As you can see." Su Yu closed the book and came to the window, it was pitch black outside, even the street lights were extinguished, it seemed that it was a large-scale line repair.

"No matter how you say that there is a power outage, there is no notice!" Soul Swallower said depressedly.

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door.

"It's not coming." Su Yu opened the door.

Except for the cool breeze blowing in, there was nothing in front of the door.

Su Yuhu looked around suspiciously, not to mention that it was a human figure, not even a ghost.

"Knock knock." The sound of the door just closing sounded again.

"It's endless!" Su Yu was furious, and opened the door suddenly, but there was still no one.

There was also a lap in the window of the living room, and just under the nose of the Swallowing Spirit, a paper figure with a braided hat stood outside the window.

The Spirit Swallower looked at it condescendingly and indifferently, as if he were looking at a mortal man.

"Oh, the prey came to the hunter's house, I see that you are going to the toilet to light the lamp, looking for death!" Swallowing Spirit sneered and said, "Boy, don't do it this time, leave it to me!" ”

"Damn, come as soon as you come, dare to cut off my electricity, don't beat you out of the, I'll have your surname paper!" The Spirit Swallower roared, "Boy, open the door and let me go!" ”

Su Yu opened the door through a crack, and the figure of the Spirit Swallowing flew out impatiently.

The Spirit Devouring Spirit under the rage even Su Yu had to avoid his edge, he didn't worry about the situation outside at all, and closed the door directly, after all, it was not easy to be a little hot in the house.

It's just that paper figures appeared on two nights in a row, is there such a big coincidence in the world?

"Jingle bells."

Su Yu took out his mobile phone, it was Zhao Mingrui's call.

As soon as he picked up the phone, Lao Zhao's voice came out.

"Su Yu! I saw paper figurines too! ”

Su Yu confirmed again, it was Zhao Mingrui, and he couldn't help but slander him for being so related to ghosts, and he couldn't leave him behind every time there was a situation.

"Old Zhao, where are you?"

"At home." Lao Zhao himself wants to cry without tears, he is unlucky.