Chapter 37 Refund of the Money
It turned out that Ping An took a turn in the house, and his eyes were full of depression and gloom, coupled with the changes that Jixiang had just seen, he had a diaphragm in his heart, and both of them insisted on returning the silver.
But where is the silver so easy to return, the father and son have already discussed it when they burned the dry grass, and they said in a unified voice that when they were looking at the house, they didn't know why the house was on fire, they ran from the backyard to the front yard, and finally escaped.
The broker also hid in the crowd, and when he saw the old man Xiang and several people escaping in such a mess, he felt a little sad, and the twenty taels of silver earned a debt of conscience.
Jixiang's eyes were sharp, and he saw the broker hiding in the crowd at a glance, ran over quickly, grabbed the broker's arm, and shouted in panic: "There are really ghosts in this house, we don't want it, we want to return the silver." ”
The broker was caught by auspiciousness, and he couldn't run if he wanted to, this kid had too much strength, and everyone also saw the broker, and they all rolled their eyes at the broker in their hearts, bullying people didn't know that this was a murderous house, and they were black-hearted.
The broker also knew that he had to make his words clear at this time, otherwise he wouldn't be mixed up in this line of work in the future, so he said with a straight face: "This little brother, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, I told you at the time that this is a murderous house." ”
Ji Xiang was speechless, but the broker pulled them aside, specially told them that this was a murderous house, and asked them to think clearly, but Dad insisted on going his own way.
Seeing that Jixiang didn't speak, Ping An couldn't help but stand up and ask: "You told them that they were murderous houses, and there were dead people in the house, but did you tell them that this house is often haunted?" ”
Broker: "......"
This...... Not really.
"It's normal for people to die in the house, who of our houses here hasn't had anyone die in the house, but those are all normal deaths, and they all went to Elysium after death, but what about this house?"
The broker was speechless, he really didn't tell the old man, this house is often haunted, and the third watch in the middle of the night always makes messy sounds, and there are many shadows that cannot be seen clearly, otherwise the neighbor next door will not be frightened to move away.
"And this broker, have you told my family why the left and right neighbors of this house have moved away, and have you told my family what will happen to this house at night?"
Broker: "......"
"It's not been an hour since we bought this house, you see what we've become now, if you live in it, it's not full of corpses."
Ping'an's voice became serious, and the eyes that looked at the broker were like looking at a father-killing enemy, and the vicious eyes shot out of the eyes of a literati were really incongruous.
It was this incongruity that made the broker's heart feel cold, and his brain was completely distorted by Ping'an's words, in case the door was full of corpses......
The surrounding melon-eating crowd also nodded yes, it is still a blue sky and white day, people bought the house with real money, but it was less than an hour, so they escaped in embarrassment, if there were no evil ghosts in the house, no one would believe it.
The shopkeeper appeared by Ping'an's side and joined the ranks of denouncing the brokers, who could only raise their hands and agree to take the old man Xiang and them to return the silver, but it was not up to him whether the yamen was willing to return the silver.
The old man Xiang followed the broker to the previous courtyard, but the little brother in the green shirt knelt in front of the county man, and there were still traces of being beaten on his face.
"Say, who told you to sell that house?"
The little brother in green shirt felt aggrieved, and two years ago, he was staring at himself to sell the house, and the silver he got expanded the private treasury of the Yamen, but today the house was sold, but he was rewarded with two slaps.
At this time, the county had long forgotten the urgency of selling the house before, mainly because he was busy managing his own future, and he had long forgotten to pass on the instructions of others.
"Idiot, who did you sell it to, go and chase it back immediately, otherwise you will wait for the uncle's board."
The county lord kicked the little brother in the green shirt and scolded viciously.
The little brother in the green shirt ran out with a crawl, and the master pondered the wording and asked, "Master, is there anything special about this house?" ”
The county man shook his head and sighed: "What's so special about that ghost house, that is, someone brought a message to the county man, and that house was kept and not allowed to be shot." ”
The master understood, bowed to the county and said, "Master, go and take a look at the little one, and recover this house as soon as possible." ”
"Hmm......"
The county Cheng sat down tiredly, but his thoughts turned to the house, what was so good about that house, and why did that person want the county to keep it and not sell it.
The little brother in the green shirt returned to the yard with a red and swollen face, and met the old man Xiang standing outside the door waiting, excited as if he had met a long-lost relative, and hurriedly ran a few steps.
But he was stopped by the broker, whispered a few words in his ear, and the little brother in the green shirt was pleasantly surprised, and nodded again and again in agreement, retreat, return immediately, take the deed, and return the silver to you.
Shopkeeper Wang witnessed the old man Xiang lose the deed to the little brother in green shirts, and the look of fear that he couldn't avoid made Shopkeeper Wang shake his head in his heart, in the end, he was a poor family, and he couldn't stand half of the fright.
Seven hundred taels of silver returned to the hands of the old man Xiang, at this time, a stone in the heart of the rich and noble finally fell to the ground, and the hot potato was finally thrown out, hoping that the future would be safe.
Ping An saw that the house had retreated, and the stone in his heart had fallen to the ground, in the end, it was seven hundred taels of silver, which was a lot of silver, and eating and drinking spicy food every day could make the family spend more than ten or twenty years in peace.
Shopkeeper Wang hugged his fist at Old Man Xiang and said, "Brother is frightened, let's go, go to Buzhuang to sit for a while, drink a cup of tea and go to be frightened." ”
Old Man Xiang was indeed frightened, frightened and frightened, and in this life, he was only able to enjoy the treatment that he could enjoy with Fubao in his family.
Several people came to Buzhuang, and after sitting down, the shopkeeper Wang not only served them tea, but also thoughtfully asked the man to go to the dim sum shop to buy some dim sum, because he saw the traces of crying on Fu Bao's face.
Fu Bao pinched the osmanthus cake with two small hands and ate it with relish, it was fragrant and sweet, it was better than the flower dew, Fugui was distressed and hugged Fu Bao, and decided to buy the pastries in the dim sum shop back for Fu Bao to eat in the future.
Seeing that everyone's mood had calmed down, the shopkeeper Wang began to listen to what was going on in that house, and Jixiang wanted to speak, but was preempted by Ping'an:
"Shopkeeper, now I'm afraid, when I learned that my father and they bought a murderous house, I asked them to return the silver, but my father is still unwilling, seven hundred taels of silver can buy such a big house in the county, which is a big bargain."
Shopkeeper Wang nodded when he heard this, this is indeed a very attractive condition, and besides, the Xiang family only got two thousand taels of silver, and such a big house is only seven hundred taels, if it were him, he would also be tempted.