"I told my dad that there had been deaths in the house here, but my dad didn't care at all, and then I told my dad that the original owner here did not die of natural causes, but killed people." Ping An took a sip of tea and said.

Shopkeeper Wang nodded, as long as the people who live in Xiangzhang County know this news, the old man Xiang doesn't know because they live in Xiangzhang Village.

"I also told my dad that this house would be haunted at night, and there was a time when there was a lot of commotion, otherwise the neighbors wouldn't have moved out," Ping An continued.

The shopkeeper Wang also nodded, but he couldn't say that this movement was caused by his host, they seemed to be looking for something in this house, and they couldn't find it justifiably, of course, using the rhetoric of haunting.

"And then?"

"Then I don't know why, the weeds around me suddenly burned, at first I didn't know, choked on the smoke only to find that the water had gone, we still wanted to put out the fire, but there was no water in the house, so we had to flee out.

But the house was so deep that even the weeds in the yard outside had gone out of the water, and we were scared, so we ......" Ping An said as he tugged at the cotton robe that had been burned in several places.

The shopkeeper was shocked, the weeds in that house were more than one person tall and dense, and if someone secretly made trouble, they would not be able to find out if they secretly set a fire.

But who is the person who set the fire, you must know that your owner has left since he got the hundred-year-old ginseng, and there has been no information back so far, so the person who set the fire is definitely not his own person.

The shopkeeper looked intently at Ping'an's eyes, he had known Ping'an for so many years, and from his eyes he could see whether this person was lying.

Then he looked at Jixiang, Jixiang was also a scared look, and even the facial expressions of the old man Xiang and Fugui were also very appropriate, with fear on their faces, and the peace of mind that the silver had finally returned.

Of course, except for Fu Bao, who was happily eating snacks in both hands, the satisfied little expression didn't look frightened at all, but it was a child under the age of one.

The shopkeeper Wang hid doubts in his heart, and was about to send a message to the owner, but on the surface, he comforted them quietly, and asked the man to bring a new cotton robe to Ping'an, a bookkeeper, wearing a burnt cotton robe like something.

Several people finally walked out of the cloth village under the appeasement of the shopkeeper Wang, and walked in the direction of the village, and even Ping'an was given two days off, which was the shopkeeper Wang's sympathy for his subordinates.

Grandma Xiang and her two daughters-in-law are making food at home, waiting for the old man and them to come back, and the sister-in-law is still full of longing, what kind of experience it will be for them to live in a house in the county.

The bison in the yard was already mooing, and when she heard this sound, Fugui's sister-in-law knew that Fu Bao had returned, and only when Fu Bao was about to get home, the cow would cry out happily.

What they didn't know was that it was because of the cry of the cow that the people who secretly followed them were scared away, otherwise if a word was missed, they didn't know whether it would be a blessing or a curse.

Grandma Xiang opened the courtyard door and looked out, and sure enough, Old Man Xiang came back with his three sons, but although their faces were wiped clean in the cloth village, the embarrassment on their bodies startled Grandma Xiang.

"This, is this a robbery or a drain?" Grandma Xiang asked anxiously.

"Mother, go into the house first, go back and talk about it." Jixiang saw that some villagers were walking in the direction of the foot of the mountain, and some people were looking in the direction of their homes, and hurriedly said.

"Hey, go in."

Grandma Xiang waited for them to enter the house, quickly closed the gate of the yard, led the bison back to the cowshed, and quickly returned to the house.

Old Man Xiang told him about buying the murderous house cheaply, of course, including the unprovoked water in the house, and their father and son finally escaped.

These words frightened Grandma Xiang so much that her face turned white, and Fugui's sister-in-law was the first to look at Fubao in Fugui's hand, and when she saw that Fubao didn't move, she hurriedly pounced: "Fugui, what's wrong with Fubao?" ”

Fugui "shh

When the rich sister-in-law saw that the girl still had the crumbs of osmanthus cake in her hand, she knew that the little girl should be full, no wonder she could sleep so soundly, if she was hungry, she would have already looked for what she wanted to eat.

"Dad, then you didn't buy a house today, did you?" The sister-in-law asked calmly.

"Well, take a break for half a month and then go and see, auspicious, you take advantage of this time to make an ox cart, peace, you will go back to Buzhuang tomorrow." Old Man Xiang took out the pole of the cigarette pouch, squinted his eyes and smoked.

Jixiang was stunned for a while, didn't they already buy the house over there in Qingshan Academy, why did Dad say that he would go and see it in half a month, could it be that Dad forgot.

Indeed, because of those gold and silver bricks, the old man did forget about the house, and when he recalled it, he simply didn't correct it.

Grandma Xiang clasped her hands together, and muttered Amitabha Buddha in her mouth, fortunately, the Buddha blessed, their Xiang family is free of disasters, otherwise when they move to this murderous house, I don't know what will happen.

The Xiang family is very silent today, especially the old man Xiang and Fugui, who always have boxes full of gold and silver bricks in their minds, as well as the peacock's head and green jade.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a curse for the family to have so much more money at once, but it is undeniable that the hearts of both father and son have calmed down, such a large sum of silver is enough for their family to live a good life.

Ji Xiang and Fu Fu cut down the tree at the foot of the mountain early the next morning, and then transported it back in a cart, and Ji Xiang began to move his hands according to the ox cart in the memory of his previous apprentice.

This old-fashioned ox cart is very simple, it is made of several plates, and with the addition of two wheels, it can become an ox cart that can sit people and carry goods.

But such an ox cart was too rudimentary, and Ji Xiang recalled the broker's carriage, and a wooden stool was added to the front of the ox cart, which is also behind the place where the driver sits.

This wooden stool is a bit complicated, and at first glance it is just a square stool, but the stool is connected to an ox cart and cannot be removed at all.

And the board on the top of the stool can be lifted up, and inside is a small space where you can store things, obviously, this small stool is completely prepared for Fubao.

They all now know that Fu Bao likes to eat sweet snacks, but the snacks are expensive, and if they buy too much, they will inevitably be suspected by the villagers.

But it's different to make such a small stool, the bought pastries can be placed inside, plus a lock, and no one can open the box.

When Jixiang hugged Fubao and asked her to try to sit on this stool, Grandma Xiang brought a freshly made soft cushion, and sure enough, the softly padded stool was much more comfortable to sit on.