When I took the blanket in my hand, I was stunned and poured out all the contents of the blanket.

It contains the Heavenly Official Seal and the charm, and now they are a drag on me.

Turning around, I put something like red rope in the room.

These are all things from the folk magic institute, and it is estimated that they will definitely be used tonight.

After saying hello to Uncle Ya, I hurried out the door.

This place is quite close to me, and it is only a 10-minute walk.

Ming Wah Street is a typical old town, with self-built buildings of different heights lined on both sides of the road.

The narrow intersection is a slightly noisy market, where fish and vegetable sellers shout incessantly, and electric vehicles and pedestrians rub shoulders against each other.

It's a little less bustling, but it's a little more fireworks.

I didn't usually come here before, but now that I look at it, I feel comfortable.

Indeed, as Liang Hai said, as soon as I arrived on the street of Ming Wah Street, I could see a huge red roof.

This house is not small!

I walked sideways through the crowd, bypassing the bustling crowd, and the red mansion completely appeared in front of me.

I stared at it for a while, and then looked back at the other end of Minghua Road, and suddenly felt a little weird.

The location I passed by just now can be described as full of people, and the stalls between the vendors are close together, and there is not even a space for them.

In the vicinity of the house, a large blank space was exposed, but no one stepped forward.

It's obviously the same street, but the scenery at both ends is very different.

It seems that this house should be regarded as famous.

Not far from me, there was a fruit stand, and I walked up to it, picked up a few apples and weighed them.

The stall owner had a smile on his face: "Nine yuan six, you can give nine yuan."

"Inquire about something, brother." While giving the money, I asked, "Who used to live in this house?"

The vendor was still smiling in the last second, but when he heard my words, his face changed suddenly.

"Are you still buying it?"

He changed his face a bit quickly, and before I could react, he had already put the apple back in the stall.

And the money I just gave him was thrown back.

"Go, go, don't sell it!"

Good guy, don't you just ask? As for this?

I put the money away with some displeasure, and when I turned around, I heard him mutter.

"*** bad luck!"

After that, he could not hear what he was saying.

However, this makes me even more curious, what kind of house is it that people dare not mention.

I tried asking a few more people, and the results were pretty much the same.

The one with a better attitude just drove me away, and the eldest brother who sold meat next to him almost slashed me with a knife.

I hung up my coat and turned around and walked towards the house.

The gate is about five meters high and three meters wide, almost close to a square, and from a distance, it looks more like a 'mouth' character.

This is called the Quartet entering the treasure gate, and the Lord is wealthy.

The vermilion pillars on both sides are one section higher than the eaves, which means "getting ahead", which is a blessing for future generations.

Obviously, the layout of the entire house has been carefully tuned by Mr. Feng Shui.

In this way, the former owner here should be more than just a rich man.

The door of the house was not locked, and with a slight effort, half of the door had been pushed open.

When I entered the door, I was greeted by a screen.

It's just that the evil eagle painted on the screen catches the rabbit, and the weeds around it have reached half a human height.

This kind of crampedness revealed in the desolation is really uncomfortable.

According to normal feng shui, most of the paintings hung at home are mainly landscapes, and there will be no birds of prey and beasts.

Spare the screen, in front of you is a layout close to the courtyard, the main house sits in the north and faces south, and the wings on both sides correspond to each other.

I took my coat and walked inside.

I didn't focus on the bedroom, I aimed at the kitchen.

The kitchen is still in its most primitive state, and the stove in the muddy city has long since cracked.

The scattered firewood was scattered all over the ground, and the dead branches creaked as I stepped on.

I pulled out a few things from my bag and prepared to start a fire.

However, the moment my hand touched the lid, I felt a warmth!

I thought I was feeling wrong, and I put my hand on it again.

I'm sure it's hot!

I suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing, and there were still people in this house!