“…… Gold recycling. ”

Lu Xuan stood in front of the store, holding his hands on his chest.

What is the first thing an alien does when he comes to the local area?

Of course, it's money.

For Lu Xuan, there are many ways to make money.

When he came to the door of the gold recycling shop, he pulled out the ball in the mouth of the stone lion at the door.

After casting a spell to turn stones into gold, Lu Xuan pinched the golden ball into small gold bars and swaggered in.

This is a local gold shop in Anseong, and although it is not a chain, it is not small in scale.

It was just after six o'clock in the morning, and the owner of the gold shop had just opened the door, and was yawning prostrately, when he saw a small pile of gold bars placed on the table.

Business is coming.

However, the two customers in front of me have a request.

It has to be cash.

The boss is a little confused, not to mention that mobile payment is popular now, even if it is put aside, the number of gold recycling is too much, and it is also going to go to the bank.

Lu Xuan said that I forgot my bank card.

The boss said that he understood that it was normal to forget to bring a bank card for such an important business.

Then you need to register your identity.

Lu Xuan said that I lost my identity talisman.

The boss thought that this was very reasonable and logical, so he registered him with his own talisman and went through the procedure.

Fortunately, the regular store is also self-opened, and there are cash reserves.

The boss took a cloth bag for the two customers, filled it with 100,000 yuan in bills, and watched the two leave.

After Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu left.

The gold shop owner frowned.

How do you feel that something is wrong?

If you think about it, there's nothing unreasonable.

The gentleman just now was so dignified, and he exuded a trusting temperament all over his body, thousands of times more holy than the Buddha in the temple, the Virgin in the church, and the old gods in the Taoist temple.

The words spoken by this kind of person must be the proverbs of awakening the world, the truth of governing the world, and they are more reliable than the combined kings and teachers of heaven and earth.

What reason do you have not to believe him?

The gold shop owner thought firmly.

………………

Carrying a bag and walking on the road.

Cheng Lingzhu looked at Lu Xuan with a ghost-like look.

"You used the Mind Trick?"

Cheng Lingzhu asked.

"No?"

Lu Xuan had a righteous face, "How could I use this kind of spell to bully mortals?" ”

It's obviously a passive effect of the Daoyan Immortal Sutra...... Lu Xuan thought to himself.

Dao Yan Sect Ancestor Master, a thousand-faced spy, a legend in the undercover world, the first two and five boys in the Cangyuan realm......

can steal teachers and learn art under the noses of all kinds of powers, in addition to luck and operation, the founder of the mountain relies on the temperament of sanctimoniousness.

In simple terms.

If you compare cultivation to a game, and compare cultivation to a point attribute.

When other monks have mana, stamina, and soul power.

Master Zu added all his attribute points to the charm.

Correspondingly, after attaining enlightenment, he wrote his cultivation experience into the "Stealing the Immortal Sutra".

Thief refers to his ability to steal heaven and earth.

Masking, refers to his natural disguise.

Anyone who sees him, the first feeling is that Master Zu is a very good person, he admires him very much, and he naturally makes people close.

As an excellent descendant of the Daoyan Sect.

Lu Xuan has studied the "Daoyan Immortal Sutra" very deeply, and has worked hard.

So when he stood in front of the owner of the gold shop, the boss would be like being given a halo of reducing intelligence.

This is not hypnosis, Lu Xuan is a serious person.

"Why haven't you told me before?"

Cheng Lingzhu asked.

"You used to ...... I didn't ask. ”

Lu Xuan blinked.

"Wait...... When we first met, did you use this secret technique on me? ”

Cheng Lingzhu's face was suspicious.

"How is that possible?"

Lu Xuan was awe-inspiring.

A holiness and aura spread out, making his whole person look very reliable:

"I never lie."

Cheng Lingzhu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

Although she couldn't catch the evidence, she felt that something was wrong.

"Alas, let's talk about this matter in the evening, it's rare to come to Yuanxing, let me find the feeling of city life...... Let's go, let's go have breakfast first. ”

Lu Xuan took Cheng Lingzhu's hand and walked towards a nearby snack street.

The dog apprentice didn't have a word of truth in his mouth, and Cheng Lingzhu thought to himself that he would have to torture him hard tonight to squeeze out a result.

………………

Breakfast is white porridge, xiao long bao, and pickled vegetables.

The stalls in the old alleys are not so particular.

Tables and chairs are placed outside, and it is summer, and the house is like a steamer, and it is cool for customers to eat outside.

Listen to the chatter while eating.

This breakfast shop has been open for more than 100 years, and it has been passed down from grandparents to three generations, and the store has a plaque -

【Porridge shop outside the door】.

Some gourmets know that the reason for this name is not that all the diners are drinking porridge outside.

It's because the store has a special feature, every summer, the boiled porridge is packed in wooden barrels and then moved outside.

On the one hand, it is cooled to cool down, and on the other hand, it is to attract guests with aroma.

As a result, more than 50 years ago, a drunk man passed by the porridge shop, drank too much wine, and sat in the porridge bucket.

Not to mention the burns, it also crushed other people's porridge buckets.

Since then, the porridge bucket has not been put out of the door, and the name of the porridge shop has been retained.

At that time, some media wrote articles interviewing nearby gourmets.

The glutton commented-

"It's a pity to be able to drink and sit, white porridge."

………………

"Hey, hello, is it Du intermediary......

Lu Xuan was making a call.

Telephone cards are handled in newspaper kiosks, many years ago in the Great Yan Kingdom did not carry out the real-name system, many newspaper kiosks have bearer phone card inventory.

This is a gray industry, and generally those who buy this kind of phone card are not serious people, and the newsstand owner also knows that they are introduced by acquaintances before selling them to you.

Of course, Lu Xuan doesn't need it, the passivity of "Daoyan Immortal Sutra" is better than any acquaintance.

After buying two phone cards and two mobile phones by the way, Lu Xuan made a phone call to rent out the house.

His plan was for Yuan Xing to live for a month, and there was nothing going on in the Cangyuan Realm, and there was no hurry to establish the Demon God Mountain Proving Ground.

"Uh-huh, two-bedroom, six hundred per month...... Well? Isn't it too cheap? What? Tell the truth...... Haunted? ”

Lu Xuan turned his head to look at Cheng Lingzhu.

Cheng Lingzhu pricked up his ears, and after hearing the word "haunted", he couldn't help but laugh and nodded slightly.

"Haunted, I have to go now."

The corners of Lu Xuan's mouth rose, "Well, let's go over." ”

Yesterday on the sea, I saw the flying blanket.

Lu Xuan had no doubt that this world had been polluted by the core of the battleship.

Then everything that falls off can appear in a bright light, and it is not unusual for there to be any little ghosts making trouble.

But this kind of thing also depends on who encounters it.

If it were an ordinary person, there would probably be a lot of trouble.

But for cultivators like Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu......

It's nothing more than a sword.

In the Cangyuan Realm, cultivators who sit normally and those who die in murder will not turn into evil ghosts.

The former's body is in harmony with the Tao, and it is turned into a law to feed back the heavens and the earth.

The latter was killed before he was born, and if there would be a ghost form after he died, he would only be tortured more painfully.

I took a rental and came to the haunted house in the mouth of the real estate agent.

Yangxing Community.

The green area in the community is very large, and the eyes are full of vitality.

Lu Xuan took a look at it and knew that this was a place where mosquitoes could be raised in summer.

Downstairs in Building No. 6, Du Intermediary was already waiting there.

Du intermediary is a middle-aged man in his forties, with bright eyes and a shrewd temperament.

Seeing Lu Xuan, Du took the initiative to stretch out his hand and shake hands with him.

The two exchanged a few words, and Du Intermediary told the house that it was "haunted".

The owner of this house is none other than Du's sister-in-law.

The house has been bought for some years, and it was originally a wedding house for her son.

But the cousin of Du intermediary was slow to find a partner, but fortunately, the work landed this year, so the house was not idle.

But within a month of living in, people went crazy.

He stayed in Ancheng Psychiatric Hospital for half a year, and after a little recovery, he was taken home by Du Zhong's uncle to recuperate.

The family didn't think about the house.

Because the new house is well-lit and spacious, and it is close to where Du's uncle works, it is convenient to take care of his son, so the uncle also moved over.

Naturally, the two of them went crazy.

Du's intermediary's aunt almost collapsed, and at this time, she also felt that something was wrong with the house.

So I entrusted Du to intermediary, and the house could be sold, so I sold it, and with this house, the family was not stable.

For the haunting of the house, Du intermediary does not hide it.

In this house, a family of three is crazy, and it has been on the local news.

Whether it's renting or buying a house, you can find out with a little inquiry, but there's no need to hide it.

Generally speaking, such "unlucky" houses are sold to doctors in this profession, especially in the surgical department.

The first is that people are used to life and death and don't believe in this kind of thing, and the second is that they often stay in the hospital according to the rumors, and they have a heavy yin qi on their bodies, and they can suppress the unclean things in the house.

It's a pity that it's the off-season for selling houses, and I can't find a pick-up for a while.

Du intermediary in line with the idea that being idle is also idle, and it is better to cash out and earn two yuan, so he hung up the rental information.

If there are dates or no dates, what if there is nothing wrong with the renters living in, and the house is cheap, so they buy it?

So there is today's matter of Lu Xuanlai renting a house.

The haunted house was on the thirteenth floor, and the three of them took the elevator up, stood at the door, and felt a cool swishing breath before the door opened.

Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu glanced at each other.

That's right, there is something in this house.

After going in and taking a turn, it was only a week before the original owner of the house entered the mental hospital.

So although no one cleaned it, there wasn't much dust in the house.

The house is very well lit, and the flowers on the balcony are a little bad.

Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu walked around the house, and then returned to the living room.

"The two of you think it's ......"

Du intermediary spoke at the right time.

"Yes."

Lu Xuan nodded.

He already saw the problem with the house.

Du intermediary was overjoyed, and immediately took out the printed contract from his bag.

Lu Xuan signed and gave him the three-month room fee.

Because the two of them didn't stay here for long, they only paid for three months' rent.

And this is exactly what Du intermediary means.

After all, he wants to sell the house, and there must be only tendencies and short-term rentals.

This haunted house is not normal, the procedure is simple, and Du Agent has not even confiscated the rental deposit.

Thankfully, it would be nice to be able to rent it out.

There is a superstition in the local housing agency industry, saying that it is the first month of the house listing, and if no one rents it, it will be more difficult to sell it in the future.

After signing the contract, Du intermediary handed over the key and slipped away neatly.

Cheng Lingzhu opened all the windows and used a cleaning spell.

All the dust in the house was blown out, and it became spotless and clean.

"Hmm...... I'll go buy some bedding and cutlery and some clothes later......"

Lu Xuan planned.

Although both of them are wearing magic robes, they can change various appearances.

But it's always good to follow the locals and buy some clothes.

"And it seems like I've run out of stockings lately......"

Lu Xuan was thoughtful.

"Why don't you get rid of the stuff here?"

Cheng Lingzhu raised his eyebrows.

"You found it?"

Lu Xuan asked with a smile.

"Of course."

Cheng Lingzhu was very confident, and he moved lightly and came to the TV cabinet.

Next to the TV stand, there is a bust the size of a palm.

Cheng Lingzhu picked up this thing and checked it in his hand:

"That's it, right?"

She is the saint of the Sword Zhai of the world, and she has a keen spiritual sense.

Since cultivating the Great Slaughter Divine Law and becoming the descendant of the Demon Emperor's death, his ability to perceive this divine and ghost aura has been greatly improved.

"Yes, yes."

Lu Xuan agreed.

"This thing is a statue of the Virgin Mary of the local [Nestorianism]."

Lu Xuan took the statue of the Virgin Mary and said after a moment's silence:

"It's like plaster...... But there is something wrong with this statue, the statue of the Virgin Mary is very holy and compassionate, this thing ...... Something isn't quite right with the eyes here. ”

He reached out and slashed twice.

In the place where the eyelids of the statue of the Virgin Mary are peeled off, revealing two sesame-sized patches.

Under the stone powder is a red material, and at first glance, it looks like the Virgin has shed blood and tears.

Lu Xuangang wanted to start the containment procedure and treat it harmlessly.

After thinking about it, he took his hand back again.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Du's intermediary.

"That's right, Du Agency, I found a statue of the Virgin in the house......"

"Yes, next to the TV, half a foot high......"

"There are elderly people in the family who like this, so I ask where I bought it from, and I will get one and send it home......"

"Picked up? Uh-huh, over there at the viaduct? Okay, I got it......"

Hang up.

Lu Xuan looked at the statue of Our Lady of Blood and Tears in his hand.

"The thing was not bought, nor was it sent, it was picked up by the cousin of Du Intermediary on a viaduct in the city."

Lu Xuan sorted out the language:

"The reason why Du Intermediary knows about this is because this thing is a treasure of his aunt's family.

It was raining heavily that day, and Du Zhong's cousin picked up the statue of the Virgin on that viaduct...... It happened a year ago.

Since having this thing, the 'fortune' of Du Zhong's cousin's family has improved, his uncle has been promoted to his cousin ashore, and even his aunt has won mahjong one after another. ”

You can't park on the elevated highway, you can get out of the car and pick up things, there must be a problem.

"The weather forecast says ...... There is heavy rain tonight. ”

Cheng Lingzhu was very interested in this matter.

In other words, the disciples of the Washijian Zhai are very interested in this kind of "dangerous" thing.

The meaning is obvious.

Check it out in the evening.

Lu Xuan nodded.

Heavy rain, viaduct ......

He felt he needed a Maybach.

(End of chapter)