Although technology has become more and more advanced and society has made more and more progress, the scattered small shops on the street have been gradually replaced by large-scale unified shopping malls. But there are still many strong small shops that still persist for various reasons.
The store where Pi Qinghua and Lang Zhi are at the moment is a small gold-making store that exists because of the "needs of special groups" and that ordinary people can never find.
This small shop looked shabby and disgusting from the outside, but even so, Pi Qinghua and Lang Zhi were interrogated for a long time before they could enter.
Pi Qinghua was facing the owner of the shop, a very beautifully dressed man. Yes, a man. His eyes lit up when he saw Pi Qinghua's right face, but he rolled his eyes when he saw his left face.
"What? Tell me what's going on."
The little wolf boy was angry at the dead demon for disdaining his second father's face so much. He wanted to go up and retort without saying a word, but was stopped by Pi Qinghua.
"I have 20 gold bars here, I want to exchange them for 1 million, do you want to do it?"
The handsome man immediately sat up, and his eyes suddenly became fierce when he looked at Pi Qinghua: "Oh, how could you get so many gold bars? Which bank did you rob? We only exchange illicit goods but not dirty goods. You can return them to where they came from!"
Pi Qinghua laughed, and the extreme beauty and ugliness on his face were particularly clear, making people who saw him feel uncomfortable. "Are you stupid or am I stupid, coming to you to exchange dirty goods? This is genuine black goods. Do you want to exchange it? If not, forget it, I will pay you piece by piece."
The man stared at Pi Qinghua for a long time, and finally raised his eyebrows: "Show it to me and let me see its quality. If it's okay, I'll exchange it for you. But you have to remember, your face is too easy to find. If we are implicated because of swallowing your goods, I have hundreds of ways to kill you."
Pi Qinghua nodded nonchalantly: "Why do you think I came back without disguising myself? Of course, I'll give you the same words. Anyway, I'm living a half-human life now. If I get robbed after I leave your place, the first thing I'll do as long as I'm not dead is to burn down your store. It's fair, isn't it?"
The handsome man snorted, tacitly accepting the two-way confidentiality agreement.
An hour later, Pi Qinghua and Lang Zhi each wore their own large masks and carried empty backpacks, feeling excited and nervous. For the rest of the afternoon and evening, they both walked towards dark and less crowded places in a sneaky manner, fearing that someone would follow them. Although Dahei stood by to show that no one was following them, Pi Qinghua and Lang Zhi were still in a state of panic all night. They did not recover until the next morning.
"Second Dad, do you want to buy a house?" This was the first thing little Langzhi said after he got up.
Pi Qinghua looked at the dark circles under Leng Baozi's eyes and knew that he must have not slept well the whole night. Well, of course, he could understand his own son's mood, as he had been tossing and turning last night.
"Well, let's go check it out today. We can buy a small house in the suburbs. It should be much cheaper. But it depends on the size of the house we want to buy. If it's too big, I'm afraid this money won't be enough. But we just need a place to live. Hey, we can actually buy a second-hand house. We're not picky now, and we can rent a small shop with the remaining money."
After saying this, the little male god Langzhi made the decision immediately: "Then let's buy a second-hand house!" They have even lived on the main street, and a second-hand house is already a luxury hotel.
Dahei let out a howl, reminding his owner that it would be best to buy a house that could keep pets.
After hearing what Lang Zhi said, Pi Qinghua also felt that buying a second-hand house was actually a better choice. Although he now had one million as capital, it was unscientific to expect to turn this one million into ten million or more within this period of time. He also had to get a thousand blood bags within three months, so money was tight. Although he could paint the bark, he had not tested the specific situation, so he had to save the money.
So Pi Qinghua found a small, run-down real estate agency, which was the same type as the goldsmith shop yesterday. After all, in order to prevent his uncle, stepmother, and younger brother from finding him, Pi Qinghua couldn't show up in public, so it was better to go to a black spot to make people feel at ease.
"Hey, guests are here? What kind of house do you want? We have everything here, and the procedures are absolutely reasonable and safe. You are guaranteed to be satisfied." The speaker was an old man with gapping teeth. Just from his appearance, you can tell that he is an extremely shrewd old man.
But Pi Qinghua, who had fallen from a favored child to a beggar in the mire and had been living in the mire for three years, was not a good person. Maybe he had been naive in the past, but now he was definitely a vindictive and sinister person.
So the two shrewd guys knew it was not easy to fool each other when they saw each other for the first time, so the old man changed his speaking style and said lazily: "Okay, what do you want? Just tell me, and I'll give you a suitable price."
Pi Qinghua sat on the worn-out sofa and said, "The cheapest and largest second-hand house."
The old man laughed out loud when he heard this: "You are greedy, kid? You want the biggest second-hand house and the cheapest one? The cheapest second-hand house is 400,000, and the biggest second-hand house is 10 million, which is a luxury house. How do you think these two are related?"
Pi Qinghua sighed softly: "A house with a 150-square-meter area and a yard, priced below 1 million."
This is a direct limit, but the old man still sneered: "Are you kidding me? In our city A, where every inch of land is valuable, a 150-square-meter house with a yard costs four or five million even if it's second-hand. You want to buy a second-hand house with a yard for one million? Don't even dream about it... Hey..."
The old man suddenly stopped talking, and then looked at Pi Qinghua with a rather strange look, which made Pi Qinghua frown. Dahei just whimpered and stood in front of his master.
"You are really lucky. But I don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky. There is a second-hand house that meets your requirements. The price is only 500,000 yuan and it comes with a small yard of about 50 square meters. It is located near the suburbs, with convenient transportation and a good environment."
Pi Qinghua raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "There must be a but, right?"
The old man chuckled and nodded: "That's right, otherwise such a nice house would cost at least six million." As he said this, the old man's face suddenly became ferocious: "But that house is haunted! Hehehehe, what do you think? Do you want it? Don't say I didn't tell you, old man, that house has had four buyers from the first owner to now, three of whom died and the only one alive is still lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital. If it weren't for the continuous haunting, the house would not be sold here, let alone reduced the price so much. If you are brave enough and not afraid of death, I will sell this house to you for 500,000."
Pi Qinghua frowned.
If he had said this ten days ago, he would never have believed it. But now, he had already made a deal with a big devil for a thousand bags of blood. Ghosts and gods were all nakedly placed in front of him and he couldn't help but believe it.
He is already dealing with a big demon now, and he doesn't want to provoke a demon or something. Otherwise, even with his calmness, he really can't hold on.
But just when Pi Qinghua was about to refuse, the black crystal of the devil that he kept close to his body in the black velvet bag suddenly became hot. Pi Qinghua's face changed, and he winked at Langzhi and Dahei to let them stay here, and then he made an excuse to go to the toilet.
Tsk, what's wrong with you
Hehe, you fool, I'm helping you, you don't appreciate me, you even despise me? You just wanted to refuse the deal, didn't you? What are you refusing? You are so poor, I don't want to continue wandering with you, so quickly agree to him and then we can move in.
Pi Qinghua frowned. There was a ghost there. And from what he heard, it should be an evil ghost.
The Demon Ancestor laughed twice: Hahaha! You're talking about evil ghosts in front of me? Hahaha, even if a ghost or a fairy comes, I can swallow it in one gulp! What's more, it's an evil ghost that hasn't even become powerful yet.
In an instant, Pi Qinghua's brows relaxed. This was the best possible outcome.
Everything went smoothly afterwards. Pi Qinghua completed the transfer formalities and paid the money under the old man's gloating eyes. When he walked out of the real estate agency, his mood was as clear as the sky. Dahei and Langzhi also wanted to howl with joy. They had been wandering for three years and finally had a place to live! !
At this time, Pi Qinghua looked at the house address in his hand and decided to move in as quickly as possible. He heard that the house was fully furnished and well-kept. This was simply pie in the sky and there was nothing better.
At the same time, Lang Yixing, who was wandering around in his villa and felt that his bed had been slept in, received a call from Daqian, his subordinate.
"What's the matter?" Lang Yixing's voice was cold, and his expression was not very good. His eagle-like eyes stared straight at his luxurious double bed, and he felt uncomfortable in all kinds of ways.
"Uh, boss, forgive me for calling you so suddenly that you sound like you're not in a good mood, so I'll make it short! Our little house where three people died and one was seriously injured has been bought by someone else! I don't know which unlucky guy will become the fifth one this time. Are you really not going to find a Feng Shui master to take a look or tear it down and build a new one?!"
Lang Yixing raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, his sharp eyes devoid of any emotion, "Someone volunteered to die anyway, what does it have to do with me? If you weren't greedy, you wouldn't want the house. Besides, ghost stories are simply nonsense."
Lang Yixing was about to hang up the phone after he finished speaking, but he stopped because of Daqian's words.
"Boss, I heard from Lao Hei that the person who bought the house this time is an adult with a child and a black dog. I always feel that it would be a pity if the child got hurt... Ahem, of course, I used to kill people without spilling blood. I just said that, and you just treat it as my fart! Oh, I heard that the child is about the same age as the dead master."
Da Qian hung up the phone right after he finished speaking, leaving Lang Yixing with a face so dark that water could drip out of it.
He had just caught the mastermind who plotted against his son three years ago yesterday, but after all his efforts, he got the news that his son had been killed a long time ago. What made him most angry was that because the mastermind was from the Pi family, he could only cripple him but not kill him. This is really...
"Pi Family..." Sooner or later, I will devour you without leaving a trace!
Lang Yixing sat on the sofa with a sullen face for most of the night. In the first half of the night, he thought about how to cripple and destroy the Pi family. In the second half of the night, he suddenly thought of the man, the child and the dog. The extremely beautiful and extremely ugly face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and he couldn't get rid of it, and there was also the wolf-like cub.
Lang Yixing suddenly laughed. If his son were still alive, he would be like that. Cruel and fierce, but most importantly, handsome!
President Lang stood up from the sofa in a flash. Forget it, it was a rare occasion that he was kind. He would go and kick those people out tomorrow. Being homeless was better than dying a violent death.