"No. 81 Zhenyin Road, this is the place."
Zhong Shenxiu stood in front of an ancient mansion.
The location was convenient, with well-equipped surroundings; in the expensive city of G, it was definitely a prime area.
But this standalone villa, unlike the surrounding buildings, completely emanated a ’keep out’ vibe.
According to the foundation’s intelligence, this was also one of the haunted spots.
However, the haunting here was very subtle, rarely making an appearance; on average, only a few people died each year, and it had always been left unmanaged.
Otherwise, if stimulated to madness, in such a bustling area, it could cause major chaos within minutes.
With the cooperation of the masters from the foundation, the mansion’s notorious reputation was quite prominent, keeping the average person from intentionally seeking trouble.
Some unbelievers had bought it, after all, such a location was perfect for leveling and building a high-rise to make a fortune by selling unfinished apartments.
However, they ended up inviting the whole village for dinner, so to speak...
Over the years, the mansion’s infamy had grown, and very few dared to approach it, everyone simply took wide detours around it.
Zhong Shenxiu was quietly observing when he suddenly saw a group of people coming over.
One of them, in a tailored suit carrying a folder, was quite the human imitation, spoke in an imperfect common language,
"Mr. Zhang... in G City, luxury homes generally cost over 20 million per thousand square feet, but this one, covering more than five thousand square feet, is only selling for a mere 30 million; you can’t go wrong buying it, it’s a fool-proof deal, even if you don’t live here, just holding onto it will make you happy!"
Clearly, he was a real estate agent.
And to sell this ancient mansion, he had gone all out.
In his mouth, this haunted house was simply a bargain, a too-good-to-miss opportunity.
Even Zhong Shenxiu felt a bit tempted upon hearing this.
Although, the so-called ’luxury homes of a thousand square feet’ weren’t even a hundred square meters...
"I may not be well-educated, being from out of town, but I’ve heard of No. 81 Zhenyin Road... It’s said that this street was named by a Feng Shui Master to suppress the Evil Qi here with the street itself..."
Mr. Zhang sighed, "Even if I buy it without living here, it might still spell death for me... If it weren’t for a master, I wouldn’t have come to take a look."
"Right, let the master have a good look..." The agent sensed a potential deal, his face becoming more enthusiastic.
He really wanted to quickly get rid of this hot potato.
And Mr. Zhang, eagerly viewing the property, clearly had a desire to buy.
Beside Mr. Zhang, there was a middle-aged man dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, wearing round glasses, squinting his small eyes as he surveyed No. 81: "Hmm, this place indeed has a heavy presence of Evil Qi, unsuitable for living, let me calculate..."
The Feng Shui master pretended to calculate for a moment before saying, "However, Mr. Zhang, your life is tough, buying it without living here might still be possible... the rest we’ll need to see inside."
At that statement, Zhong Shenxiu knew he was a fraud.
Any real expert wouldn’t dare just barge into a haunted house, unafraid of attracting a curse, would they?
"Alright, let’s go take a look."
Mr. Zhang seemed intrigued and stepped forward.
The agent made a knowing gesture with his eyes, seemingly discussing kickbacks with the Feng Shui Master.
Wasn’t the master waiting for this moment all along?
Seeing how the agent was playing along, he immediately returned a gesture.
The agent’s face twitched as if slashed by a knife, but he still nodded and suddenly put on a smile, catching up to Mr. Zhang: "I have the keys right here, let me open the door for you."
His quick change of expression amused Zhong Shenxiu.
The agent arrived at the front door and pulled out a brass key, inserting it into the keyhole.
He turned the doorknob, but the door didn’t open for a long while.
"Sorry... it’s been a little neglected over the years, the lock is a bit unresponsive..."
The agent flashed a sheepish smile, "I will call a locksmith right away..."
Mr. Zhang stepped forward, taking a close look around, feeling quite satisfied.
Seeing that there was a peephole on the door, he leaned in closer.
Although he knew he wouldn’t see anything, people always have a bit of a death wish.
As he brought his face closer, he saw through the peephole an eyeball filled with blood vessels staring intensely at him!
Mr. Zhang was so frightened that he fell backwards and kicked his legs in a panic, increasing the distance between himself and the door, "Ghost, it’s a ghost... I don’t want this broken house anymore, I don’t want it..."
He scrambled to his feet, screaming like a stray dog as he ran off.
The agent and the master exchanged glances, both dumbfounded...
"Don’t go... there are discounts!"
The agent stretched out his hand weakly, trying to grasp the fading youth in the setting sun.
But watching the other’s disappearing figure, he could only let his arm fall limply, like a defeated dog ready to find a small bar and have a few drinks.
"Are you a real estate agent?"
At that moment, Shenxiu, who had been watching the scene unfold, suddenly spoke.
"Yes, my surname is Song, given name Zhong; here’s my card, sir, are you looking to buy a house?"
Song Zhong promptly pulled out a business card and handed it to Shenxiu.
He seemed very experienced in his job.
"Yo ho... nice name, we’re fated!"
Shenxiu accepted the business card, nodding his head and pointing at the mansion, "Is there really a discount?"
"Ten percent off, and if it’s a cash payment, fifteen percent off! I’m even forgoing my commission..." Song Zhong said earnestly.
"Deal, I’ll pay in full; you go prepare the contract and transfer documents."
Shenxiu nodded his head.
The moment he saw the ancient mansion, he fell in love with it.
Besides, in life, isn’t earning some money just for buying a house?
Although most of his income wasn’t from the convenience store but rather from the contributions of those previous daredevil employees.
Together, they achieved a few small goals, more than enough to buy a house.
"Great, sir, you really have a good eye!"
Song Zhong gave a thumbs up, "Decisive man! May I know your honorable name?"
"My name is Gui Yi, but you can also call me Uncle Zhong the gatekeeper!"
Shenxiu flicked the business card, "I am very optimistic about the real estate investment here and am planning to aggressively purchase some unwanted negative properties... You can work for me, and I won’t skimp on your commission."
Yes, once there, directly eliminate the strange energies, flipping the properties would indeed be hugely profitable, hugely!
Song Zhong felt as if he had been hit by a gift from heaven. In City G, there indeed were some haunted houses that couldn’t be sold; now he had finally found a sucker...
Xia Tian was watching TV.
He had gone to the mountain road before, getting bitten by mosquitoes all night without seeing anything.
It left his fans quite dissatisfied and made him lose face.
Now, he was preparing to look for haunted places for his second live exploration stream.
"That suggestion from the two young girls the other day seems worth considering..."
As Xia Tian pondered, he picked up the remote and flipped to a local channel.
A news report was being broadcast.
"Breaking news from Qingsen District, two young girls made a suicide pact..."
Looking at the two portraits, Xia Tian’s pupils suddenly dilated.
Those were... the two fans who had once approached him!