Although there is a place to live in Uncle Jiu's righteous village, there are many corpses stored in it, and there are also many lonely ghosts enshrined in it, including many ghosts with unresolved grievances. It is not comfortable to live there.

Besides, the best place to live here is your own doghouse.

If you have money, you can do things easily. You can find a house in the town and get everything done in less than one afternoon.

The market price of Fang Yazi’s commission is three cents per hundred miles. Jingzhou gave Ya Fangfang two more points. Fang Yazi was particularly attentive in handling the matter. Not only did he help lower the price, but he also helped find two cooking skills.

A nice woman asked people to help buy daily necessities.

That night, Jingzhou moved into his small courtyard.

What's a pity for Jing Zhou is that with Uncle Jiu here, there are no haunted houses in this town, so there is no way to pick them up.

Otherwise, like Tan Wanwan, the richest man in Tanjia Town, whose house is haunted every day and restless every night, how many oceans is this house worth?

In an instant, Jingzhou discovered another way to make money in the Republic of China.

Early the next morning, Uncle Jiu brought Wencai and Qiu Sheng to Jingzhou's residence.

As a senior, when a junior buys a house, he always has to take a look at the feng shui.

"Master, uncle, this yard looks good." Qiu Sheng smashed it and said to himself: "This yard must cost a lot of money."

Suddenly, Qiu Sheng found that there was a rich man beside him!

Sitting in a small white-walled courtyard facing south, there are two stone lions squatting in front of the two gates. The lions are surrounded by white walls on both sides, and many flowers and plants are planted along the white walls.

"It's not bad, master, this is much better than Yizhuang. Can I move here and live with my uncle?" Comparing this small courtyard with Yizhuang, Wen Cai suddenly felt like a deer bumping into each other.

"This courtyard is nice. I didn't expect that junior brother is quite rich." Uncle Jiu grunted, and like Wen Cai, he had the same idea of ​​coming to live here. But as a master, naturally he couldn't embarrass himself in front of his apprentice and say such things.

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Uncle Jiu coughed, glanced at Chao Wencai, and said angrily: "What are you still standing there for? Knock on the door!"

"Oh oh oh."

Wen Cai responded naively twice, stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The sound was dull, very different from the sound of knocking on the small door of Yizhuang.

The door opened, and a woman about forty years old came in front of her.

"Uncle Nine?"

The woman shouted and recognized Uncle Jiu.

In Renjia Town, Uncle Jiu's reputation is not only thunderous, but also well-known. After all, such weddings and funerals are inevitably inseparable from Uncle Jiu.

"Sister-in-law Wang, that's my senior brother, please let someone in." Jing Zhou quickly put the bowl down and called out. Sister-in-law Wang made way, "Uncle Ninth, please."

Uncle Jiu nodded towards Mrs. Wang, and just as he was about to enter, Wencai and Qiu Sheng stepped forward and pushed Uncle Jiu out.

"Uncle Master, how much did you spend on this yard?" Qiu Sheng stood in the yard, looked around, and kept praising, "This is where people live~"

Wencai trotted forward because he saw a small table in the courtyard with several plates on it.

"Uncle, you are having breakfast!" Wencai swallowed. He only drank a bowl of porridge in the morning and suddenly felt hungry again.

Jing Zhou glanced at Wen Cai and knew what the boy was thinking, and told Sister-in-law Wang: "Sister-in-law Wang, go get a few more bowls and get some more food by the way."

Seeing Uncle Jiu walking from the door with a dark face, Jing Zhou winked at the literary talent Qiu Sheng.

Qiu Sheng was clever and quickly moved a chair out of the room and said with a smile: "Master, sit down."

Uncle Jiu hummed and thought to himself: "How dare you get ahead of the master when walking? I'll deal with you two brats when I get back!"

"Brother, let's have something to eat together. Sister-in-law Wang and Sister-in-law Li are pretty good at cooking." Jing Zhou picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu took a sip of hot tea, seemed to remember something, and said, "Junior brother, your yard seems to belong to Master Ren's house in the town."

Jing Zhou said: "Yes, this courtyard belongs to the Ren family. I heard from Ya Xingzi that the Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse in recent years, and many properties are being sold. It just happened that I happened to catch up with this courtyard."

Although the Ren family does not live in this courtyard, they still send people to clean and repair it. Even the flowers and plants in the courtyard are fresh. With a little tidying up, people can live in it. Although it is expensive, Jingzhou is not short of money and lives comfortably.

That was fine, so I immediately bought it.

"The Ren family's business has indeed not been as good as before over the past few years." Uncle Jiu nodded and sighed.

The failure of the Ren family's business was entirely his own fault. If his predecessor had not used coercion and inducement twenty years ago to seize the treasure cave with a hint of water from the hands of the mysterious Feng Shui master, he would not have been murdered by that Feng Shui master.

After thinking for a moment, Jingzhou smiled and said, "The Ren family's business has nothing to do with us. Let's eat first."

Wencai nodded like a rattle, feeling that his uncle was really a good person and understood what he was thinking.

While they were talking, Mrs. Wang brought out a few more dishes from the kitchen, and Jingzhou ate for a while with Uncle Jiu, master and apprentice.

After dinner, Uncle Jiu arranged the layout of the courtyard for Jingzhou.

The feng shui of this house is not static and is closely related to the owner's zodiac sign.

When the owner of the yard changes, the Feng Shui pattern must be adjusted accordingly.

Three days have passed in a flash.

After burning incense, practicing Dharma, and reporting it to the Patriarch, Jingzhou was considered a member of the Maoshan Sect.

Uncle Jiu dismissed Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai and took out three booklets from his arms. His eyes seemed to be filled with nostalgia. He looked at them for a long time before handing them over to Jing Zhou and said, "Junior brother, let's take a look first.

If you don’t understand anything, come and ask me.”

In the past few days, Uncle Jiu had taken the time to explain the secret language of the Maoshan sect to Jingzhou. In addition, he had written many taboos and obscurities in the book, so he was not worried that Jingzhou would have any problems with his practice.
Chapter completed!