"Old man! Old..."

The landlord was turned away and was disappointed.

He spread his hands and said helplessly: "Master Taoist, you see that this is the case."

Cheng Fan nodded and smiled lightly, "It's okay, I'm the same when I'm outside the door."

After saying that, Cheng Fan unfolded his spiritual sense, and the furnishings in the room immediately came into his eyes.

The room is an ordinary one bedroom and one living room.

The living room was empty, with a hollow wooden sofa on the side, and the aging ceiling fan was squeaking, as if it could be smashed down at any time.

The only decoration is an old TV with no signal inside, only a piece of gray can be seen.

There are only a few items in the living room, and there is nothing worth caring about. Cheng Fan focused his attention in the bedroom.

As soon as the spiritual consciousness entered the bedroom, he felt a hint of coolness, or the cold feeling brought by the yin energy.

There are no windows in the bedroom, the air is not circulating, it is stuffy and tidey.

In the center is a thin wooden bed with a red frame.

But Cheng Fan's spiritual sense saw that only the bed frame on the surface was red, and the bottom of the bed looked dark green. Obviously, the more obvious parts on the top had been repainted.

Nothing is easier to conceal blood stains than painted red.

In addition to this bed, the mahogany wardrobe next to it has the heaviest yin energy. The whole cabinet is stained with blood, giving people a gloomy and terrifying intuitive feeling.

Not to mention ordinary people, even Cheng Fan felt unlucky when he saw it.

The whole bedroom is cold and humid, and it makes people feel stuffy, even more depressing than some basements.

Cheng Fan has visited the basements of some villas. Although it is a little stuffy, most of them have good ventilation equipment, which is much better than this house.

Cheng Fan looked carefully and found that the dead souls died in this room were not found in the cabinet with the heaviest yin energy, but Cheng Fan always felt something was wrong.

This made him frown. Could it be that there were no ghosts here, but the yin energy and hot flashes made people feel uncomfortable?

"Xinshi, what happened before this house?"

The landlord patted his head and slowly recalled: "I remember it seemed like I bought it from connecting the entire building, and I didn't pay special attention to one of the rooms..."

Cheng Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

Oh, does this count as Versailles?

Xiao Nannan said in surprise, "Uncle, why did you buy such an old house? And it's a building when you buy it?"

The landlord smiled awkwardly and said to him.

Just as Xiao Nannan asked, the landlord is a rich man, and normal people would not choose to be so far away from the town when doing investments.

Although this is a school district housing, there is only one high school nearby and not too far from the town. Few parents choose to rent a house here.

The landlord did not say the reason for choosing this place. Cheng Fan learned some inside information through the Tianyan, but he would not reveal other people's shortcomings at will.

The reason he bought this place was because he accidentally learned that there was a large amount of stolen money hidden in the building and wanted to take it for himself.

But at that time he only learned the news by chance and was not sure where the money was hidden, and even the official was helpless.

It happened that this building had caused many lives, and some people were arrested here. House prices kept falling and then fell. The landlord gritted his teeth and spent money to buy a whole building.

Unfortunately, he has not got what he wants until today.

Interestingly, the landlord was unable to find the stolen money for a long time and was worried that it would be vacant for too long, which attracted the attention of those who were interested, so he had to rent out the room he had checked.

He never expected that more and more rooms were rented out, and just collecting rent gave him hope to make a comeback.

The more people there were in the building, the more difficult it became for him to find the stolen money.

In order to facilitate movement in the building, the landlord provided help and discounts to every family in the building as much as possible, and gave them some gifts, and gradually became a good landlord that everyone respected, which he had unexpectedly expected at the beginning.

Gradually, compared to finding the stolen money, he enjoyed the feeling of being loved by his neighbors more.

He did not intend to be a good person from the beginning, but his every move made him a person worthy of respect in everyone's eyes, and even he himself was addicted to it.

Gradually, the stolen money became unworthy to him.

Until one day, a friend of the landlord's law enforcement bureau told him that the stolen money did not exist at all and had been spent long ago.

The landlord was not disappointed and smiled and said nothing.

Because in this "treasure hunt", he got more valuable things than money.

The last few rooms on the fourth floor are places he has never set foot in, including the room where the old man is.

Seeing that the landlord was embarrassed, Cheng Fan took the initiative to change the topic and asked:

"Do you still remember what happened in this building? Think about it carefully, what was the reason for the housing prices that were not high back then?"

The landlord scratched his head and said slowly: "Actually, when I bought a house, the faces of those agents were a little strange. When we were downstairs, you also noticed that there are often suicide here. I think this is the reason."

Cheng Fan walked to the room next to the old man without saying a word.

“Is anyone living in this room?”

The landlord shook his head, "The only old man lives in at the end of the corridor. This room has been vacant for a long time, and there should be a lot of dust inside. This building is too old and I'm too lazy to clean up."

He bought a house for rent, and he had almost never cleaned up his room and kept it the same.

Cheng Fan pointed to the door lock and said, "Please open the door and let's go in and take a look."

The landlord quickly did as he did and stepped forward to unlock the door lock.

Cheng Fan picked up Xiao Nannan and walked into the house.

The living room was filled with bottles and jars, covered with dust, and a very thick spider web was formed in the corners of the wall, which seemed to have not been inhabited for decades.

"Well... Master, it's so dirty here."

Little Nannan covered her nose and her little face wrinkled.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan stimulated the self-purification function of the Taoist robe, and at the same time opened a magic barrier to force the dust and turbid air.

The air around was cleaned immediately.

The landlord's eyes suddenly lit up, he took a breath and gave a thumbs up.

"I am really worthy of being a Taoist priest! It's so amazing!"

"Is that? My master is amazing!"

Little Nannan raised her chin proudly and said radiantly.

Cheng Fan did not answer and walked straight to the bedroom.

The environment here is worse than the next door, and the bedroom is full of moldy clothes.

The bed frame is generally dark green, and it is exactly the same style as the bed next door.

Cheng Fan did not care about these things, but looked straight at a blank wall and slowly poked out his spiritual sense.
Chapter completed!