After making up his mind, Xu Xian handed over the house to Butler Lu on the spot. Xu Xian felt that he had picked up a great bargain with such a cheap house.
"Xu Xian, are you really not going to think about it? After all, just because I didn't encounter anything just now doesn't mean that I'll be fine in the future. I keep feeling that there's something strange inside. Why don't we forget about it?”
Lu Yi was worried about Xu Xian's hasty decision. She seemed to be afraid of the gloomy atmosphere inside.
Steward Lu, who was standing at the side, kept persuading Xu Xian. However, Xu Xian's attitude was firm, so he couldn't say anything else.
"Since Young Master Xu has made up his mind, this old man will fulfill your wish. However, if you have any problems in the future, you can come to me again.”
Steward Lu reminded Xu Xian and Xu Lan before he left.
Xu Xian secretly thought that this person was really kind-hearted. He unconsciously looked at the top of his head. Sure enough, there was a white and red luck circling around him. Although it was not a rich and noble life, it was a life without illness and disaster.
"Thank you, Butler Lu. If there is a problem in the future, I will naturally go to the residence to disturb you.”Xu Xian bowed.
After they parted ways, Xu Xian locked the iron lock on the vermilion door again. His eyes gleamed as he thought to himself that he had to clean up the things inside before he moved in.
A strong wind suddenly blew in the house, causing the surroundings to feel cold.
"It seems like it's going to rain again. Let's hurry back. I'll find a monk for you to do a ritual another day to drive away all the bad luck here!”
Lu Yi looked up at the dark clouds gathering in the sky again and quickly reminded Xu Xian that there would be heavy rain.
Seeing that it was getting late, the two of them left the alley and headed home.
Before he left, Xu Xian suddenly thought of something." Qingshan, have you really not encountered anything strange recently?" Or a stranger?"
Xu Xian felt that his luck was unstable when he saw him yesterday. He did not expect that it would be the same today. The red carp above his head was dispirited, as if it had encountered some trouble.
Lu Yi's shoulders trembled slightly and she said with a smile,""Everything is as usual. Don't worry, I'll go back first!”
Xu Xian looked at his back as he left, frowning. This guy was supposed to be extremely wealthy and lucky. Why did his luck drop by a major realm after not seeing him for a few days? Could it be because I accidentally intervened?
Although Xu Xian could see through some things, he couldn't say it directly. After all, if he said such a matter of destiny, it would be considered as revealing the secrets of heaven, and it was very likely that he would suffer the backlash of the Heavenly Dao.
"Let's take it one step at a time. No matter what kind of demons and ghosts they are, good or bad, there's always a destiny!”Xu Xian could only console himself.
"Go home, little thing!"
Xu Xian rubbed the little fox's soft fur, not caring about her dissatisfied expression. He waved his hand and threw these troubles to the back of his mind.
When he got home at night, his sister, Xu Jiarong, asked about his well-being again. It seemed that she had heard about what happened during the day and blamed him for being a busybody.
Li Gongfu couldn't help but look at Xu Xian in a new light. He didn't think that after this kid escaped death, he would suddenly change. Today, his swift and decisive actions had shocked him for a long time.
Xu Xian had to repeatedly promise his sister that such a thing would never happen again before he brought up the matter of the house.
In order not to worry them, Xu Xian lied that he had spent ten gold coins to buy it. As for the source of the money, he said that it was Master Xin's reward for buying his couplet.
After all, this matter had long spread through the streets and alleys. Some busybodies spread rumors, saying that a word was worth a thousand gold. In short, his sister believed it.
Xu Xian didn't mention the story of the Xin Mansion. The family discussed it and found someone to repair it in the next few days. In half a month, they would live there after the new year.
Because the room was a little small, Xu Jiarong did not object this time. After all, in her mind, Xu Xian also wanted a quiet and spacious place to study for the spring exams next year.
In the past, she didn't have the conditions. Now that she had this opportunity, her sister naturally wouldn't force Xu Xian to be an apprentice in the medicine shop. It was better to concentrate on studying and getting an official rank.
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In the dead of the night, a figure suddenly stood up in the dark room. It was Xu Xian, who tiptoed out of bed.
"Do you want to go with me?" Xu Xian was still wearing the same thin green robe, and he didn't feel cold at all.
The little fox nodded and hugged Xu Xian's neck tightly, obviously not wanting Xu Xian to leave her.
Seeing this, Xu Xian smiled dotingly. He picked up the oil-paper umbrella by the door and secretly pushed the door open, afraid that he would wake up the family.
The big black dog in the courtyard was very clever. It rushed out when it heard the slightest movement and almost cried out.
Fortunately, the little fox glared fiercely at him, scaring Heavenly Roar into quickly crawling back to the kennel. Fortunately, it did not make any big movements.
Xu Xian gave him an encouraging look. He exerted a little force on his feet and leaped over the wall without any accidents.
On the street, Xu Xian mobilized the literary Qi on his body. He gradually became familiar with the " Xing " Formula and walked as fast as flying. It was as if there was an afterimage in the dark night.
It was still drizzling in the dark night, and the cold wind blew through the houses. Other than the occasional low groans, it was unbelievably quiet.
In less than ten minutes, Xu Xian arrived at the mansion he had bought today from the East City. He didn't feel anything during the day, but it happened to be a rainy day late at night, and the Yin Qi was strong.
From Xu Xian's point of view, the entire mansion was emitting a green aura of resentment. After so many years, it had become more and more intense and showed no signs of dissipating.
Xu Xian didn't hesitate and jumped over the wall. If he didn't deal with this place, he would be implicated sooner or later.
It was likely that the malicious ghosts had not left this place for so many years. If nothing went wrong, it might be the earthbound spirits recorded in the books. They would accumulate resentment because they had some thoughts in their hearts. Day after day, until one day, they broke the shackles and became vicious spirits that killed innocent people.
Xu Xian held the oil-paper umbrella and walked straight to the backyard. Along the way, the cold wind kept blowing, blowing his clothes and even his long hair that was casually tied up in the air.
The closer they got to the well in the backyard, the denser the green resentment around them became, as if it was about to condense into water droplets. From time to time, ghost cries could be heard, making one's scalp go numb.
The fearless Little Fox also felt that something was strange. She quietly crawled into Xu Xian's collar, only revealing her little white head.
Xu Xian patted her on the head, telling her not to be afraid. He continued to walk forward, only to see a woman sitting beside the ancient well. She was wearing a woman's clothes, her head lowered in silence, and she kept rubbing her clothes.
"It's so late, and you're still doing the laundry?" Xu Xian asked casually.
The woman slowly raised her head. Her eyes were empty as she said in a hoarse voice,"You're still coming to the well so late at night. You must be careful!”
Xu Xian nodded slightly. His deep eyes shone with a golden light as he stared at the ancient well and sneered,""Can clothes be washed clean with blood?”
The woman stared at the clothes in her hands in a daze. The moonlight squeezed through a crack in the dark clouds, reflecting her pale face.
The clothes in the basin were blood-red. There was nothing but blood. The pungent smell of blood assaulted their noses. Even the little fox could not help but shrink into Xu Xian's clothes.
"Keke! So I'm already dead?"
The woman's appearance suddenly changed. Her smooth face disappeared, and blood kept pouring out of her head, gradually wetting her entire face. Pieces of flesh fell off, revealing her pale cheekbones.
"Since you're no longer a person of this world, don't stay any longer!”
The woman seemed to have not heard Xu Xian's words. She dragged her long hair and walked towards the ancient well. Her heart-wrenching sobs became louder and louder. So ghosts could cry too?
Xu Xian stood in the wind with a red umbrella in his hand. His face grew darker and darker. He did not understand why this young woman would commit suicide for love. Could it be that the word "love" really had such a magical power? Where is the love that belongs to me?
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