Zuo Rou's house is amazing. There are hundreds of people who died in front of and behind the house. I couldn't see it very much yesterday. Today, when the day is bright, I can see it thoroughly. The melting snow water mixed with blood has dyed the ground red. There are broken flesh and broken limbs on it. It is a haunting house.

I’m not in a hurry to try the case, so I have to move my home first.

Song Beiyun is now a small official, and he has some face. It is really not difficult to find a house, but not many people like it. When he first bought this yard for Zuo Rou, it took him three months to renovate and plant flowers and trees. The weeping cherry blossoms in the yard were specially sent to someone from a young Japanese, which was priceless. There is only one in the entire Jinling City, but now it is about to move, but it is also necessary to move it.

Therefore, this new house must have a good yard, which is transparent to the north and south. It is best to be surrounded by a clear water canal, and the surroundings should not be too noisy.

Such a yard must be a luxury house. In Jinling City, it will take at least 80,000 to 90,000 yuan to get it. This is just a yard money. Whether it is the renovation of the house, the planting of turf, or the furniture, it is indispensable to count it to more than 100,000 yuan.

But now Song Beiyun only has 30,000 to 40,000 yuan in working capital, but there must be a place to live, so he can't sleep with this haunted house.

"Mr. Song, why don't you rest first and I'll go and find it for me?" After learning the news, the thin-skinned relative volunteered to say: "I have some foundation in Jinling City these days, and it's convenient to find it."

"That's a problem for you." Song Beiyun yawned: "I didn't sleep all night yesterday, but I was really out of my mind. I didn't try this case anymore and I'm just going to find a house. Alas..."

"Oh, Lord Song is loyal to the country and devotes himself to it. Such small things are naturally something that subordinates need to do for the Lord. Lord Song, please rest. You will go find a house for you now."

Song Beiyun nodded: "It's not that bad, so I'm thinking about selling the old house. Whether it's that location, house, furniture, and yard, you can sell it in bundled together. The price is appropriately reduced. After all, there are many people dead in the yard."

"Oh, I understand."

After he left, Song Beiyun covered himself with a mattress and lay on the short couch in the office and fell asleep in a short while.

The thin guy clicked a few people outside and headed straight to the south city of Jinling City, which is where the rich live. He searched for several places, which were not as good as Song Beiyun's house, but suddenly a single courtyard broke into his sight.

This small courtyard is located in shallow alleys and covers a small area, about two acres of land. A plum blossom pops out from the courtyard wall, and the pile of cute stone lions at the door are also cute and cute.

"Hey, that's it. Go in and take a look."

He was not afraid of touching any senior officials. After all, he was a senior employee of the Imperial City Department. He was a family member. He was a family member. He saw that the house was settled by a wealthy family, and he just walked in.

After slapping the door hard, the one who opened the door was a stunning girl. He looked up and down and laughed: "Is there an adult in this young lady at home? Whether it is a husband or a father?"

"No, what are you doing?"

Miaoyan frowned, and when she saw the skin on them, her expression became strange. She had just returned from the Duke's mansion and was about to take a shower and take a rest. Unexpectedly, she met several spies wearing brocade skins.

"No? That's easy to deal with. How much does this house cost?"

"You want to buy it?" Miaoyan looked him up and down and said, "Buy this?"

"Hi, why not go in and talk in detail?"

"I'm afraid you'll lose your life if you come into my house." Miaoyan chuckled: "If you don't believe it, try not."

Can you bear this? When did the Imperial City Department get angry with this kind of bird? He acted to draw his sword, and his expression became fierce: "What a girl, I don't want to eat and drink toast. I see you are like the White Lotus Remnant, brothers! Get me..."

Before he finished speaking, Miaoyan raised his hand and slapped him in the face, then threw the bronze medal he had with him on the ground: "Let Song Beiyun come over and talk to me."

The door was closed heavily, and the thin kiss was stunned for a moment, while the lower man picked up the token, and his expression immediately became subtle: "Big...Big...Master..."

"Why are you still standing there? Scoring the goal!"

"Don't... Sir, don't." The subordinate next to him pulled him hard: "Sir, look at this."

He took the token and saw that it was the Song-character Order of the Imperial City Commander. Isn’t this the token of Lord Song?

He took two steps back, his mind was blank. When he looked at the courtyard carefully, he felt that the more he looked more familiar, the more he looked. Even the trees in the house were carved from the same mold, but one was plum blossom and the other was cherry blossom.

"Sir, this is probably..."

"It's over."

The thin kiss covered his face and muttered, "How could he not know what this means? This house is obviously a house that Lord Song has used for his golden house!

Thinking of this, his face turned green. He was about to knock on the door, but he was still timid in the end. He could only return to the Imperial City Department with his tail between his legs, and stood outside the door and waited nervously for Song Beiyun to get up.

It was dusk again, and Song Beiyun walked out wearing clothes and was about to ask a few subordinates to get some food, but as soon as he went out, he saw the flattering spirit standing there tremblingly.

"Hmm? What are you doing?"

"Mr. Song... the official made a mistake."

"What mistake can you make? You are so slick like a loach." Song Beiyun smiled, but turned around and found that the guy's face was still not good-looking: "What's wrong?"

He silently held the token in his hand and presented it to Song Beiyun. When Song Beiyun saw the token, he raised his leg without saying a word and kicked it: "You damn..."

"Mr. Song... the officials were also unintentional."

"What have you done?"

Song Beiyun became murderous in an instant, and he was so angry that he was full of air conditioning. Fortunately, he did nothing, otherwise he would have lost his life as the girl said.

"No, no, the official did nothing and was slapped in the face..."

Song Beiyun snatched the token: "Things that are not enough to succeed are enough to defeat things, get out!"

“Yes…yes…”

After leaving this bastard, Song Beiyun quickly put on his clothes and went to Nancheng without stopping. He was too lazy to knock on the door, so he jumped over the yard and entered Miaoyan's yard. He opened the door and saw that Miaoyan was really fine. He was lying on the bed and slightly opened his eyes to look at him.

"If you don't knock on the door when you come in."

Miaoyan chuckled, slowly sat up from the bed, stretched her waist, and the quilt slid off her body, and her graceful figure was visible.

Song Beiyun walked up and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that those bastards under my command have done to you, so I'm so anxious."

"Does it look good?"

"Of course it looks good." Song Beiyun nodded repeatedly: "It's amazing."

Miaoyan smiled: "Then come, warm the quilt for me. I can't sleep warmly by myself, it's cold."

"Good!"

Of course, such a good thing cannot be missed. Song Beiyun quickly threw off his coat and slipped into the quilt. He wrapped his hands around Miaoyan's waist and buried his face in her hair: "Ah...extremely silky."

"Don't touch it randomly." Miaoyan said this, but she didn't resist: "I heard you are looking for a house?"

"Yes." Song Beiyun sighed, "There are all haunted houses there. Three or four hundred people died inside and outside the house in and out of the house. Who can withstand this?"

Miaoyan quit and patted Song Beiyun's hand: "I'm afraid of pain with such great strength."

"I'll just be gentle." Song Beiyun kissed her neck and continued, "So he planned to change the house and sell it there."

"Then let's just live in me. It was originally the house you paid for." Miaoyan felt that Song Beiyun was hot and subconsciously squeezed into his arms: "It's convenient to do anything at that time."

"What are you going to do? Aren't you going to show your favorability?"

"That must be something." Miaoyan smiled and patted Song Beiyun's leg: "But for your careful protection of me, it's not impossible to let you take advantage of it."

"Actually, I still have to buy a new house. After all, Zuo Rouqiaoyun and the others often go to Xiaoguan. You can't talk to them, so as not to be embarrassed to meet." Song Beiyun blew gently into Miaoyan's ears while talking: "It's better to stay away from it."

"Stop making trouble..." Miaoyan uttered softly and said in a almost coquettish tone: "The favorability has not yet arrived...Don't..."

"Then kiss me, right?"

"No, who knows where you will kiss? I haven't eaten yet. Go and get me some food. Then tell me what happened last night."

Song Beiyun had no choice but to stand up and go to the kitchen to cook. When he came back, Miaoyan had already put on his clothes and sat there waiting for the meal.

"To be honest, if you want to move in, just save yourself from living in the unit." Miaoyan looked at him with a bowl: "Actually... sometimes I live alone, I'm a little scared."

"To be honest?"

"Well..." Miaoyan smiled a little embarrassedly: "The strong woman I worked hard to create suddenly broke my skills... and I was always awakened by the cold at night."

"Well, you are a little weak and it is easy to get cold in winter." Song Beiyun sat cross-legged on the wool carpet opposite her: "Come on, come on, let me tell you how exciting it was last night."

"You tell me." Miaoyan started to eat in a small stutter: "Oh? Aren't you telling a story? Why did you start to eat in a meal?"

"I haven't eaten two meals anymore, so I'm so hungry. I'll have to go to Honglu Temple later. I'll eat a few bites quickly and tell you while eating."

"You've lost weight recently."

"Oh, what should I do?" Song Beiyun sighed: "If you want to live better in this world, you have to protect your fairy-level accomplices like you from being ruined, but you have to work."

"Add to the favorability."

"Is this one more?" Song Beiyun gave a large piece of meat to Miaoyan: "You can't be picky about food anymore. Your health is really bad. If this continues, you won't be able to give birth to a child."

"Okay, hurry up and tell me about the White Lotus Sect. I think there is a lot of room for operation here. What are your plans?"
Chapter completed!