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"It doesn't matter, there are photos of the house in my album, and I have brought the contract. If you are satisfied with the photos, Mr. Zhong, we can sign the contract here." The agent said.

He looked as though he would not go to that house even though he was dead. Zhong Jiudao's left index finger lightly drew a pattern on the palm of his right palm, and then he raised his right hand and stroked the palm between Zhong Zhong's eyebrows.

The intermediary was stunned for a moment, then Jiu Dao opened his hands to him and said, "Show me the photo."

The intermediary opened his mouth, and the truth couldn't help but come out: "Don't look at it, it's all carefully edited, the goods are not right, the house has been unoccupied for two or three years, and no one has repaired it, now it's all dust and cobwebs , I'll find you the photos before p."

Zhong Jiudao took the mobile phone handed over by the agency and looked at the real photos of the house. He saw that the overall structure of the house was quite complete. Although it was a house from the last century, the building materials and design were good, and it was still strong after a hundred years. The owner has probably renovated it in recent years. On the basis of retaining the original period features of the house, water and electricity facilities have been added. The bathroom and kitchen are very modern, with a sense of history and convenience.

"The house is nice, it's beautiful after cleaning, why do you want a picture?" Zhong Jiudao asked.

"Who dares to go! It's a well-known haunted house. After the owner renovated the house, there were many disasters in the house, and it couldn't be sold. It has been listed in our company for rent and sale. After I took over the house, I went to take a few photos. , I've been sick for several days since I came back!" After speaking, the intermediary was shocked by his honesty, and slapped himself hard on the mouth.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhong Jiudao asked.

"I told you earlier, would you still dare to rent it? Even if you are willing to rent it, the haunted house is easy to bargain. I doubled the price set by the owner, and told you not to reduce the price?" The agent slapped himself after saying that. , He felt that he was simply evil, why did he say anything?

"I recorded what you said just now. Can I complain that your company deceived customers?"

The agent hurriedly stopped Zhong Jiudao: "Don't, don't! In this way, I will rent the house to you at the lowest price set by the landlord, and the agency fee will also be reduced by 20%, okay?"

Zhong Jiudao looked at the intermediary.

"The agent fee is reduced by 50%! Or I will find you a better house!" said the agent anxiously.

"No, this house is very good. It has many rooms, large space, beautiful decoration, and historical color. Most importantly, the price is cheap. There is no more suitable house than this. I can sign the contract now." Zhong Jiudao Say.

The intermediary breathed a sigh of relief, took out the briefcase, filled in the price on the standard contract, and asked Zhong Jiudao to sign.

Zhong Jiudao signed and paid, and rented it for one year according to the minimum period stipulated by the landlord. He knew that this was a haunted house and he had to rent it. He was really weird.

"Mr. Zhong, this house is really evil, why do you want to rent it?" the agent asked in confusion.

"I'm a director and I need a house like this for filming." Zhong Jiudao raised his hand and shook it in front of the intermediary, as if taking back something.

Then he said to the intermediary: "Be honest in life in the future."

After all, Zhong Jiudao picked up the box effortlessly and walked steadily towards the haunted house. He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and the large 32-inch suitcase has the ease of a 20-inch boarding suitcase.

The intermediary kept watching him out of sight, and then he said to himself: "What's wrong with my mouth today? Tell the truth!"

Compared with the chagrin of the intermediary, Zhong Jiudao, who rented a suitable house at an ultra-low price, was in a good mood.

When Zhong Jiudao took the college entrance examination, he did not choose a school carefully arranged for him by his family. Instead, he secretly participated in the art test behind everyone's back and took the director department of a well-known film and television school. His father was so angry that he directly threatened to cut off the father-son relationship with him and let him Never enter the house again.

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Zhong Jiudao was unable to go home for two full years during his college days. Later, his mother reconciled with him, and his father forced him to go home for the Chinese New Year, but he still could not accept his choice. postgraduate.

Zhong Jiudao had a director dream, wanting to present the story in his heart on the big screen, and he insisted on taking this path.

Father and son are very stubborn, and in the end they can only make a ten-year appointment. Zhong Jiudao can freely enter the entertainment industry within ten years of graduation. If he fails to achieve results, he must go home and engage in the occupation arranged by his family.

Father Zhong also threatened that when Zhong Jiudao was filming, he should not expect any assistance from his family, and told all his colleagues not to invest in Zhong Jiudao's projects.

This year, Zhong Jiudao graduated from university, and he is preparing for his first movie in ten years.

There was no way to get investment from his past contacts. Zhong Jiudao could only use the 2 million he earned from work-study studies and mysterious odd jobs during his college days to film movies. The funds were very tight, and he could only save money from every detail.

This house, Zhong Jiudao, was originally intended to be rented for only three months, but unfortunately this is a long-term rental. The landlord requires a minimum of one year and cannot be rented for a few months. Fortunately, this is a haunted house, and more than half of the rent was cut off, saving a lot of money.

Zhong Jiudao walked two kilometers with a heavy box and came to the gate.

This is a single-family garden house with a large yard and a very high door. The courtyard is full of trees, which have grown into towering giant trees in the past hundred years. The lush greenery surrounds the courtyard, blocking the sun, and making the whole house look eerie while being cool.

Zhong Jiudao looked up and saw that the sun was just below the western horizon, and dusk had arrived.

He took out a bunch of keys given by the intermediary, opened the dilapidated door, pushed it open, and there was a different scene in the courtyard.

In the real photos given by the agency, the courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and the leaves were piled up everywhere. The whole house was covered with creepers, and the house looked very depressed.

But after the door was opened, there were no fallen leaves in the yard, and the weeds in the garden were also plucked up by someone, and it was full of dark red flowers.

In the faint sunlight left at dusk, the flowers in the garden gently spit out blood-red stamens. If you look closely, you can easily see this flower as the face of a gorgeous woman, and the stamens are the blood-red lips.

The stone road in front of the door is spotless, and the luxurious bungalow is located at the end of the stone road, surrounded by countless dark red flowers, like the entrance to another world.

Zhong Jiudao walked onto the stone road full of history. Facing this strange scene, he smiled slightly: "It saves the money of asking someone to clean it."

As the last rays of sunlight disappeared under the horizon, the yard with too many towering giant trees darkened faster than the outside world. Zhong Jiudao stood outside the bungalow and saw candlelight actually burning in the window on the second floor.

Ordinary people would be scared to flee quickly when they saw this scene, but how could Zhong Jiudao abandon this cheap house that he finally rented. He used the key to open the rusty lock and pushed open the door of the bungalow.

With a "squeak", the old wooden door was pushed open, and a biting cold wind blew out of the house.

There are countless oil lamps hanging on the walls of the hall on the first floor. As Zhong Jiudao walked in, the oil lamps lit up one by one, flashing a faint turquoise light, illuminating the entire first floor.

Zhong Jiudao frowned: "Didn't you say it's powered on? Why do you still light candles. Shooting equipment needs electricity, and mobile phones can't be charged."

After speaking, he ignored the bizarre sight and strode in to find the power source.

As soon as Zhong Jiudao entered the door, a woman in a white cheongsam appeared in front of the door. She held a red candle, her face flickered under the candlelight, like a ghost floating in the hall.

She walked very lightly, with no footsteps at all, she walked like a floating, quietly came to the back of Zhong Jiudao, stretched out her hand to Zhong Jiudao, and said quietly: "This is not the place you should come, let's go."

A voice like Devil May Cry suddenly sounded behind him, Zhong Jiudao turned his head expressionlessly, saw the too long nails on the woman's pale fingers, and calmly said, "Why isn't it where I should be? This is what I rented, I am now It's the owner, who are you? How come you are in my house? It's you who should go."

He also took out the lease contract, revealing the legally effective signature and official seal, as well as the copy of the power of attorney from the homeowner to the intermediary company attached to the contract, which is reasonable, reasonable, and beyond doubt.

The woman in white was stunned by the contract, she slowly retracted her hand, held the candle and floated back two steps, keeping a distance from Zhong Jiudao, and then whispered: "Little girl... already living in this house for a long time."

"Oh? How long, do you have the right of residence? If there is no evidence to prove your right of residence, you should leave here, otherwise it will violate my property rights." Zhong Jiudao asked.

He found the light switch on the wall and pressed it. With a click, the light above the hall came on, illuminating the whole hall brightly, like daytime. The woman in white cheongsam was dazzled by the light and reached out to block it.

Zhong Jiudao glanced at the woman's feet and saw that she had no shadow under the bright light. He was relieved, turned off the light, and muttered, "This house is too big, and turning on all the lights consumes too much electricity, so turn it on. Save for now."

When the lights went out, the woman in white was obviously relieved. She looked at Zhong Jiudao faintly and whispered, "My concubine has really lived in this house for a hundred years."

"In some foreign countries, if you live for a long time, you will automatically have the right of residence, and the owner has no right to drive away the tenant. However, there is no provision in our country for the time being. Unless you have a contract from the owner to grant the right of residence, you must move Go out." Zhong Jiudao made a "please" gesture to the woman in white, then ignored her and walked to the second floor after visiting the first floor.

At the moment when the lights were turned on, Zhong Jiudao had a panoramic view of the structure of the first floor. don't know who cleaned the dust and cobwebs on the walls. A faint figure flashed in the servant's room in the corner, apparently living there too. what.

The second floor is the bedroom. The stairs are a little old. When you step on it, you will make a "squeaky" sound. Zhong Jiudao stops after taking two steps. Looking back, the woman in white did not follow, but held Holding the candle, he looked up at him resentfully.

"Why didn't you follow?" Zhong Jiudao asked. "It doesn't matter if you don't come up. Lend me the candle. My phone is running out of battery, so it's inconvenient to use a flashlight."

The woman in white: "..."

Before she said anything, a woman in a dress stood at the end of the stairs and said to Zhong Jiudao, "Because the upstairs is my place, she is not worthy of being a lowly concubine."

The woman in white was on the first floor, with resentment and fear in her expression.

"What age are you talking about these dregs," Zhong Jiudao shook his head, "My house, in a few days, other people will move in to film, you guys move as soon as possible."

The woman in the dress turned hideous, her beautiful face twisted, blood dripped from her forehead, her whole head became shattered, and flew downstairs, screaming hysterically at Zhong Jiudao: "If you don't want to get out, just die! "

Zhong Jiudao did not change his face and dodged to avoid the attack of the woman in the dress, but the stairs swayed under his feet, apparently trying to throw Zhong Jiudao downstairs.

Zhong Jiudao stood very steady, but the big box shook and fell downstairs. Zhong Jiudao was quick-witted and held the box in time.

This time, his face finally changed.

"Good voice and anger let you vacate the house, but you still want to destroy my property." Zhong Jiudao was a little angry. This box contained a very expensive camera that he rented. What kind of money would he pay for it if it broke?

Zhong Jiudao was drawing something in the air with his left hand, and a silver spell appeared in the void. The speed of his drawing was fast and steady, and the spell was formed in less than a second.

Zhong Jiudao pointed a finger, and the talisman flew towards the woman in the dress at high speed.

The woman in the dress was hit by the silver charm, and the spell without talisman, paper and cinnabar was so powerful that it hit the woman in the dress to the ceiling with one move.

The pattern on the spell wraps the woman in the dress, and the silver light shines through her debut, and there is a faint sound of thunder flashing in her ears.

The woman in the dress was nailed to the ceiling chandelier by a spell. Lightning flashed, providing enough power for the chandelier, and the lights in the room turned on again.

Zhong Jiudao showed a stunned look, nodded and said, "It turns out that the five thunder talismans also have such power-saving uses, but the current is unstable, and it is easy to burn out the electrical appliances. It needs to be improved."

He thought for a while, and quickly drew a few strokes in the air, weakening the power of the Five Thunder Talismans and changing them to a steady and continuous attack.

The spells of thunder and fire all react when they encounter yin or evil spirits, and in the hands of ordinary people, they are just an ordinary paper. At this moment, this improved version of the continuous output of the Five Thunder Talisman is firmly locked on the woman in the dress, and under the condition of constantly encountering evil spirits, the current is stably output.

The hall was brightly lit, and Zhong Jiudao stood on the stairs, holding the suitcase steady, looking down under the bright light like day.

The ghosts hiding in the corner of the haunted house saw the women in dresses acting as power sources on the ceiling, and they were so frightened that they hugged their cold self, closed their mouths tightly, and dared not make a sound.

When Zhong Jiudao saw that the house was finally quiet, he was satisfied and went upstairs to visit the venue where he would shoot in the future.

Seeing that Zhong Jiudao sheltered them, the ghosts drifted silently behind Zhong Jiudao, looking at Qian Duoqun with glowing green eyes, and one even took off his eyes and threw them on the money. At the feet of many groups, they stared at him with uneasy eyes.

The group of ghosts are all ghosts of the old society. In their understanding, after becoming servants of ghosts, they are slaves of Zhong Jiudao. If Zhong Jiudao is kindhearted, they can live a good life. If Zhong Jiudao had no pity for ghosts, they could only be slaughtered by others.

Even if Zhong Jiudao felt that Fu Yue was not strong enough and let it swallow Aunt Yang's supplementary strength, Aunt Yang would not be able to resist.

If you covet the beauty of Qi Wanlian, you can accept it. Even if the Heavenly Master himself does not despise ghosts, it is okay to order Qi Wanlian to serve others.

Most of them were miserable people in their lifetimes. If they were ghosts and they were still so miserable, it would be better if they lost their souls.

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