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Chapter 128: Bad Feng Shui

Seeing that the village chief was so excited, the two stopped talking and gave him some time to react.

"Why are you so excited, old man? Be careful or you might get carried away!" The village chief's wife complained in a low voice while stroking his back to calm him down.

These two people have a good relationship.

"Alright, alright, I'm fine. Just keep talking. What can I do for you?"

The village chief stopped coughing, and his wrinkled old face turned red.

Seeing that the village chief had recovered his breath, the two men continued their conversation.

"We need several factories to store our stuff for that business, and it's definitely too late to build one now. So I wanted to ask my uncle if there's any empty house in the village. It doesn't have to be too big, but it has to be able to shelter from the wind and rain, and it would be best if ox carts and horse carriages could enter the yard directly."

"A yard that can accommodate horse-drawn and ox-drawn carriages?" The village chief was thinking about the situation in the village.

"Old man, isn't Chen Fangping's house just suitable?" the village chief's wife suggested.

"Chen Fangping's house?" The village chief had a subtle expression. "The location is suitable. It's close to the village entrance and can be driven directly by oxcarts. It's quite spacious. It's just like the situation before. Jiaming's wife and Yuandong's wife, you guys should think about whether you want to use it. If not, I'll think about whether there's anything suitable."

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin were confused. If it was suitable, why did they ask them to consider it?

Erhe waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, that location is unlucky. Village chief, we don't want to be there!"

Unlucky? There is a story behind it! The two searched their original memories.

It turned out that Chen Fangping's family had a hard life before, not much better than their original lives. After the two sons grew up, they went out to do business, and the family's life became better.

Life was getting better and better, a brick house was built, and it was time to arrange marriages for the two sons. However, the family members died one after another in the house.

When my eldest son came back two years ago, he invited friends and relatives to his home for a drink. But after seeing off his friends and relatives, he got drunk and fell into the water tank in the yard. No one in the family noticed that he fell into the water tank. When he woke up the next day, he was stiff. A small water tank was his death.

Last year, I heard that the second son was engaged to a girl from a certain family, but the girl later ran away from the marriage. The second son couldn't figure it out and swallowed arsenic at home.

The two sons died one after another, and Chen Fangping's wife also died because she couldn't bear the shock. It was thought that Chen Fangping was doomed to die in the family, but in March this year, Chen Fangping was also suffocated to death by charcoal fire in his room.

Such a big family died out within two years, leaving only a girl who married far away. When Chen Fangping was buried, it was the son of his eldest brother who broke the basin for him.

Because the blue brick and tile house was built later after the residential land was purchased, the villagers said that the house had bad feng shui and would affect people's fate. Otherwise, how could such a prosperous family suddenly have only one girl left?

The girl probably survived because she married someone else, otherwise she would have to stay in this house.

So since Chen Fangping was buried in March this year, no one in the village dared to go near their house.

Thinking of the rumors in the village, Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin looked at each other. They thought that it was not that the feng shui of the house was bad, but that it had attracted a villain.

The previous ones can be said to be accidents and normal deaths, but the death of Chen Fangping was a bit strange. Who would be a good person burning charcoal in the house in March?

However, the two did not say anything. They did not believe that no one could see that there was something wrong with this matter. Since everyone said that this house was haunted, they would just treat it as such. Chen Fangping had nothing to do with them, so there was no need for them to get involved in this mess.

They had noticed this house when they passed by the village entrance on their way to the market. At that time, they only thought that it was in a good location and was spacious, and they didn't think about these things at all.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin were a little hesitant.

If it was a man-made disaster, it means there is nothing dirty in this house. But when I think about the four people who died in it one after another, I feel a chill down my spine.

Moreover, they don't know who is behind this or what their purpose is. What if they put something in there and offend others and get retaliated against? What should they do?

But the location was really good, close to the village entrance and not far away from the Niulan River, which completely met their requirements.

Otherwise, why not rent it temporarily? Then rebuild it when you have more money.

The two of them silently recited the core socialist values ​​several times in their hearts. Chinese children who were born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze are not afraid of these monsters and demons.

"Okay, Uncle Village Chief, we'll rent this house. I wonder who's taking care of it now. Who should we go to discuss the rent with?"

"If you want to rent, just rent from me. After Chen Fangping's wife passed away, Chen Fangping came to my house. He asked me to go with him to the government office to get a notarization. If he died, the house would belong to the village. But I didn't expect that less than a month later, he would actually pass away."

What? Chen Fangping even went to get a notarization done a month before his death. Who would believe that there was no trick?

Judging from the village chief's expression of regret and sorrow, he might have told him something when Chen Fangping came to his house, but he might not have believed it at the time, and as a result, Chen Fangping really died.

The two were also unwilling to dig into the reasons behind this, so as not to get into unnecessary trouble.

Since the house is in the village, there is no obstacle to renting it. The title deed is in the hands of the village chief and no one can say anything.

"Uncle Village Chief, how much does this house cost per month?"

"His house has just been renovated, but houses in the village are not valuable and those things happened. If you want to use it, it will cost you 150 cents a month. I will then give it to Chen Yanni. It can be considered as a little money left for her by her father." Thinking of the remaining daughter of Chen Fangping, the village chief also sighed.

"Okay, let's rent it for half a year. Uncle, how about we sign a contract?"

Zheng Yuan took out the money and handed it over, and at the same time suggested that they should write a document. It was not because he did not trust the village chief, but mainly because having this thing would prevent anyone from causing trouble in the future.

"Of course I have to sign a document. Old woman, go get my things."

Soon the village chief's wife took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, placed them neatly on the table, and began to grind ink naturally.

The village chief picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and quickly began to write on the paper. His strokes flowed smoothly, and his strokes were fast, accurate, and steady, with strings of words appearing on the paper.

Wow! The two of them widened their eyes. They didn't expect the village chief to have such a skill.

Soon the village chief wrote a note and copied another one. He placed the two sheets side by side on the table to let the ink dry.

"Okay, I'll read it to you. If you have no objections, just put your fingerprint here." The village chief pointed to the lease holder on the paper.

"There is a house located in Laohuaiqing... The monthly rent is one hundred and fifty cents..." The village chief quickly read the contents of the letter.

"Any questions?" After reading it, he turned to the two people and asked for their opinions.

"No no."

"Then put your hand print here." The village chief handed over the ink pad.

The two men raised their thumbs and pressed their fingerprints on the lease holder's property, and the village chief also pressed his fingerprints on it.

"Here, this one is yours, please keep it well. If someone causes trouble for you later, just take out this lease and ask them to come to me." The village chief handed over one of the copies.

"I know, uncle."

The two men took it and carefully folded it and put it in their collars.