After I stopped being a lady from a rich family, I fought all over the capital

Chapter 26: Haunted House

"Is there any kind that doesn't cost money and even gives you money?"

Song Lan asked seriously.

Yan Jun's mouth twitched beside him.

Brother Fangya's eyes widened and his fists clenched.

"Girl..." Are you here to cause trouble?

Before Fang Ya could finish his words, another person dressed similarly to him squeezed in and said with a festive smile: "Miss, you want to buy a house?"

Brother Fangya was very unhappy because someone suddenly interrupted and stole his business.

But thinking about Song Lan's request, he was no longer unhappy.

I originally thought he would be a big customer, but I didn't expect that Song Lan was dressed decently and was just pretending to be rich.

Seeing that she was being entertained by someone else, Brother Fangya turned around and left.

I was afraid that I would be pestered with more questions and waste my time.

"I do want to buy a house, but the houses in the capital are much more expensive than those in Jiangzhou."

Song Lan told the truth.

"So the young lady is from Jiangzhou. What a coincidence, I am also from Jiangzhou." As he said this, he spoke in a Jiangzhou accent and greeted Song Lan.

It was rare to hear the local accent, and Song Lan's eyes lit up: "What a coincidence, we are from the same hometown!"

She looked down at the man's chest, which had a sign similar to the one the young man had just seen, and asked, "Is he also a young man working here?"

"Mu-Rong-Tie-Zhu?"

Song Lan softly read out the name on the ivory plate.

"Hey! It's me, it's me!"

Murong Tiezhu nodded happily in response.

"I just heard from you that you want a house that doesn't cost money and you even give money to buy it. What a coincidence! I actually have one here. I just don't know if you dare to... really live in it."

Song Lan raised his eyebrows: "No money, but even giving money away, is there really such a good thing?"

"It's more real than real gold, but it's a haunted house."

Murong Tiezhu did not hide anything.

"Haunted house?"

It sounds quite rare.

"How fierce?"

"The previous owner and his entire family of sixteen died tragically the night they moved in. No one was spared!"

"Oh?"

Song Lan licked his lips slightly and swallowed a few times, as if he was extremely hungry.

"If it's a haunted house, why put it up for sale?"

Yan Jun frowned and advised Song Lan: "A house where someone has died is always unsafe, especially since this case has not been solved yet. It is an unsolved case. The murderer may still be at large or even wandering around nearby. You should..." Don't stop.

"Brother Guard, are you concerned about me?"

Song Lan suddenly moved close to the person, almost sticking to him.

A warm breath blows towards me.

Yan Jun felt Song Lan's eyelashes brushing gently across his face. In an instant, his heart seemed to be on fire, burning hot and making his mouth dry.

He swallowed nervously, and his ears turned red.

Yan Jun turned his head away in panic, not daring to look anyone in the eye: "My job is my duty."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yan Jun wished he could bite his tongue.

You idiot, what are you talking about!
Your current identity is the guard of the eldest princess in the human world, not the little King of Hell in the underworld!

What the hell is the responsibility?

Look, even the devil doesn’t believe it!
Song Lan was indeed stunned for a moment.

puff!

She came back to her senses, covered her mouth, and laughed softly: "So, protecting me is the duty of the guard brother?"

This is too much love!

Song Lan suddenly felt a little distressed. It seemed that her benefactor really wanted her to repay him with her body!
But humans and ghosts have different paths...

We have to think of a solution carefully!

"Brother Guard, what you said makes sense." Song Lan nodded in agreement.

Yan Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could even catch his breath, he heard Song Lan say to Murong Tiezhu, "Then I wonder what the conditions are for living in this haunted house? Just being brave? Or is there something else?"

Yan Jun: ???
You just said that what I said made sense, so you're just saying it?
Song Lan: Then don’t worry about it, just say whether the emotional value is given enough.

Yan Jun wanted to persuade him again, but Song Lan had already gone with Murong Tiezhu to get the contract.

"To take over this house, there is nothing special to say. You just need to live here for three months, and then you will be considered a successful challenge. Then this house will be yours!"

"When the time comes, we will prepare all the necessary transfer deeds and documents for you, and there will also be a reward of 500 strings of cash."

Song Lan raised his eyebrows.

It sounds like a challenge: "I'll give you five million, do you dare to live here for a month?" "What if you can't stay here for a month?"

"If you don't live to the fullest..." Murong Tiezhu chuckled twice and pointed at the two lines of ant-sized words on the contract: "It's written here. If the challenger quits/escapes/dies midway, the challenge will be considered a failure."

"Those who fail the challenge will have to pay a total of three months' rent."

Murong Tiezhu pointed down to the smaller words: "Room fee is two strings of cash per day."

After listening to this, Song Lan took a breath.

Wow...after these three months, wouldn’t that be 180 strings of cash?

"I would like to ask a few questions."

"Please speak, young lady."

"Has anyone ever participated in this haunted house challenge?"

"This challenge has generous rewards, of course there are."

Five hundred strings of cash are enough for an ordinary family to have enough food and clothing for more than ten years.

Naturally, there are many people who are attracted to it.

"Those who failed the challenge, will be compensated to you?"

Murong Tiezhu looked embarrassed, and said in a tone that was neither soft nor hard: "It's not convenient to tell you this."

Song Lan understood.

No wonder he was so bold, promising a house and five hundred strings of cash.

It seems that quite a few people have been cheated.

And there are channels to get money from these people to pay compensation.

What a profiteer!
What a business mind!

"How are these three months calculated? Do I have to stay at home for three months, or can I go out?"

"Young lady, you only need to return to the house and stay there after sunset. During the day, you are not restricted to where you stay."

It's also interesting.

"Row!"

Song Lan rolled up his sleeves and asked someone to bring a pen. When he was about to sign, he asked again: "If I succeed in the challenge, you won't deny it, right?"

"how could be?"

Song Lan looked skeptical.

Murong Tiezhu came closer and whispered, "To tell you the truth, this house is under the name of the Zhang family."

"Zhang Mansion, you should have heard of it, right?"

"Even if I would lie to you, the Zhang Mansion can't lie to you, right? And this challenge has always been posted outside that house. I am just helping to spread the news and earn some referral fees."

Song Lan paused as he held the pen. "Zhang Mansion? The Zhang Mansion of Zhang Bingzhi."

Murong Tiezhu didn't expect that someone would dare to call Patriarch Zhang by his name. He was so anxious that he cried out "Ouch" several times: "Young lady, don't dare to say it!"

Is there anything you dare not say?
She still dares to hit!
But since it was the Zhang family who took the lead in providing the guarantee—

Song Lan picked up the contract and read it word by word.

He also asked someone to bring candles and toasted the paper several times.

I was afraid that someone would do something to me.

The Zhang family’s business... is the most untrustworthy!
How can a family whose bad bamboo does not produce good bamboo shoots have any credibility?

In his previous life, he even tampered with the deed, using special ink to write a divorce letter and tricked her into signing it.

When the special ink disappeared, she wrote again, stating that she voluntarily donated all her property to the Zhang family and paid off the deed for the two million strings of cash she owed.

Thinking of the Zhang family's despicable methods, Song Lan's body was filled with resentment, which soon submerged her completely.

Yan Jun, the only one present who showed resentment, was horrified.

Suddenly, Zhang Chi was slapped a dozen times without any warning. He was so scared that he screamed in the prison, saying that there was a ghost.

Even Liu Tian, the "real young master" who had just been "invited" back to the Zhang family, was slapped twice in the air.

Xie Yuyao, Lu and all the people who were sealed in the Xie family suddenly felt a pain on their faces, as if they were slapped hard in the face.

One of Mrs. Xie's teeth was knocked out.

Even Xie Shangqi, who had been sentenced to death, could not escape.
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Yan Jun was worried about how to calm the strong resentment accumulated around Song Lan.

Song Lan had finished reading the contract, including all the small characters, small small characters, and small small small characters.

It turns out that nothing was done.

It seems that the Zhang family is very confident that the haunted house is haunted and no one can explain it?
"There is nothing wrong with this deed. I signed it."

Song Lan signed and sealed the contract swiftly and decisively.

"I hope this challenge of yours isn't a lie."

She winked playfully, and her voice was vague, as if coming out from underground: "Otherwise, there will be ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night ~ oh ~ ~ ~"

Murong Tiezhu felt an inexplicable chill on his back.

At the same time, in the morgue of Jingzhao Prefecture, the coroner who was preparing to perform an autopsy on Xie Shangqi also heard a sharp explosion.

(End of this chapter)