Esoteric Buddhism: To live as king in America

"The master walked around the building with a compass for a whole day, and finally told me with a grim face, 'This building... is 'unclean'! The yin energy is too heavy, and something is lingering here! Those accidents weren't safety hazards at all; they were caused by that 'thing'!'"

Something unclean?

A thought struck Mian, and she immediately recalled the strange fog she had encountered the previous night.

"The master said the only solution is to evacuate everyone from the building. Then, before midnight tonight, have no more than four people—all adult men with strong yang energy and unwavering resolve—move into the building. If these four people can survive until dawn the next day, the evil spirits in the building will be dispelled by the yang energy of the living, and this calamity will be over. Then I can give the government an explanation!"

He looked intently at Mian and Shirley, especially Mian:

"Brother Mian! Look, this job... the pay is by the hour, five hundred eagle dollars per person per hour! You just need to stay in the building for one night, from going in at night until coming out at dawn the next day! Eight hours is four thousand eagle dollars!"

Wang Yuanli looked at Mi An's hesitant expression, his eyes almost overflowing with anticipation.

"Brother Mian, please help me! This building is the result of generations of immigrants' hard work, and it's the only home for many of my fellow countrymen. If it continues to be closed, I'll have to consider selling it. Those white people will definitely take the opportunity to interfere, and all the people in Shengzhou on this street will be affected."

He lowered his voice, glanced at Shirley beside him, and then whispered in his hometown dialect, which only Mian could understand:

"These foreigners don't know anything, and I'm afraid they'll mess things up and ruin the master's arrangements. I only trust my fellow countrymen in these matters. I'll offer you 700 per hour; you must help me."

700 per hour, at least eight hours a night, that's 5600 Eagle Dollars! That's a generous reward no matter what. But thinking about the possibility of encountering that strange monster again, Mian cautiously took two steps back, temporarily distancing himself from Wang Yuanli.

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be the same to ask the tenants in this building, along with a professional security team? It's a matter of vital importance to our residence; the tenants shouldn't object."

Wang Yuanli was silent for a moment, then, abandoning his previous fawning and mercenary manner, he grabbed Mi An's shoulder and said with immense anxiety:

"Whether they are tenants or security companies, no matter how poor they are, they are still people with legal status who honestly pay taxes. I can't let any more people with legal status die in this building. So I have no choice but to turn to you, to the homeless."

At this point, Wang Yuanli sighed deeply, then turned around and continued:

"I'll add fifty more per hour. If you still don't want to, then let's part ways amicably."

Are they afraid of the impact of ordinary people dying, so they seek out homeless people whose deaths no one cares?

Mian rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment.

It must be said that this is a reasonable reason. However, it's not enough to convince Mian to make a decision.

Mi pretended to take out his phone, but actually held the mirror shard "crystal ball" in his hand and examined it closely.

On the surface of the glass shard, the gleaming white characters reappeared, as if echoing something.

A cynical troll has challenged you, betting that you dare not venture deep into the Black Forest to claim its treasure. You respond with a disdainful smile; as the king of this land, you have never cared for money or treasure, but you are equally unafraid of any challenge.

Although the Golden Finger's writing often appears to be nonsense, it always has some correspondence with reality, especially when it comes to the next action.

"Does this mean you're encouraging me to go?"

Mian murmured to herself, but she had made up her mind.

He pocketed the glass shards and then reached out his hand to Wang Yuanli.

"Mr. Wang, I can take this job. Would you like to sign a contract?"

Wang Yuanli's eyes behind his glasses suddenly lit up, and the gloom on his face vanished almost instantly; he was nearly moved to tears of joy.

"Great! Brother Mian! A contract? Okay, okay. Even though we're from the same hometown, having proof always makes me feel more at ease, and the process is much clearer!"

He hurriedly pulled a printed, simple agreement from the inside pocket of his suit.

Mian took the agreement and examined it carefully. The compensation amount was fine, and the risk clauses were as expected. He pointed to Ayn ​​and said to Wang Yuanli:

"Mr. Wang, this child will come in with me."

"No problem, no problem! As long as she fits the 'person' the master described, it's fine. Besides, this young lady looks very energetic!"

Wang Yuanli readily agreed, as for him, the key was to gather enough people and have sensible Asian descendants.

Just then, a gruff voice broke in:

"Hey, Wang, since the reward is so generous, wouldn't you mind if I joined you for a free meal?"

Mian and Wang Yuanli both turned around in surprise, only to see Shirley grinning, one hand in his pocket, the other casually pointing to himself. His joining was completely unexpected by Mian.

"Sherry?"

Mian raised an eyebrow slightly. He hadn't expected this man to take the initiative to get involved in this kind of situation. After all, he had also experienced the thrilling moment yesterday, but he didn't have the special abilities that Mian and Ain had.

Shirley shrugged his broad shoulders, his expression open and honest.

"Hey, Mian, you and Ai Yin are so capable, you even got through that scene last night. It's better for me to follow you guys around and mooch some money than to rummage through the trash, right? Winter is coming soon, it's good to save up some money in advance."

He paused, his gaze becoming more serious, but his tone remained relaxed.

"Don't worry, I know the rules. Once inside, it's all up to your abilities. I won't hold you back, and I don't expect you to protect me."

Mian gave Shirley a deep look. He certainly wouldn't refuse the addition of such a forthright man as Shirley, but rather, he had more on his mind.

"Perhaps we can take this opportunity to completely bring Sherry in and make her a candidate for official recognition."

"Of course I have no objection, Shirley."

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Mian's lips.

"Many hands make light work, and it's always good to have someone to look out for you. What do you think, Mr. Wang?"

Wang Yuanli was naturally eager for Shirley, a retired soldier, to join him, and immediately nodded vigorously.

"It would be wonderful if the Shirley brothers were willing to join. If there's one more person, I'll try to make it work. Tonight, the three of you can move into the building, and I'll prepare rooms for you."

Shirley signed her name on the agreement.

After the agreement was signed, Wang Yuanli carefully put away his copy, as if clutching a lifeline. The atmosphere eased slightly. However, at this moment, Mi An patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Mr. Wang, before tonight, could you please show us around this building?"