Chapter 465 Old House

Style: Girl Author: Jiang MuyunWords: 1262Update Time: 24/01/12 03:15:46
Ordinary house cleaning can be done by yourself at home.

It's not difficult to operate. It's just a matter of placing the grains in the blind corners of each room, and then sealing the door edges and window cracks with strong liquor, and it's basically done.

If it is a bungalow, just after the Waking of Insects, take down the roof and let the spring thunder shake.

If a Taoist priest is needed to clean the house, the house will basically be very troublesome.

I looked up at the two of them and tried to stay calm: "Is this house a haunted house?"

"No." Liang Hai responded softly: "It's my old house."

He turned his eyes and looked at the woman beside him, his eyes full of love.

"We don't want to fight in the big city anymore. We want to go back to our hometown and live a quiet life, so we want to move into our old house."

No wonder, you don’t even know what I look like.

This thing doesn't sound complicated. If I still have the Taoism with me, I can finish it in one day.

But now, I can’t guarantee it.

Then I thought about it, without the rotten eggs, wouldn’t it be possible to make cakes?

Without Taoism, I still have some folk methods. Although they are not as useful as Taoism, they are worse than nothing!

I agree to this!

I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it: "Give me a chance. I agreed." Liang Hai suddenly smiled and raised his hand to point to the road outside.

"Not far from here, on Minghua Street, you can see a big red-covered house at a glance."

I nodded to myself. Minghua Street was two blocks away from me, which saved me the trouble of traveling.

"Please leave your mobile phone number and I will contact you after the process is completed."

Liang Hai pointed to the business card on the table and said with a smile, "That's on it."

"Okay, okay."

After sending Liang Hai and his wife away, I looked down at the business card.

This Liang Hai is also the general manager of a real estate group.

Tsk tsk.

Retiring at such a young age is really enviable.

At this time, Uncle Ya's voice sounded above my head.

"Everything in the world has a solution. If you don't give up, things will come true."

I followed the sound and saw that the old man was lying on the railing on the second floor, looking at me with a smile on his face.

I smiled unconsciously and said nothing.

Turning around, I shouted toward the back hall: "Xiao Bai."

"Here, here."

Xiaobai hurriedly ran over from the kitchen: "What's the matter, brother?"

"Do me a favor."

I looked around and focused on the southwest corner: "Make me a shrine and a tablet."

"Brother, if you are no longer a Taoist priest, what do you believe in now?"

I glanced back at him speechlessly: "What else can I believe in? I believe in fate!"

"Just put it on the tablet, the first-year spiritual tablet."

"Hehe." Xiaobai grinned and said, "What kind of wood do you want?"

"No, just normal wood will do!"

As soon as I saw him like this, I knew that his ingenuity was out of control again.

Now in the first grade of junior high school, he doesn't dare to follow me. I just want to give him a stable place to stay. Xiaobai must not do any tricks.

"Don't worry, it will be done in the afternoon."

Xiaobai ran out jumping up and down, and the voice of the first grade of junior high school rang in the corner.

"Your Majesty, why is this?"

The face of the first grader was full of confusion and confusion, and I could only smile about it.

"As for you, you don't dare to come close to me now. I have to find a home for you. Floating around in the world is not a long-term solution."

Chuyi sighed silently and lowered his eyelids: "But, I want to follow you."

"I have set up a memorial tablet for you, so you can enjoy incense here."

I glanced back at her and comforted her: "Although you can't be reincarnated now, if you have the chance, it would be a good choice to be an errand boy for the City God in the future."

Chu Yi slowly raised his head and then gave a wry smile.

"I'm afraid that all your hard work, Your Majesty, will be in vain."

She looked down at herself and sighed: "I am already a rotten body, how can I dare to ask for such an opportunity?"

"Okay." I interrupted her: "There's still a long way to go, so take your time."

Turning around, I habitually took off the robe from the wall and said, "I'm going out to work."