Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

haunted house.

haunted house.

Prices in such places are usually very cheap.

The fiercer the cheaper.

That's what Kant planned. First, let's ask if there is any evil house in the community. If there is, Uncle Kang can make a move... The price must be much cheaper than the market price.

As for ghosts? As for the haunted house? Are you kidding me, have you seen this big fist?

I am super brave.

But he thought a little too much.

When the police lady heard his real intention, she exchanged glances with the colleague next to her.

It is a citizen's legal right to go to the police station to check whether there is a murder when you want to buy a house, but it is not in line with the procedure to go to the police station to check the murder house before you buy it.

She glanced at Kant regretfully, shook her head apologetically, "This doesn't meet the rules..."

Kant frowned. With the blessing of the charm necklace, he held a captivating, peerless beauty in a low voice: "Can't you be accommodating? Comrade police, I really want to buy a house..."

In fact, the rules and procedures in this world are afraid of a word.

The police lady insisted on the principle, but the young lady next to her said casually: "Didn't Zhao team talk about that incident at dinner last night? It's not a big deal."

Kant's charismatic electric eyes immediately looked over.

The policeman said: "Oh, it's like this, a few days ago, a resident in Huaxing Garden did call the police, saying that the house was haunted, and terrible things often happened after twelve o'clock, causing him to have nightmares all the time. He called the police, we have to take care of it, but we can send someone over there to stay up all night, or stay downstairs, as long as we go there, there will be no ghosts there, and the family is going crazy—if Instead of seeing how the family has almost collapsed, we have to deal with it as a false police report."

"So evil?"

Kant became interested: "So they are going to sell the house?"

The police lady shook her head and said, "No, this happened a few days ago, and it has already been sold."

Kant was anxious and asked, "Who did you sell it to?"

"Intermediary."

The police lady pursed her lips and said with a smile: "In today's society, housing prices are so high, so what if it is a haunted house? The price is so cheap, what is a ghost? Some people are not taboo, after all, it is a scientific society."

"Some real estate companies, or investors, buy and sell haunted houses. Because the price is cheap, after getting it, if the ghost is fake and sell it, wouldn't it make a lot of money?"

Kant calculated in his heart, looked at the meaningful smile of the police lady, and suddenly said: "Look at your appearance, that real estate agent with good business vision... has also encountered a ghost?"

"Yeah, I ran to the police and cried so badly. They kept saying that he would not buy the house and would return the house to the family, but the family refused. The two sides started to argue, and they said they would file a lawsuit..."

Kant laughed: "Then may I ask, the last question, where does this intermediary work?"

This is a borderline ball and does not directly disclose the privacy of others.

So the police lady hesitated for a while: "I love me [beep-]..."

Kant, who left the police station, took off the necklace.

A necklace with a high charm bonus is good, and it can turn you into a beauty that everyone loves and flowers bloom, but it also has a side effect, that is, others will have a high degree of favorability towards you.

Just like the two police ladies, they would very solemnly persuade Kant not to buy it.

Because, "it's really wicked."

He didn't want to go to the real estate agency to buy a house. The elder brother of the agency suddenly became gay, and he was very fond of him, and he was even reluctant to sell this obviously problematic property to him.

Kant found a store in the area near Huaxing Garden that I love me [beep-], opened the door, and the intermediaries in suits and leather shoes stood up one after another, showing a service-oriented smile.

Kant said succinctly: "I am looking for an agent, and I want to buy his haunted house."

Although the intermediaries were a little disappointed, they still asked Kant to sit down for a while, served tea, and then started to make phone calls. After a while, someone rushed in from outside.

The intermediary wore eyes and shaved his head. He looked very simple and gentle, and people had a good impression at first sight. He glanced around the room and immediately stretched out his hand: "Hello! My surname is Xu!"

"Mr. Xu, my surname is Kang."

Kant said succinctly: "Most of you are now in a hurry for that haunted house, sell it to me."

Then Intermediary Xu was stunned: "Where did you know about it?"

"Secret." Kant said, "Let's make a price. This house has become a hot potato now. You sell it to people who don't know it. They are frightened and suffer a loss, and they want to come back to you to settle the account. Why not sell it to me? What? Even if there are ghosts inside, I won't be afraid, nor will I trouble Mr. Xu."

The trip to another world for more than a year is still somewhat useful. If it was changed before the time of travel, Kant would not speak so neatly, and he would not have the temperament and confidence of such eloquent talk.

Intermediary Xu was stunned again.

He originally wanted to go around with Kant a few times, quibble a few words, and increase the value of the house, but looking at him now, he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

But the businessman's nature of profit-seeking is still there.

He nodded and said: "Okay, Mr. Kang is refreshing, let's set a price, there is indeed a problem with the house, so we will follow the market price... 70%, how about it!"

Kant sneered and said, "You are fooling me. You are especially evil, dangerous, or haunted mansions that have had a major murder case. The transaction price is usually 40-50% of the original price. You are too greedy."

Intermediary Xu was startled again, and then his expression was a little bit unbearable.

Kant overlooked one thing. After all, modern society is a society where everyone is equal and pays attention to the art of speaking.

—Fuck, it’s not that you don’t sell it, the big deal is that I go to the temple to find a monk or something, come to see Feng Shui, to treat the demons, and drive the ghosts away, right?

At that time, 100% of the sale will be no problem!

Intermediary Xu's face paled, and he was about to reject Kant's request. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and everyone's eyes were drawn away, and the girl walked empty on high heels.

Then sit next to Kant.

Xu Zhongjie narrowed his eyes, and judged the girl's financial resources from the girl's bag, jewelry and clothes, and immediately put on a smile: "Miss, may I help you?"

Kant frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

Lao Wang took out his ID card from his bag: "You can check it in the system. Our family is a customer of your company. How much can you sell your house for at least?"

The agent Xu checked, with a respectful expression on his face, and handed back the ID card with both hands: "Hello, Miss Wang! To tell you the truth, I bought this house for 60% of the original price, you can't let me It's a loss."

Old Wang nodded and took out another bank card: "Swipe it, the full payment, I know you have a special channel, and the relevant documents such as the housing management bureau procedures will be completed today."

Kant said solemnly: "Hello."

Lao Wang reached into Kant's pocket, took out his ID card and household registration book, and handed it over: "The real estate owner wrote his name, and it will be done today."

Kant asked, "Where did you get so much money?"

Even if it is 40% off, it will be two million. Although Lao Wang is a rich second-generation, he is only a student. How can he have so much liquidity on hand?

"What I want from my father, I have persuaded him, don't worry."

Old Wang turned his head and smiled: "If he calls you, just deal with him,"

Kant whispered: "Xiaoman..."

Intermediary Xu started to print documents with high efficiency. He is a fine man, and he never said anything he shouldn't have said.

Cut... the little white face.

Kant couldn't help but said, "Aren't you surprised at all?"

"It's weird, of course it's weird." Old Wang Jiao leaned back slightly, "But if you don't say it, you must have your worries... If it's inconvenient, you don't have to tell me first."

She added: "I'm worried about saving."

Kant did not speak.

Pharaoh's straight ball made him at a loss.

"There won't be so much money in the future."

After leaving the real estate exhibition agency, Xu agency patted his chest and said, "I promise to make it right today. Pharaoh and Kant didn't inspect the house at all. They just opened their mouths to buy, buy, buy, and save a lot of trouble.

Kant said: "I have some gold of unknown origin, I will give it to you and see if Uncle Wang has a channel to sell it..."

— oh oh oh oh oh! Appeared! Gold exchanged in the main **** space!

The key has been handed over to Kant, and as long as the formalities are completed, in the state system, the house is owned by Kant—or, now, Kant's.

Pharaoh said, "Go and see?"

Kant immediately shook his head and said, "No, you see, even after that Xu intermediary found out that you were a big client of his family, he solemnly said otherwise, because the house is really evil... Be careful."

Old Wang pursed his lips and smiled: "Then why don't you go to live?"

Kant smiled: "I called my dad. My dad knew some masters with high mana and asked them to exorcise them. If it is successful, then we will be prosperous."

The old king laughed.

She knew why Kant wanted to buy the haunted house.

As an infinite stream player, even if there are real monsters and monsters, what is it?

The two went home together. In the evening, Intermediary Xu personally delivered various documents, and the hot potato was thrown out. He was a little relieved and a little worried.

"Mr. Kant..."

He said: "That house is indeed a bit evil..."

Kant smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I know a very good exorcist master."

A batch arrived today, and Kant bought a few sets of cosplay products. It has been a long time since he used Fantasy Dajian to enchant them, so he had to study them carefully.

When it was getting late, and it was approaching late at night, he stood up, pushed open the door, and left the community.

Head to his new house.

What he didn't know was that Pharaoh had never had anyone, and was at the bedside at the moment, watching the back of his leaving, hesitating for a long time, and he didn't choose to go downstairs to catch up.

Huaxing Garden.

The property and the like have not been done yet, but they are all trivial matters. Kant walked up the stairs and came to the front of the new house. The cold lights in the corridor continued to shine, revealing a strange atmosphere.

For some reason, I feel a little cold.

But there are also some psychological effects.

Pity the head of the household here, if something like this happens, not only will the assets of the household shrink, but maybe the neighbors will be affected...

He opened the door with the key.

An icy, slightly musty smell came to me.

He didn't turn on the light, walked around in the dark living room, looked at the general layout, turned around and walked to the bedroom, closed the door, and to be on the safe side, he wanted to sleep here.

Then activate the ability to go to the White Mist World.

Feeling a little excited.

Because the map here is open, it means that the shooting club in the north commercial center will open its doors to him, and you can choose from various types of guns.

This is Kant's greatest reliance on returning to another world.

More powerful weapons.

That is to say...

- After opening the map, I will consider leaving.

When he thought of the beautiful face of Pharaoh Yixi and Yiyi's anger, his heart was very complicated.

Are you going to tell the king about this...

She must be very worried...

With this feeling in mind, he closed his eyes in a daze and fell asleep leisurely.

Time moves forward smoothly.

Nothing happened.

midnight.

The clock in the living room passed twelve o'clock.

Suddenly, a icy, biting and foul-smelling wind blew silently in the quiet house.

The hands of the clock wobbled back and forth.

The faucet in the bathroom suddenly turned on.

Blood-red liquid leaked from it.

On the pitch-black ground, something even darker rose, like hair gathered together, like the evil intertwined with the darkest things, and a low voice, like a ghost crying, seemed to be scattered in all directions.

Two pale hands with bright red nails stretched out from the black mass on the ground.

Then there is the brain.

The tangled black hair on his head rolled inward, his pale face turned out, and the excitement and ferocity of discovering the creature floated up and raised his pointed nails.

Still hesitated.

He seemed to be thinking about how to concoct a bold intruder.

She grinned, whispered, and cried, and walked to the bedroom door step by step.

The **** trail dragged on the ground for a long, long time.

She opened her mouth wide and screamed excitedly. Next, she was going to rush into this room, make the people inside scream, make them suffer, and then **** him and enjoy him!

The female ghost is about to pounce.

But the next moment, the room was slammed open!

Kant walked on the walking boots of the Holy Angel of Angels, wearing a unicorn helmet, wearing a Saint Kenny armor, with a glowing cross of the cardinal's blessing hanging on his chest, which exudes the light of detecting evil forces.

He poured the bottle of No. 6 holy water on the Needle of Koos, the great sword of death knight used by the paladin Astoria to slash the death knight. The holy glow is burning on the face of the sword!

Kant held the Needle of Koos in both hands, dashed forward, held the great sword high, the holy flame lingered, and slashed towards the already stunned female ghost on the opposite side!

"Praise the sun!"

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PS1: Four thousand words update.

PS2: By the way, last night, I was frozen at three o'clock. Yes, I had a high fever. I felt cold hands and feet under the winter quilt. I was sweating, and then I regained my strength. Then I basically didn’t sleep well. I still had a sore throat, a fever, and felt cold. Today, my mind is muddled, and I don’t know if it’s a fever or not enough sleep. I wanted to ask for leave today. But I still wrote a bit, after all it's not too late...hope it's not too ugly.

PS3: But this is the update today. My brain is going to explode. If it still looks like this tomorrow, I will go to the hospital for an injection and hang water.