☆、How to get rich
August was the hottest month of the year. Yu Jiuyin carried her luggage and walked a full five kilometers before she found her destination.
The scene is typical of the urban-rural fringe, with old buildings all around, many with peeling exterior walls. The haunted house, nestled in the middle of these old buildings, looks more like the oldest, tattered antique among a group of old things.
The whole house is crumbling, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind. If there is some grass growing in front of the door, it can be assumed that the house is in ruins.
But this is where Yu Jiuyin will work and live in the next few years.
After staring at the sign with an unclear name for a long time, Yu Jiuyin finally realized that he had been badly cheated.
However, at this moment, the message prompt from his mobile phone made his depression soar to a higher level.
"Congratulations on arriving at the mission location. Please complete the mission to save the store within three months, otherwise you will be struck by lightning."
The rippling smile was particularly cheerful. Yu Jiuyin was silent for a while, and replied word by word on the phone system feedback, "It doesn't matter. I will definitely not forget to take you with me when I die."
It was all Master Yu Jiuyin's fault. He betrayed his father and mother, but he betrayed his apprentice. Yu Jiuyin had been diligently guarding the Taoist temple, but the old man, under the pretext of training him, sold him to the Huaguo Metaphysics Association as a textile worker.
But Yu Jiuyin was most afraid of trouble, so when he reported to the association, he specifically stated his requirements. He was willing to accept the mission, but he didn't want to travel too much and hoped to stay in one city for a long time.
"That's difficult. However, there is one E-level task that is more suitable, but it has a small flaw." The girl in charge of registration in the association smiled brightly and looked particularly sincere.
"What do you mean?" Yu Jiuyin asked in confusion.
"The person who issued the quest is the widow of a deceased Taoist priest in the association. Before her death, she entrusted her shop to the association, hoping that the association could help it regain its former glory. There's indeed no danger, and no need to travel. However, the quest chain is very long, and there's little profit in the early stages, so no one has taken it up yet."
“What kind of store?”
The receptionist at the "haunted house" looked embarrassed.
But Yu Jiuyin didn't mind. A master of metaphysics opening a haunted house made perfect sense no matter how you looked at it. So, after a brief silence, Yu Jiuyin inquired about the details of the mission.
"If I take on this mission, then I don't have to worry about other things."
"Yes. According to the association's regulations, as long as you have a mission, no matter what level, you will not be forced to take on other missions."
"Very good, I'll take this one," Yu Jiuyin made the decision decisively.
Although he had no experience running a haunted house, he imagined it to be similar to maintaining a Taoist temple. The point was, running a haunted house sounded very relaxing. Yu Jiuyin was usually the most tired of running around, and he had plenty of money, so he wasn't afraid of being ridiculed by other associations' Celestial Masters for low-level missions.
So thinking about it, Yu Jiuyin felt that this mission was quite good. However, what he didn't know was that as soon as he downloaded the Metaphysics Association A on his phone, bound the mission and left the Metaphysics Association, the reception hall of the Metaphysics Association was filled with exclamations one after another.
"Ah, someone finally took over this unfortunate mission."
The reason is simple. The haunted house mission has been shelved in the association for a long time. It’s not that no one has tried it before, but everyone who tried ended up in failure.
Although in the eyes of the world, a master of metaphysics would undoubtedly be in great hands running a haunted house. After all, he could interact with the gods and spirits. However, the Metaphysical Association had a rule that members of the association were not allowed to use illusions to deceive the public, which directly blocked this easy shortcut.
Especially now that people are getting bolder and more demanding about novelty, the content in those horror movies might even be scarier than real life. After being more knowledgeable, the designs of those celestial masters of the Metaphysics Association are simply boring and childish to tourists.
As time went by, the mission was delayed, with no one taking it. Now, due to the excessive number of failures, the penalty mechanism has been upgraded to the highest level, a thunderbolt. It was directly voted the top of the ten most bizarre missions by the Tianshi Forum, and also the most unique of the ten most dangerous missions.
That’s right, the penalty for mission failure is even more terrible than the mission itself. It’s really painful just thinking about it.
However, Yu Jiuyin, who was standing in front of the haunted house at this moment, also felt the same pain. This haunted house that was about to close down was clearly even more dilapidated than the Taoist temple he used to live in. The Taoist temple even had a vegetable garden that could be self-sufficient. What kind of haunted house was this? The half-collapsed roof might leak when it rained.
Yu Jiuyin raised the corner of his mouth, trying his best to calm his temper, lest he get so excited that he would go back to the Taoist temple and kill his master, the old man, with lightning. But the more unhappy he was, the more people started to make trouble. While he was getting upset, someone else came over to talk nonsense.
"Hey, you're the owner of this haunted house?"
"Yes, something happened."
"Of course I have, and it's a big deal. You must give me an explanation today. It's all because of this haunted house of yours that our agency's business is suffering."
The intermediary Yu Jiuyin turned around and looked at the man.
He was a plain-looking middle-aged man. From what he said, the agency he opened was most likely the one opposite the haunted house.
As for bad luck, he certainly was, but it had nothing to do with the haunted house. Yu Jiuyin studied the real estate agent for a moment before slowly saying, "Tai Sui brings a series of disasters. Your zodiac sign is the Rabbit, and it's the Year of the Rabbit. And you dare to open your door to the east? If not you, who will be unlucky?"
"How do you know my zodiac sign? Are you investigating me on purpose?" The agency boss was shocked at first and started yelling.
Yu Jiuyin was so annoyed by his noise that he lazily gave a piece of advice, "If I were you, I would immediately seal the door and open a new one, and by the way, ask for a Bagua in the east to ward off evil spirits. Also, don't leave anyone in the store tonight, and if you do, don't make any noise, otherwise your life will be in danger."
After saying that, Yu Jiuyin pushed away the agency boss's hand that was blocking her, picked up her luggage and walked towards the haunted house.
trouble.
Not only was he annoyed by the haunted house, but he also ran into a neighbor who was unlucky and inauspicious. Yu Jiuyin resisted the urge to immediately go to the Taoist temple and beat up his own master. With his free hand, he pulled out his phone and quickly sent a text message to the old man far away in the mountains.
"Master, I have arrived at the mission point. Are you curious about what it looks like here?"
However, within two seconds, a text message came through on his mobile phone, notifying him of an extra 200,000 yuan in his account. The note was a cheesy sentence: "Disciple loves you."
It was obvious that the old man was feeling guilty. Yu Jiuyin gritted his teeth as he looked at his phone.
But everything has its own consequences. Before Yu Jiuyin entered the house, he saw three college students suddenly climbing out of the half-collapsed window of the haunted house.
"This is called the ten most haunted houses in City B. It's so boring that even a two-year-old wouldn't be scared."
"So did you go in and pay?" Yu Jiuyin stood by the window and looked at them expressionlessly.
Even though it was broad daylight, a living person suddenly appearing out of nowhere was quite frightening. The leader was startled. Then, seeing that Yu Jiuyin was young, he made a little joke.
"Don't mind me, brother. No one has been to your haunted house for eight hundred years. We thought it was empty. Sorry."
"So you broke into a private house?" Yu Jiuyin looked him up and down, then frowned. "I suggest you don't leave tonight."
"What do you mean?" The other two college students thought Yu Jiuyin was threatening them and started to get anxious. However, before they could even utter a curse, they suddenly lost their voice.
Yes, it's a bit weird.
Just look at Yu Jiuyin's face, her facial features are bright, and a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye embellishes her eyes just right. But maybe it's because she's angry, her eyes are particularly cold, coupled with the dilapidated haunted house behind her, she looks a bit more ghostly, just like a nine-tailed fox that has become a spirit.
"You can leave, but I'm afraid you won't see the sun tomorrow." Staring at the backs of the three college students, Yu Jiuyin's eyes became more and more fierce.
"You, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"You're carrying an old man on your back, he's hugging a little girl, and you..." Yu Jiuyin lowered his voice as if he was afraid of scaring anyone, "The little boy on your head is only half his body, don't you feel tired?"
It was just an ordinary sentence, but cold sweat instantly covered the foreheads of the three people.
"Are you sick?" The three college students glanced at each other and quickly ran away. However, even though they left, Yu Jiuyin's cold words were like a nightmare, lingering in their hearts for a long time.
It wasn't that he didn't want to save them, but that they wouldn't let him. Watching the backs of the people leaving, Yu Jiuyin curled the corners of his lips in boredom and turned his attention back to the haunted house.
Now that it is finally quiet, he can think carefully about the planning model of the future haunted house and see what daily necessities he needs to purchase.
This place has been in disrepair for a long time and has nothing in it. If you want to live comfortably, you must at least buy a big bed first.
As for the future revitalization, if he can run a Taoist temple to a prosperous level, the haunted house should be no problem either.
Moreover, he had to succeed. After all, if he failed, he would be struck by lightning. If he didn't destroy his life-saving magical instrument, he would probably have a hard time saving his life.
Thinking of this, Yu Jiuyin's mood suddenly became even worse.
While Yu Jiuyin was busy striving for a comfortable life, the real estate agent who had just returned to his shop was dreaming of making a fortune.
He never expected that just after Yu Jiuyin said that he was in bad luck, the store here welcomed a big business.
There is a three-bedroom apartment with north-south ventilation in the Hibiscus Community that is urgently for sale. If it can be sold within three days, the other party has promised to pay a 35% agency fee.
Mujin Community is one of the most popular communities in City B. It's priceless. And with a 35% fee, and a three-bedroom apartment, if it's sold, it'll net hundreds of thousands.
After looking through the man's real estate certificate information and other information, and after confirming that everything was correct, the agency boss showed an excited smile on his face.
What's with the saying "Tai Sui brings a series of disasters"? It's clearly that unlucky haunted house that ruined his business. Just as he had troubled the owner of the haunted house, his own business started to pick up.
However, he didn't realize that the man who came to him to sell a house was also looking at his agency with an extremely eager gaze, and before leaving, he accidentally spilled the paint bucket that the agency owner had placed at the door.
"I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed." The man kept apologizing and even took out his handkerchief to try to wipe the paint off the door.
"No, no, no, it's not your fault. These are just trivial matters. It's all okay for us to have a pleasant cooperation." Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of dollars he could earn after selling the house, the agency boss didn't care about the paint staining the door at all. Instead, he was intent on negotiating with the man selling the house about the specific time he would come to the house tomorrow.
So, the two of them walked away, talking. As for the paint-stained door behind them, from a distance, the white spots looked like some kind of suggestive symbol. For example, among thieves, the special symbol representing stealing at night.
That night, something unexpected happened
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