Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

Chu Wen paid for his first house in this strange world without even seeing what it looked like.

He was so happy that he didn't realize what tricks the old monk was hiding.

The reason why the old monk hid the fact that the house was haunted from Chu Wen was because the two previous exorcisms were done without Chu Wen's knowledge.

With Chu Wen's extremely unstable and timid demeanor, what if he finds out that this is a haunted house and refuses to live there?

In that case, hundreds of taels of silver would be wasted.

After paying the house price, Chu Wen only had ninety-something taels of silver left.

The old monk, contrary to his usual behavior, was not in a hurry. Instead, he took the group to have breakfast in high spirits.

Five steamed buns per person, plus a cup of soy milk.

Chu Wen can’t understand the old monk now.

Ever since meeting the monk from Famen Temple, the old monk seemed like a different person. Not only did he become more generous, but he also smiled more often.

After breakfast, the old monk led a group of people to the gate of Xu's house and pointed at the gate and said:

"This is your house. How do you like it?"

Chu Wen saw that the house was not small, with walls made entirely of blue bricks and a roof covered with grey tiles. It was exactly the appearance of a Jiangnan courtyard in his mind, and he couldn't help but smile.

"I like it, I like it, thank you Master."

"Come, give Xiu'er to me. If you like, you can stay here tonight." The old monk said, reaching out and hugging Xiu'er.

When Chu Wen heard this, he was overjoyed. He had always stayed in dilapidated temples wherever he went before, and he was tired of living in dilapidated temples, so he agreed immediately.

"Come, come, come, Master will take you in to have a look."

The old monk pushed open the vermilion lacquered door with copper rings, and Chu Wen walked in.

The first thing that catches your eye is the spacious lobby, with two side rooms on both sides.

The walls of the front hall are decorated with exquisite wood carvings, brick carvings and paintings, which look very elegant.

"Not bad, not bad, not bad."

Chu Wen looked at it and praised it, with flowery words and flattering remarks flying around curiously.

After passing through the front hall, you enter a spacious courtyard. The ground is paved with uniform bluestone slabs, which looks exceptionally clean.

There are eight east and west wing rooms in the courtyard, two back rooms on the south side, and two side rooms on the north side, with a moon door in the middle of the two side rooms.

Chu Wen thought this was where he would live and expressed his satisfaction.

I didn't expect that after pushing open the moon gate and walking through the ten-meter corridor, there was a backyard.

Seeing the appearance of the backyard, Chu Wen danced with joy.

There was a well, flowers and trees, a stone table and stone benches in the backyard.

There are two side rooms on the east and west sides of the courtyard, both of which are two-story buildings.

There is a two-story main house on the north side, and in front of it there is a study and a quiet room.

There are two tall fruit trees on both sides of the main house, providing a large shade for the backyard.

The entire backyard house is built with top-quality blue bricks, the roof is all glazed tiles, the eaves are decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, and the brackets are arranged in an orderly manner, showing the luxury.

A mansion, a mansion!

Chu Wen was ecstatic.

"Thank you, Master..."

Thinking about how he had to work hard to pay off the mortgage in his previous life and could only live in a 100-square-meter concrete box, but now he could easily live in a big villa, Chu Wen said thank you to his master, but in his heart he was very grateful to the dead old man.

"As long as you are happy." The old monk laughed.

The main room naturally belonged to the master, and Chu Wenxing walked excitedly into the east wing facing north.

The first floor of the wing room was spacious and bright, with a square and orderly layout and a shiny wooden floor.

The space on the second floor is also not small, with the same oil wood flooring, carved window lattices, and excellent lighting. You can enjoy the pleasant courtyard view through the windows.

The only drawback is that the house is empty and lacks furniture.

This is the one, Chu Wen immediately chose his residence.

Hua Yan and Qiao Yu have been together since they were young, and are inseparable no matter what they do. They chose the west wing facing north as their own little nest, and were wandering around the house, letting out excited screams from time to time.

The old monk stood on the corridor holding Xiu'er and never stepped into the backyard.

"How about it, do you like it?"

"I like it. I like it very much." Chu Wen answered happily while standing on the second floor of the east wing, his love for the house was beyond words.

"If you like it, you can live here. There is no need to go back to Famen Temple." The old monk said loudly.

"Okay, okay." Chu Wen agreed quickly.

"Then you guys go ahead and do your work. I'm leaving now." After saying that, the old monk picked up Xiu'er and turned around and left.

"What?" Chu Wen didn't react for a moment.

By the time they reacted, the old monk had already walked to the Moon Gate with Xiu'er in his arms.

"Master! Why did you leave?" Chu Wen shouted hurriedly.

"There is no quilt here. Xiu'er can't sleep. I will take her to Famen Temple to spend the night."

"Just go buy a quilt!"

"The new house is full of mold and mildew, and children can't live in it."

With that, the old monk walked out of the Moon Gate, leaving Chu Wen deeply moved.

The master is a very nice person.

Chu Wen thought silently.

……

The old monk had calculated everything, but he forgot one thing: the purse was with Chu Wen.

Just after noon, Chu Wen felt hungry.

"Sweet talk, let's go!"

Braised pork in brown sauce, steamed pork with rice flour, tofu with green onions, and various seasonal vegetables. The three big-bellied kids ate until their stomachs were round and they kept burping.

After two months of traveling, Chu Wen finally got to satisfy his craving for meat.

After eating a lot, I started to become picky about food.

These dishes are steamed, stewed, and roasted, and most of them taste bland and not as delicious as stir-fried dishes.

Chu Wen thought to himself that when he had free time in the future, he would cook a few dishes to satisfy his own craving.

A lunch cost one hundred and twenty cents.

If the old monk knew this, he would be so angry that he would die.

After lunch, Chu Wen began to implement his long-planned plan to make a fortune: selling poetry.

The thousands of years of cultural heritage of the previous country, the poems and lyrics that have been deposited after the great waves, are all magnificent gems in the long river of Chinese history. It would be a great loss if we don’t exchange them for money.

When he traveled through time, he was under that nameless barren mountain and recited a few poems to the people of Horse-faced Village, but was mistaken for a madman.

Now that we have finally entered the city, there must be many domestic pigs that can enjoy the fine bran.

To write poetry one needs pen, ink, paper and inkstone, so Chu Wen walked straight into Mobaozhai.

The brush is a wolf-hair brush, and costs eighty cents each.

The ink is pine soot ink, two hundred wen per square.

The paper is cotton paper, thirty cents per sheet. Buy twenty sheets first.

The inkstone is a clear clay inkstone, which costs eight hundred coins each.

By the time he had purchased the four treasures of the study, more than one tael and six qian of silver was gone.

They went to the street and spent another six cents to buy three candy figures, and each of them ate one.

He spent another five cents and bought a basket of radishes for Hua Yanqiaoyu as snacks.

The three guys returned to the villa happily.

Originally, Chu Wen wanted to buy some pots, pans, bedding, pillows and so on.

Considering that he would find out after spending too much money, the old monk now does not need to sleep for practicing, and he likes to talk sweet words and squat on the roof.

He could eat out, but given his lazy nature, it would be difficult for him to cook by himself.

So just do it.

……

The old monk carried Xiu'er back to Famen Temple and went straight to Brother Yuantong.

"Brother, my eldest disciple said that his robes and the doors and windows of my room are missing. What's going on?"

As soon as he finished speaking, what he got was not an explanation but a scolding.

"Humph! You said you saved a life, but you beat and scolded him. You make money by exorcising ghosts for others, but you don't even buy them a change of clothes."

"They have been with you for so long and helped you make so much money, but you feed them sweet potatoes every day. You want to drive them away just because their pets ate two more bowls of noodles. What's more vicious is that you want to sell their pets for money. What kind of master are you! Don't call me brother anymore! I don't have a brother like you!"

The old monk was completely confused.

"Ah...Brother, what are you talking about?"

"Humph, you know what you are talking about. How dare you say that these things didn't happen?"

The old monk understood that the lunatic had taken advantage of his absence to accuse him of something bad.

It can be said that each of these things is true, but why do they sound wrong?

"Brother, it's not what you think. Did that kid tell you something? Don't believe him. He's crazy!"

"I can't tell if he's crazy or not? He's such a good kid, so obedient, he does whatever you tell him to do, he can make money, he's sweet-talking, and you actually say he's crazy? He's crazy because you forced him to be!"

When the old monk heard this, he jumped in panic.

"Brother, don't believe him! That bastard is very cunning and can come up with all kinds of tricks. Don't fall for his tricks, brother!"

"Okay! Then let me ask you! What did you do when you took him out just now? Why did you come back alone? Where are the others?"

"This...this...he..."

The old monk didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Seeing that his brother Zhizhang was hesitant, Yuantong became more certain of his guess.

"You beast! Did you let him catch ghosts on his own?"

"Brother, don't worry. That boy is very evil. Even ghosts will avoid him."

"Okay! I was wondering why you were asking me about ghost stories. So you had this idea. The evil ghost in the Xu Mansion cannot be cured by the Taoist priests in the entire Buffalo County. You actually let a half-grown boy go to exorcise the ghost alone, while you hid in my temple. Are you a human being?"

"Brother, what did that kid say to you? It's not what you think."

"Get out of here, I don't want to see you again!"

"Brother, what's wrong with my doors and windows?"

"Don't call me brother!"

"Brother, what's going on? Tell me!"

"Get out of here!"

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