Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 35
Lin Xian, who was walking on the street, didn't know what happened on the top floor of Qianhai Building. He was in a good mood now. He just bought a suitcase on the street and put the three confiscated gold boxes in it. Sealed and marked, so that it is not easy to remember wrongly when taking the box.
The money in his hand is no longer worrying about spending, but if faced with the future situation of global spiritual recovery, he still feels that his little money is far from enough to build a safe house.
To build a safe house, gold is an urgent need. After all, the price of gold is growing very fast in the market. Someone must have started to purchase gold in large quantities.
"Perhaps it's time for me to think about the issue of future settlement." Lin Xian thought so.
Only by having a stable place can you make long-term plans. I don't want to just wander outside like this.
According to the previous way back, Lin Xian planned to go back to the Internet cafe where he surfed the Internet in the morning, and he didn't know if the little girl named Qin Xiaoyao was still there.
Standing on the side of the road, he stopped a taxi and got in.
"Master, go to the Internet cafe on the pedestrian street." Lin Xian fastened his seat belt and said to the driver.
"Young man, there are many Internet cafes on the pedestrian street, which one do you want to go to?" The driver started the car and asked Lin Xian who was on the co-pilot.
Lin Xian thought for a while, and he remembered that the Internet cafe seemed to be called Xinxing Internet Cafe.
When the vehicle started, the driver was a veteran and was very skilled at overtaking along the way.
Lin Xian looked a bit bored sitting in the car. He looked sideways out of the window, wanting to take a look at the scenery to relax, but in the inner slot under the window of the car, he saw a newspaper.
This newspaper is very new, it must have been printed recently.
Lin Xian is also idle. Now that he has a newspaper, he can pass the time. Moreover, the newspapers record some weekly news and other things, which are of great help to him in understanding the current environment of the city. help.
When I opened the newspaper, it was all trivial matters at first, such as some civil dispute, the old man was caught by the traffic police while selling vegetables on a three-wheeler, and then he was beaten by the traffic police; and then there were things like the aunt teaming up with the community team to occupy the basketball court and dance in the square.
In the past, Lin Xian would have found these things very boring, but now, he watched them with gusto.
As the perspective continued to move downward, he saw a different piece of news.
This news probably means that a neighborhood is haunted by ghosts. The owners inside are panicked and dare not sleep at night. The developer's remaining real estate is rotten and cannot be sold. He is almost going bankrupt. Now he is hiring a demon master at a high price. Dispel bad luck and dispel evil spirits for the community.
Generally speaking, I want to find a Taoist priest to help exorcise evil spirits, so that the owners of the real estate can feel at ease, and so that the remaining real estate that I have not sold can be sold.
Lin Xian checked the information about this news on the Internet, but did not get any useful information. Most of them were speculations by netizens. After all, the news had only been published in newspapers for a few days.
At this time, the driver brother glanced at the newspaper in Lin Xian's hand, and he joked, "Young man, do you like reading newspapers too?"
Lin Xian raised his head to look at the driver, and said calmly, "Yes, I usually watch a lot at night, and occasionally watch it with my friends."
"How do you two read the newspaper, and it's still at night." The driver brother seemed to understand, and immediately, he showed Lin Xian in the co-pilot a look that you understand: "Understood, I understand, young people are all Okay, but Uncle is someone who has experienced it, so it’s better to watch it less at ordinary times, and it’s easy to be unable to restrain yourself.”
Lin Xian took back the newspaper in his hand, smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother driver, I'm not addicted to reading newspapers, and my concentration is good."
The driver changed gears and the speed of the car obviously became faster. Then he continued: "It's too much even if you have good concentration."
Lin Xian felt the speed increase and couldn't help but said to the driver: "Brother, you are driving a bit fast. Judging from your driving skills, you must be an experienced driver, right?"
"That's right. Back then, your uncle and a few friends from Dachang City were renting out. After thinking about it, we modified the car. At that time, the speed of drag racing was much faster than it is now."
"And let me tell you, I have a friend who is the wife who won the car."
Lin Xian was a little surprised. The motorcycle dream is indeed every man's dream. Even if he drives a taxi, he is still working hard for that dream.
The driver brother was obviously a chatterbox. After chatting with Lin Xian like this, the conversation started immediately.
"Young man, let me tell you, although my friend told me that his wife was won by a race car, we all know that his wife was found in the hospital because he had a car accident in a race, and she seemed to be taking care of my friend. My nurse, she has children now." After speaking, the driver brother became a little envious.
Lin Xian couldn't answer, so he let the driver brother talk like this.
Suddenly, the driver brother asked: "I have read the newspaper you just read. They are all trivial matters, but one of them seems to be true."
"Which one?" Lin Xian asked.
"It's the news that a neighborhood is haunted. I have a friend who lives in that neighborhood. He told me something about it. I heard that the owners who bought houses in that area have all gone. The neighborhood has been vacant for a few days. "The driver brother replied.
"Huh? Can you tell me in detail?" Lin Xian became interested all of a sudden, and he was thinking about whether he should take some time to read the newspapers and earn some extra money by the way.
The driver started to slow down and put in gear. After turning a corner, he said, "I heard about this from my friend. I don't know if it's true."
"That night I went to drink with my friend, and I didn't know how to talk about this topic. He was drunk at the time, and I didn't let him drink. Let me listen to him."
"He said that he recently bought a house near Dashen City, but within a few days of living there, the owners reported that the building was haunted. They said that you should not walk alone in that neighborhood at night, otherwise you would I saw a disheveled, dirty pregnant woman sitting on a bench and looking at you."
"Some people also said that she was not a pregnant woman, but a beggar woman who led a child into the community. Some people said that they saw the child with a purple and blue face. The main thing is that this matter is not spread by one or two people. Rumors spread throughout the community, and within a few days all those people had moved out. They also wanted to ask the developer for an explanation, saying whether this place used to be a burial ground for the dead, so they built a community specifically and wanted to use these people. Yang Qi came to suppress the evil, and finally made a fuss, and it was on the news, and the boss who developed this community is probably about to go bankrupt."
After the driver brother finished speaking, the air in the car became dull, but fortunately it was daytime, so there was no sense of atmosphere.
"Why don't you take me to that community? I want to see what's going on." After hearing this, Lin Xian thought about it and said.
"Young man, one more thing is worse than one less thing. It's better not to go there. Now the boss can't find a mage anywhere." The driver brother persuaded.
"It's okay, just send me there. You'll have to pay for the travel expenses." Lin Xian waved his hand, rejecting the driver's kindness.
(End of this chapter)