Chapter 151 Zhang Daoling

The manager of the housekeeping company also looked embarrassed, swallowed and said to Liu Lang: "Mr. Liu, it's all because our training is not in place, which is causing you trouble. We will pay for the medical expenses of the second injured worker ourselves."

"Let's talk about it when the injured worker arrives!" Liu Lang knew what was going on with his house. If only one worker was injured, it might have been an accident, but within two or three hours, two stories happened one after another. If you don't believe in evil, you have to think about it at this time.

Ten minutes later, the second injured worker was sent to the hospital. The injury was not too serious, but his arm was broken. Liu Lang specifically asked about the situation at that time, and the injured worker told him that the ladder was placed very firmly. There were still people supporting it, but somehow it fell down.

Liu Lang sighed and paid the wounded's hospitalization fee.

The person in charge of the housekeeping company saw that Liu Lang's work was too authentic, so he immediately sent a third wave of workers there, but was stopped by Liu Lang with a wave of his hand.

In the past, Liu Lang thought that the former owner was unlucky enough to cause so many troubles. There was no such thing as a haunted house, but now it seems that this villa is really a bit evil.

If the housekeeping company sent workers there again, there might be accidents. Liu Lang didn't want to stay in the hospital all the time. He decided to go to the villa to find out what the problem was before deciding on the rest.

That night, Liu Lang didn't go back to the Xiangxie Garden, but went directly to the newly bought villa. He's going to stay here for one night to see what's going on.

The weeds in the yard have not been half shoveled, and the house has not been cleaned in time.

Liu Lang found a rag and probably wiped the sofa in the living room. He didn't need to sleep now, so he just practiced on the sofa overnight.

"Wow..."

Just as Liu Lang was about to put the rag back into the bathroom, he suddenly heard a noise above his head. When he looked up, the crystal chandelier on the roof wobbled and fell straight down.

"I'm sure!"

Liu Lang exclaimed, and quickly dodged to the side. The crystal chandelier rubbed the tip of his nose, and fell directly to the floor, completely useless.

"This..." Liu Lang took a deep breath.

If it were an ordinary person, the chandelier would definitely be hit on the head. The chandelier looks very high-end at first glance. The big crystal ball in the middle is not much smaller than a football. Weigh it on a scale, and it will weigh at least thirty-four catties. If you really want to hit the head, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

After tidying up the broken crystal lamp, Liu Lang sat directly on the sofa. Today, he carried the whole house on his shoulders. He was fine when he was on a mission and faced hundreds of heavily armed militants. Believe it or not I will plant in an unlucky villa today.

In the next few hours, the villa was unusually quiet, and no more accidents happened.

Liu Lang sat cross-legged on the sofa and began to practice. According to the formula on the first level of the Mie Shen Illustrated Book, the aura reciprocates in the limbs and bones.

I don't know how long it took, Liu Lang suddenly felt a very weak aura coming out of his dantian. The most fundamental difference between the body quenching state and the Qi refining state is the formation of true qi. There is no doubt that the breath is true qi In the embryonic form, Liu Lang has touched the edge of advancement. As long as the faint breath condenses into substance and turns into true energy, then he will completely enter the state of refining energy.

Liu Lang tried his best to calm himself down, and mobilized all the spiritual energy in his body to flow into his dantian. The weak breath began to become solidified little by little, and a breakthrough was just around the corner.

"Crack..."

At this most critical moment, the sofa under Liu Lang's buttocks suddenly sank and collapsed. Liu Lang, who had been in that mysterious state, was awakened suddenly, and the zhenqi that was about to condense in his dantian disappeared instantly. .

"I rely on it!"

Liu Lang jumped up and kicked the collapsed sofa to the side. His feet were strong enough, but the kicked part was damaged. It can be seen that the quality of the sofa is still very good.

But it happened that there was a problem with the small part where Liu Lang sat.

The breakthrough of the realm often depends on chance, but this time it failed, and I don't know when I will fall into that mysterious state.

Liu Lang wished he could tear this broken sofa into pieces.

However, Liu Lang, who calmed down, soon realized that this was not a problem with the sofa, but a problem with this villa. Although he didn't want to admit it, it was indeed a veritable haunted house, even for a guy like him with a lucky ring The windy man can't get rid of the infinite bad luck brought by this villa.

After realizing the reality, Liu Lang stopped competing with a house and ran back to the Xiangxieyuan Villa overnight. He didn't relax completely until he lay down on the familiar bed. However, Liu Lang was not in the mood to practice anymore. Sleep till dawn.

The seven-day holiday was over, and the next day, Liu Lang returned to Mu's Group to work. The TS-5 product had entered a stable period, and there was nothing to do, and Mu Xueqing didn't arrange other tasks for him, so he was very leisurely.

Liu Lang, who had nothing to do, thought of that depressing villa again.

Originally, he thought that 45 million was worth it, but looking at it now, 4.5 million is too much. This villa is a big pit, and if you jump down, you won't be able to get back up.

Before Ji Yantang was sold for a year, Liu Lang reckoned that even if he lowered the price by 10 million, he would not be able to sell the house in a short time, and he would not be willing to pay 10 million at once.

After thinking about it for a day, Liu Lang couldn't figure out how to deal with this villa. Just ran to the fairy prison, drinking with Zhu Dachang, the son of Guangyao, and fighting the landlord to release his sorrow.

It may be that the bad luck from the villa has not been eliminated, Liu Lang's luck stinks to the extreme, and without much effort, he was forced to go to the toilet three or four times by those two gods.

"Brother, did you piss on your hand? It's too much!" Guang Yaozi said coquettishly and teasingly, throwing out four double kings.

Liu Lang threw the unexposed little three and four on the table, and said depressedly: "Don't mention it, I bought a house, and this house is also a wicked one. No matter who lives in it, it will definitely be unlucky, ex. The owner of the house lived for less than a year, and his wife died and his son died. I didn’t believe in evil yesterday, but I tried it. As a result, I was almost hit by a chandelier, and then I was forcibly interrupted at the critical moment of the breakthrough.

"Then your house must have a problem with Fengshui." Zhu Dachang on the side said arguing.

"Is there a problem with Fengshui? Master, if you understand, give me some advice!" Liu Lang looked at Zhu Dachang expectantly.

Zhu Dachang smiled awkwardly, "I only know how to cook, but I don't know Fengshui. It would be great if Zhang Daoling was here. Looking at Fengshui, he is the most professional."

"Zhang Daoling? Is Zhang Tianshi who is known as the righteous heavenly master?" Liu Lang still knew about the founder of Mortal Taoism.

"That's right, it's him. Zhang Daoling is doing part-time fortune-telling and Fengshui business in the Heavenly Court. If he's here, you can give him five amethyst coins to guarantee that the problems in your house will be solved." Guang Yaozi said. Obviously, this Tianshi Zhang has some famous names in the heavenly court, and most of the gods know him.

"The key is that he's not here!" Liu Lang said depressingly.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a flash of light in the Immortal Prison, and Wang Dahammer appeared in front of Liu Lang with an old Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes and holding a whisk.

"Zhang Daoling!" Seeing the old Taoist priest, Guang Yaozi and Zhu Dachang exclaimed at the same time.

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