But since it is a Feng Shui treasure land, can there be a ghost house?

Yang Shouwen didn't know, nor did he want to know.

The sky was already dark, and he returned to the courtyard. Facing him, a Turkic man walked up, looking at about fifty years old. Perhaps the year-round Feng Shui sunlight made his skin look bronze, and there were many wrinkles on his face, but there was a strong air.

He came to Yang Shouwen and bowed and said, "I'd like to ask Alang to give instructions, how should servants be placed?"

Yang Shouwen remembered that the Turkic man was named Wuyou.

In the Turkic language, Wuyou means stone, so his Chinese name is Shi Shouxin.

It seems that this is the name given to him by his previous master, which means that he must keep his promise? Well, that's probably what it means.

Yang Shouwen seemed very casual and asked Wuyou to call those slaves.

Among the eighteen people Zheng Lingzhi brought, there were twelve men and six women. He sat in the living room of the front hall that had just been packed and scanned everyone.

"What are the names of those six people?"

Yang Shouwen pointed at the six Kunlun slaves and asked in a deep voice.

"Report to Alang, they were just sent to Luoyang, so they don't have a name yet."

"Can you understand what they say?"

"It's a bit difficult, but you can barely communicate."

"It's barely possible."

Yang Shouwen was also a little drunk, but his head was very clear.

"Auntie, go to Taipei City tomorrow to find out if there are people who can say them. Don't distinguish between men and women. As long as they are honest and reliable, just buy them. Anyway, there are so many people. It's nothing to add a few more, so my aunt can decide at her discretion."

"good."

Yang hugged Yanyue and agreed with a smile.

Such a big house was something I could not imagine before.

Now, she can move in, and she has six maids under her command, which is much better than in Xingyang. In Xingyang, even if Yang Shouwen respects Yang and has Song family, it is impossible for Yang to intervene too much. And here... If a person's happiness index is one hundred, Yang now has sixty. The remaining forty is the lack of young mother.

"Their surname is Hei, from left to right.

Hei Big, Hei Two, Hei Three, Hei Four, Hei Five and Hei Six… Wuyou, you pass on my words to them. Just say that you will not be hungry if you do your business here.”

Wuyou, that is, Shi Shouxin, can be seen.

My own Alang is actually not the kind of very strict person. He suddenly feels much more relaxed.

He has served as a servant of many families, and in comparison, Yang Shouwen is the most kind. However, he dare not look down on him at all, because he felt a dangerous aura from Abusjda who was sitting upright next to him.

"Wu Enqi lives in the gatehouse, and will be responsible for cleaning the courtyard and guarding the gate in the future.

The others will be arranged by Wuyu. You twelve of you will temporarily live in the front hall, anyway, there are enough houses here.

Pearl, you six live behind, and your aunt will make arrangements later. You must obey her instructions.

I don’t have many rules here, just stick to my duty.

It’s getting late, so everyone can do it too... pack up and get off early, and there are still many things to do tomorrow."

"As far as Alang's orders are concerned."

Wuyoushi Shouxin took Kunlun slaves and a group of male servants out of the room first.

The servant named Wu Enqi was quite old and had gray hair.

The reason why Yang Shouwen could remember his name was because he had six fingers on one hand, so he was quite impressed.

After handing over the six maids to Yang, Yang Shouwen got up and left.

Zheng Qian, Yang Qingnu and Jeddah followed him, while Yang Moli stayed at the Yang family.

The three-story pavilion has already lit the lights.

Yang Shouwen looked at it all up and down and then made a decision.

"This third floor is our study room on weekdays, where you can read, write and enjoy the scenery.

There are five rooms on the second floor. Brother, please choose one. However, you may not be able to check in tonight, and there are still many things missing. When my aunt buys all the things tomorrow, everyone will move in. Tonight, I will feel aggrieved first."

Jeddah has never had any requirements for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

And Yang Qingnu also came from a small place and didn't have much thought.

However, Zheng Qian was a little troubled. After all, he was born in a wealthy family and his daily expenses were quite particular.

Fortunately, Zheng Jingsi is a bright person.

This time Zheng Qian came to Luoyang, and he got ten gold cakes, which was enough for Zheng Qian's expenses.

After everything was arranged, Yang Shouwen felt the desire to drink.

Before the bedroom was finished, he simply sat in the living room on the first floor, lit a candle, and leaned against a couch to read a book.

Dayu didn't have to worry about it. After moving into this house, he found a place to live.

Wukong accompanied Yang Shouwen, Bajie followed Yang Qingnu, while Monk Sha and Xiao Bailong were responsible for protecting the safety of Yang.

The night is getting darker and deeper.

The yard gradually became quieter.

Yang Shouwen leaned against the couch and felt his eyelids getting heavier and he fell asleep unknowingly.

He had a strange dream, dreaming that he married Princess Anle.

A green hat suddenly appeared on his head. He tried hard to take it off, but he couldn't move it.

"Mr. Concubine, this hat was given to you by my father, so you must wear it well."

A girl in palace outfit appeared in front of him, but her facial features were still very blurry.

She let out a silver-ling-like laugh and said to Yang Shouwen: "...If you dare to think of another woman, this hat will tighten and give you a headache. Moreover, my father also taught me a spell. If you dare to treat me badly, I will chant a spell.

Hehehehe..."

Yang Shouwen said angrily: "Stinky woman, take the hat away quickly, otherwise I will beat you up."

He raised his hand to hit the girl, but saw the girl folded her hands together and muttering to herself. A sharp pain came from her head.

"ah!"

Yang Shouwen shouted, turned over and sat up from the couch.

What the hell is this?

He sat on the couch and subconsciously touched his head. Fortunately, he had no hat.

Why did even the tight curse appear? I can't think of other women... Yang Shouwen breathed a long sigh of relief. But how could he have such a dream? Is the girl in the dream the Princess Anle?

He felt very strange. He had never seen Anle before, so why did he dream like this?

I can't leave her yet... I didn't plan to be with you from the beginning, okay!

At this moment, Wukong suddenly barked outside the door. Yang Shouwen was so excited that he stood up, picked up the Nine Crows from the couch table, took two steps at once, and rushed out of the living room.

Wukong, standing on the porch, his hair stood suddenly.

It barked at the door of the courtyard, which even alarmed the monk Sha and the little white dragon at the door of the wing next to it, and the three dogs shouted at the same time.

Seeing Yang Shouwen come out, Wukong ran out of the courtyard gate.

Behind it, Monk Sha and Little White Dragon followed closely. Yang Shouwen couldn't help but hit the cicada. His brain, which was originally a little confused, instantly became much more awake. He held the crow Nine Swords in his hand and followed the three dogs outside the yard.

It was cold and deserted in the courtyard.

The moonlight shines brightly in the yard, as if it is covered with a layer of white gauze.

In the distance, several peach and apricot trees stand on the edge of the courtyard. The big jade that originally lived on the trees hovered in the night sky, making a sound of eagle-crying.

On the edge of the pool, weeping willows sway in the wind.

The moonlight shines on the pool, sparkling.

Yang Shouwen followed the three dogs to the pool.

He stood up and looked around, but saw that the courtyard was quiet and there was no one.

Inexplicably, Yang Shouwen beat another chill.

What's going on?

At this time, Abusjda had already run over with his gun.

He came to Yang Shouwen and looked at him with confusion, as if asking: What happened?

"Brother, Wukong suddenly barked just now, and Dayu circled in the air.

I think something seems a little wrong. You immediately go back to the yard and find Yang Moli. You are guarding the yard, and I will deal with it here."

Jeddah made a gesture: Don't you need my help?

"Brother, the situation is unclear now, I'll check it first."

Jeddah turned around and ran back to the yard.

After a while, Yang Moli was holding a pair of iron hammers, and followed the six Hu girls, holding torches in her hands.

"Alang, what's the matter?"
Chapter completed!