"Hello, I'm Kuang Tianyou who just called you. This is my child Fusheng. Uncle Qiu introduced me to rent a house here." Kuang Tianyou said politely to the future landlord.

"Hello, please come in." Jia Jia smiled and invited the two into the house.

After we sat down, she introduced herself: "My husband's surname is Wang but he passed away a long time ago. You can call me Mrs. Wang, but most people call me Jia Jia."

"What does Mr. Kuang do for a living? How many people are there in his family?"

Kuang Tianyou nodded and replied: "I am a policeman, we are a family of three, and my wife is a doctor."

"Hello, doctor. Excuse me, Mr. Kuang. I just want to briefly understand the situation. After all, we will be neighbors in the future."

"It should."

"Aunt Jiajia, my name is Fusheng. When can we see the new house?"

"The kids are really well behaved. Let's go. Mr. Kuang, please follow me." Jia Jia led the two of them while introducing the building's situation.

"The house you live in is on the fifth floor. The furniture, appliances and everything else are ready. You can just pack your bags and move in." Jia Jia said with a smile as she opened the door.

"I cleaned it up two days ago. You can take a look. If you are not satisfied, there are still a few vacancies."

Fu Sheng rushed in and walked around before saying to the two people in the living room, "Dad! This house is bigger than our old one. This is it. I have chosen a room."

"Ha, you clever little fellow." Kuang Tianyou laughed, turned to Jia Jia and said, "Thank you very much, that's it, I will pay the rent once a year."

"Okay." Jia Jia smiled and handed the key to Kuang Tianyou: "By the way, our neighbors here are all very nice. Also, Fu Sheng looks like he is still in elementary school. My daughter is an elementary school teacher."

"You and your wife must be very busy at work. If you can't take care of him, my daughter can still teach Fusheng to do his homework. By the way, which school does Fusheng go to?"

Kuang Tianyou was already used to these questions and said naturally, "Because the school is too far from where my husband and I work, I have already dropped out and plan to find a school nearby."

Jia Jia clapped her hands and said, "That's perfect. I'll ask Zhen Zhen to ask if there are any vacancies in their school. By the way, my daughter's name is Wang Zhen Zhen."

"Thank you very much."

"Why thank me? We'll be neighbors from now on. And if you need to make clothes like Fu Sheng's school uniform, just ask Ah Ping downstairs. He has great craftsmanship and will never cheat you."

"It's just that Aping's mother passed away a few days ago, and we haven't reopened yet. Although this may not sound nice, the atmosphere in our building has become better since Aping's mother passed away."

Kuang Tianyou and Fusheng looked at each other with a wry smile. This new landlord was even more talkative than the old one. He talked nonstop once he started talking, but it was also possible to see the new landlord's biased nature.

"And the one who lives across from you is Sister Jin, an old neighbor. She's kind-hearted and honest. Also, her son is the reincarnation of Xuanwu Boy."

"Xuanwu boy?"

"Yes, his name is Jin Zhengzhong, and he is very spiritual!"

Kuang Tianyou smiled and said to Jiajia, "Landlord, let's go back to our original home to pack our things and move in today."

"Okay, okay, then you guys go ahead and do your work. I won't bother you anymore. We'll have some barbecue on the rooftop when we have time to welcome your family to stay."

"No, that's too troublesome." Kuang Tianyou refused.

Jia Jia smiled and waved her hand: "What's the trouble? This is an old tradition of our Jia Jia Building. You guys go ahead and do your work. I'm leaving now."

After Jia Jia left, Fu Sheng flopped down on the sofa: "This new landlord is so enthusiastic. I hope he won't pinch my cheeks and say I can't grow taller like the old landlord did."

Kuang Tianyou sighed politely in his heart, took a look at the furnishings in the living room and said to Fusheng: "Fusheng, you wait for Ah Xiu and I to bring the luggage to the new house today."

"I understand, Dad. Then you go pick up Mom and come back together. Although I know you are preparing a surprise for me." Fu Sheng replied weakly.

"Ah, you are getting smarter and smarter." Kuang Tianyou shook his head and left the new home.

Zheng Wenjie sat at the dining table and told a few people what happened on the construction site. Finally, he said, "I thought someone was trying to intimidate me, but I didn't expect it was to give me a benefit to curry favor with me."

"Don't be careless." Gong Ruomei reminded Miyue who kept putting down her chopsticks, "Meiyue, are you used to school life? Do you have any questions to tell me?"

"Hmm," Mitsuki swallowed and drank a sip of water before continuing, "I know, mother. The school is very good, and the teachers and classmates care about me. There is no problem."

Gong Ruomei smiled and nodded: "Eat slowly, if it's not enough, I'll make more for you."

Looking at the bright smile on Meiyue's face, Tang Xue drank a mouthful of blood with some displeasure, and looked at Meiyue's hands that kept picking up the chopsticks with envy: "Miss, you are obviously very busy, why do you come home to cook, why don't we just hire an auntie?"

"No matter how busy the company is, it's not urgent, but if I cook, I'll go hungry."

Zheng Wenjie put down his chopsticks and asked curiously, "By the way, why is there always one less person when we eat every night? What does Yu'er do?"

"It's time to sleep." Tang Xue drank all the blood in the bowl in one gulp, and then put the blood talisman into the bowl. While watching the blood rise, she said, "Yu'er usually sleeps in the basement during the day if she has nothing to do."

"From now on, I will ask Yu'er to come out for dinner every day." Gong Ruomei said, putting her hand on Zheng Wenjie's wrist.

Tang Xue sighed, propped up her chin with one hand and looked at Gong Ruomei and said, "Miss, this is not the Republic of China and it doesn't matter if the husband sings and the wife follows."

Zheng Wenjie held Gong Ruomei's hand with his backhand and said with a smile: "Then why do you keep calling her Miss every day? This is also feudal dregs."

"I'm used to calling you that, and I'm just addressing you verbally. Miss, that's..." Tang Xue paused, watching Gong Ruomei suddenly turn her head and look into her eyes, smiling awkwardly, then lowered her head and drank quietly.

"I was just asking. There is nothing wrong with what Xiaoxue said. Ruomei, you can't always obey me. What if I do something wrong?" Zheng Wenjie said with a smile while holding Gong Ruomei's hand.

Gong Ruomei looked at Zheng Wenjie with a smile in her eyes and said, "Do you really think so?"

"Of course. Although I like and am touched by your kindness to me, if I do something wrong, as my lady, my wife, you should point it out to me so that I can correct it."

Gong Ruomei smiled and said, "But according to my thinking, you make mistakes every day. Are you sure you want me to point them out and let you correct them?"

Zheng Wenjie's smile froze. He looked at Meiyue and Tang Xue who were trying to hold back their laughter. He then looked at Gong Ruomei who was smiling at him. He unconsciously picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food. "Wow, Madam's cooking skills are getting better day by day. Yesterday's dish was already delicious. I didn't expect it to be even better today."

Tang Xue couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Miss, I was wrong. You should just obey the master and do what he said just now."

Meiyue nodded in agreement: "Father is right, if there is a mistake, mother should correct it." "Okay, after dinner, it's time to do homework, Meiyue, and Xiaoxue, remember to sort out tomorrow's schedule." Gong Ruomei smiled and stopped the two of them, then said to Zheng Wenjie: "Don't eat if you are full. Do you know Master Miaoshan?"

Zheng Wenjie was stunned, put down his chopsticks and said, "I know, it's the reincarnation of a tear of Guanyin."

"Is it true?" Gong Ruomei said with slight surprise.

Zheng Wenjie nodded and recalled the plot: "If I remember correctly, it is indeed the reincarnation of Guanyin. How did you know that?"

"Shen Cihang told me a few days ago that Master Miaoshan will hold a ceremony to pray for the souls of the deceased on the third day of next month, and will select 33 people with predestined relationships to answer their three questions."

"Go ahead, we'll go together then." Zheng Wenjie said decisively.

"I won't go. Miss believes in Buddhism, but I don't." Tang Xue put down the bowl and hung the blood talisman on the silver decoration on the dining table.
"By the way, Xiaoxue, remember to buy a few computers for Fu Sheng tomorrow. I've already promised him."

Zheng Wenjie explained to Gong Ruomei, "Fusheng is the child who was bitten by Jiang Chen together with me. Now he is called Kuang Fusheng, the son of Kuang Tianyou and A Xiu."

"I understand. I'll be busy now." Tang Xue said and left. Meiyue also put down her bowl and chopsticks and went back to her room to do her homework.

Zheng Wenjie helped Gong Ruomei clean the table and said, "By the way, I haven't seen Shen Cihang since I came back. Let him come and meet me tomorrow."

"Hu Shan reported to me this afternoon. She told Shen Cihang that you were back. Shen Cihang wanted to visit you tonight, but I refused."

Gong Ruomei thought for a moment and said, "Don't go out tomorrow. I'll ask Hu Shan to tell him to come see you tomorrow."

The next day, they had already left for work or school early in the morning, and only Zheng Wenjie was sitting there watching TV, with the gloomy Yu'er by his side.

Not long after, Yu'er turned her head 180 degrees, and a black shadow flashed and pushed open the door to let Shen Cihang in.

"Senior! It's been a long time since we last met. How have you been these days?" Shen Cihang's face was full of smiles. He was much fatter than before, and he looked at Zheng Wenjie happily like Maitreya Buddha.

Zheng Wenjie looked at Shen Cihang and his mood became better. He asked him to sit down and then asked, "I heard about it. You have been working hard on the Sun God Cult these days."

"This is what I should do. I am now a member of the sect and a bishop at that."

Zheng Wenjie has already heard Gong Ruomei briefly say that Hong Kong Island has been westernized too much. If we want more people to believe in religion, we have to learn from the Western religious model.
"I asked you to come here today because I wanted to meet you. Although I have lived a long life, I don't have many friends. By the way, did you know that the underworld has sent another ferryman to Hong Kong Island?"

Shen Cihang nodded, the smile on his face slightly restrained as he replied: "I have heard about it from the Soul Catchers, but I have not seen him yet. The new ferryman is called Zhao Wenru, but it is strange that he seems to be not active at all, and he has never even given orders to the Soul Catchers."

"I just stay in a 24-hour convenience store every day, doing nothing but making money."

"Making money?" Zheng Wenjie looked puzzled. Why would a ferryman make money? What's the point? Even if he was making money, he should make money from the underworld.

Shen Cihang looked at Zheng Wenjie calmly and knew that Zheng Wenjie didn't know what changes had occurred in the underworld in recent days. He explained:
"The underworld has changed a lot in recent years. Ever since the King of Hell issued an order that the technology and living standards of the underworld must surpass those of the human world, everything in the underworld has started to move."

"Only the ferrymen remain the same. In order to prevent them from lying down and eating and drinking for free."

"Wait." Zheng Wenjie interrupted Shen Cihang and looked at him strangely, "How did you know this?"

"I heard all this from the soul-catcher. There's a saying that it's easier to meet the King of Hell than to deal with the little ghosts. But as long as you have a good relationship with these little ghosts, they are also the most up-to-date."

Zheng Wenjie nodded in understanding and waved his hand to signal him to continue.

"This is to prevent the ferrymen from..." Shen Cihang was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Zheng Wenjie was also a ferryman. Then he understood why Zheng Wenjie interrupted him, and he continued after two dry coughs:

"In order to prevent the ferrymen from working everywhere without a stable place to stay, we arranged for each ferryman to open a shop in the human world. This 24-hour convenience store came into being."

"From one to nine hundred and ninety-nine, all ferrymen will draw lots to select the number of this convenience store."

Zheng Wenjie touched his chin habitually: "I don't know about this matter. If I don't know, I will just pretend I don't know. That's it!"

Shen Cihang could no longer maintain the Maitreya Buddha smile on his face, and said in an awkward whisper: "Well, Senior... your subordinate soul-collecting messenger once told me because he couldn't find you."

Zheng Wenjie rubbed his ears and looked at Shen Cihang in disbelief: "I don't know what they said to you, and I haven't heard you say anything."

Shen Cihang looked at Zheng Wenjie with tears in his eyes: "Senior, the number drawn for you by Hades himself is 138. I had forgotten it, but when you said it just now, I remembered it all."

"138, isn't that the convenience store opened by the new ferryman?" Zheng Wenjie recalled that the name of the convenience store he saw outside the police station was Convenience Store No. 138.

Shen Cihang chuckled, "I'm not sure about this yet. If Senior has confirmed it, then I understand why this new ferryman is like this."

"He is not here to compete with me for the territory of Hong Kong Island. He is here to help me run the store?" Zheng Wenjie said slowly.

Shen Cihang nodded: "That must be the case, that's for sure."

"It won't be that simple." Zheng Wenjie said lightly. Since he was helping him run the store, why should he give him a Yin point that could nourish the soul.

He may have fanned the flames, or he was the mastermind behind the murder of seven people who were buried alive in the foundation.

But it doesn't matter anymore. He is not in a hurry about this matter. No matter what Zhao Wenru wants to do, he will know when he comes to visit him.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm meeting you today to reminisce about the past. The time is just right, let's go have morning tea." Zheng Wenjie said as he stood up and greeted Shen Cihang.

Shen Cihang stood up and looked at Zheng Wenjie awkwardly: "Well, senior, aren't you not allowed to eat? If you just watch me eat..."

"Who said I can't eat." Zheng Wenjie replied casually, put on a sports jacket and greeted Shen Cihang. As soon as he walked to the door, he was blocked by Yu'er who flashed over.

"Yuer, what's wrong?" Zheng Wenjie asked curiously.

Yu'er's sinister voice echoed in their ears: "I'm already cooking, just wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

Zheng Wenjie opened his mouth slightly, looked at Yu'er, then turned his head and looked at Shen Cihang, who was half a body length behind him.

"Yu'er, I didn't expect you could cook. That's amazing."

"This is what I learned from my mistress these past two days."

Looking at Yu'er blocking the door, Zheng Wenjie turned around helplessly and pulled Shen Cihang back to the living room and sat back on the sofa. (End of this chapter)