Chapter 381: New House Dinner Party

If it weren't for Han Han Xiaoying.

Wu Xian definitely wouldn't be able to live in this big villa.

So to express his gratitude, Wu Xian specially packed a big red envelope for Han Han Xiaoying, but Han Han Xiaoying refused to take it no matter what. The two pushed the red envelope back and forth.

One insisted on giving: "You should take it; it's just a little bit of my heart."

One refused flatly: "The Fuyuan Fuyuan Chenghuang has regulations; I really can't take it..."

The two went back and forth for two minutes. Han Han Xiaoying didn't notice at all that a black dog paw reached out from the dark and stuffed the red envelope into her briefcase.

Watching Han Han Xiaoying's departing figure.

Wu Xian sighed: "Hey, I've also become a boring adult!"

A few days after sending Han Han Xiaoying away, the master and servant stayed in the villa.

Suddenly changing an environment, they both needed time to adapt.

What Wu Xian needed to adapt to was a more comfortable bed, a higher-end bathtub, higher-end gaming equipment...

What Heigu needed to adapt to was more kitchenware, a larger cleaning range...

But besides that.

The two of them had other things to do.

After thinking it over, Wu Xian decided to purify the little bit of residual filth left in the room.

This wasn't because he was worried about danger.

That little bit of residual filth couldn't even hurt ordinary people, let alone Wu Xian.

But this thing was like a toad jumping on the back of a foot—it didn't bite but was disgusting. As long as he thought about having dirty things in his house, Wu Xian felt uncomfortable all over.

Should he be careful about ghosts peeking when going to the bathroom in the future? Should Wu Xian spend money to buy the broken basins and bowls? What if the residual filth rolled in Wu Xian's rice? So Wu Xian must get rid of it.

In Wu Xian's view, with his rich Fudi experience, he could even get rid of real malevolent entities, so a small residual filth was just a piece of cake? But the purification action didn't go smoothly.

Maybe it was because of the 'born killer' constitution, that residual filth didn't dare to appear in front of Wu Xian at all. As long as Wu Xian was there, the residual filth would retreat three feet, so Wu Xian hadn't even witnessed a single residual filth incident in the past few days.

If it were just this, it wouldn't be impossible for Wu Xian to let the residual filth go.

But the problem was that Wu Xian's killing intent was too effective. The residual filth was often scared by Wu Xian, so as long as Wu Xian moved quickly, the residual filth would flee in panic, hitting tables, chairs, doors, and windows.

Didn't witness the residual filth, but often heard it...

The frantic Wu Xian started a cat-and-mouse game with the residual filth.

He found all the information about that murder case, played the family card, the hatred card with the residual filth, set traps according to the residual filth's habits before death, and used various means, but ultimately returned without success, and could only temporarily shelve the capture action.

This wasn't because Wu Xian let the residual filth go, but because he discovered a bigger problem.

That was 'born killer'! Although the killing intent carried by this potential allowed Wu Xian to deter malevolent entities and enhance the power when using weapons, this killing intent also exposed Wu Xian to the perception of malevolent entities at all times.

This would be a fatal flaw in the Fudi.

So Wu Xian went to the pet market, bought a cage of mice used to feed exotic pets, and practiced controlling his killing intent under the tree in his yard.

This practice lasted for several days.

At the very beginning of the practice, Wu Xian had no clue. Controlling killing intent was too ethereal. Even if he wanted to practice, there was no handle. In this process, Wu Xian scared several mice to death without any contact.

But gradually, Wu Xian seemed to find the trick.

The Third-Stage Daoist cultivation brought Wu Xian mysterious guidance, allowing Wu Xian to find the switch to control killing intent in a void.

Now, as long as Wu Xian was expressionless or smiling, he could restrain his killing intent, and those mice even dared to eat in Wu Xian's hands.

If Wu Xian made a fierce and ferocious expression, the killing intent would explode, and he could scare the mice to death.

Yes.

The killing intent control switch was Wu Xian's expression! Wu Xian practiced for many days, and while mastering the killing intent control technique, his face was also practiced to be extremely flexible. He could easily make various expressions, even enough to be an actor playing a monkey. Early this morning.

Wu Xian stopped the training.

Last night, Shi Ji cleared a Fudi. After coming out, he came to Wu Xian to complain. He clearly made the greatest contribution in that Fudi, but was disliked by everyone.

During the conversation, Wu Xian 'unintentionally' revealed that he had moved to a new house.

He originally wanted to show off to Shi Ji, but Shi Ji said he wanted to come to Wu Xian's house for a meal, both to celebrate Wu Xian's move and to celebrate his own crawling out of the ghost gate again.

Wu Xian agreed.

But that night, various calls came in.

Many Lotus Juanren who had cooperated with Wu Xian all called to congratulate him. The final result was that tonight, Wu Xian was going to hold a dinner party at home.

When preparing for the dinner party.

Wu Xian kept complaining, having to clean the room in advance, having to prepare meals for so many people, having to...

He hadn't finished complaining before he was bitten away by Heigu, because all the troublesome work was done by Heigu.

Night.

Wu Xian's house was very lively.

Du E, Shi Ji, Liao Liao Yifang, Wei Dian, Hu Hu Yunkuan, Liang Fang, Su Mi...

Familiar faces sat around the dining table filled with dishes, enjoying Heigu's craftsmanship comparable to a hotel chef. Bottles of wine disappeared, guests enjoyed themselves, and a happy atmosphere filled the air.

After the meal, they played cards, frolicked, chatted, and messed around until the early morning before sleeping one by one. Heigu transformed into human form and sent these guests into the guest rooms one by one, leaving only Wu Xian on the carpet.

After a while.

Wu Xian crawled up from the carpet in a daze.

He was very happy today, perhaps the happiest day in recent years.

Since the old man died, he had always been a lone wolf, and he didn't even want to form a team with others when entering the Fudi, but now he felt that it was not bad to have many people making noise.

Just opened the bathroom door.

Wu Xian froze for a moment. He turned to look at the card table.

Only to see a woman sitting at the card table, half-virtual, pale, with more than a dozen knife wounds on her body. This woman was staring straight at Wu Xian.

Wu Xian's drunkenness instantly woke up by half.

He suddenly realized that this person was the residual filth he had been catching for several days, but why did she appear suddenly? The residual filth stood up and bowed to Wu Xian: "Thank you. Knowing that my family is living well, I can rest assured..."

After speaking.

The residual filth dissipated, turning into points of white light, drilling into the poker cards on the table.

Wu Xian stood in front of the card table, and there were two things on the table.

One was the constant ornament 'White Ghost Poker' that Wu Xian took out to play cards but was too lazy to go out and buy poker cards.

One was the information prepared to deal with the residual filth, and the information had been read once.

Wu Xian picked up the information, looked at the portrait on it, and let out a long sigh.

Before, he was preconceived and always thought that the residual filth was the male host of the house who became a vengeful ghost, but in fact, the residual filth was just a nanny hired by the former owner of the house, with a strand of obsession not scattered, so she became the residual filth occupying the villa.

"It's good to go. Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth."

Being disturbed by the residual filth, Wu Xian couldn't sleep, so he came to the courtyard and sat on the rocking chair looking at the moonlight.

"Played, moved, celebrated, it's time to prepare to go to a new Fudi to see..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 382 =====