I walked up to the statue of Guan Gong and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, I saw some dark brown marks on the knife.
"You dare to use a real sword and stain it with human blood on the statue of Guan Gong. You are really a talent!" I said in a strange tone. How could Zhang Wenbin not hear it?
He immediately stopped smiling and gave me a thumbs up.
"I didn't expect you to be quite capable at such a young age..." Zhang Wenbin's eyes almost overflowed with admiration, and he said without hesitation that he brought me here on purpose today.
"I, Zhang Wenbin, have been in shopping malls for many years and I am quite cautious about people and things. Please forgive me!"
Zhang Wenbin said that the Guan Gong in his house was indeed smeared with human blood, and his murderous intent was not ordinary.
Many masters would feel uncomfortable at the door, let alone entering the house, and some would even be scared to death. I was the first master who could walk into his office unharmed and get close enough to observe the statue of Guan Gong.
I was almost injured by his statue of Guan Gong just now. It was the sound of metal clashing in time that blocked Guan Gong's sword for me.
I don't have such ability, Jiang Lanyue should take action.
Jiang Lanyue's figure is not inferior to that of Mr. Guan, and he uses a super large black scimitar. He looks very imposing. He can fight to a draw with Mr. Guan, and even make Mr. Guan retreat to the shrine. , Jiang Lanyue's strength should not be underestimated.
Seeing my prowess, Zhang Wenbin was so impressed that he fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry, businessmen are just more cautious when doing things, and they are too stubborn." He said mockingly.
I understand his concerns. When it comes to his son, of course he has to be cautious.
I was too lazy to argue with him, but I was still a little angry at being tested, so I asked him with a cold face: "Have you brought the things I asked you to prepare?"
Zhang Wenbin took out a plastic bag containing rice bowls and a small baby clothes from the drawer.
These clothes were worn by his son, and were stained with his son's breath.
In front of him, I flattened a whole bowl of rice and wrapped the mouth of the bowl with a child's clothes.
Just as I was about to open the forum, I felt a very uncomfortable feeling, as if I was being pressed down by something very strong and I couldn't even lift my arms.
I raised my eyes to look at the statue of Guan Gong and said to Zhang Wenbin: "Let's go outside and do it. The statue of Guan Gong is here and it's hard for me to do it."
But Zhang Wenbin refused to go out. He would rather cover the statue of Guan Gong with red cloth than leave.
"What are you afraid of?" I asked curiously.
Zhang Wenbin said with an extremely unnatural expression: "It's nothing, the room outside is not very clean..."
I immediately understood what he meant by unclean.
This KTV is built in the basement and is not exposed to light all year round. There are glass everywhere in the corridor. How can it not attract evil?
It seems that I can do some sales later and help him with the business of cleaning houses and town houses.
Seeing that he refused to go out, I compromised and said, "Okay, you have to cover the Guan Gong statue temporarily."
He complied numbly, clasped his hands and apologized and explained to the statue of Guan Gong. When the red cloth covered Guan Gong's eyes, my heavy arms relaxed instantly, and the feeling of breathless oppression finally disappeared.
After closing the door, I wrapped the rice bowl in my child's clothes, made gestures on the burning incense, and recited the mantra in a low voice.
I could tell that Zhang Wenbin didn't want to tell me directly what happened. He didn't trust me enough, so I could only see everything.
I finished drawing the talisman in my hand, placed the rice bowl upright on the table, and uncovered the beige child's clothes.
The rice in front of me was undulating, and it was seriously dented, just like a small puddle. There were some undulating millet grains around it, like small hills.
Based on the information I got from the rice I saw, I said directly: "Your child's problem is related to the soil and water in Chaozhu, Kowloon!"
Zhang Wenbin was sitting on the boss's chair, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead unconsciously.
"What do you mean?" he asked pretending to be stupid.
My fingertips pointed at the marks on the rice grains and showed him: "That place is surrounded by mountains and there is a round lake in the middle. It is a geomantic treasure. Your son has never been there, but you must have been there, more than once, yes." Bar?"
Zhang Wenbin was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and looked at me with horrified eyes: "You...you can see it all!"
I glanced at him, and my voice became cold unconsciously: "If you take other people's things, just give them back properly. You are destined to make a fortune, but it will be retribution on your descendants. If you don't believe it, just think about it. You Your wife and I have had several abortions, but every three months, do the babies stop for no reason?"
In addition to positive wealth and partial wealth in this world, there is also a kind of negative wealth.
In ancient times, yin wealth was the money obtained from digging graves. In modern times, in addition to digging graves, there is also money to make from dead people and inheritance. According to what is shown on the rice, Zhang Wenbin is probably the first type.
When he heard what I said, his mouth opened wide. He was completely shocked by me and didn't dare to hide it from me anymore.
"You really hit the mark. I was born with the destiny to make fortune. In order to make a fortune in the early years, a brother and I dug an ancient tomb on Jiulong Mountain by the lake and took some things..."
He said it righteously, feeling that digging graves and stealing some funerary objects was just a trivial matter. These treasures were obtained by plundering ancient people's fat and anointed people. By digging the grave of that thing, he was doing some harm to the people.
I was speechless and asked: "If the graves you dug were okay and you were really doing harm to the people, why did you abort so many children?"
He was speechless, and after a long time he finally admitted: "Okay, I know I was wrong, just tell me how to solve it!"
I told him that it was easier said than done for him.
The tomb he dug was not the tomb of an emperor, nor the tomb of a prince or princess. It should be the tomb of a general!
The owner of the tomb was a warrior who fought on the battlefield and protected the people. The tomb of such a person cannot be dug.
Tomb robbers in ancient times abided by the rules and would kowtow three times and leave when they saw the tombs of loyal ministers and generals. Zhang Wenbin, a country bumpkin, dug up people's graves without knowing anything. How could they not cause trouble for him?
The most irritating thing is that Zhang Wenbin has shady wealth in his life, has a strong character, and worships Guan Gong. The general can't take action against him and can only take revenge on his descendants.
I asked him if the man who dug the grave with him was in poor health or even no longer alive.
Zhang Wenbin nodded like he was sifting chaff: "He is about the same age as me. He has been gone for three years. He died of liver cancer."
"So, why don't you quickly think of a way to return the people's belongings? Then repair the tomb properly?"
He frowned and said, "It happened ten years ago. I don't even remember what I took. Even if I do, it was sold to others. How can I get it back?"
My heart sank, and I thought about it calmly. Both Ahua and Jiang Lanyue agreed that I should take this case. It was most likely the general who came to find me. This matter should be discussed!
I told Zhang Wenbin that the only solution now was to ask the general to come up and discuss the conditions to see how he could let Zhang Wenbin go.
I came in a hurry today, and before I was ready, I made an appointment with him to come to my dormitory tomorrow morning, and I would invite the general for an interview on his behalf.
Zhang Wenbin visibly flinched. He had done something wrong, and of course he was afraid that ghosts would knock on the door. But for the sake of his son, he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay, I will listen to you."
I came out of this KTV, basked in the hot sunshine, and finally felt a little warm.
I really didn’t expect that Zhang Wenbin, who looks like a human being, actually started his career by digging graves.
If Jiang Lanyue and Ahua hadn't asked me to take over, I wouldn't have rescued such a person.
I took a taxi and left angrily. When the car stopped in front of the hotel, I saw that familiar white figure.
Ahua is like a ceramic doll made of snow. Under the sunlight, it is almost transparent.
When she saw me, she limped up to me and said straight to the point: "I want to be your disciple. I'll help you become a ghost, and you can help me investigate my life experience."
Her words were not for discussion, but for informing me, and there was no doubt in her tone.
I was really sleepy and I was worried about finding someone to help me with the pillow, so she brought it to my door.
