While talking, both Feng Bao and Feng Jun cautiously moved close to me.
Feng Jun took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Luo, wait for me for a while. I'll ask someone to find out the situation. There are so many workers outside. When did the digging here happen? I can't hide it with just one sentence."
I hummed and agreed with Feng Jun's decision.
He quickly walked out of the door of the work area.
I pondered for a moment and walked towards the work shed. At the same time, I took out a pen and an inkstone in my hand.
After entering the work shed, the dozen or so dull workers still showed no reaction at all.
"Mr. Luo... this is not the time of the Great Cloud. What is going on with them? Are they still haunted in broad daylight?" Feng Bao asked cautiously.
"Except for the Great Yin, you have to be in a place where the Yin Qi is strong enough to be able to cause evil spirits, and there must be an extremely vicious corpse. At present, it seems that the Yin Qi here is not that strong." I said with a frown, while I dipped my pen into ink. , the tip of the pen quickly pointed toward the head of one of the workers.
I sketched out a Suppression Talisman very quickly. What surprised me was that he didn't react at all.
The evil-suppressing talisman did not emit white air, and the man did not wake up. He still maintained his stupid look.
"It's not because of trouble." I shook my head.
"Did you get blinded by Huang Pizi?" Feng Bao continued to ask uneasily.
I shook my head again: "Huang Pizi's charming eyes are all about killing people. They should have hanged themselves long ago, and if Huang Pizi does it, the old street will definitely react, so it must not be the case."
"Then what's going on..." Feng Bao was at a loss.
I reached out and lifted off the safety helmet on the worker's head, but there was no sign of soul removal.
But these workers all seemed to have lost their minds.
Taking a deep breath, I shook my head and said, "I'm not sure if it's soul pulling, it's a bit similar. Send them all back to Feng's house. I want to take a look with Uncle Chen."
Feng Bao nodded, indicating that he obeyed the order.
At this moment, Feng Jun also came back. His face was ashen, and there was a worker beside him.
The worker also looked nervous and scared.
"Mr. Luo, I just asked the owner of the family to detain Zhou Lei, but Zhou Lei got away!"
Feng Jun's voice was full of murderous intent, and he continued to say angrily: "I asked clearly, the foundation of this place has been dug up for a week! Zhou Lei had people surround the place, leaving only some workers inside for him Help, no one else is allowed to come near! Only one or two people come out every day to bring food in. Others see that the construction period is being delayed and want to communicate with Zhou Lei. However, Zhou Lei suppresses them and is not allowed to report to the Feng family. !”
"Tell Mr. Luo what you know! Don't miss a word!"
As he said that, Feng Jun turned back and glared at the worker following him.
The man was short and thin, with half a cigarette in his mouth. He quickly reached out to take it out and said carefully: "I have a cousin inside. He came out to buy food a few days ago. I vaguely heard them As I said, the grave has been dug out. There are always many good things in the coffin. They want to dig out more. My cousin won’t let me say more about this... He said he will steal some good things and then get married and buy a house. It’s not even enough.”
When he said this, the worker also glanced at the shed and the foundation.
His face was pale at that time, and there was even more panic in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he looked into the work shed even more nervously, his body swaying and he almost lost his balance.
"Mr. Luo, it should be Zhou Lei who dug up the matter, and then he was afraid of offending the Feng family, so he finally came to report the matter and made up a story." Feng Jun frowned.
I shook my head and said directly: "It's not that simple. What Zhou Lei said is half true and half false. It's true that he was haunted. It's false that he plans to come to Feng's house. Either someone brings him to me, or that Not a human being." When I reminded him, Feng Jun's face immediately changed color.
At this moment, I have understood that what happened is probably correct. Zhou Lei dug a grave from here, took away his belongings and wanted to run away, but something happened and he was brought to me.
There must be something fishy about this...
"Mr. Luo, what should we do now?" Feng Bao asked cautiously.
I took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The construction period cannot be delayed. No matter who is obstructing it, we must first start the work here as soon as possible, and then call some people over to remove all the workers below and above. Clean it out." After I made quick arrangements, I climbed down from the foundation directly from a ladder next to the work shed.
Feng Bao and Feng Jun acted according to my arrangements.
I avoided stepping on anyone and walked to the semicircular grave mound made of bricks and stones.
Squinting my eyes slightly, I looked at it steadily for a long time.
There was something wrong here, and I initially suspected that it was Zhang Er's handiwork, but after hearing the details, I rejected this idea.
Zhang Er's actions were either fatal or injurious. What happened here was actually too gentle. This matter has been dragged on for a week. It's not like his style.
And a week ago, he should have been in Chencang, among the Qiang people.
This must be an accident. Neiyang itself is not a small place. Could it be that someone's grave was dug by mistake?
But this shouldn't be the case, because the houses in these places were bought through communication between the Feng family and the Qi family.
Then who else wants to do harm to me? I shouldn't have offended more people.
While I was thinking and analyzing quickly in my mind, I placed my hand on the grave.
A slight chill penetrated the body, but the chill was not so deep that it penetrated the heart.
Having been in contact with the dead a lot, I already have an instinctive reaction to corpses and places with strong yin energy.
Especially the more ferocious the corpse, the more obvious the environmental changes it will bring. Yin Qi is also related to Feng Shui.
There must be a dead person in the grave, but this dead person is not very vicious.
Turning my head, I glanced.
At this moment, Feng Jun and Feng Bao have returned and brought many workers with them. They are carrying away the unconscious and unconscious workers here.
Feng Jun and Feng Bao both came to me quickly, followed by three or four people, all holding tools in their hands.
"Mr. Luo, do you want to take it apart?" Feng Jun glanced at the grave and asked.
"Take it out, but be careful, there should still be some problems inside." I warned solemnly.
Feng Jun greeted the three or four workers to start demolishing the tomb.
Soon, the brick tomb was opened.
There was no filling in this grave. There was a dark coffin in the middle. There was also a wooden board on the coffin. The wooden board was densely engraved with writings...
