Returned from Qishan City a month later.
Mo Feng felt excited about returning from the underworld to the earth.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
He first knelt down and gave his ancestors three solid nods.
At this time, he looked up at the old almanac again.
The content of the old almanac has changed drastically.
Bronze Door, a conspicuous package, has closed its doors again.
And the time in the upper right corner has also changed, from 'Jiaxu month, Wushen day [ninth day of September]' one month later to today's 'Guiyou month, Wuyin day [ninth day of August]'...
These changes made him have more guesses about the purpose of the old almanac:
It is used to travel through time and space!
The bronze door opens, and one's own consciousness or 'soul' can pass through it and arrive at a certain day in the future shown on the old almanac.
Then, he will not stay long in the future and return to normal time and space. At this time, the days displayed on the old almanac will become the time of normal time and space again.
Of course, changes in the old almanac are subjective changes.
All this can be explained as what Mo Feng thought of suffering from a disease such as paranoia.
Then there is another point that can more objectively prove the authenticity of the time-travel incident——
Go find Mai Dehu and see if he is entangled in an old genealogy!
Just do it.
Today is Wednesday.
Work day.
After getting up in the morning, Mo Feng discovered that there were changes in the old almanac and wanted to explore it, so he took a short vacation.
Now that it was necessary to go to the company, he put on his work clothes and went out to take a taxi.
In the past, he was reluctant to take a taxi to work.
Now he knows that troubled times will come in about ten days at most. Money is something external to the body, and it must be spent when it is necessary. He can no longer do such nonsense!
The unit that Mo Feng works for is a good state-owned enterprise called Shuangli Engineering Construction Co., Ltd., which is engaged in the production of engineering supplies.
Among them, he belongs to the human resources department, which is hated by everyone, Mai Dehu belongs to the finance department, which is hated by everyone, and Zhao Si belongs to the general manager who smiles when everyone sees him, but shows his belly when everyone sees him.
The human resources department has several subdivisions in charge. Mo Feng is a training specialist. When he came to the office, he took his fingerprints and told the director to cancel his leave, and then immediately ran out and went straight to the finance department.
Shuangli Engineering Construction is quite strong and has many employees.
Mo Feng works in the head office, which has thousands of people from senior executives to temporary workers. The company occupies a high-rise building by itself.
The Finance Department is on the tenth floor, and Mo Feng and Mai Dehu have dealt with each other before.
After that, he knocked on the office door and pushed in.
The door opened, and there was lively conversation in the office.
Seeing someone coming in, the conversation stopped abruptly, and a dozen heads popped out from behind the baffles of their respective workstations.
Some come out vertically, and some come out crookedly.
All of them had pale faces, languid spirits, and floating eyes, showing the standard appearance of social animals.
Seeing that it was Mo Feng, the little Kalami, who entered the door, they continued chatting:
"...My classmate who works on the railway called me this morning and told me that something happened there. Since early in the morning, there was a line of bloody people standing on the railway. He happened to be working overtime at the time and was called over to watch. He said that one of those things They were motionless, their arms were hanging down, and their bodies were covered in blood, dripping down..."
"...An incident also happened at the Polytechnic University. Eight girls in a girls' dormitory collectively sleepwalked and killed someone. When they were sleepwalking, each of them held a head in their arms..."
"...You guys have no proof, let me tell you about someone close to you. You know that my wedding house is in the suburbs, and there are many wild cats and dogs in the community. And when it was dark this morning, everyone who got up early in our community was... I saw wild cats and dogs hurriedly leaving the community - don’t believe it? There are photos in our owner group..."
The speaker was a fair-skinned and beautiful young woman named Zhu Hanhan. She held up her newly bought sex phone to show to the people at the workstation next to her, and many people came to look at it.
A close look at the young woman.
Mo Feng was stunned for a moment after hearing their discussion.
According to what Zhao Si said on the phone, the ghost should appear in about ten days, but it has not appeared yet. So what are the employees in the finance department talking about?
Several people went to look at their phones next to Zhu Hanhan. Someone reached out to touch the screen. Zhu Hanhan patted his hand and said with a sweet smile: "Just look at it, don't touch it."
The young man who stretched out his hand blushed and said, "No, Sister Hanhan, I think this photo is wrong. The cats and dogs in it seem to have something in their mouths."
Zhu Hanhan said casually: "Is there any? I'll zoom in and take a look..."
Then the people around her said:
"Hey, it's true, this cat has a kitten in its mouth."
"Look at this dog, it has a mouse in its mouth."
"The mother cat must have had the kitten in her mouth when moving, and the dog has the mouse in its mouth. This is nothing, right? You are making too much of a fuss."
"Let me look at the other photos," Zhu Hanhan swiped the screen and enlarged the picture and said, "No, no, they all have something in their mouths. This dog has a sneaker in its mouth, and this cat, why is this cat holding something in its mouth? A ball gag?”
"What does this mean?" someone asked.
Someone replied: "It's a bit like the ancient marching process in which people picked bells and horses picked bells - in order to avoid making noise..."
The person who asked the question in front shook his head: "No, I was asking what does ball gag mean?"
Then the topic went wrong.
Many people began to laugh, and more people gathered around: "Let me be healthy, let me be healthy."
"Me too, Kangkang, Kangkang, Hanhan's ball gag."
"Hanhan, you can do it, you are well-informed..."
There was a bit of chaos in the office for a while, and Zhu Hanhan attracted almost everyone's attention.
Madhu is an exception.
He was currently sitting at his workstation, concentrating on the computer. His brows were furrowed, his eyes were straight, and his lips were pursed. He seemed to be encountering a problem.
Seeing this murderer who was going to kill him and probably Zhao Si in the future, Mo Feng held his breath in his heart and wanted to go up and slap him hard.
Of course this is just thinking about it.
After all, things like those in the future haven't happened yet. If he goes up to fight Madhu, he will lose his job and sit on a fence.
In this way, he adjusted his mood and wanted to say hello to Madhu.
But someone cut it off in advance:
"Brother Hu, what are you looking at so seriously? You started our supernatural topic, why don't you participate in it?"
Mai Dehu raised his head and forced a smile and said, "I have something going on here."
He asked again: "Xiao Chen, do you think the ancestors of a family would harm their descendants? Probably not, right?"
Listening to the conversation between the two, Mo Feng's heart moved.
Did Madhu bring up the supernatural topic in the finance office?
Then contact Mai Dehu about the following question——
there is only one truth!
Medhu has obviously obtained the old genealogy of their family, and he does not firmly believe that this thing is an evil sycophant who will harm him. What expectations does he have for the old genealogy at this time.
Realizing this, he did not continue to go to Mai Dehu to inquire about the old genealogy.
He stared at Medhu carefully and saw a small bulge between the other man's brows.
This must be a pimple.
Perhaps due to improper care, the acne became somewhat inflamed and turned lavender.
As a result, his heart moved again, and when no one in the office was paying attention, he said, "We're in the wrong office" and pushed the door open.
Returning to his workstation, he turned on the computer and typed on the keyboard. After finding the information he needed, he started shaking his head and memorizing it by rote...
Stay up until get off work time.
Luo Chengcai, the director in charge of their recruitment work, stood up slowly and said in an official tone:
"Everyone, stop the work at hand for a moment. According to the instructions from our general manager's office, the company needs to put extra responsibilities on everyone during special periods, so I will arrange the overtime work..."
Mo Feng stood up and waved his hand: "I am weak and cannot bear the heavy burden. Goodbye, Director Luo."
Luo Chengcai looked at him in surprise and said, "Mo Feng, what do you mean?"
Mo Feng walked away without looking back: "It means I won't work overtime."
The eyes of the employees in their department lit up, and they all looked at Luo Chengcai with bated breath.
Luo Chengcai became anxious and slapped the table and said, "I asked you what's wrong - come back here. If you dare to walk out of the office, give me a try..."
"You, you, you, you really should leave!"
Seeing Mo Feng disappear, Luo Chengcai was stunned.
"Director, to be precise, Brother Feng didn't leave, he ran away." Liao Xiaobing, who was working next to the window in the corridor, said weakly, "To be honest, he ran very fast!"
Mo Feng ran really fast.
He had to quickly go to the company gate to prepare for an encounter with Madhu.
There are many people in the company.
In this way, even if many people are working overtime, the gate is still bustling when they get off work.
Mai Dehu is a well-known master of papers in the Finance Department, but he did not work overtime today. As soon as he got off work, he went out with worries.
After seeing his figure, Mo Feng walked in front of him calmly. During this period, he accidentally turned his head and stopped when he saw Mai Dehu.
His face was solemn and his eyes were bright.
Mai Dehu looks like an ordinary person, a little over 1.7 meters tall, with a somewhat chubby figure, a severely receding hairline, wearing glasses, and a pale complexion. He looks quite harmless.
Therefore, Mo Feng could not imagine that in just ten days he would turn into a butcher and ruthlessly kill his colleagues.
Recalling the information he got on the phone not long ago, he could only whisper to himself: "You know people, they know faces, but you don't know hearts!"
At this time, Madhu also noticed him.
But there was a lot of noise at the door of the office building. Mai Dehu noticed that Mo Feng looked at him but didn't hear a word he said clearly, so he asked: "Old Mo, are you talking to me? What did you say?"
Mo Feng looked at him seriously, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "I said, Tiger, what's the matter with you? Your face is wrong!"
"Is the Yintang darkened? I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster in the near future?" an employee walking behind said jokingly.
Mo Feng continued to look at Mai Dehu seriously, stared deeply, frowned, shook his head and left.
The posture is very good.
If it can't be cured, it's hopeless. Let's wait to die.
Mai Dehu had something in his mind, so he was naturally frightened by him.
He froze on the spot and watched Mo Feng's leaving figure. He only hesitated for a moment and quickly chased after him: "Brother Feng, wait, you wait for me."
Mo Feng stopped and looked back at him.
Mai Dehu rubbed his hands hesitantly and asked in a low voice: "Brother Feng, do you know how to read faces?"
Mo Feng said: "You know a little, I come from a family of magicians. For generations, there have been people telling fortunes and fortune telling, fortune telling and so on. By my generation, the inheritance has almost been discontinued. I don't know much, I only know some basics." of."
"For example, the center of the eyebrows is the Palace of Life, which is bright and clear. If the texture is still sluggish, it will ruin the family wealth and humiliate the ancestors. The Yintang is flat and the Palace of Life is prison, and the bones are rising in the sky. It is a hero. The two cheekbones hang clearly on the left and right, and the Dragon Wearing a fifth-grade Cao in the lining..."
He recited a set of facial expressions in a cadence.
This thing is of no use whatsoever.
But it's quite bluffing.
Mai Dehu was frightened, but he was still cautious: "Ah? You still have this unique skill? Why haven't you heard of it before?"
Mo Feng sneered: "This is superstition. We are a state-owned enterprise. How can I promote superstition in my workplace?"
Mai Dehu said: "That's right, then what do you think is wrong with my face?"
Mo Feng pointed to his forehead and said: "There is another reason why I don't mention this thing on weekdays. There is no big problem with our colleague's appearance."
"But your face is wrong today. Look at your Tianzhong. There is a mole here - oh, Tianzhong is a term in physiognomy. It refers to the upper part of the forehead, just below the hairline. This area is not suitable for moles. Men will harm the health of their family members. , women will reduce family wealth."
Mai Dehu reached out and touched his forehead and said with a smile: "I don't have hemorrhoids either. Here is one..."
"Do you think it's acne or pimples?" Mo Feng interrupted him and asked him.
Medhu blinked and asked, "Isn't it?"
Mo Feng shook his head and said: "It may be true in medicine, but not in metaphysics. How can there be acne in metaphysics?"
"Anything that grows on the face has its own explanation. If you look like this thing in the sky, which is slightly purple in color and shaped like a meatball, it is a hemorrhoid, which is called a short-term hemorrhoid."
"If this kind of short-lived mole grows on the helix of the ear, it means that someone in your family has committed illegal and criminal acts. If it grows in the longevity area, someone may die in the war. If it grows on the side of the nose, it may cause illness or death. If it grows on the middle of a person, it means short-term moles. There will be disputes between two people inside, and if it grows on the side of the mouth, it means that you will lose money."
"And what about growing up in the sky? Growing up in the sky means that someone in your family will have a disaster in the near future!"
These words are very convincing.
Mai Dehu then asked: "You mean, if this thing grows on my forehead, it means that my family will be in trouble?"
Mo Feng shook his head again and said: "Physiognomy is a very profound knowledge, and you cannot just single out one thing for analysis."
"This is complicated to say, so let me put it simply."
"You're going to die."
After hearing this, Mai Dehu's expression suddenly became gloomy.
Mo Feng waved his hand to leave: "If you don't believe it..."
"Let's not talk about whether you believe it or not. First, tell me how you could tell?" Mai Dehu stopped him: "How about you just said it was my family, but now you say it is me who is going to have trouble?"
Mo Feng said: "I said, this matter is quite complicated. Forget it, I'll just talk about it."
"The Shaoyin Shaoyang area at the end of a person's eyes and under the fish tail is called the traitor door, which determines one's own luck. The gray color of the traitor door means bad luck, poor health and vulnerability to danger..."
"Is my adultery secret?" Mai Dehu asked immediately.
Mo Feng shook his head and said softly: "No, your traitorous family is miserable. The situation is more serious than the adulterous family's gray color. To use the old saying in metaphysics, you are entangled with something, and that thing is sucking your luck. "
"When you run out of luck, then..."
He shook his head again, and the look he looked at Medhu made his scalp tighten.
After hesitating for a moment, he grabbed Mo Feng's wrist and said helplessly: "Brother Feng, I am blind and blind, and I didn't realize that you are a big boss. In fact, you are really right!"
"I might have been caught by a dirty thing today!"
Mo Feng's heart suddenly started beating loudly.
He put on a serious expression again, took out his hand and asked, "Don't be anxious, speak slowly."
Medhu did not speak, but silently took out an old yellow book from his trouser pocket.
Mo Feng's brows jumped and he was overjoyed.
The old genealogy Zhao Si mentioned has appeared!
Wonderful.
The brothel has arrived, ah no, the opportunity has arrived!
