"It's difficult to say this, but if it's not difficult... In fact, that's it. It depends on how you do it!" Wu Jin threw the cigarette butt on the ground, spit, and followed a few others. The ten-year-old old man' Bang Bang! ’ After clearing his throat a few times, he added, “According to Sister Ling’s request, as long as you take out everything inside, you’ll be done.”
After saying that, he stopped paying attention to me, turned around and walked out of the factory.
Sister Bai and I were left standing there staring at each other...
Digging graves damages one's moral character. If it hadn't been for trouble this time, I wouldn't be willing to do such a thing!
"Hurry up and try to finish the matter tonight. Your brother Long is still waiting for you to go back and rescue him!" Sister Bai pulled a chair from the side and sat on it casually.
I paused and asked tentatively, "Bai...Sister Bai, why don't you go down together?"
"I'm tired of coming here to help you solve the Yingsha matter, and you still want me to help you do something so immoral as digging up the graves of ancestors? Dream on!" Sister Bai rolled her eyes and was minding her own business. The phone showed no intention of helping me.
I feel dizzy for a while. The things down here are so weird. I’m afraid it’s going to be a bit difficult for one person to handle!
I was in a hurry when I arrived, and I didn’t bring any scented wax paper candles. After thinking about it, I decided to go out and prepare some before coming back to the tomb.
After leaving the factory, we walked for three to five minutes to the factory gate where we started to enter.
After looking around, I realized that this place was actually a large integrated factory. The factory just now was just one of them. There were seven or eight such factories around here!
I'm a little surprised. Could it be that this is... a group of tombs?
If there is a large tomb underneath each factory, it is indeed a group of tombs.
When I arrived at the factory gate, I followed Wu Jin's example and shouted to the security guard at the factory gate, "Brother Six, please open the door. I'll go out to buy something!"
"Ang." The security guard responded and opened the big iron door.
And it was only then that I noticed that this security guard looked like he was in his thirties, and the muscles in his arms were actually bulging. He looked like a practitioner!
What's even weirder is...the security guard actually has a tattoo on the side of his neck to exorcise evil spirits!
What kind of person would draw talismans on their body...!
After leaving the factory, I took a taxi on the roadside, went to the suburbs and bought some scented wax paper candles, and then returned to the factory.
When I entered the factory, I followed Wu Jin's approach and threw a pack of cigarettes to the security guard and asked him to open the door and go back.
But halfway through, the security guard stared at me and said coldly, "The factory you are responsible for cannot use dirty money. I suggest you don't bring it in!"
"Why... why?" I froze on the spot, looking at most of the bag of dirty money in my hand, feeling a little at a loss for the moment.
When I went shopping, I was afraid that the money I had was not enough, so I bought more.
Yin Qian is also called road money, or road money. This kind of thing is used in our industry whether it is to open an altar or to perform sacrifices and prayers.
How come I got here and was told it wasn’t enough?
I laughed sarcastically, approached the security guard, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Six, how weird are the things under the factory?"
"I don't know, don't ask me, just go down and see for yourself!" the security guard said in a muffled voice, then turned around and returned to the small room next to him.
This was the first time I saw such a strange person, but when I thought about what he just said, I felt that this security guard named Sixth Brother had no reason to lie to me.
After thinking about it, I decided to leave the dirty money outside the factory, in case something messy happened when I went in.
When I returned to the factory, I found two wailing young men lying on the ground, and a woman with a ponytail, a pink suspender, and black jeans who was tied to a chair with a rope.
Seeing me coming, the woman kept shouting at me, "Help, this woman is crazy and has tied us all up!"
The woman she was talking about was Sister Bai who was sitting next to her and playing with her mobile phone.
Looking up, Sister Bai's neat long hair was a little messy, and there was even a footprint on her clothes. My face darkened, I approached Sister Bai, gently patted the footprints on her clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Bai, how did you make it?"
Sister Bai turned to look at me and pointed at the two young men on the ground, "They are from the factory next door. They just saw me here alone and wanted to bully me, and then...you know!"
As soon as these words came out, I felt angry!
I only went out for half an hour and this happened.
At this time, the tied up woman was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief, "You...are you in the same group?"
"Ang!" I was not in the mood to pay attention to her. I walked towards the two wailing young people and asked coldly, "Why...we are all here to work. You want to bully me because of the number of people?" Human?"
I went out for a trip and got to know the situation outside. I also learned that the people who come here basically do dirty work for others.
Everyone has a case on their back, and I am not worried about them calling the police at all.
A flash of panic flashed across the young man's face, "I...I just wanted to come here for a visit. She misunderstood, so we had a conflict!"
"Oh... I misunderstood. Then where did the footprints on her come from?" I sneered. The footprints on Sister Bai's body were on her back. It seemed that they were caused by a deliberate sneak attack.
While I was talking, I stretched out my foot and stepped on his palm, twisting it hard, but the other person couldn't bear it and kept baring his teeth and crying, "It was her, she kicked it, not us!"
The young man opened my feet, pointed at the woman tied to the chair and shouted with red eyes.
I paused and turned to look at the woman on the chair.
The latter looked panicked and tried to struggle to get up, but tripped and fell to the ground, eating a mouthful of ashes.
"I...we didn't mean it, brother, can we solve this matter with money?" There was a hint of crying in the woman's tone.
Along with the slight trembling of the body, even the chest began to tremble!
People who engage in tomb robbing are all shady. Once these people suffer a loss, they basically have to swallow it themselves. If the other party is not willing, killing them will only mean that they are unlucky.
No wonder this woman opened her mouth to ask for money to solve the problem. It seemed that she was afraid that I would drag them to the tomb to deal with it.
My eyes moved to Sister Bai, and I asked in a deep voice, "Sister Bai, they said we should solve it with money, do you agree?"
"It doesn't matter to me, you decide." Sister Bai said without raising her head.
For her, it doesn't make much difference whether there is something like money or not.
I looked at the woman on the ground with a half-smile, and said jokingly, "How much money are you prepared to pay for your life?"
The woman looked panicked and shouted quickly, "One hundred...one hundred thousand, I will pay one hundred thousand!"
