I am a small contractor, currently working on the site of a hospital under construction. Once we received a project to demolish and rebuild an old building in the hospital. It is said that this building was built during the Cultural Revolution and was a 6-story small building.

Building, the 6 floors above ground are for various departments and wards, and the ground floor is for the morgue. So when we received this project, everyone was a little nervous and reported it to our manager, who bought some incense candles to burn. After everything was done,

, we brought in the machine and the ground work was successfully completed in less than a week.

When we were constructing the morgue on the underground floor, an old man who was guarding the gate happened to pass by and advised us to buy some salt and sprinkle it around to prevent dirty things from coming out and scaring people. We thought he was crazy and didn't listen. But that night during the construction

I suddenly felt weak all over and dizzy, so I asked for a leave from our manager and went back to the work shed to rest. When I woke up, I felt my breathing was very heavy. When I opened my eyes, I was shocked to see densely packed floating objects on the ceiling of the work shed.

There were dozens of figures, wearing a variety of clothes. Some were wearing old-style shrouds; some were wearing work clothes; some were wearing green military uniforms; one was actually wearing a vest, a melon cap and a floral tie. I wanted to run out.

, but my body could not move; I wanted to open my mouth to call someone, but no sound came out, so I closed my eyes and chanted Amitabha with all my strength, and soon fell into a drowsy sleep.

Later I saw the old man guarding the gate and told him about this matter. He complained to me. According to what he said, for the dead, the morgue is the first place in the other world. But

You demolished them without consulting them. What kind of behavior is this? This is called violent demolition. How can they not gather in crowds to make trouble? Do you think you are the demolition office? Even if you are the demolition office, you can talk to them and be nice to them? I

I asked you to buy some salt and sprinkle it on me. Why don’t you listen?

I was a little unconvinced, so I muttered, doesn’t it cost money to buy salt?

The old man was so angry that he almost lost his temper. What!? It costs money!? That’s all you have to offer! When something happens again on your construction site, you will be blinded. This matter will not end like this!

I panicked as soon as I heard this, so I quickly said something nice. Don't be as knowledgeable as me. I'm young and ignorant. Please tell me how to solve it. We are all old and young, please!

The old man sighed and said, Alas! Who made me soft-hearted? In this way, if you find an incense shop, buy some incense candles, buy some paper houses, burn them for them, and say more nice words, I guess they won't embarrass you too much.

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Chapter completed!