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Chapter 2247 Piziwo

Several people were stunned for a moment, and Zhang Jingwen frowned and said, "Is it a yellow-skinned nest?"

"You smell the sour smell in this hole? This is the weasel. If it farts, it will not be able to dissipate in the hole for several days..."

Wang Zan stood up and clapped his hands, then looked at Fang Jizhong and the demolition office and said, "Unfortunately, you have encountered some small trouble. There is a weasel nest here."

Fang Jizhong shook his head in surprise and said, "That's impossible. This hole is just under my store. How could I not know if there is a weasel nest?"

"Does there be shrines in your store? You often cook incense and tributes. In addition to fruits, there are also things like roast chicken and pork head meat. Think about it carefully and see if there are any missing times?" Wang Zan asked.

Fang Jizhong was stunned for a moment, his eyes dripped a few times and nodded, "You can't say that, this is true. In fact, I believe in these things. I thought I was doing nightclub business and wanted to make money to ensure safety, so I set up a shrine in the lobby of the store that I usually offer incense and offering sacrifices. Later, I found that there were fewer tributes, but I didn't care too much. I just ordered meat dishes, and I didn't have much money, so I didn't care..."

"Your shrine is definitely not a serious invitation, right?"

Fang Jizhong smiled awkwardly and shook his head and said, "How could I understand these things? Although I believed it, I didn't go to the temple to ask for it. I bought one in the market. The seller said it was very smart and it would definitely be a good business if it was placed on it. So I bought it back. Later, the business in my store was good. I thought this shrine seemed to have been bought correctly. The buyer was quite reliable."

"It's not the shrine that blesses you, to put it bluntly, it's the weasel in the cave." Wang Zan pointed to the entrance of the cave with great certainty and said, "You have been making a fortune in business and have always been thankful for your kindness, because it has received your tribute and protected you."

In fact, Fang Jizhong was a little unbelievable. No matter how it sounded, it was a bit mysterious. Not only did he hide a weasel under the store, but he was still blessed by him for his wealth over the years?

The demolition office was not very convinced, so he asked Wang Zan: "Then two people died and a policeman went crazy. What's going on?"

Wang Zan said: "Those two people want to dig this yellow-skinned cave, just like someone's house is about to be dug. Who would want to do it? This yellow-skinned must not be happy. If you dig the hole, you can stay there. After all, it can still get some incense here. And this is a yellow-skinned cave with only a little bit of it and a climate, so the two people are in trouble. As for the policeman who later happened to be at the entrance of the cave, he might have been beaten by the yellow-skinned tiger, but his problem should not be big."

"Have you heard of the immortals in the Northeast? This yellow skin is similar to this kind of thing, but the climate is just average..."
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