Feng Yuanjun didn't believe in this evil, what big trouble could happen? He had seen many ghosts and monsters in the past few years, and no one came to him in the middle of the night to ask for his life.
For several nights in a row, one could hear the frightening sound of cows braying. More and more workers asked for leave, and conflicts intensified day by day. Every day, Feng Yuanjun got angry, scolding this and that, causing everyone to complain.
Not only can’t you make money, but you still have to be scolded every day?
It doesn't matter if I get scolded, I'm just afraid that my life will be dealt with here.
What caused Feng Yuanjun to go completely berserk was an unexpected incident.
An excavator suddenly stalled for no reason, and the driver jumped out of the car to check. Without anyone controlling it, the shovel started to move on its own and dug up a large piece of soil.
Is it scary? Let’s just say, can it scare people to death?
It was cold and freezing in December, and the topsoil was frozen solid. I had no intention of digging. The driver just wanted to repair and maintain the car, but he didn't expect it to dig a square of soil on its own.
Moreover, the soil seemed to be mixed with red stuff, which looked like blood from a distance.
"Mr. Feng, why don't you ask a Feng Shui master to come and take a look? More and more workers have asked for leave in the past two days, and no one is doing the work. If this continues, we can't complete it. If the construction period is extended by one day, we will lose thousands of dollars."
money."
Feng Yuanjun was restless and restless. Damn it, this is a bad year! The end of the year is coming soon and nothing is going as planned.
"Go find an accurate fortune teller and ask him to tell you what's going on."
After telling the assistant to do something, he sat alone in the simple room and sulked.
At the groundbreaking ceremony, he paid homage to the Grandfather of the Land. What happened? The construction of other companies was in full swing, so why did bad things keep happening here?
"Mr. Feng, we found the fortune teller." The assistant ran in excitedly and said.
What?
It hasn't been five minutes since he left, and he found someone so quickly?
Holding the beard on his chin, Wu Daoyou, still wearing his summer Taoist robe, laughed twice, revealing his big yellow teeth.
"Boss Feng, you can't do this job."
Feng Yuanjun was very unhappy when he came up and poured cold water on him without asking anything.
"May I ask the elder's name?"
"Wu, Koutian Wu, Daoyou, Wu Daoyou."
"What is the significance of Taoist Priest's name?"
"Everything in the world is born from being, being is born from nothing, from nothing to being, from being to nothing."
Normally, Feng Yuanjun would have been able to sit down and listen to what he had to say, but today he was in a bad mood and had no interest in listening to what he had to say, which was really unlucky.
"Just now you said that my project cannot be carried out. What do you mean?"
"It means that people with poor luck may not be able to control the luck here."
"Bao Fu? You mean, my bad luck?" Feng Yuanjun asked with a gloomy face.
"Boss Feng, listen carefully to the expert analysis and see if I'm talking nonsense."
"Have you been having bad luck lately, one after another?"
Seeing that Feng Yuanjun pursed his lips and said nothing, Wu Daoyou pretended to be incomprehensible and continued, "There is a time in life, but there is no time in life. Don't force it. Boss Feng ordered Grie to have no heirs. If I am not wrong,
Suppose you have a son, and he is very smart, but he is a bit unlucky, and now he is still in jail? "
"Have you investigated me?"
"That's wrong!"
Wu Daoyou stood up and took out a roll of paper from his arms.
"Mr. Feng, I said you are unlucky because you lack the magic weapon that can control the luck here."
"First of all, congratulations to Mr. Feng, there are dragon veins under this ground!"