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Chapter 2 Fishing the Dead in the River

At night, the residual heat has not subsided. On the shore of the Minjiang River, countless flying insects are surrounded by several high-power searchlights, and the sounds of frogs can be heard in the tidal flats along the river.

The truck brought the basalt statue that had been ordered in advance. With the help of the crane, the basalt statue was hoisted into the air. Workers were busy preparing to bury the statue into the river bottom.

Standing on the shore, Zhang Guodong was sweating profusely. On the other hand, Master Huang, who was wearing a robe, didn't shed a drop of sweat. This masterful demeanor made Zhang Guodong envious.

"It is normal to sweat due to internal heat due to the influence of fire-shaped evil spirits."

Master Huang explained, and then said: "When the Xuanwu stone statue enters the water, there will be no worries, and Mr. Zhang's project can proceed as scheduled."

Zhang Guodong was overjoyed. He felt relieved and no longer felt so stuffy: "Master Huang, thanks to your help this time, I will call you the balance later. I will rely on you more in the future."

Zhang Guodong has only just entered the industry and has not met any masters yet. It is not easy for him to meet Huang Hai this time, so he must seize this opportunity.

There is no real estate person who doesn’t believe in Feng Shui. For a project that costs hundreds of millions, is it too much to spend millions to get peace of mind?

What's more, the influence of Feng Shui is exaggerated. For the same piece of land, different Feng Shui bureaus, the results are completely different.

If the Feng Shui is not good, people who live there will feel tired and exhausted, and will naturally be upset. Then business will not go well and family discord will follow.

If you live in a place with good Feng Shui, you will be refreshed, your temper will be reduced, you will be kind to others, and it will be a matter of course for you to do business and have a harmonious family.

It is actually very simple to dissect these principles left by our ancestors, but trying to figure out the secrets behind them is both mysterious and mysterious.

Master Huang pretended to be arrogant and nodded, deliberately avoiding the topic of money to make himself look less tacky.

Not far from the construction site, worker Wu Yuchun stood on the river bank, holding a large bag of things in his arms and smoking cheap cigarettes.

Soon, Yan Shouyi appeared.

Yan Shouyi was the same as Master Huang, not even a drop of sweat broke out on his body, and his robe looked spotless.

As soon as Wu Yuchun saw Yan Shouyi, he became anxious: "Little brother..."

"Have you prepared everything I asked you to prepare?" Yan Shouyi asked.

Wu Yuchun quickly stopped talking and gave Yan Shouyi a large bag of things in his hand.

Yan Shouyi squatted on the ground and opened the bag. Inside was a piece of clothing worn by the deceased, as well as a sycamore tree that had just been broken off from the river bank. In addition, there were three boxes of lunch boxes that were still warm.

"I was afraid that you were hungry, little brother, so I took three more boxes when I received the lunch box for dinner..." Wu Yuchun said honestly.

Yan Shou's eyes lit up, he happened to have not eaten dinner.

Those who work in his profession are bound to be short of good fortune, wealth and longevity, and what Yan Shou lacks is "lu". Even though he has great abilities now, he often doesn't have enough to eat.

This was not the time to eat in a hurry. Yan Shouyi put the lunch box aside, took out the sycamore wood, and tossed it in the corner for a while. Wu Yuchun was curious and wanted to see what Yan Shouyi was doing, but Yan Shouyi turned around without saying anything.

, Wu Yuchun only saw Yan Shouyi pull out a red thread from his satchel, but didn't look at anything else.

But the red thread alone opened Wu Yuchun's eyes. It was hard to tell what material the red thread was made of, but the color was so bright that it seemed to be dyed with blood, and it looked particularly weird under the moonlight.

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After a while, Yan Shouyi turned around, holding a small doll made of sycamore wood in his hand.

The head, torso, limbs, and rough facial features are dotted on the head. The structure of the little doll is so simple. But for some reason, the first moment Wu Yuchun saw this little doll, he seemed to see his dead brother!

Yan Shouyi used scissors to cut a piece of cloth from the deceased's clothes, and in a few strokes, he made a small piece of clothing and put it on the little person. Wu Yuchun suddenly felt more like him and was speechless for a while.

"You can do whatever I ask you to do later. Don't be afraid. It's your brother we're trying to get, and he won't harm you."

Wu Yuchun shivered.

It's okay if you don't say it, but if you say it, I feel scared...

Strange, why do I feel so cold on this hot day and break out in a cold sweat?

Yan Shouyi took out the red string from before, tied it on the left hand of the puppet, and then threw the puppet into the river.

The puppet that was supposed to be floating on the water quickly sank into the river and disappeared within a moment.

"Call your brother's name, shout louder!" Yan Shouyi shouted.

Wu Yuchun trembled all over and shouted quickly: "Yulin! Yulin!"

"Call your full name."

Wu Yuchun shouted at the top of his lungs: "Wu Yulin! Come back! Wu Yulin! Come home!"

This time, Wu Yuchun's voice was a bit desolate. It must be that all the emotions in his heart were touched and he couldn't help but vent his emotions by yelling.

Yan Shou tugged on the red thread and stared at the river, his eyes fixed and motionless, as if he was fishing.

This move is somewhat similar to the soul calling in rural areas.

In the past, science and technology were not developed enough, and there were no entertainment projects for rural children. It was common for them to go to the mountains to pick wild fruits and fish in the water. It was inevitable that they would encounter some unclean things, and if they were not careful, they would be seduced.

I can't afford to be sick and stay stupid.

At this time, relatives need to hold the child, go to the place where the soul is lost, and throw glutinous rice while shouting and shouting. The lost soul will come back, the child's fever will go away, and he will no longer act stupidly.

Wu Yulin died in the river, and his soul had no place to return. Naturally, he became a lonely ghost. His body was full of resentment and could not float up.

When Yan Shou asked Wu Yuchun to summon his soul, he was looking for Wu Yulin's soul. If he found the soul, everything would be easier.

The cold moonlight shines on the river, the waves are rolling on the river, and the shouts of workers can be heard from time to time from the construction site nearby.

Three minutes passed like this, and Wu Yuchun's voice almost became hoarse.

Just when he was about to stop and take a rest, Yan Shouyi suddenly opened his mouth and asked in the direction of the river: "What is there under the river?"

Wu Yuchun shuddered.

Who are you talking to, little brother?

He looked down and saw a pair of footprints suddenly appeared on the small beach on the river bank in front of Yan Shouyi.

The toes of the footprints were pointing in the direction of Yan Shouyi.

Wu Yuchun burst into tears on the spot: "Brother! Brother! You died so miserably!!"

Yan Shou glared at Wu Yuchun: "Stop howling, your brother has not passed the first seven years and his soul is unstable. If you yell a few more words, your brother will be scared to death!"

Wu Yuchun quickly shut his mouth.

Yan Shouyi continued to stare at the pair of footprints in front of him and asked:

"How many?... Are they husband and wife? I understand."

"...Your brother asked me to find your body. Get up when it's time to get up. Don't find it yourself."

"...The money will naturally be in place, don't worry about that."

After some communication, Yan Shouyi nodded slightly, then pressed the seal with his hand and muttered something: "Red Emperor nourishes Qi, Black Emperor nourishes blood, Yellow Emperor is the master, all gods are invincible, living souls come quickly, dead souls go quickly, the gate of heaven is opened."

, the door of the earth opens, and the soul of the boy from thousands of miles away comes!"

"rise!"

After reciting the incantation, Yan Shou pulled up the red thread, and the puppet that originally fell into the river floated up.

At the same time, Wu Yuchun saw a dark thing floating on the river not far away. Although his body shape had changed a lot, he still recognized it at a glance. It was his brother Wu Yulin.

corpse!

What made Wu Yuchun feel a chill down his back was that his brother's body had exactly the same posture as the doll, both facing down and raising his left hand.

It was as if they were all "pulled" up by Yan Shouyi with a red thread.

Wu Yuchun was so excited that he knelt down and kowtowed to Yan Shou on the spot, saying thank you constantly.

"You also saw the corpse. Go over and retrieve it. Don't wait too long and it gets washed away. Then I really won't be able to find it." Yan Shou said with a smile.

The first time I searched for the body, it was because the body was resentful and deliberately sank to the bottom of the river.

Now that the corpse is full of resentment, if it is lost again, it will really be washed away by the river, and no method will work.

Hearing this, Wu Yuchun quickly jumped on the boat that had been prepared and rowed towards the body.

After finishing the matter, Yan Shou lit a cigarette and shifted his gaze from the back of Wu Yuchun, who was rowing, to the direction of the construction site.

On the construction site, the huge basalt stone statue has been hoisted into the air and looks like it is about to be put down.

Seeing this scene, Yan Shouyi let out a long sigh: "The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, but I don't dare to keep you until the fifth watch. It's all your life! Grandpa said that I have enough debts.

If you meddle in your own business, I'm afraid you'll be doomed..."

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