Led by Xue Zhu, the group of people came all the way to the garbage room at the back of the office building.
The blood drop finally stopped right above the garbage pile.
Zhang Hua's garbage room is very large, a bungalow with a few dozen square meters, but because of its size, the garbage here is only asked to be cleaned once every ten and a half months.
Now the garbage inside is piled up into mountains, and the smell is overwhelming.
Some employees said disdainfully: "I thought this guy was really capable? It turns out he found this garbage dump. Could it be that the ghosts of flies and mosquitoes in the garbage are causing trouble? Hahaha."
Zhu Dazhang covered his nose and glared at the employee, and said somewhat suspiciously: "Mr. Xiao, is the source of the yin energy you mentioned coming from this garbage dump?"
Xiao He said calmly: "It's not the garbage pile, but the things under the garbage pile."
Under the rubbish dump?
Zhu Dazhang was also confused. What could be under the garbage pile?
"Mr. Zhu, if you ask people to tear down the garbage room and dig down about one meter, you can find the source of the yin energy."
Xiao He continued.
Nangong Yue hugged her chest and snorted coldly: "Mr. Zhu, don't believe this kid's lies. He is just a charlatan who knows a little close-up magic."
People often believe in their first impressions, and Nangong Yue's first impression of Xiao He was that of a young boy driving a loser car, so no matter what Xiao He said or did, she would instinctively doubt him.
"This..." Zhu Dazhang hesitated for a moment, but decided to believe Xiao He.
"Come here, call the forklift."
Although Nangong Yue is very important to Zhu Dazhang, Xiao He is more valuable to him. He now has billions of assets. He is looking for Nangong Yue in order to reach a higher level, while Xiao He is the one who can decide his life and death.
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This is equivalent to building a house. If the foundation is not stable, no matter how tall you build it, it will collapse sooner or later.
Seeing that Zhu Dazhang didn't listen to her advice, Nangong Yue's face darkened and she turned away, but she stopped again after just a few steps out. She decided to stay and take a look.
Look at Zhu Dazhang's regretful expression and see how Xiao He will end up later.
Zhang Hua is a construction company, and soon three excavators and forklifts arrived.
The construction manager wearing a safety helmet skillfully directed the workers to knock down the bungalow.
After a while, the garbage inside was dug out one by one.
Now the stench was even greater, and many employees who couldn't stand it either stayed away or simply left.
In their opinion, Zhu Dazhang was deceived by Xiao He and was able to do something as stupid as digging a garbage dump. Is this normal?
Nangong Yue did not leave, however. She stood not far behind Xiao He, staring at Xiao He.
She blamed Xiao He for inhaling the stench of garbage, as if Xiao He was the initiator of the stench.
This kind of magician should bump into telephone poles when walking, choke on tears when drinking water, and suffer from acne every day...
Just when Nangong Yue was cursing Xiao He in her heart.
The worker's panicked voice came, "Mr. Zhu, we dug something."
Zhu Dazhang and the construction manager hurried up.
At first glance, both of them were breaking out in cold sweat.
There was actually a corpse in the pit.
Nangong Yue could no longer maintain her image at this time, her pretty face turned pale, and she took several steps back.
"There really is something! It's still a dead body. Is this kid really good at it?"
The employees who saw the skeleton all looked at Xiao He in awe. After entering the 21st century, people's concepts of ghosts and gods have become weak, but now that such a mysterious scene appeared in front of them, they had to believe that Xiao He was really
A master.
Zhu Dazhang came back to his senses and glared at the construction manager angrily, "Didn't you find this body when you were building the office building?"
The construction manager said aggrievedly: "Mr. Zhu, I only came to the company last year! I am not responsible for this office building."
"Where's the original construction manager? I'm going to kill him."
Zhu Dazhang shouted in anger.
The construction manager's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he remembered something that made his hair stand on end.
"Zhu...Mr. Zhu, the original construction manager, suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and died in a car accident last year."
"What?" Zhu Dazhang staggered and almost fell.
Could it be that this corpse is here to claim its soul?
Suddenly, Zhu Dazhang remembered something. One time when he was having fun with his wife, he received a call from the construction manager saying that a dead body had been dug up. At that time, he became angry because he was interrupted, so he casually said it.
Throw in the trash.
Now that I think about it, that guy really threw it into the garbage pile, or buried it under the garbage pile.
"It's over, it's over, Mr. Xiao, save me."
Zhu Dazhang grabbed Xiao He's arm helplessly and almost knelt down to Xiao He.
When Xiao He saw Zhu Dazhang's appearance, he guessed that Zhu Dazhang must know something inside. He pulled away Zhu Dazhang's hand and cast his gaze on the skeleton. He could clearly feel the resentment on the corpse and the Yin Qi wrapped around it.
In fact, it is very simple for Xiao He to remove the yin energy from the corpse. He can directly use the yin and yang pattern to devour it completely, but Xiao He cannot do this.
After all, the other person did not provoke him, and his resentment was all for a reason. He was living underground well, being dug up without telling anyone, and was buried under a rubbish heap. No matter who it happened to, he would be anxious.
Xiao He faced the corpse and recited a mantra similar to Buddhist scriptures on salvation.
The originally silent white bones started to tremble slightly.
Suddenly, the blood beads suspended in the air exploded, and the blood mist formed a ferocious skull face.
"ah!"
Seeing this scene suddenly, even the most energetic excavator workers were so frightened that they peed their pants.
Zhu Dazhang's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground, his limbs twitching like swings because the skull face was staring directly at him.
Nangong Yue had already been frightened to the point of losing three of her souls and all her seven souls. She was muttering randomly, "Jesus bless, Amitabha..."
All the employees were even more frightened, like a tortoise chasing a watermelon, rolling and crawling.
Xiao He shook his head, his resentment lingering. It seemed that the other party was not willing to let Zhu Dazhang go so easily!
He stopped chanting the incantation and looked at Zhu Dazhang, "Mr. Zhu, kneel down and kowtow three times to the corpse!"
Zhu Dazhang hurriedly followed the instructions and knocked his head on the ground with a "bang bang" sound. At this time, let alone three kowtows, he was willing to kowtow even three hundred.
After kowtowing, the resentment on the skull faded a little, but it was still very strong.
Xiao He murmured in a low voice, "Don't give me face!"
He immediately exuded a fierce aura and scolded: "People are humane, ghosts have their own ways. He already knows that he is wrong. I will move your grave for you and find another Feng Shui treasure for burial. I hope you will stop here."
The skull in mid-air turned to Xiao He, and it seemed to understand Xiao He's words.
But it didn't mean to stop there. The corners of the skull's mouth cracked open, revealing a sinister and terrifying smile, and it rushed towards Xiao He quickly.