hell feng shui department

The rain gradually became heavier.

"There is a garbage collection point opposite the house that Zhang Xujie and the others rented. You go and look for it now... Yes, the old man has recruited it."

Zhuang Sui hung up the phone and greeted the kid in the room: "Come out, David, you've been of great help."

Lu Wangzhi followed his line of sight, and the starving ghost he had seen in Zhuang Sui's company appeared.

This child is about eleven or twelve years old. He is a little thin and dressed like an ordinary child. His eyes are quite big, and he looks very cute.

Just now Zhuang Sui asked him to stay with Lao Li in the house, and he just took the snacks he got from somewhere and chewed and ate them. He didn't do anything else, and Lao Li was so scared that he begged his grandpa to tell his grandma. , What should be said and what should not be said are all recruited.

"Ding Zhirong started to borrow the land of my ancestral hall from time to time in the past two months. Sometimes he would give me seven or eight hundred yuan. Every time he didn't know what he was doing in it, and he didn't let me see it, so I went to it. Looking for someone to play chess elsewhere, once I went back early and saw him packing something in a suitcase, I was about to call him, when I suddenly saw a broken leg protruding from behind the garbage dump, it scared me at the time, no Dare to speak up."

"After that, I found out that these houses of his were very cheap to rent, and there was an endless stream of people who came to rent them, but the strange thing was that the house was vacant again after a few days of living. I didn't think much about it at first, but since I saw that After breaking my leg, I always feel strange..."

"What are you talking about, little comrade? You ask me why I didn't call the police? ... Hey, our village is so complicated, it's no big deal if someone dies occasionally, I'm meddling in other people's business."

"Anyway, he gave me seven hundred today and asked me to go to his houses to collect garbage. I actually don't know what's in the garbage..."

"Little comrade, I really didn't do anything, I just collected garbage!"

Lu Wangzhi stroked his chin and recalled what Lao Li said just now, and turned his gaze to find that David was looking up and blinking at him.

The child seemed to smell the faint soul energy in him, and his face was full of curiosity.

Lu Wangzhi didn't know what to do with children. After glancing at David, he coughed and looked away, pretending to be working seriously.

"If Lao Li is not mistaken, then Ding Zhirong probably killed someone at that garbage collection point. Zhang Xujie's house doesn't even have a place to set foot, so it's not suitable for murder. The place in the ancestral hall is smelly and dirty, and there is no one except Lao Li. People will go in, and there is half of the ancestral hall inside, which is just convenient for committing crimes. After the crime is completed, wrap the crime tools and throw them into the garbage dump, and Lao Li will take them to the disposal site on the same day, and no one will find out."

"And what Lao Li saw was a broken leg, which proves that the body was probably dismembered."

Based on the severed hand they found, the ghost energy entrenched in several directions, and the feng shui changes in Ding Village, they speculated that this was using evil methods to set up the feng shui situation. Now it seems that this is correct.

"Ding Zhirong is looking for candidates through renting out. These people are used to arrange the Fengshui Bureau of Ding Village. His targets should be migrant workers who have left their hometown alone. The work of this type of people is precarious. Even if they disappear suddenly, everyone I thought it was just a change of job and moved away, no one would call the police." Zhuang Sui said.

"That's why the house was vacated within a few days..." Lu Wangzhi sighed slightly, these people should be in danger.

Zhuang Sui said: "He has too many houses, and it is impossible to get everyone to the ancestral hall. As long as conditions permit, he will probably choose to do it in the house."

"The reason why Ding Zhirong appeared in the village today is probably because of the severed hand. The house Zhang Xujie lives in is fine...but with so many houses under his name, is there any detail that he didn't notice? The appearance of the severed hand made him quite worried, and today he went to every house to clean up any evidence that might be exposed."

At this point in the discussion between the two, although they became clearer, their hearts were a little blocked.

Lu Wangzhi was silent for a few seconds, and when he lowered his head, he found that David was still looking at him curiously. Zhuang Sui also noticed it, and couldn't help being a little surprised: "You can still provoke this brat even if you have your hair tied up, why don't you uproot him?" Hair for him?"

Lu Wangzhi thought about it for a while, and the hair does have a little spirit, so he pulled a hair from the end of his own hair, burned it, and handed it to David: "Here, let's play with it."

David looked dazed at the hair that suddenly appeared in front of him, and took a long time before reaching out to take it.There was still Lu Wangzhi's spirit in that hair, he sniffed hard, with a strange expression on his face: "Thank you brother."

After hesitating for a second, he looked at Lu Wangzhi again and said, "I... have heard of you, you are quite famous in the ghost world."

Lu Wangzhi looked surprised: "?"

David: "They all say that your spirit smells good, and no ghost can withstand the temptation of your spirit energy. But it is very dangerous to get close to you. They will be sent to the underworld every minute to be judged. This way of catching ghosts is too It's hard to guard against bullies, they love and hate you now."

"Pfft—" Hearing this, Zhuang Sui couldn't help laughing, "You...why do you sound like a scumbag who turned around and sold someone out after flirting with you."

Lu Wangzhi had never heard that he had such a strange reputation, and he was a little dumbfounded.He really likes to directly release the soul energy to recruit ghosts, but that's because it's more convenient, and he doesn't need to spend time slowly looking for the location of the evil spirits!

Zhuang Sui smiled more meaningfully beside him, Lu Wangzhi felt embarrassed, and almost forgot what he wanted to say.

"That's a way to catch ghosts." He coughed, "It's not important, what matters now is the facts of the case!"

Zhuang Sui laughed and said, "Okay, let's talk about the case." As he spoke, he drove David away to play by himself.

Lu Wangzhi rationalized his thoughts, and then continued: "...I think it is impossible for a person like Ding Zhirong to understand this kind of feng shui situation that defies the sky and changes his fate so deeply. There are many things to pay attention to, this is not something ordinary people can do, there must be someone behind him to guide him."

Zhuang Sui nodded: "It is very likely that this person is the culprit, we must find him."

Lu Wangzhi also agreed with him. He thought about it again, and there were still some clues that he didn't clear up: "Aunt Chen said before that she always felt that someone followed her in the past few days."

"Yes, when she looked back, she still felt that the other party looked like Zhang Xujie." Zhuang Sui said, "If she read correctly, it is likely that what she saw was Zhang Xujie's remnant soul."

Lu Wangzhi: "The appearance of the broken hand is equivalent to allowing Zhang Xujie to recover part of his body and memory. He followed Aunt Chen not necessarily because he wanted to harm her, but because Aunt Chen treated him like a son for a while before his death. Love is still there."

That's why when Ding Zhirong went to find Aunt Chen today, he suddenly got angry.He hasn't recovered his body yet, and his memory is intermittent, but he is instinctively worried that Ding Zhirong will harm Aunt Chen.When the two called out his name, he who had been in confusion finally awakened and finally turned into a real ghost.

A pair of eyes on Lu Wangzhi's quiet face shone slightly: "You said that Ding Zhirong was risky enough to clear up the missing evidence today. Why did he argue with Aunt Chen about the rent in the end, and even suggested to see the house on the spot?"

"This problem..." Zhuang Sui took out his phone and opened the Fengshui Compass app, "Recently, there has been a lot of rain, and there have been many small landslides in the village. Zhang Xujie's hand was discovered because of the landslide. There was a loophole in the Fengshui bureau. It must be greatly discounted, and he must take the risk of finding someone to patch the gap."

The pointer on the compass is between the Wu direction of Zishan and the Si direction of Haishan, fluctuating constantly.

"There are always some people who have evil thoughts in their hearts for such a small gain." Zhuang Sui's tone was a little cold.

I do not know when the rain became smaller, but the dark clouds overwhelmed the rumble of thunder.

The intervention of the Operations Department and Zhang Xujie's awakening caused the ghosts in Ding Village to stir up a commotion.

"Zhang Xujie may have told other ghosts the real cause of death." Lu Wangzhi looked up at the strange sky and murmured, "They should be looking for Ding Zhirong who is hiding."

"Ding Zhirong is just an ordinary person, and he certainly wouldn't just wait to die if he was killed by a ghost," Zhuang Sui said.

The only one who can save Ding Zhirong now is the one who really set up the Fengshui Bureau of Xiading Village.

The two turned their heads in unison, and looked at the two resettlement houses rising to the south in tacit understanding.

Dare to use the whole village to set up this kind of feng shui emergency, because of course this place in the south where the twin stars are extremely prosperous.

"Hey Xiao Song, are you busy?... The Operations Division is setting up the formation? Let them toss, we don't take credit for this kind of credit... No, no, see if you can enter the system to check the properties under Ding Zhirong's name The situation, focus on checking back to the relocated house... yes, it is urgent, thank you!"

Xiao Song was very efficient, and Zhuang Sui got the accurate news within a short time after making the phone call.

"2, Building A808, okay, this guy, two eight-white stars are coming in the 808th year of luck, and he still lives in [-]. I just don't know if he will be lucky enough to endure this kind of prosperity that he bought at the cost of his life."

Zhuang Sui put the phone back in his pocket: "Let's go, catch people."

**

At this time, 2, Building A808, the relocation house, was brightly lit.

The door rang for a while, Ding Zhirong stumbled to open the door and came in, his panicked face finally managed to calm down when he saw the person in the living room.

"Master, save me, Master!" He threw himself in front of the man, "I searched for someone you asked me to find, and I did as you ordered no matter where the murdered person was buried, you have to save me, Master!"

The man turned his back to the light and couldn't see his face. He was looking at a map of Ding Village in his hand, and said in a neutral tone, "Since it was buried according to my arrangement, why would a hand fall out?"

Ding Zhirong was taken aback, and hurriedly explained: "You also know that there has been a lot of rain recently, and the sludge accumulated in the village will inevitably loosen, but this is all accidental factors, and it has nothing to do with me, master."

The man seemed unaware of his begging, looked at the map in his hand and sighed: "It's a pity to ruin the perfect Feng Shui pattern I set up." He walked slowly to the window and looked through the window. The window looked at Ding Village, who was crawling under his feet. "It's a rare last piece of land. I thought it would be able to play its final value before the full demolition, but it fell short."

Ding Zhirong was a little confused: "Master?"

He wanted to get close to that person, but suddenly found that he couldn't move, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his heart.

The man by the window looked back at him, his eyes stayed on his feet for a few seconds, and said pitifully, "There is an injustice and a debtor. Since you killed everyone, please ask me to do something."

The cold voice fell in Ding Zhirong's ears like a death knell.

"But...but I will do what you tell me to do. How can you ignore death at this time..."

He cried out for help, but he lost his voice completely within a few yells—the thick black air that appeared at an unknown time had already enveloped his whole body, tightly strangling his throat.

The man by the window sighed, and stopped looking up to Ding Zhirong, who was blushing and struggling. He threw the map in his hand on the ground, took a last look at Ding Village, put on his hat and gathered his clothes, and left the scene slowly.

In the room of 808, no matter how prosperous the wealth is, it can't stop the death that comes as promised.

Zhang Xujie's ghost hung in the air until Ding Zhirong passed away, and finally a relieved smile appeared on his distorted face.