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Chapter 954 Grave Head Talisman

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    While speaking, Feng Bao and Feng Jun carefully stuck to my side.

    Feng Jun took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Luo, wait for me for a while, and I will find out the situation by asking someone. There are so many workers outside, when exactly this place was dug up, I can't hide it with a word."

    I hummed and agreed with Feng Jun's decision.

    He walked out of the gate of the work area quickly.

    I pondered for a moment and walked towards the work shed. At the same time, I also took out a ground pen and inkstone in my hand.

    After entering the shed, the dozen or so sluggish workers still didn't respond at all.

    "Mr. Luothis is not a time of great darkness, what's going on with them? Are they still jostling in broad daylight?" Feng Bao asked cautiously.

    "Except for the great yin, you have to be in a place with enough yin to be able to crash, and you have to have extremely fierce corpses. So far, the yin here is not so heavy." I said with a frown, and at the same time dipped my pen in ink  , the tip of the pen quickly pointed to the top of one of the workers.

    I sketched a piece of evil spirit talisman extremely quickly, and to my surprise, he didn't respond at all.

    The evil spirit talisman didn't emit white gas, and the man didn't wake up, and he still kept that stupid look.

    "It's not a collision." I shook my head.

    "Did you lose your eyes to Huang Pizi?" Feng Bao continued to ask anxiously.

    I shook my head again: "Huang Pizi has charming eyes, they are all trying to kill people, they should have hanged themselves long ago, and Huang Pizi's attack, the old street must have reacted, so it must not be."

    "Then what's going on" Feng Bao was at a loss.

    I reached out and took off the hard hat on the worker's head, but there was no sign of pulling out the soul.

    But these workers all seemed to have lost their minds.

    Taking a deep breath, I shook my head and said, "I'm not sure if it's about pulling out the soul. It's a bit similar. Send them all back to Feng's house. I want to take a look with Uncle Chen."

    Feng Bao nodded, expressing his obedience.

    At this moment Feng Jun also came back, his face was ashen, and a worker was with him.

    The worker also looked nervous and scared.

    "Mr. Luo, I have already gone to the Patriarch just now and asked him to detain Zhou Lei, but Zhou Lei ran away!"

    Feng Jun's voice was murderous, and he continued to say angrily: "I asked clearly, the foundation of this place has been dug up for a week! Zhou Lei asked people to surround the place, leaving only some workers inside for him  Help, no one else is allowed to come near! Every day, only one or two people come out and bring food in. Others see that the construction period has been delayed and want to communicate with Zhou Lei, but Zhou Lei suppresses it and is not allowed to report to the Feng family  !"

    "You tell Mr. Luo, you know everything! Don't miss a word!"

    Having said that, Feng Jun turned his head and glanced at the worker following him.

    The man was short and thin, with half a cigarette still stuck in his mouth, he quickly reached out to take it down, and said cautiously: "I have a cousin in there, he came out to buy food a few days ago, I vaguely heard them  By the way, the grave was dug out, there are so many good things in the coffin, and they want to dig more, my cousin won¡¯t allow me to say more about this He said he would steal some good things, and then get married and buy a house  Not sure enough.¡±

    When he said this, the worker also looked at the shed and the foundation.

    At that time, his face was pale, and there was even more panic in his eyes.

    Immediately afterwards, he looked into the shed even more nervously, his body swayed, and he almost lost his footing.

    "Mr. Luo, it should be Zhou Lei who dug up the matter, and then he was afraid that he would not be able to offend the Feng family, so he finally came to report the news and made up a set of excuses." Feng Jun frowned.

    I shook my head and said directly: "It's not that simple. What Zhou Lei said is half-truth and half-truth. It is true that he was bumped into.  It's not human." When I reminded Feng Jun, his face immediately changed color.

    At this moment, I have come to understand, probably what happened should be correct, Zhou Lei dug a grave from here, took his belongings and wanted to run away, but something happened and he was sent to me.

    There must be something strange in this

    "Mr. Luo, what should we do now?" Feng Bao asked cautiously.

    I took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The construction period cannot be delayed. No matter who is obstructing it, we must first let the work here start as soon as possible, and then call some people to come over, and the workers below, and those above, all  Clean it up." After I made quick arrangements, I went down to the foundation directly from a ladder next to the shed.

    Feng Bao and Feng Yu?? is to act according to my arrangement.

    I avoided stepping on the people under my feet, and walked to the semi-circular grave mound built with bricks and stones.

    Squinting my eyes slightly, I stared at it for a while.

    There was something wrong with this place. At first, I suspected that it was Zhang Er's handwriting, but I vetoed this idea after hearing the details.

    Zhang Er's attack is either dead or injured. The matter here is actually too gentle. This matter has been dragged on for a week, which is not like his style.

    And a week ago, he should have been in Chencang, the Qiang nationality.

    It should be an accident here. Neiyang itself is not a small place. Could it be that someone's grave was dug by mistake?

    However, this should not be the case, because the houses in these places were purchased through communication between the Feng family and the Qi family.

    Then who else wants to harm me?  I shouldn't have offended more people.

    While thinking and analyzing quickly in my mind, I put my hand on the grave.

    A slight coolness permeated the body, but the coolness was not so thorough as to penetrate the heart.

    Having been in contact with dead people a lot, I already have an instinctive reaction to corpses and places with heavy yin.

    Especially the more vicious corpses, the more obvious the environmental changes will be, and the Yin Qi is also related to Feng Shui.

    There must be a dead person in the grave, but this dead person is not very vicious.

    Turning my head, I glanced at it.

    At this moment, Feng Jun and Feng Bao have returned, and they have brought many workers with them, and they are carrying away the workers who are unconscious and who have lost their consciousness.

    Both Feng Jun and Feng Bao came to me quickly, followed by three or four people with tools in their hands.

    "Mr. Luo, do you want to take it apart?" Feng Jun glanced at the grave and asked.

    "Take it out, but be careful, there should still be some problems inside." I solemnly urged.

    Feng Jun greeted the three or four workers and began to demolish the graves.

    Soon, the brick-built tomb was opened.

    There was no earth filling in this grave, and a black lacquered coffin was placed in the middle, and a wooden board was placed on top of the coffin, which was densely engraved with handwriting (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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