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Chapter 622 Preface to Qingwu

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    Chen Zhengcong regained his composure. He immediately found his mobile phone from the sofa and dialed a shortcut number.

    There was a blind tone on the phone for about ten seconds, and a hoarse voice came from the phone.

    "Didn't I say that in the future, if you need to contact me by email, don't you call me? What the hell are you doing?"

    "What the hell are you doing! There is something wrong with the things you sold me, and it almost killed me!"

    "Huh?" The other side of the phone didn't rush to get rid of the relationship, but said calmly: "Don't worry, just take your time."

    It took Chen Zhengcong about a minute to explain the ins and outs of the matter clearly.

    The other party was silent for a while, and then replied: "The things I gave you are genuine. The Yang Baojin you want to kill has an expert by his side."

    "Impossible! I don't know anyone around Yang Baojin. There will be no mistakes."

    "Since I dare to speak, I am sure. But since I have taken your money, there is no reason not to help you. How about it, you bring a million to me at the cold warehouse on Pugang Road, and I will borrow one of the most vicious evil spirits."  Here it is, I promise to help you do it neatly."

    After thinking about it, Chen Zhengcong felt that he had no other way out, and he couldn't think of any other ideas, so he gritted his teeth and agreed: "I'll go right away, you wait for me in Lengcang."

    "good."

    Chen Zhengcong hung up the phone, took out stacks of golden Hong Kong dollars from the safe, filled his pockets full, took the money to the basement, drove his car, and hurried to the cold storage on Pogang Road  .

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    ? 304, 3rd Floor, Block B, Wing Fat Garden, Maji Paper Shop.

    "Ahem! Stop knocking! What time is it? It's not open yet! Tomorrow, cough, come back tomorrow."

    The horse papermaker was born as thin as a stick, with sunken eye sockets, especially with the old problem of tuberculosis and asthma. He is only in his thirties, and he can't even straighten his waist when he climbs a few flights of stairs. He can only rely on his ancestral paper making skills to make ends meet.  , life is very down and out.

    The door opened, across the iron fence, with wrinkled faces, Qian Wu, known as the Fifth Uncle, and Ma Papermaker met each other's eyes.

    "I said it's not open yet, so come back at nine tomorrow morning."

    The horse papermaker said angrily.

    Uncle Wu was unmoved: "There is something urgent to do paper binding, please open the door."

    "I told you to come tomorrow at nine o'clock!"

    After Ma Zhijiang finished speaking, he was about to close the door. Unexpectedly, Qian Wu grabbed the door panel, and his seemingly skinny palm was as unshakable as a soldering iron.

    "What are you doing, I'll call the police"

    Before the horse papermaker could finish his sentence, the world was spinning in front of his eyes, his consciousness was blurred, he collapsed on the ground and passed out.  With him as the center, a pale black compass pattern suddenly appeared on the ground, with the gossip and heavenly stems rotating clockwise inside, and the earthly branches and twenty-four solar terms rotating counterclockwise outside, making people dizzy at first glance.

    "Yin Shen Si Hai month is born Shen Shi, Zi Wu Mao You month meets Wei time, Chen Wu Chou Wei month meets Mao time, you are born to be sackclothed, and once you are close to a funeral, you will easily get sick, but the paper business at home has to deal with funerals from time to time  , This is why you have been sick since childhood. I took away the evil spirit from your life today for selfish reasons, but it is also a favor for you, I hope you will not be offended."

    The shape of a compass grid also appeared at Uncle Wu's feet, but it was completely empty inside. The two compasses met each other. Finally, the black compass reached Uncle Wu's feet, and there was nothing around the papermaker.

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    "Since ancient times in China, there have been the concepts of stars according to fate and gods and evils. That is, the sun, the pillars, and the branches are used as the starting point, and then connected with the year, month, hour, or Universiade, and fleeting years, to determine a person's fate. This fortune-telling method, its name  The four-pillar gods, the so-called gods, are the general names of auspicious gods and fierce gods.

    "Auspicious gods, such as Tianming, Yuede, Tianhe, Fuxing, Guoyin, Huagai, etc., have prolonged life since ancient times, and people who are rich and powerful often have auspicious gods to protect them, so they are invincible. As for evil spirits, such as the four wastes, sackcloth,  Xianchi, lonely and widowed Those who are treacherous and downtrodden are often vicious."

    "Auspicious gods and evil spirits are complicated and obscure. Auspicious gods can save people's lives and make them rich and powerful, while evil spirits can also cause people to die, and vice versa. The mystery is not clear in a few words. Fate is two words  , is like a great river, looking up and sighing. For thousands of years, someone can see one or two clues from it, which is already a great skill.  So I thought"

    Uncle Wu withdrew his thoughts, and took out a yellow talisman paper cut into a human shape from his pocket. He bit his middle finger, held prayers in both hands, and muttered in his mouth: "Shuti Hongjie, Fa Zunziping, popular at one go, three??Growing hair, the five elements store animals, the horoscope collects, the star cloth linen clothes, the good fortune hole is secluded.  "

    After Uncle Wu spoke, there was a black compass rotating under his feet, and the paper man in his hand was shaking even more. The blood stained on the yellow paper turned into mournful facial features.

    Ma Yisha is born to attract lonely souls and wild ghosts, which is why it is easy to get sick at funerals, but there are also some people who are close to Ma Yisha, who can rely on this fate to communicate with yin and yang, and communicate with the dead.  Ask rice" and the like.

    "Dongsheng, who hurt you?"

    Qian Wu asked sharply.

    The facial features on the paper figurine became more and more distorted and painful, but the whistling whistling was silent.

    Uncle Wu frowned, and he asked again: "Where is the person who hurt you?"

    This time the facial features of the paper figurine were much calmer, and Pei Dongsheng's voice clearly reached Uncle Wu's ears: "Pugang Road Underground Cold Warehouse!"

    As soon as the voice fell, the paper man rose into the sky, turned into a ball of flame and exploded.

    Uncle Wu walked out of the building in Yongfa Garden. There were no people on the street. There were cars parked carelessly on the asphalt road, and only the billboards were shining brightly.

    "Cold storage"

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    "Can you crack the six evil spirits so easily, is there such a number one person in Hong Kong?"

    The speaking man, wearing a cold storage uniform, jumped off a giant block of ice.

    "Yes, Chen Lang, the president of the Opening Games, Mai Xiaoling from Mai's Cleaning Company, and Xu Shaoguang, a visiting professor from Zhuhai Academy, all three of them have high attainments in gods and evils. Although Liu'er is vicious, Chen Zhengcong is a  Half-baked, it's normal to make mistakes."

    The man in uniform looked at the speaker in surprise: "It's rare that you have someone who praises you."

    "I'm just talking about the facts. Their gods and spirits are indeed not bad, but they are not enough for me to praise."

    The speaker was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, holding a cut-out newspaper in his hand, with only one message on it: "ZTE Baode International Auction Company will hold a charity auction on the 15th of next month.  Works include the manuscript of Lai Buyi's Preface to Qingwu.

    "Wutouzi, have you heard of "Qingwu Preface"?"

    "Of course, God depends on the commoner's geomancy cheats, why, are you interested?"

    "It is said that when Lai Buyi's "Preface to Qingwu" was completed, it was taken away by Bai Yuan, the envoy of Emperor Nanhua, because of leaking secrets, and later fell into the hands of Liu Bowen, a famous official.  Zhu Yuanzhang unified the Central Plains and drove out the Mongols. I really want to see and see."

    "The security deposit needs to be 20 million."

    The man said in surprise.

    "If it's genuine, 20 million won't be too much."

    The man in the sick suit replied with a smile. Suddenly, a text message came from his mobile phone. The man in the sick suit lowered his head and turned on the phone. It said, "Take No. 4 ice coffin and leave immediately!"

    "What's wrong?"

    Aconitum asked.

    "The boss told us to leave immediately."

    "What about the one surnamed Chen? What's more, here are all"

    The man in the sick suit stood up immediately: "Maybe he betrayed us, you put No. 4 into the truck, and you don't want other things. The boss said, leave immediately!" (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com
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