Chapter 114: A Taoist Priest's Business

By the time Li Chun and the others boarded the boat bound for the island, Meng Zan was already preparing to excavate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Rice was sprinkled around the tomb, and wooden stakes were erected at all four corners, ink fountains were hung, and a bowl of chicken blood was placed on the stake, and several workers excavated. Meng Zan, Yan Benqiu, and Zhong Heng just watched without blinking. But after a while, the coffin was dug up.

Almost everyone's attention was on the coffin, no one noticed, and the sky suddenly and quietly darkened. The island, which was originally sunny and skyy, has a feeling of imminent wind and rain.

However, in the end, someone still noticed. Just when Meng Zan was about to let people open the coffin, he vaguely heard a whispered discussion: "Alas, this weather, why does it look like it's going to rain?" ”

Meng Zan couldn't help but be stunned, and just as he was about to take over the foreman's tool, he suddenly retracted and subconsciously followed the prestige. only to find that Officer Zhang was looking at the sky suspiciously. Meng Zan couldn't help but look up at the sky. Okay, it's really cloudy.

Meng Zan suddenly realized something in his heart, and couldn't help but take two or three steps back, shouting loudly: "Everyone be careful! ”

With this shout, the coffin suddenly burst open, but it was some green slime, spreading rapidly. Everyone changed color in shock and retreated, but among the workers who came to work, there were a few people, as if they had gone crazy, suddenly grabbed the tools in their hands and began to attack the others present frantically.

But fortunately, in addition to ordinary people, all of them were police officers and cultivators. These people were naturally not opponents, and after a while, they were knocked unconscious or controlled, tied up, dragged and carried out of the cemetery. The heavy rain also fell suddenly, crackling, and the ink fountains and chicken blood on the four wooden stakes fell to the ground. The thick green liquid was washed away by the heavy rain and seeped into the surface as well.

Meng Zan looked at the ground, and the rice that had been sprinkled with a thick layer had been washed away.

This rice is not right, what the hell is going on. Or is the other party too powerful......

But he didn't have time to think about what was going on. He realized that there was indeed a serious problem.

"Yan Benqiu Zhongheng, you hurry up and take the others to withdraw. Go back to that hotel. Nothing else to do. Find the boss and wait for reinforcements. ”

"Brother Meng......"

"If you die here, the department won't be able to recruit people in the future. No one has avenged me. ”

Meng Zan's expression was very flat, and his tone was also very calm. Even if Meng Zan turned his back to them, Yan Benqiu and Zhong Heng seemed to see his expression. Faintly, the clear and sweet singing voice came again.

"Girl, look at the sea, why is there a wave like a teardrop in your eyes?

No, the white waves, not teardrops, are your beautiful clothes, fluttering......"

It seems that Meng Zan's behavior infected them, and those public security officers were also in an uproar. Officer Zhang didn't know where he got the courage, and said loudly: "No! We are police, how can we ...... at this time"

"The police have a fart, this is my Taoist business! Get lost! Meng Zan shouted angrily, and he didn't know when, but picked up a shovel that fell to the ground.

However, instead of retreating, all of them poured in, only to find that there seemed to be some invisible barrier blocking them, unable to move forward. Yan Benqiu and Zhong Heng also tried their best, the rune paper and the peachwood sword were all taken out, but they still couldn't break through this layer of invisible things.

But what stunned everyone was that in the midst of the uproar, the singing suddenly weakened, and the rain suddenly became lighter.

Meng Zan still stood there, motionless.

Is there a turn for the better?

Finally, the rain stopped. Meng Zan also suddenly fell head-on. The crowd poured around the tomb.

Meng Zan's face was already pale, and the shovel in his hand had also fallen.

“…… Don't go back to the hotel...... Thank you...... Saved the whole corpse for me......"

Meng Zan's eyes were closed completely, forever.

Everyone couldn't believe what they saw, but almost everyone knew that Meng Zan was dead.

The entire cemetery was suffocatingly quiet.

It wasn't until a short, wet figure in a red dress appeared in the cemetery that everyone came back to their senses.

"I'm still late." The girl seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and her face was also pale and expressionless.

When Li Chun and the three of them arrived, Meng Zan's body had already been sent to the hospital and pronounced dead, dying of cardiac arrest.

The ins and outs of the matter are very clear under the descriptions of Yan Benqiu and Zhong Heng. However, everyone is still puzzled as to what is going on. That ghost is really so strong, he can even come out during the day, and before he appears, he can control the workers, and even in order to appear, he can control the weather.

And what's wrong with the things on the scene that they don't seem to work?

Meng Zan's last remark "Don't go back to the hotel" made everyone even more suspicious.

It seems that Meng Zan knew something before he died, and these things have something to do with that hotel?

Li Chun seemed to have completely lost his ability to react, and just sat in the corridor of the hospital in a daze. Su Yuqin was a little worried about his state, and she could only be a little helpless. Baozhu and Xu Xiaoye also didn't have any ideas.

Baozhu was the most indifferent and bold of the four. After everyone else withdrew, she stayed alone to investigate, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with anything else, but the rice was really wrong. She picked it up one by one and looked at it, each one did not have the function of driving away evil spirits like ordinary raw rice, but whether it was color and texture, it was still rice. Until she also came to the hospital, nothing was researched in the end.

However, she's not the kind of person who gets stuck in problems. Finally, she got up and walked over to Officer Zhang.

"Officer Zhang, where did you buy this rice?"

Officer Zhang raised his head slightly, and saw that it was this somewhat weird girl, and couldn't help but be stunned: "It was bought by the logistics staff." So are other things. ”

"Where are the logistics people, and who are they?"

Officer Zhang's expression seemed to be a little suspicious that Baozhu was looking for trouble, but immediately, his expression changed.

"The people of logistics...... It's called Chengjun. But he's been with us for more than twenty years......"

"He's also responsible for hiring workers, right? And what about the few workers who went crazy? ”

Officer Zhang couldn't sit still, so he immediately got up and said to a few people next to him: "Quickly contact the station and control Chengjun." Then he said, "The two crazy workers are now lying in the ward, and they have quieted down, so let's go and see what the masters are." ”