After the monk solved the feng shui problem, the construction team quickly resumed normal construction.

At the beginning, the foreman of the contractor also specially found someone to look at the Zen staff, lest he fall down.

But after a few months, the Zen staff is still as solid as a rock, and it does not move.

The foreman gradually relaxed.

The foundation was laid, the pile foundation was buried, and the building was erected, and soon it took shape.

A six-storey building was built in the blink of an eye.

But in the end, the project still had an accident.

It was a windy day.

The trees were blown and swayed from side to side, and the branches and leaves flew wildly.

Workers tie steel bars to the roof of the third floor.

This kind of high-altitude work is really dangerous.

The contractor didn't want to continue the construction, but he couldn't stand the pressure of Nanhong International.

If he doesn't start work at night, it's enough to delay time, and if he doesn't catch up with the deadline during the day, he won't be able to catch up with the delivery date of the building.

In this way, don't think about taking the final payment.

What do you have to feed your brothers?

Therefore, the contractor had to grit his teeth and tell the workers to continue working.

He himself stood by the staff.

In the event that the staff is blown down by the wind, he can immediately stop the workers.

He sat by the stick for hours, his head ached from the wind, and he fell asleep in a daze.

He couldn't remember what he dreamed about.

I knew that this sleep, and I slept quite unsteadily.

When I was half asleep, I suddenly heard a meow in my ears, which was very strange.

He squinted his eyes and immediately stood up with hairs.

A pair of cold tricks, staring straight at him.

The foreman screamed and stood up, only to find that it was a black cat squatting in front of him.

The coat is pitch black, like night.

A black cat is not an auspicious thing, not to mention that the eyes of this black cat are strange everywhere.

The foreman scolded several times and stomped his feet, trying to scare the black cat away.

Unexpectedly, the black cat was not only not afraid, but slipped away and jumped onto the monk's Zen staff.

The Zen stick, which had been immobile like a mountain for several months, suddenly swayed from side to side, and was in danger of falling at any time.

The foreman broke out in a cold sweat, and he picked up a branch from the ground to drive the black cat down.

The black cat was pumped by a tree branch, and screamed in pain, and the sound was worse than the ghost bark.

The woman's sigh could be faintly heard.

When the foreman heard this, his heart was furious, and he had the urge to turn his head and run.

But after all, he was a man who had seen the world and knew he had encountered something dirty.

The more you are afraid of this kind of thing, the easier it is to fall for it.

If you are not afraid, it will be scared by you.

So the foreman gritted his teeth, increased the force in his hand, and whipped the black cat all over his body.

The black cat was in pain, and actually opened its mouth and bit the branch.

How strong can a cat be?

The foreman tried to pull the branch out of its mouth, but unexpectedly, the branch did not move.

One person and one cat, stalemate for a long time.

The foreman was sweating and angry, so he simply dropped the branch, stepped forward, pinched the black cat's neck, and lifted it off the Zen staff.

The black cat screamed and desperately tried to break free.

The foreman took a hoe from a nearby shed, let the black cat scratch his hands all over his body, pressed the cat to the ground, knocked a hoe on the black cat's head, and sent it to the western sky.

The black cat twitched and stopped moving.

The foreman threw the black cat's body under a nearby peach tree and continued to guard the Zen staff.

But after a while, he suddenly felt his hands itch terribly.

Looking down, the place where the cat scratched actually healed.

Not even a scab.

However, the top is covered with cloud-like, dark purple-red marks.

The foreman's heart chuckled.

His face turned pale in an instant.

Because he realized what was on his arm......

Lividity......

Only dead people have corpse spots!

The foreman was terrified.

He thought about it, and simply stretched out his hand and held the Zen staff left by the monk.

This Zen rod used to ward off evil spirits may be able to suppress the corpse spots of evil qi on his arms.

The moment he held the Zen stick, the corpse spots on his hands disappeared little by little.

The blood in the hands is gradually circulating.

The foreman breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could slow down, he saw a worker tying steel bars, who ran over in a hurry, saying that a black cat had entered the building, and it was noisy and noisy.

Ask him what to do now.

Black cats?

The contractor was stunned, and a bad feeling permeated his heart.

He looked under the tree where he had thrown the black cat's corpse earlier, and it was empty......

Not even a single hair!

How can it be......

The black cat, who had been knocked out by him with a hoe before......

How could it be alive again......

When the foreman's face was cloudy, he heard a cat meow from afar.

Voices come from inside the building.

At the same time, the Zen staff erected on the ground fell to the ground with a 'snap'.

The wind is blowing, and the ghosts are crying and the wolves are howling.

"Stoppage!"

The foreman of the contractor turned pale and hurriedly shouted.

The workers on the construction site, one by one more superstitious, heard the cry of the contractor, one by one stunned in place, and did not dare to continue working.

The foreman and the rebar worker were tinkering and trying to put the staff back on the ground.

But every time I finally buried the Zen stick in the soil, there was a cat meow in the tall building.

Immediately after that, the staff fell straight to the ground again.

After repeating this several times, the contractor realized that it was the black cat in the high-rise building who was playing tricks.

If you don't solve the black cat, don't think about normal construction.

He skimmed dozens of peach branches and stuck them in the waistband of his trousers and gave one to the reinforcing man.

Then he picked up the hoe and walked into the building with the steel worker.

I want to hammer this demon black cat to death.

This time, he was going to bury the black cat's corpse in the core of the peach tree.

Look at this dirty thing, how can you still be a demon.

The contractor distributed the branches to the construction workers in the building.

A group of people went upstairs and downstairs, like crazy, to find the black cat's traces.

But after looking for a long time, I couldn't find the black cat.

Jingle bells.

It was past six o'clock in the evening.

Some workers suggested that when it was time to get off work, it would be better to leave here first.

The contractor was also a little timid.

The monk once said that after six o'clock, staying in this building again would invite accidents.

But just as they were ready to leave.

Suddenly there was a meow.

The voice came from the staircase on the third floor.

Crisp and pleasant, with a hint of provocation.

That black cat, it's on the third floor!

Standing on the top floor of the stairs, looking at them condescendingly.

On the head, tick-tock.

Brains dripping down......

This black cat was indeed the one that the contractor had hammered to death earlier.

At this moment, the evil thing is in front of you, and if you leave in disgrace, it is stage fright and confession.

A moment of cowardice, a lifetime of cowardice.

Overwhelmed by the momentum of the dirty things, tomorrow I can't keep it even.

The foreman and the workers glanced at each other, and their hearts were like mirrors, carrying hoes and steel bars, waving peach branches, and running up to the third floor, thinking about the black cat.

In an instant, more than two dozen big men forced the black cat into the corner of the third floor.

Carrying all kinds of instruments in his hands, he is about to smash the black cat into a meatloaf with his head and face.

But the black cat looked at everyone with contempt, and after screaming, he actually jumped to the window, jumped up, and flew to the ground.

The height of the third floor, even if it is a black cat, should not be comfortable.

The foreman craned his head to see if the black cat had been thrown to his death.

This didn't matter, and the soul flew directly out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Not far away, a speeding truck came out of nowhere.

Loaded with cargo.

The rumbling roar, like thunder, made people's ears hurt.

There was a stab.

Under the watchful eye of the contractor, the truck, which was originally speeding on the small road, suddenly deviated from the small road and crashed into the building!

The foreman was so frightened that his face turned green, and he hurriedly shouted to get the driver to turn.

But when he looked in the direction of the wheelhouse, he was shocked.

The driver actually sat in the co-pilot seat......

Sleeping in a seat.

Driver's seat, empty......

No, it can't be said to be empty.

In the driver's seat, there is a cat with black fur.

Get behind the wheel.

Its head was bubbling with milky white brain fluid.

The next second, there was a loud bang.

The big truck crashed straight into the building.

All the rooms above the second floor collapsed.

Reinforced concrete, all the workers on the third floor were buried......

The driver of the big truck, the first time he hits, turns into a puddle of flesh.

Everyone, died in an instant.