Feng Jin has not been going well this year. From the moment I thought about the resort, all my projects began to fall into a situation where they were in danger of collapsing at any moment. Cash-strapped but always looking for a way to alleviate when bankruptcy is imminent. Just when he thought it was a blessing that he was able to persevere despite so many difficulties, a great disaster fell from the sky and directly poured out all his hopes.

Feng Jin looked at his dug resort, which was full of holes, and his mood almost collapsed.

All his thoughts over the past year have been spent on this. To this end, he invested all his family funds and almost let his industry collapse. But even so, he still narrowly saved the resort, and concentrated all his financial and material resources on it, hoping to succeed in one fell swoop and make the project bigger.

An ancient tomb was found in the resort, and Feng Jin didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse. If there is really an ancient tomb underneath, if it cannot be developed into a scenic spot or a historical museum, at least the state will take certain compensation measures. But...... The tomb was not developed, but a large number of tomb robbers were found to dig up the good resort beyond recognition. Now the archaeological team has given up, the compensation is gone, the reputation of the resort is ruined, there is nothing.

Could it be that God has put many obstacles in his way to developing the resort in order to stop him from developing this project? If that's the case, then should he blame himself for not knowing how to lift, or should he blame God for not being obvious enough?

Time is also, life is also ...... He Feng Jin is destined to be inferior to Feng Jiahu, destined to be looked down upon, and destined to fall to the current point. No matter how much he struggled, fate didn't want to give him a chance to look up.

Looking at the big pit that had been dug out next to the resort service center, Feng Jin's heart was churning in pain, and suddenly calmed down.

This big pit is long and deep. He remembered that the last time he came to visit, it wasn't that deep.

But now, as if it had been washed by rain or something else, the pit was extraordinarily long, like a scar on the earth.

Feng Jin saw it, and in the depths of the scar, there was a dark gray black mist. Rich, eerie, and mysterious. It seems that there is a strong attraction to him.

He knew he should be afraid. However, in this situation, he did not feel afraid at all. Even, he had a strange yearning for that black mist.

It's as if that's where you belong.

Closer, closer. It was as if he heard a voice saying to himself, "Come! Come here! This is where you should be! ”

Feng Jin is like this...... Walked over.

It was as if he saw that death was beckoning to him.

Suddenly, a familiar bell rang. In his ears, he kept singing and singing happily.

This interrupted his train of thought and annoyed him a little. On such a sacred path, there would be someone who would put on such cheesy music.

And then...... He seemed to remember that this music was the ringtone of his mobile phone.

Oh, it turned out to be their own ringtone. Thinking so, he took it out of his pocket

Cell phone.

At this time, even the debt collector doesn't call him, who will it be?

Could it be a wife? What does she want to do? Roll up and leave? Make a final goodbye?

Oh no, my wife was already covered and left last night. I didn't even say hello.

They went through the divorce procedures when there was a crisis last time, and they were afraid that if something happened in the future, the husband and wife would share the debts together, and there would be no way out. But when it really comes to this point, the way back is to run away.

But he was watching from the staircase, and instead of showing up to stop her, he chose to let her go.

He knew that she couldn't be blamed for that. It's his own desire for profit that makes a bet on a happy life. But she was innocent.

Who could that be?

Feng Jin stared at the phone screen for a long time.

is a contact person whom he notes as "fairy".

Who is the fairy?

Feng Jin thought for a long time. And then......

He suddenly came to his senses, and his hand, which was busy answering the phone, was shaking violently, and he accidentally dropped the phone on the ground.

Feng Jin was so frightened that he was sweating. He knelt directly on the ground and picked up the phone, and found that the screen was broken. However, it still works.

"Hello?" Feng Jin's voice was trembling.

"I heard you're going bankrupt again?"

The voice on the other side was very cold, and the words were not good. But when Feng Jin heard this cold voice, he was almost moved to tears.

"Yes, yes......"

"Do you want me to help you?" The other party said very casually, as if he didn't pay attention to this matter at all.

Feng Jin was like a disciple when he received the holy water from God, and shouted piously and excitedly: "Yes!" ”

Seeing the appearance of the prison painting, Feng Jin was taken aback. Although Feng Jin was deeply impressed by the beauty of the prison painting when he met him for the first time, the current prison painting is more like a fairy with its own halo, exuding a divine aura around her body, which makes him have a kind of heartfelt worship in front of her, and his knees are a little weak unconsciously.

If it weren't for the fact that he was kneeling down from time to time now, Feng Jin might really kneel.

But he managed to keep it under control. Hu Cai brought him a cup of tea, but he didn't put two leaves, but Feng Jin drank a sobering bitterness from it.

"Your resort, I went to see it some time ago." The prison painting is probably used to being patted by Hu Cai these days, and when he speaks, he unconsciously presents a posture of a leader's speech, which looks casual and careless, but it is full of momentum that is not angry and self-threatening.

"It's okay, but it's not very special."

Feng Jin smiled bitterly. Now is not a matter of discussing whether his resort has any characteristics or not, because the reality does not allow the resort to face the market, and it is directly strangled in the cradle.

"But now I have."

"Got it?" Feng Jin was stunned. His resort is about to be destroyed, like a dead dog that is overindulgent, his life is gone, his reputation is gone, and he hasn't had time to arrange a next generation of inheritance incense for him, how can it be there?

Well, this metaphor may be a little confusing, but it is very suitable for Feng Jin's chaotic mood at this time.

Prison painting

nodded, and flipped out a photo from his phone to show Feng Jin. It's the scar of the earth.

"Look, isn't that the specialty?"

Feng Jin saw that she was talking about this, and hurriedly shook his head: "It's good that there is a tomb down here, but there have already been supernatural events, who dares to play?" ”

"That's not exactly. However, with the current appearance of the resort, it is definitely not possible to attract people to the past. He took back his mobile phone and shouted at the young soul who was struggling to write, "You come." ”

(End of chapter)