Chapter 279: Burying the Weasel

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The four elephant spirit beasts let out a roar of rage and rushed towards the tombstone in unison.

There was a flash of light, and a crack opened in the tombstone. A stream of blood rolled down, staining the ground around him.

Four small black flags, shining brightly, formed a circle of light and shrouded the tombstone. The tombstone shook for a moment, lost the ability to resist, and finally stood still.

Lu Hao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the seal was completed.

"It's finally done." Lu Hao gasped for a while, got up and left. He walked out of the grave and pulled out the shovel that had been stuck in the entrance.

When Lu Hao came out, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was setting in the west, and a ray of remnant sun reflected half of the sky.

Lu Hao said loudly: "This tomb has a solemn yin atmosphere, and there are many ghosts, so you can't rush into it." If you don't want to die without a place to bury, bury it now. โ€

When the foreman heard this, he was so frightened that he hurriedly called the workers and buried the grave.

Lu Hao looked around and asked, "Secretary Chen, where did you go?" โ€|

The foreman said: "Mr. Wang had a car accident and is being rescued in the hospital. Secretary Chen went to the hospital. โ€

"Mr. Wang, in what hospital?" Lu Hao was taken aback.

"The First People's Hospital of Binhai City."

Lu Hao drove a Ferrari sports car and rushed to the hospital. He hurriedly ran upstairs and asked the nurse, knowing that Mr. Wang had been rescued.

Lu Hao came to the ward and found that Mr. Wang was lying on the hospital bed, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Secretary Chen told him that Mr. Wang was in a hurry to his home after a meeting in the city, but unfortunately encountered a car accident. The driver of the car has passed away due to his injuries.

Lu Hao felt that this matter was very bizarre, so he asked, "Secretary Chen, where is the driver's body?" โ€

"Morgue."

Under the guidance of the doctor, Lu Hao came to the morgue and found that it was cold and gloomy, and the corpse was dignified.

The doctor lifted a cloth covering the corpse and said, "Mr. Lu, the person you are looking for is here." โ€

Lu Hao walked over, took a closer look, and found that the driver's face was bruised, and there were traces of being scratched on his neck.

Lu Hao looked at it for a while, and pondered in his heart, according to Secretary Chen's explanation, there were only two people in Mr. Wang's car, the driver and Mr. Wang.

On the driver's neck, there are obvious marks of being scratched, indicating that something unexpected happened before the accident. โ€

Lu Hao hurriedly left the morgue and returned to the ward, finding that Mr. Wang had already woken up.

When Mr. Wang saw him, he said angrily: "Mr. Lu, have you caught the ghost?" โ€

"Thanks to you, everything goes well." Lu Hao said calmly.

Mr. Wang said happily: "So my new real estate can be re-sold?" โ€

"Nope." Lu Hao's face changed and asked, "Mr. Wang, could you please tell me the truth, what happened before the car accident?" โ€

Mr. Wang closed his eyes, recalled for a while, and said, "I was from the city after a meeting and rushed home with the driver. I was sitting in the car and suddenly my head hurt. I was dazed and saw something terrible. โ€

"What do you see?" Lu Hao asked anxiously.

Mr. Wang lowered his voice and said, "Ghost, a bloody ghost door." โ€

Lu Hao was shocked in his heart and said, "Mr. Wang, the ghost gate you saw, is there a smiling face engraved on the stone gate?" โ€

"yes, how do you know?" Mr. Wang was shocked.

"Because I saw it too." Lu Hao's face was solemn.

"Where?" Mr. Wang was very anxious.

"Your new development, below." Lu Hao took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Wang, I want to tell you that this ghost door is very evil. You'd better not be developing that property. โ€

"How can this be, that new real estate, I invested hundreds of millions." Wang is always a businessman, and he will not do anything that loses money.

"This time, that ghost door is just a warning to you, and next time it will kill you. If you refuse to give up that property, you will be the next person to die. โ€

Lu Hao warned him: "If you die, others will sleep with your wife, beat your children, and take your property." I heard that you have a little mistress outside, a sexy female anchor on a certain radio station. โ€

"If you die, your little mistress will lie on someone else's bed. You think about it, if you don't have money, you can earn it again, and if you don't have life, then there will be nothing. โ€

"Don't scare me." Mr. Wang was very nervous, and his body was trembling.

"That's it, believe it or not. I want to tell you that you are suspected of killing your driver. Lu Hao's words were amazing.

"It's impossible, I was delirious when I saw the ghost gate. I don't have a single memory of what happened after that. "Mr. Wang confessed honestly.

"I'll tell you. At that time, you were controlled by the evil ghost on the ghost gate, and reached out to choke the driver's neck, causing the driver to mishandle and cause a car accident. โ€

"The culprit of this car accident is you and the ghost door." Lu Hao made a bold guess.

Mr. Wang was silent, and his face became more and more ugly.

"If you build your house on top of the ghost gate, he will not let you go." Lu Hao scared him.

"Mr. Lu, you must save me." Mr. Wang was scared. Rich people like him are generally afraid of death.

"The only person who can save you now is yourself. Think about it, I still have something to do, let's go first. Lu Hao left the hospital and returned home.

Lu Hao took out the bottle in his backpack, put it on the table, and said, "Weasel, you stay here for one night." Tomorrow I will find you a piece of feng shui treasure and bury you. โ€

"Thank you, Chief, the little ghost obeyed." The voice of a weasel rang out from inside the bottle.

Lu Hao brought an incense burner, put it in front of the bottle, inserted three pillars of incense, and offered it.

My grandfather once told me that it is best not to raise ghosts in the living family, and if there is a reason for it, it is necessary to raise it, so put three pillars of incense in front of it to show worship.

Lu Hao was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and the terrifying ghost door repeatedly appeared in his mind. The smiling face of the evil ghost on the stone gate seems familiar, why can't you remember it?

The next morning, after Lu Hao finished washing, he picked up the bottle containing the weasel's ghost and left Binhai City to find a feng shui treasure to bury its ghost.

Lu Hao drove a Ferrari to the barren mountains and mountains fifty kilometers west of Binhai City. Lu Hao got out of the car, took out the feng shui compass, and looked for a suitable place to bury the ghost.

Lu Hao bit his finger, touched a trail of blood on the feng shui compass, and then recited the spell. The pointer on the feng shui compass shook a few times and pointed in a southeasterly direction.

Lu Hao was overjoyed and walked over in the direction of the pointer. He looked around and saw that it was a place with dense woods and overgrown weeds, and it was a place with excellent yin qi.

Lu Hao raised his eyes and found that due south was a majestic and magnificent mountain, with steaming air and clouds and mist on it. A stream at the bottom of the mountain, meandering through, is like a giant dragon hibernating, and it is magnificent.

Lu Hao's location is next to the mountain and water, and the feng shui is excellent, and the descendants of the buried people will definitely be rich and noble. But alas, it is not a human being buried today, but the ghost of a weasel.

Lu Hao took out the folding shovel, dug a deep pit in the ground, and then put the bottle in.

Lu Hao said indifferently: "Weasel, you rest here in peace." After 7749 days, you can get rid of your grievances and pass away. โ€

A weasel's happy voice came from inside the bottle: "Thank you, Daoist, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely repay your great kindness." โ€

Lu Hao let out an "um" and picked up the armory shovel to bury the deep pit. He took out three yellow incense sticks from his backpack, stuck them in front of the grave, and lit a fire.

The aroma surrounds and rises slowly.

Lu Hao bowed three times and left here. He walked to the side of the sports car, looked back, and felt that the feng shui qi here had been taken over by a certain tomb.

Lu Hao observed for a while and found that the earth qi was condensed in the east, and there was a tombstone standing there. Next to it was bare, nothing.

Lu Hao realized that there was something wrong under this tombstone. He thought about it for a moment and decided to get out of here.

As the saying goes: more is better than less, so why should I meddle with it.