Some people say that for the blind, the world is too cruel, because many beautiful scenery cannot be seen at all, even the dearest and most loved people around them, they can only touch it with their hands.

In the past, I read similar episodes in literature, and I just felt sorry for the blind, but I never really felt it, but today, I really experience the feeling of the blind life.

In this dark workshop, I couldn't see anything, the only thing I could see was the black gas in front of me, when I heard Zhang Wuxin's exclamation, I knew if he must have found something terrible, but I couldn't see it at all. I can only do it in a hurry.

Moreover, I'm also very worried that Zhang Wuxin's panicked opening will cause the two of us to be exposed, which will be really troublesome.

But fortunately, the machine roared loudly in this workshop, and there were no workers around Zhang Wuxin and me, even if he exclaimed. It was also not discovered by other workers.

After Zhang Wuxin pulled me around the workshop, he took me out of the workshop, and when I came out of the workshop, I finally regained my eyesight, and the disgusting smell that had been lingering on the end of my nose finally dissipated.

I quickly turned my head to look at Zhang Wuxin. Because the sigil on his body had not yet dissipated, I couldn't see his expression clearly, I could only see him standing still, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

"Lao Zhang, what is produced in this workshop? What do you see? I asked in a low voice.

"Huh?! Don't ask me yet, let's go out first, I'm going to die of nausea. Zhang Wuxin said, and couldn't help retching, obviously suffering a big blow.

I knew that this was not the place to speak, and the two of them returned the way they came, and when they passed the warehouse, I saw a car that was already full of goods, closed the door of the carriage, started the car, and drove in the direction of the gate with a strong black atmosphere.

"What a wreck!" Zhang Wuxin couldn't help but sigh.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Go out first and let me vomit." Zhang Wuxin was holding his throat when he spoke.

The two of us jumped out of the factory gate according to the original method, and when we got outside, Zhang Wuxin found a corner in the shadows, and immediately bent down and vomited, looking at the amount, I am afraid that there is no beef noodles left tonight.

I took a bottle of mineral water from the car and asked him to rinse his mouth, and he gasped for a while before he came back to his senses and said to me, "Ji Zang, are you sure that the factory is the most terrifying evil?" ”

"Yes, this is divination, and the black aura in it is so strong that I can't see anything clearly, what is produced inside? What do you see? "I'm curious, what did Zhang Wuxin see, he was so disgusting.

"Don't fuck mention it, it's going to disgust me to death, this is a company that produces gutter oil, the workshop we entered is to process and purify gutter oil, probably the first step of purification, I just saw that in the oil, there is still feces floating, almost didn't disgust me to death."

Feces? Gutter oil?

Hearing this, I also felt a churning in my stomach, thinking of the strange smell in the workshop, I couldn't help but vomit in the shadows on the side of the road, and at this moment, it was Zhang Wuxin's turn to help me pat my back smoothly, and gloat by the way: "You didn't see it in the workshop just now, but you are really lucky, otherwise you vomit even more than me." ”

Wait until I'm finally relieved. returned to the car with Zhang Wuxin, but fell into deep thought: Why does gutter oil have a black aura, or is it the most terrifying evil divination by Liao Qingjiang?

Gutter oil is definitely not good for long-term eating, but it can't kill people if you eat it in the short term, and the harmfulness of this thing is far from meeting the most terrifying evil standards, right?

However, it was found that this black smell came from gutter oil, which can be regarded as explaining why almost half of the restaurants in the city are shrouded in black gas, because the price of gutter oil is low, and the processed gutter oil is more seasoning, which is difficult for customers to eat, so many restaurants will choose gutter oil.

For the sake of profits, many merchants will lower their bottom line until the bottom line is completely gone.

I discussed with Zhang Wuxin why gutter oil is the most terrifying evil, he just shook his head vigorously: "If you pull me to analyze this kind of thing, it can be regarded as finding the wrong person, I don't like to use my brains, and I can be admitted to college because of cheating by magic." ”

I rub! And such an operation?! I looked at Zhang Wuxin dumbfounded, but the other party had a reasonable expression: "What's all the fuss about, I'm not interested in learning, as for these family skills, how fun they are, I will definitely learn them." ”

Zhang Wuxin and I couldn't figure out why ditch oil had become the most terrifying evil. I originally wanted to call Liao Qingjiang for help, after all, this kid has a smart brain, but when the phone called, no one answered at all, and I called several times with the same result, so I had no choice but to give up.

Zhang Wuxin is a young man with a great sense of justice. After our discussion, he immediately took out his mobile phone and prepared to call the police: "Gutter oil is harmful, and the grease is taken out of the fecal floating, so disgusting, they must be banned." ”

"Don't. It's useless for you to call the police here. I hurriedly stopped.

"Why?"

When I told Zhang Wuxin about the death of the young policeman, he also frowned: "It seems that this is local protectionism, or collusion between officials and businessmen, and this gutter oil manufacturer may be involved in the gang." ”

"Then we call the police in the higher city?" I make a suggestion.

"Good idea." Zhang Wuxin first searched on the Internet, and then dialed the police number of the city to which the small city belongs.

"Alright. That's it, we can go back and rest, and the rest of the things should be studied slowly after we go back, I really can't stay here, I'm sick to death. "Zhang Wuxin has seen too much in the workshop. Apparently more traumatized than I was, and I'm sick enough to do it now.

"Okay, let's go back to the hotel and rest."

On the way back, I looked out my window at the restaurants lining the street, which were still open until this point. There are many restaurants shrouded in black air, and there are many that do not have black air, and I can't help but feel a little emotional: driven by money and interests, businesses that can really stick to the bottom line are really commendable.

Because we both vomited near the factory, the two of us naturally had empty stomachs. When I arrived at the hotel parking lot, I couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to finish eating beef noodles?" ”

Zhang Wuxin thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, although that noodle restaurant is very clean, what I saw tonight is too impactful, and I don't have any appetite at all now." I'm afraid I'll throw up when I take a bite. ”

Back at the hotel, Zhang Wuxin did not rush back to his room, but sat on a chair and discussed with me why gutter oil was the most terrifying evil.

The two of us discussed for a long time, and we always felt that this conclusion was a little untenable, after all, there are many things that are more harmful than gutter oil. Why is it the most horrible evil?

There is another point, I didn't say it, but I was very anxious in my heart, that is, Old Man Feng told me that the pendant is a weapon against the corpse demon, and it needs to absorb the most terrifying evil energy in order to truly kill the corpse demon.

However, I took the pendant to the gutter oil production workshop, where the black smell was so strong that I couldn't see the surroundings clearly, but why didn't the pendant absorb these black breaths?

How does it absorb energy? If it can't absorb the energy, then I'll kill the corpse demon. It will definitely come to naught, and we still can't escape the fate of being killed by the demon god.

I also told Zhang Wuxin about the weapon's inability to absorb energy, of course, I still lied about the weapon, saying that it was the dagger, and Zhang Wuxin couldn't help frowning after hearing it: "The weapon can't absorb those black breaths." Could it be that we were mistaken from the beginning, that gutter oil is not the most horrible evil at all? ”

"You shouldn't be mistaken, Liao Qingjiang's divination skills are very powerful, I absolutely believe in him."

"So what went wrong? It stands to reason that once this weapon encounters energy that can be absorbed, it will definitely absorb it as soon as possible. Unless the weapon loses its spirituality. ”

Is that really the case? If the pendant loses its spirituality, then haven't we lost the opportunity to kill the corpse demon and reseal the demon god?

No! Probably not! The pendant was left to me by my father, he is the strongest soothsayer in the Ji family, he counted everything, and left the pendant in the Feng family in advance. And how could such a low-level mistake be made? It should be that I haven't found the crux of the problem yet, and I have done something wrong in a certain detail.

Just as I was frowning and pondering, there was a sudden knock at the door, Zhang Wuxin and I glanced at each other, and our expressions were a little solemn: the two of us don't have any friends in this city, and there will be no room service in this hotel, at least we stayed here yesterday, and the waiter has never knocked on the door. Why is there a sudden knock on the door now?

"Who!" I came to the door and asked tentatively.

"Open the door, from the police station." An impatient voice came from outside.

From the police station? Could it be that we reported the gutter oil factory and the police came to us to assist in the investigation? I was about to reach for the door when my mind turned, and I stopped: no, it shouldn't be like that. We called the police anonymously, and did not provide the address and room number of the hotel, how did the other party find it?

Zhang Wuxin obviously realized this, glanced at me, lowered his voice and said, "There is something wrong with this. ”

People outside didn't open the door when they saw us. Obviously in a hurry: "Fuck, don't toast and don't eat and drink, open the door to Lao Tzu, or I'll let you know later." ”

Zhang Wuxin and I glanced at each other, this is definitely not a person from the police station, such a style and style of speaking. More like a person on the mixed road.

Just when the two of us exchanged glances, the people outside the door couldn't wait: "Damn, their mobile phone signal is here, someone must be there, kick the door open for me, something happened, I'm responsible." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a dull crashing sound on the door, and Zhang Wuxin and I hurriedly moved out of the way, so as not to hit the door and cause damage.

These people have really practiced, after a few bangs, the door was completely slammed open, and a few shirtless, tattooed big men walked in, each holding a machete in their hands, such a cold day, they are so shirtless, it is really not cold, I feel cold when I look at it.

After the leader came in, he saw that it was only the two of us, and said to us with a fierce face: "Is that the report phone you called?" Which hand hit? Leave that hand today, and this matter will be revealed. ”

Yo, did you meet Brother Long?

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