"Wait, do you know why we've been running low on energy lately?" The middle-aged security guard seemed to be a small leader with some prestige, suppressed the young security guard with a bat tattoo on the back of his hand, and stopped Zhang Jie, who was walking out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Ju actually walked very slowly, and after hearing the inquiry, he stopped, nodded and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the people in your slaughterhouse are all targeted by a group of yin spirits, and they are being sucked into yang energy every day. If this continues, the consequences are very serious, and it is possible to die suddenly while going to work. ”

Yes! When the four security guards heard about the sudden death, their faces turned pale, and their eyes showed horror when they looked at each other. Even the young security guard who had a bat tattoo before shook his body this time and looked around nervously.

Zhang Jie muttered in his heart: Is it really true, there are sudden deaths among the slaughterhouse workers?

"Captain, you said that the one who had a heart attack two days ago seems to have died when he was an electric pig (a means to prevent livestock from suffering when slaughtering), right?"

"Damn, I can't stay here, I'll wait until dawn to get off work and leave, and take a week off to see how it goes."

The middle-aged security guard reacted quickly, immediately trotted a few steps, came to Zhang Jie's side, and pleaded: "This master, since you have seen it, is there a way to solve it?" ”

Zhang Juan smiled slightly, shut up, and looked unfathomable. He found that the attack power of these pig phantoms was not as good as the female resentful ghosts he encountered in Chaoyang Park last time, but the number was a bit large, but they could still be divided and attacked.

Although a person in his early twenties does not look like a feng shui master with advanced mana, in the eyes of these security guards who have always experienced the lack of energy, age is not a problem at all, as long as the ability is enough.

"Yes, I'll go and inform Deputy Director Tong now, and I'll trouble you for a while." The middle-aged security guard looked at Zhang Jie, who was smiling and silent, and suddenly realized in his heart that people would not solve the trouble of the slaughterhouse in vain, so he hurriedly said.

Zhang Jie sighed in his heart, this ghost and god theory has been circulating in China for so many years, and it is really ingrained in people's minds. It is used to explain the evil aura caused by the shadow of the dark tide, which is very useful, and it is accepted immediately.

A few minutes later, a man in his forties with a meaty face and a beer belly walked over, accompanied by a middle-aged security guard.

"You're the feng shui master? He was too bold at a young age to dare to lie to our Red Star Slaughterhouse and say that our workers were killed by ghosts, what a joke! Our slaughterhouse is full of evil here, which little ghost dares to come over and make trouble? ”

Deputy Director Tong stared, his fat carrot-like fingers pointed at Zhang, and he almost roared.

"And you, Lao Wang, don't guard the gate well, how can you let this kind of liar in! Don't think that because you have deep qualifications, you dare to do anything. If you make such a mistake again in the future, you will be deducted half a month's salary. ”

"Factory director, this master is a capable master." The middle-aged security guard who was reprimanded said in a snort.

Zhang Ju stood aside arrogantly, waiting for Deputy Director Tong to finish speaking, and then said: "This is what you said, come to me if something happens in the future, and the fee will be doubled." ”

Leaving a business card with only his name and phone number, he got into the Porsche and drove away.

Since being approached by Director Lin Shenhe, Zhang Jie found that in a society full of cameras, it is impossible to completely conceal his actions. If you keep sneaking around, sooner or later you'll be caught in the police station.

So he thought about it for a long time, and felt that it was better to put it on the table directly and play a god stick who catches ghosts and eliminates disasters, so it is normal to do a thing. If there is any abnormality, it will be pushed to the feng shui of the gods and gods, and the ghosts and gods.

Deputy Director Tong, who was sprayed by Porsche's exhaust gas, looked even more ugly, and said loudly: "I don't know how many people have been deceived, and they can sit on Porsche, or do they seem to deceive me?" Don't even think about it! Lao Tzu grew up in a slaughterhouse since he was a child, and he has never seen a ghost. ”

Zhang Ju returned home and searched the Internet for relevant news about the Red Star Slaughterhouse. Originally, his plan was to play a god stick and find a way to defuse the evil clouds after entering the slaughterhouse, but he didn't expect to be frustrated before it officially started.

Sure enough, it is a large-scale slaughterhouse, not only to undertake the slaughter of pigs, but also cattle, sheep and other animals are within its business scope, but the number is far inferior to pigs.

In recent days, there have been a number of posts denouncing the frequent night shifts at the Red Star Slaughterhouse, which led to the sudden death of an employee. However, this kind of thing is big news at Foxconn, and few people pay attention to it in the slaughterhouse, like a flooded wave.

Just as Zhang Jie finished learning the background information of the Red Star Slaughterhouse and was about to go to bed, a mobile phone specially used to play the role of a feng shui master rang.

"Hey, is it Master Zhang? I'm Director Tong. Can you visit the Red Star Slaughterhouse now? We've just had something very serious happen here. ”

Zhang Ju heard extreme panic in this person's tone, and deliberately said: "Hehe, I haven't forgotten what you just said." Sorry, I haven't had time for the last few days, let alone tonight. ”

He guessed that something strange must have happened in the slaughterhouse that caused Deputy Director Tong to panic.

"Master Zhang, you don't remember the villain, let's come and save the Red Star Slaughterhouse. If it had gone out of business, 200 people would have lost their jobs. As for your double charge, the factory director has agreed. ”

Zhang Jie's purpose is to clear the dark aura and destroy the monsters that have been derived, and he doesn't care about the money he can receive from this matter. However, if he puts on the appearance of treating money as dung, which is completely inconsistent with the image of those Feng Shui masters who charge too much, others will think that he has ulterior motives.

He pretended to be very greedy for money, as if confirming the reward, and said, "I have seen you there, the evil spirit is very heavy, and it will take a million before I can do it." If you want me to do it now, it's two million, but you can't go back, or ......"

"Two million is no problem, no problem at all. When will you get here? Deputy Director Tong seemed to be worried that Zhang Jie would regret it, so he agreed.

"Half an hour."

Zhang Jie said that it was half an hour, but in fact, he deliberately drove the car slowly, and it took more than forty minutes to reach the gate of the Red Star Slaughterhouse. During this period, Deputy Director Tong's phone calls kept coming, but he didn't answer.

Not only did Deputy Director Tong stand next to the gate to greet him, but there was also an old man in his fifties standing in front of half of his body, with no wrinkles on his face and a red face. In particular, his eyes are exceptionally bright, his eyes are sharp, and his aura is stronger.

"Haha, this is Master Zhang, my Rong Yue is the factory director, or call me the general manager." Rong Yue was wearing loose gray casual clothes, as if he was coming from home in a hurry.

Zhang Ju is now playing a god with a cold personality, and he doesn't want to expose too many things, so as not to be too different from the feng shui masters these people have been in contact with before, so he said with great regret: "What happened? ”

"That's the ......" Deputy Director Tong took over the topic with great eyes, and removed Director Rong from becoming a commentator.