These Taoist priests were tensed up by this thin, thread-like voice that had no idea where it came from. They were self-aware, and they could only catch little ghosts at most, but they were powerless when encountering big ghosts.
As soon as I walked in here, I felt that the yin energy here was particularly strong. I had never felt such a strong coldness even in the mass graves.
Money is a small matter, but life without it is a big deal.
There must be a serious reason for this cemetery to be razed to the ground in a strange and sudden manner.
"Sorry, our capabilities are limited, please ask someone else."
The Taoist priests quickly packed up their things and left.
"Even Taoist priests are afraid of this place. Once word spreads, no workers are willing to come here to start work. Secretary General, what should we do?"
An expert looked at the secretary-general sadly and asked.
"I don't know what to do. I'll ask the secretary for instructions first."
The secretary-general called the secretary and explained the situation just now.
"What a bunch of idiots!"
The secretary of the municipal party committee was furious and said, "Immediately find someone with higher moral standards to do the work. This ancient tomb project must not be abandoned like this. Otherwise, I will not be able to protect my official title, and you will not be able to think about where to go."
"Yes, Secretary."
The secretary-general was sweating profusely.
"correct--"
The municipal party committee secretary suddenly remembered something, "Isn't there a very powerful Master Yang in our city? Go and invite her. No matter how much money you make or how big your request, we will satisfy her!"
"Secretary, Master Yang may not be able to invite us since he has stopped all Feng Shui rituals recently!"
The secretary-general is in a dilemma.
Yang Zimei heard him mention her and listened attentively.
"I'll invite you regardless of whether you come or not. I'll invite you at any price! Forget it, I'll go to her house in person to invite you. This will make me more sincere!"
The secretary said loudly.
"Secretary, her house is closed to guests."
"You won't refuse to see me as secretary!"
"Secretary, the master has a master's temper. Let's contact her through Song Xuan of Mo Xuan first, so as not to offend her."
"That's okay. You contact Song Xuan immediately and ask him to help inquire."
"Yes, Secretary."
After hanging up the secretary's phone, the secretary-general said to the others, "In this situation, we have no choice but to ask our most powerful Master Yang in City A to take action. If she can't do it, then others may not do it either."
Those experts who came from other places thought that the master he was talking about was a highly respected old Taoist priest.
Yang Zimei frowned slightly when he heard that they were actually asking him to take action.
It is impossible for her to go out on her own to destroy her own formation, but if the government leaders really find her, she will not be able to refuse.
In this society, after all, we still have to abide by certain unspoken rules.
Yang Zimei thought for a moment, left quietly, and then called Song Xuan. If anyone was looking for her, just tell her that she was out and could not be contacted at the moment.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she returned home, her father came nervously and said that the secretary was visiting and wanted to see her.
The secretary did not come to her house, but to her family's house.
In order to avoid this ritual, she thought for a while and disguised herself, making her face look sallow, as if she was ill.
Accompanied by the Education Director Huang De'an, the secretary stood at the door of her house waiting for her. As soon as he saw her, he warmly smiled and greeted her, "Master Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's really rude to come here uninvited today. Please
Forgive me."
Yang Zimei deliberately pretended to be weak. He held his heart and coughed several times. The smile he squeezed out looked pale and broken, as if he was seriously ill.