Lin Xiaofeng turned around and rolled his eyes at Fatty Huang. This guy had eaten the tribute from the land father-in-law and was tortured into such a state. At this time, he still didn't believe it.
But that's right, Lin Xiaofeng never told him about the land's father-in-law.
"It's good to worship gods. If you worship many gods, you will be blessed by them."
Taoist Zhenfeng walked out of the house with a pot of tea and made three cups of tea.
"Come and have tea."
Taoist Zhenfeng waved to Lin Xiaofeng.
Lin Xiaofeng poured incense on all the statues in the room before sitting down.
He picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, nodded, and then asked: "Brother Zhenfeng, have you resolved everything yesterday?"
"Yes." Taoist Zhenfeng nodded: "It seems that Gao Fu has admitted that Hu Jiantao is his son-in-law, and also funded him 200,000 yuan to go back to the mountain village to build a school."
Fatty Huang said regretfully: "That Gao Fu is stupid. Wouldn't it be better if he agreed earlier? He would have to force his daughter to death."
Lin Xiaofeng said with a smile: "If your daughter follows a man and wants to live in the mountains, what will you do?"
Fatty Huang thought about it for a moment and patted the table: "If she dares, I won't break her legs then."
"Isn't that right? We can say a lot of truth about many things when it happens to others, but once it happens to us, we might make the same decision as others."
Taoist Zhenfeng smiled and said: "You two, I invite you two to come over. Give the money to you. This is one of the reasons. There is also another reason. I want to discuss it with you."
"What are we discussing?" asked Fatty Huang.
"Work here." Taoist Zhenfeng said with a smile, "Of course, I won't let you run here all day long."
Taoist Zhenfeng said: "You don't have to come here on weekdays. When I get the business, you two can just follow me and pretend to be my disciples. How about we calculate it based on the number of times and I will give you two 5,000 yuan each time? How about that?"
"
Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang looked at each other.
Zhenfeng originally mentioned this matter to the two of them when he came back yesterday, but Xu Xiangyang's incident happened suddenly, so the two of them didn't even have time to think about it.
"How do you want to fix it? Do you want to agree?" Fatty Huang asked in a low voice.
"What do you mean?" Lin Xiaofeng asked back.
Fatty Huang touched his chin: "Let me figure it out, it would be good to make some extra money like this."
Lin Xiaofeng frowned slightly: "But this is a lie."
"This kind of thing is all done consensually, and it's not a money grab." Fatty Huang said with a smile.
Lin Xiaofeng started thinking.
What Fatty Huang said makes sense.
Seeing Lin Xiaofeng's thinking, Taoist Zhenfeng said with a smile: "Actually, people ask Mr. Yin and Yang and Taoist priests to do whatever they want, just for the sake of peace of mind."
"To put it bluntly, our industry is similar to that of psychiatrists. Psychiatrists treat mental illnesses, but we treat other people's mental illnesses."
Lin Xiaofeng nodded slightly: "Okay, I agree first, but let me make it clear first that I don't accept every business."
"Hey, that's right. In this case, I'll treat you two to a meal later, and then I'll take you to play some singing."
In the past, Zhenfeng would never hire someone to play his apprentice on a regular basis like this. He usually hired an extra to make up the number.
But Lin Xiaofeng's performance yesterday was so impressive that basically nothing happened to him. He just went to Gao Fu's house to sleep, then went downstairs to collect money, and was treated like a living god.
Lin Xiaofeng, an elite talent in the liar world, naturally has to be firmly grasped by him.
Fatty Huang couldn't help but ask: "What does touching singing mean?"
Zhenfeng smiled obscenely: "Of course I'm touching and singing at the same time."
When Fatty Huang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"We have something to do later." Lin Xiaofeng frowned.
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang suddenly. Lin Xiaofeng picked up the phone and saw that it was the director of the house calling.
"Hello? Director Fang?" Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Is everything settled?"
"kindness."
The director's voice on the other end of the phone was a little heavy, and he said, "The person has been caught, but there is some trouble."
"Trouble?" Lin Xiaofeng asked, "What's going on?"
"Come and take a look, we are in the south of Chengdu..."
The room director gave me an address.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiaofeng stood up quickly: "Fat man, let's go."
"Any results?" Fatty Huang quickly stood up and said to Taoist Zhenfeng: "Brother Zhenfeng, let's go together next time. It's settled."
Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang went downstairs and took a taxi to a village in the south.
This village is somewhat remote. At this time, more than a dozen police cars were parked at the entrance of the village.
The entrance was also cordoned off.
Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang walked forward, and a special police officer stopped them.
The special police officer said politely: "I'm sorry, we can't let in the rest of the crowd."
"Arrived so soon?"
At this time, the director of the room walked up to Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang with a gloomy face, and said, "Come with me."
The director of the room opened his mouth, and the special policeman naturally stopped blocking him.
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Director Fang, how is it? Has my classmate been rescued?"
"Well, he was just a little frightened. We've sent him back first."
With that said, Director Fang led Lin Xiaofeng and the two of them to an adobe house.
"Let's go in and have a look."
The director of the room opened the door, and Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang walked in.
At this time, there were many forensic doctors around the room.
Seven corpses were kneeling on the ground. The seven corpses were kneeling in a row with guns in their mouths.
"You committed suicide by swallowing a gun?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
"Well, they were surrounded, and they actually committed suicide by shooting themselves without any resistance at all."
The director of the house said: "But the appearance of their deaths was too weird, and I didn't dare let anyone touch their bodies, so I called you and asked you to come over and see what happened."
"What do these seven guys mean by kneeling together to die?"
Fatty Huang was also a little confused.
"It's a bit evil."
Lin Xiaofeng touched his nose, walked slowly to the seven corpses, and looked around them.
The faces of these seven corpses were all covered with yellow talismans. There were strange runes painted on the talismans, which looked extremely weird.
Lin Xiaofeng thought about it for a moment, and suddenly he realized something and hurriedly tore off one of the people's clothes.
There is a totem of a firebird painted on his chest.
"Blood God's spell?"
Lin Xiaofeng looked at the seven corpses with a surprised expression. The Blood God Curse first appeared in the war between the Southern Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty.
It was an extremely vicious witchcraft used by the Jin Dynasty in war. I didn't expect to see it today.
Fatty Huang asked from the side: "What is the Blood God Curse?"
"It is an extremely sinister spell that turns a person's three souls and seven souls into killing tools."