"Animals wrapped in coffins?" Taoist Zhenfeng was stunned for a while: "Is it very evil?"
Lin Xiaofeng rolled his eyes at him: "What do you think?"
Taoist Zhenfeng touched the back of his head and laughed dryly: "I just feel evil, so I don't dare to open the coffin."
Lin Xiaofeng said: "It's a good thing you didn't lift the coffin, otherwise someone would have died."
"Tell me what's going on." Taoist Zhenfeng looked curious.
Lin Xiaofeng said: "If my guess is correct, the person in the coffin should have died violently, and this person killed a large number of animals before his death."
"As the saying goes, it's not that you don't retaliate before the time comes. In this cycle of cause and effect, these animals died because of him."
"When he died, he was buried with these grievances. After his death, the underworld and the outside world would not tolerate him. If he did not enter reincarnation, his three souls and seven souls should be trapped and die in that coffin. After a long time, his soul will fly away."
"But these grievances turned him into a corpse."
Taoist Zhenfeng asked: "Corpse? Is it a kind of monster?"
"No." Lin Xiaofeng shook his head: "His corpse contained extremely strong resentment, so those snakes, insects, rats and ants would lie on the coffin, trying to break into the coffin and eat his flesh."
"Once they eat his flesh, these animals can become monsters."
It is actually extremely difficult for animals to become monsters, especially those with lower IQs.
Why are there so many monsters like foxes and weasels?
It is precisely because they have high IQs and understand human nature, but for slower animals, if they want to become monsters, they have to look at opportunities.
And this corpse flesh is opportunity, so they want to eat the dead people.
Hearing this, Zhenfeng swallowed his saliva and said, "If a person dies, he still has to be eaten? That's a bit too vicious. This means that there will be no trace of his body."
Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said: "I have encountered such a thing before."
Speaking of which, when Lin Xiaofeng was twelve years old, he and Mao Linlong were in a village in the northeast.
In this village, hunting is common and animals are brought back to be skinned and sold.
One of them, an old man in his fifties, killed countless foxes. After his death, he was haunted by the ghosts of countless foxes. After the body was buried, the next day, a large group of animals dug up the grave, and the body was nowhere to be seen.
"This is also retribution." Lin Xiaofeng said: "It's better to ignore this matter, so as not to cause trouble in the future."
Hearing this, Zhenfeng touched his chin and nodded: "It makes sense. Only one hundred thousand for such a troublesome thing is too cheap."
When Lin Xiaofeng heard it, the first half of Zhenfeng's sentence sounded fine, but the last two sentences showed his old nature again.
Zhenfeng took out his phone and hurriedly called the wealthy businessman: "Hello, Boss Hu? Yes, I, Taoist Master Zhenfeng, have checked your grave. This is not a trivial matter. Let me tell you, this is called a beast."
Wrapping the coffin."
"Did your father slaughter a large number of animals during his lifetime?"
An exclamation came from the other end of the phone: "How do you know?"
Zhenfeng said with a proud look on his face: "Of course it's all calculated with fingers. I tell you, if it doesn't go well, your family will be destroyed..."
Zhenfeng fooled around for a while, and finally the price rose to 500,000.
"Yes, it's only five hundred thousand. As agreed, I and my apprentice will come over in the evening to help you solve it completely."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiaofeng was stunned. This bastard made an extra 400,000 yuan just by lying.
"Damn, it's really a huge profit." Lin Xiaofeng muttered: "You are so deceptive and a liar, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
Zhenfeng said: "Hey, Xiaofeng, what you said is wrong. I make so much money just to benefit children in impoverished mountainous areas."
"You don't know that children in impoverished mountainous areas don't have enough food or clothing to keep them warm. In winter, they have to attend classes in broken houses, and the cold wind blows to the point where their bones are frozen and their hands are cracked."
Zhenfeng smiled and said: "As long as I can help children in impoverished mountainous areas, who else will go to hell if I don't, Amitabha."
"Hey, you are a Taoist priest, why are you talking about Buddhist slogans?" Lin Xiaofeng was speechless: "My work this time cannot be in vain, I want to share 50,000."
Taoist Zhenfeng glanced at him: "It's tacky to talk about money. When this matter is over, I will take you to see a surprise."
Lin Xiaofeng said: "Surprise?"
Although Lin Xiaofeng was confused, he did not continue to ask.
The two of them were watching TV in the Feng Shui Metaphysics Museum. When it was almost seven o'clock in the evening, Master Zhenfeng produced two Taoist robes.
He also pointed to Lin Xiaofeng's suitcase and said: "Actually, it's very unprofessional for you to carry a suitcase. You should change it to a cloth bag. Taoist priests all have baggy cloth bags."
Lin Xiaofeng said: "I'm not a Taoist priest."
Wearing Taoist robes, Taoist Zhenfeng drove Lin Xiaofeng to the eastern suburbs of Chengdu.
Soon, we arrived at a small town built on a mountain in the eastern suburbs.
This town is not prosperous and slightly shabby.
The car drove into the courtyard of a villa.
Lin Xiaofeng walked out of the car door and followed Zhenfeng to the door of the villa and knocked on the door.
Soon, the door was opened.
The person who opened the door was a fat man in his forties.
This guy's figure can rival Fatty Huang's. He's covered in fat and wears a suit.
The buttons of the suit seemed to be stretched open by his belly at any time.
"Taoist Zhenfeng, you are here."
"Boss Hu, this is my beloved disciple, just call him Xiao Lin." Zhenfeng then introduced Lin Xiaofeng: "This is Hu Yueming, Boss Hu."
"Boss Hu is the richest man in their town." Zhenfeng boasted.
When Hu Yueming heard this, he laughed and said: "It's all a false name, just a false name."
Although he spoke modestly, his face was full of pride.
Lin Xiaofeng frowned slightly: "Boss Hu, you are extremely evil. I'm afraid there will be a big disaster recently."
Hu Yueming became unhappy when he heard this. Who wants to hear this?
Taoist Zhenfeng, on the other hand, glanced at Lin Xiaofeng and praised in his heart: You are worthy of running out with me so many times, and now you speak so righteously.
Then Zhenfeng followed Lin Xiaofeng's words and said: "Boss Hu, my dear disciple has a pair of yin and yang eyes, which can recognize ghosts and monsters. What he said is definitely not wrong. If you make Boss Hu unhappy, please forgive me."
Although Hu Yueming disagreed, he still said: "No, no, you two come in and sit down."
Hu Yueming's home is full of the aura of sudden wealth and is decorated with splendor.
After Lin Xiaofeng and Zhenfeng sat down, Hu Yueming also sat opposite them and asked: "Master Zhenfeng, how should my father's grave be renovated? It can't be exposed outside all day long, right?"
"Boss Hu, we'll talk about your father's grave later. Let's talk about the black air covering your head first," Zhenfeng said with a smile.
Just kidding?
With his unstoppable temperament, Lin Xiaofeng had made such a good start before. If he didn't cut another sum of money out of Hu Yueming, could he be Zhenfeng?