Chapter 36 This house is so dirty!
Duan Anluo really wanted to know what tasks Si Cang usually performed. Could it be a task that he didn't have the authority to view?
Si Cang looked at the president expressionlessly, with disdain in his eyes.
The old man's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, this was the rebellious gene that was activated.
The president quickly added, "There's been some movement in the seal on Site 7. Go check it out. I have an official transfer order, and the documents will be delivered to your lounge shortly."
Si Cang replied impatiently: "I know."
The president cursed inwardly, clearly unable to bear watching ordinary people die, yet insisting that the people of the world were none of his business. Those old bastards had driven innocent children mad with the phrase "people of the world." He really wanted to dig up their ashes and scatter them in a ravine.
Looking at Duan Anlu again, the handsome young man immediately turned his head after receiving his gaze, with a perfect smile on the corner of his mouth. Even his eyes were smiling like the moon these days: crescent, bright, and extremely pure.
The president's heart was healed at once. This child's mother is really good at giving birth. How could she give birth to such a beautiful child with such a warm smile.
The president said seriously: "Work hard and I will make you a regular employee."
Duan Anluo said happily: "Thank you, Uncle President. I will listen to you."
Duan Anlu turned around and studied the red seal. It looked like it was easy to draw. He wondered if the president would be angry if he imitated the president's seal and handwriting.
Jiang Yuan forwarded the address sent by Xu Qiang to Duan Anluo, "Master, I want to go too. The captain said that this way our family can get more money."
Duan Anluo: "If you want to go, go ahead."
He wanted to tell him to be careful and not get lost, but then he saw the voice message from Jiang Yuan, which emphasized: "Did you see the location I sent? Click it so I can see your location in real time. Follow the navigation. If you don't understand it, ask someone for directions. Ask more than one person. Don't get lost."
Duan Anluo: “…”
After joining the guild, the benefits become apparent: there are lots of cars!
There are shuttle buses, subways, and special lines from headquarters to various branches. If necessary, they can even run special trains that go directly to each branch, free of charge!
Duan Anluo was excited: "I want to take the subway! Can I take the subway?"
Si Cang had already walked quite a distance, but upon hearing Duan Anluo's words, he turned back and instructed his assistant, "Don't let him ride alone."
The young assistant glanced at the two of them with ambiguous eyes. "He's such a grown-up, and he's leaving alone by car, and Captain Si is reluctant to let him go?" Bai Ziyue was right.
Si Cang wanted to shake the little assistant's head, his eyes looked like he had encephalitis. Duan Anluo had never taken the subway, so he would definitely get lost when he went out. With his ability, who knows what kind of trouble he would get into if he got lost.
The assistant had no choice but to personally escort Duan Anluo to the subway, and anxiously instructed him, "The train will stop five times, and it won't reach you until the sixth stop. Get off when you hear the station announced. Walk straight out, don't turn, and someone will pick you up within ten steps."
The young assistant reminded him three times, fearing that Duan Anluo would be lost, so Si Cang asked him to return him.
Duan Anluo was embarrassed. Is he really that unreliable? He is not a fool!
After boarding the train, Duan Anluo excitedly touched the seat, the door, and the armrests, then pulled out his phone and excitedly took photos of the car. It was my first time riding the subway, so I had to post a message on WeChat Moments to commemorate it.
As Duan Anluo reluctantly stepped out of the car, he was immediately stopped by people who had been waiting there. The description given by the headquarters was very precise: the one at the fourth door, the best-looking one, a rich young man with great abilities but poor health, who had never been on a high-speed train and looked at everything like Granny Liu visiting the Grand View Garden. He was the right one to go for.
Duan Anluo looked around regretfully. He also wanted to visit the subway station. He wondered if there were high-speed trains and airplanes in the subway station. He wanted to touch them.
When they arrived at the branch, Jiang Yuan had already been there for half an hour. The child thought he was lost and was about to go look for him.
After greeting Xu Qiang, Duan Anluo got straight to the point. "How's your investigation going? Is the temple closed?"
"Seal it off!" The main task of this branch is to investigate the case of missing students. It has been determined that the students' disappearance is related to the Temple of the Goddess of Good Fortune, so naturally a careful investigation is required.
They drew and photographed a detailed map of the basement, and there were thirteen exits!
The logistics personnel have sealed all the exits and even the temple.
"There were still believers making trouble this morning, so our people directly carried out the carcasses of the abused animals and placed them in a huge pile. They're abusing animals and suspected of human trafficking, so we shut it down immediately. No one's pleas are of any use!"
"Those believers are kind people. They believe in Buddhism and don't kill animals on a daily basis. They never expected to see so many small animals tragically die right under the noses of the gods they believe in, with their bodies lying before their eyes. You can imagine how shocked they were."
"When the believers saw this, they stopped making noise and started cursing. The fake monks were arrested, and the rescuer who had brought the animals over couldn't handle the shock and cried for a long time."
Duan Anluo asked curiously, "Is your department so direct in handling things? Just shut it down right away?"
The young people were filled with indignation: "They did something so outrageous that it harmed the world, and we're still covering it up for them? The temple should be demolished!"
Duan Anluo was relieved. It seemed that he had integrated perfectly into the guild. Everyone wanted to sink the temple.
The other party didn't expect that Duan Anluo took his angry words seriously.
Jiang Yuan squatted aside, fingering the rows of text on the document. After reading it, he couldn't find his workmate. "Where's Xiao Liu? Didn't you say yesterday that he was also arrested?"
Xu Qiang said regretfully, "We haven't found him yet. His mother was already in poor health and is now hospitalized."
Duan Anluo pointed at Jiang Yuan and said, "Calculate Xiao Liu's position based on his birth date."
Jiang Yuan's face froze when he was suddenly called out, and he counted on his fingers. In Duan Anluo's eyes, his movements looked like the claws of a chicken with fowl plague.
Duan Anluo couldn't bear it anymore, so he counted on his fingers, asked someone for a map, circled a few points on it, and then drew a bird on the paper with a cinnabar pen.
After cutting it with a pair of small scissors, dotting the eyes with cinnabar and injecting spiritual energy into it, Duan Anluo blew gently, and the paper-cut bird actually floated up gently.
It doesn't flap its wings like a real bird, but rather hangs lightly in the air, like a piece of paper gently lifted by the wind.
Duan Anluo pointed to the circles on the map and said, "He's nearby. When we get there, release him and he'll lead you to find it."
When the members of the branch heard this, their eyes lit up and they said, "We should go now. Saving people is the most important thing."
Jiang Yuan said excitedly: "Master, this is amazing! I want to learn it too!"
Duan Anluo patted his head good-naturedly and said, "Wait, I'll teach you later."
As for when to return, well, he thought to himself, it's time to take in apprentices. He had to find a way to find the talented few in the protagonist team. If they weren't sons, they could be apprentices. He gave them the freedom to choose. As for Yuan'er, he didn't need to learn, just knowing how to eat was enough.
They split into two groups. One team followed Duan Anluo's instructions to look for the captured Liu Xin. Their initial task was to investigate the missing students.
Duan Anluo went to find the wealthy man. His intuition told him that he was not a clean person. From the perspective of karma, simply closing the temple was not enough. The mastermind behind the incident must also be found and made to bear the consequences.
Xu Qiang was not from this branch, so he naturally followed Jiang Yuan. It just so happened that he and his father needed a driver.
Xu Qiang hadn't expected Jiang Yuan, his great-grandfather, to be so young. He didn't even know how to address him. Since he was younger than him, calling him uncle felt disadvantageous. "Well, senior, what crime should we use to find that rich man? I saw in the information that this boss has donated money to our guild and often does charity work. He has a good reputation."
Duan Anluo smiled and said, "Only after seeing it can we know what crime he committed."
Xu Qiang also smiled, but he was wondering in his heart: This senior looks kind and benevolent, but there always feels something wrong with his working style.
Duan Anluo counted on his fingers and said, "No need to go to his house. He definitely won't let me in. Let's go directly to his workplace."
The information clearly showed: Xiangying Co., Ltd., a company specializing in electronics contract manufacturing. Its owner was Zheng Xinhou, and its headquarters were located in the capital, with an office building. They operated as agents for more than a dozen factories nationwide, with total assets exceeding 3 billion yuan.
Duan Anluo really couldn't tell from this man's face and name that he had such great fortune. There was definitely something wrong.
When he arrived downstairs at the headquarters, Duan Anluo looked up, frowned slightly, and confirmed that the problem was quite serious.
Zheng Xinhou had built the Auspicious Fairy Temple, and now that someone had died, Zheng Xinhou would inevitably be implicated in the karma. Furthermore, he had committed such heinous crimes as slaughtering lives and killing three students.
But judging from the aura of the building's exterior, it seems surprisingly clear and bright, without even a trace of the dark aura of cause and effect.
Duan Anluo uttered a soft "tsk" and changed his strategy. "Brother Xu, go ask. Don't say you're from the guild. Just say we're masters passing by. We saw resentment rising in Zheng Xinhou's house, and there are ghosts seeking revenge. If we're any later, his daughter would be dead."
Xu Qiang looked embarrassed, "This...is this possible?"
"Don't worry," Duan Anluo said firmly, "He believes in Buddhism, so he naturally understands cause and effect. You can scare him as seriously as you can."
Xu Qiang got out of the car and asked the person at the front desk, "Is your General Manager Zheng here?"
The person in charge at the front desk politely said, "Hello, do you have an appointment?"
"No. I...I saw that there is a wronged spirit haunting your Mr. Zheng's family, the kind that wants to take your life!" Xu Qiang tried to sound more serious, with a stern expression.
The receptionist looked at him like he was crazy and said, "I'm sorry, our CEO Zheng is in a meeting. If you want to see him, you need to make an appointment in advance."
"His daughter is dying. We can save her. Ask General Zheng..."
"I'm sorry sir, but if you keep talking nonsense, I'll call security."
The security guard standing guard nearby has already looked over and will be coming over at any moment.
Xu Qiang couldn't continue his story and looked at Duan Anluo for help. He suggested that he just reveal his identity and say that something happened to the Buddhist temple he donated to build and asked him to cooperate with the investigation.
Duan Anluo got out of the car helplessly and said with disdain: "You guys are too upright and can't let go."
He walked straight to the front desk and met her gaze calmly, his eyes darkening. "Now, call Zheng Xinhou immediately. There's evil spirits lurking in his house, and his daughter's life is in danger. I'll wait for him for three minutes. If he doesn't see me, let his daughter die."
Under the gaze of these eyes, the receptionist who originally had a formal expression on her face seemed to be hypnotized. She picked up the intercom phone and repeated Duan Anluo's words word for word.
Duan Anluo then said, "The master you know couldn't save her, but I can. Believe it or not, it's up to you. If you want to save her, come down and see me."
After the call was disconnected, the receptionist suddenly came to her senses, her face pale, and she was so upset that she almost cried: "I...how could I say such a thing? It's over, it's over, I'm going to lose my job..."
Duan Anluo soothed him, "It's okay, the boss won't scold you. I see you've had some good fortune lately."
The receptionist blushed and said, "I don't believe anything else you say, but I have to believe you when you talk about wealth."
"Girl, leave this company as soon as possible and find a better job next month." If you work for a boss like this for a long time, you will be unlucky.
The receptionist opened her mouth in confusion, but thinking that it was working hours, she held back and didn't dare to say more.
Jiang Yuan asked curiously, "Master, how do you know this boss knows the master? How is this calculated?"
Duan Anluo took out a lollipop from his pocket and said, "Eat it and stop talking."
There's no need to calculate. Just look at the furnishings here. According to feng shui, the placement of each item looks as if it were carefully measured with a ruler. What boss would study feng shui instead of making money? He'd definitely have someone look him up.
Moreover, this Feng Shui master has a very close relationship with the boss. He completely trusts the Feng Shui master, which is why he strictly follows every word the master says.
To everyone's surprise, within three minutes, a man in an expensive suit ran out of the elevator in a panic. He was breathing heavily and ran straight to Duan Anluo, "How...how did you know my daughter was sick?"
The person who came was Zheng Xinhou. His information showed that he was 67 years old, but I don’t know if it was because he took good care of himself or what, but he looked only 50 years old and didn’t have a single white hair.
Duan Anluo's lips curled up into a smile, but his eyes held no warmth. "Isn't that the Buddhist temple where you pray for your daughter? It's a pity her condition has gotten even worse now. She's haunted by nightmares, can't sleep at night, and is being tortured by the ghosts who are seeking revenge. You haven't been feeling well since returning home recently, have you? The resentment at home is too strong."
Zheng Xinhou's eyes flashed slightly, and he was thinking in his mind how trustworthy Duan Anluo was.
Then Duan Anluo said, "I'm not interested in what happened to your Buddhist temple. I'm only interested in the things on your daughter. I need some things to refine a magical tool."
To ordinary people, this kind of words sound like fairy tales, but to someone who believes deeply in metaphysics, Duan Anluo believes that Zheng Xinhou can understand it.
Duan Anluo looked into Zheng Xinhou's eyes, his lips curled up, but his eyes became sharper and sharper, with an almost greedy excitement. He lowered his head to look at his palm, as if admiring invisible prey, his eyes crazy and fanatical, "With them, my power can be doubled!"
Regardless of whether others believed it or not, Jiang Yuan believed it.
"Is this even possible?" Jiang Yuan was stunned as he watched from the side. Remembering the rule that one should not interrupt when an elder is talking, he felt like a cat scratching his head. Could the master teach him such a powerful method? He also wanted to double his money.
Xu Qiang didn't know what to say. Duan Anluo should not be a celestial master. He is more suitable to be an actor.
Look at it, his eyes are so scary, like a possessed madman. If he plays an evil cultivator, he can win the Golden Figure.
Zheng Xinhou was also shocked by Duan Anluo's eyes and was speechless for a moment.
Duan Anluo seemed to have lost his patience. He stared into Zheng Xinhou's eyes, his pupils gradually darkening. "Is it okay? Just one word. If not, I'll leave."
Zheng Xinhou's expression changed constantly. Finally, under the hint of Duan Anluo's eyes, he slowly said, "My daughter is indeed in poor health. She has been particularly ill recently. If you can really save her, money is definitely not a problem."
"That's even easier." Duan Anluo's greed grew even more pronounced when he heard about money. He slowly took out a small notebook and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zheng. I'm the owner of the Zisha Budu Supernatural Agency. I'm officially certified and I won't do anything rash. I promise to clean up all the unclean things around your daughter. You can pay as you see fit."
Zheng Xinhou looked at the certificate with the guild's seal. When the assets reached a certain amount, everyone knew about the guild. They would donate money to the guild every year. Only when the world was peaceful could their products be sold and they could make good money.
He recognized this seal.
Looking at Duan Anluo's face, which was too young but full of greed, he hesitated again and again, and finally nodded: "Okay, then please come with me back home to take a look."
If this master was a righteous person, he really wouldn't dare to bring it home.
This kind of evil spirit is the easiest to deal with, and it can be settled with money.
The guild had a rule that prohibited using mystical arts to harm others, but allowed catching ghosts. If the matter was settled with money afterwards, it wouldn't be considered a violation of the guild's rules, as long as it didn't involve karma.
Moreover, his daughter's illness must be cured, she can't wait any longer. He can't let his daughter die, absolutely not!
Duan Anluo put the certificate of "Zisha Budu Supernatural Agency" into Jiang Yuan's backpack and asked him to keep it and not lose it. He had been drawing it in the car for a long time and he could use it next time.
In the evening, the car drove into a villa area and finally stopped in front of a large four-story European-style villa covering a vast area.
From the outside, the villa looks very grand, with a tall porch, carefully trimmed lawns, cool and clean fountains, and the smell of money everywhere.
Duan Anluo looked up and his eyes fell on the top of the villa.
There is an independent attic above the four-story main building. The attic is not large, and it extends outwards a little from the edges of the front and sides.
Others may not see anything, but for someone who understands Feng Shui, if there is a corresponding protruding structure at the back, the overall shape of the attic is like a coffin placed on the top of the villa.
Duan Anluo's lips curled up. It was interesting that this boss believed in Feng Shui so much, yet he installed such a thing at home.
Entering the living room, it is even more magnificent, with a huge crystal chandelier, shiny marble, valuable oil paintings hanging on the walls, and exquisite antique vases and art ornaments placed in the corners, showing the owner's wealth and luxury everywhere.
Duan Anluo had to admit that although his father was in love, he had decent taste. Even though his family was rich, they didn't decorate their house like this. To be honest, living in a place like this made him feel like an exhibit, without any of the warmth of home.
Just like the company building, the interior of this luxurious villa is also impervious to any trace of karma or evil energy; it is extremely clean.
But Jiang Yuan, who was standing behind Duan Anluo, couldn't help but rub his arms and muttered softly: "Master, why do I feel a little cold?"
It just feels damp, like standing by the well in my hometown, cold and damp.
Duan Anluo took out another lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into Jiang Yuan's hand. His tone was calm but unquestionable: "Keep eating the candy and stop talking."
He looked around, his eyes sweeping over the priceless furnishings, and finally settled on Zheng Xinhou's face. His tone was playful, "Mr. Zheng, either you are an expert in feng shui and geomancy, and have a deep understanding of it, or you know a feng shui master who is extremely skilled. Amazing."
Zheng Xinhou forced a smile on his face. "Master, you're too kind. I do know a Feng Shui expert, and I relied on his advice for the renovation of my home."
Duan Anluo nodded. "Well, the placement of the vases is designed to store wind and gather energy, the placement of the green plants is specifically designed to ward off the three evil spirits, and even the folds of the curtains have hidden meanings that can change the direction of airflow... Wow, even the most hidden hidden wealth position has been fully utilized. Mr. Zheng, you really have brought the four words "business, people, emphasis, and profit" to the extreme."
This sounded awkward. Duan Anluo's expression was serious, and it was hard to tell whether it was a compliment or a mockery. The smile on Zheng Xinhou's face suddenly froze, and he looked a little embarrassed.
At this moment, Duan Anluo suddenly changed the subject and looked towards the stairs on the second floor. "Mr. Zheng, your wife looks so young."
Zheng Xinhou's face changed. "Master, you're joking. My wife passed away many years ago."
"Oh?" Duan Anluo raised an eyebrow, a puzzled look in his eyes, and pointed to the corridor on the second floor. "That girl wearing a blue cheongsam, carrying cakes and walking past over there, nodding and greeting me, wasn't she? She has a mole on her chin, and that position shows that she is blessed."
This time, not only Zheng Xinhou's expression changed, but also the expression of the housekeeper following behind Zheng Xinhou changed.
Because the long-deceased Madam Zheng looked like this, with a mole on her face and she liked to wear blue cheongsams.
After her death, everything related to her was destroyed in her family, not even a photo was left. How did this master, who was so young, know what she looked like?
Investigated him?
Or did you really see it?
There have been more and more strange things happening at home recently. Could it be true... Zheng Xinhou was a little panicked. He winked at the housekeeper and found a chance to leave and go up to see if the seal was loose?
He checked three times a day these days, fearing something might go wrong.
"So she died a long time ago," Duan Anluo shook his head regretfully. "My eyes can see spirits through the wall panels. Does your daughter live by the corridor? The second room on the left?"
Duan Anluo's tone was as calm as if he was stating a fact, "I saw her go in."
Upon hearing this, the color drained from Zheng Xinhou's face. Suppressing his fear, he looked at the housekeeper fiercely, "Quick! Go up and check on the young lady!"
After hearing this, the butler immediately ran upstairs. He did not go to the second floor, but to the attic on the top floor.
Zheng Xinhou followed suit. Things were indeed getting worse at home, and his daughter's condition had worsened dramatically. The feng shui master they had previously hired for a large sum of money had refused to help, no matter how much money they offered, claiming the resentment was too deep and there was nothing they could do.
The young Taoist priest who came today seems moody and even a little crazy. I hope he has real skills.
Duan Anluo stopped at the stairs.
Following the butler's gaze, he could clearly see the interior of the attic. It was not an ordinary attic at all, but a small space built entirely in the shape of the inside of a coffin.
What’s even more creepy is that there is a large coffin and four small coffins inside.
The big one in the middle was hung upside down above the blood-colored formation, unable to reach the sky above or touch the ground below. It was covered with a layer of talismans and cinnabar, layer upon layer, sealing the things inside tightly.
The Five Ghosts Bring Wealth Coffin plus the Yin Wealth Formation!
He used the soul of his deceased wife as the center of the formation, sealed it upside down, forcibly extracted the resentment from her soul, combined it with the power of the five ghosts, and set up a Yin Wealth Formation.
This is to make the deceased never be reborn, and even if he turns into a ghost, he will continue to make money for him. It's really... cruel!
The people inside have been sealed for more than 20 years, and their hatred is so overwhelming that these talismans can no longer suppress it.
The housekeeper checked and found nothing unusual, so he quickly locked the attic door.
Duan Anluo raised his hand and touched the bloody oil painting on the wall, his pupils gradually darkening.
From the moment he entered the villa, countless scenes flashed before his eyes.
A wife who was murdered and could not be reborn even after death and was enslaved for more than 20 years!
A daughter who bears sins that do not belong to her, struggles in pain, and cannot die even if she wants to!
A loving entrepreneur who keeps saying he loves his wife and daughter, but actually kills his wife and daughter behind her back, and also has three mistresses outside!
This house is so dirty!
Duan Anluo went upstairs and his eyes fell on Zheng Xinhou, whose face was pale. It was as if he was looking at a dead person lying in a coffin.
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