Chapter 80 Qian Yong is dead!
In the construction site, for a while, strong winds came up, making everything in the entire construction site rattle.
Zhou Shun also felt the chill of the wind.
It is bitingly cold, even the north wind in winter cannot be this cold.
What’s more, it’s only the end of August.
The temperature during the day is still very high, reaching more than 30 degrees. Even if there is a temperature difference between day and night at night, it will not be too different.
So, there is something wrong with this wind.
And soon, Zhou Shun saw a scene that shocked him.
The wind is too strong.
The wind directly carried the bricks, tiles, tools and other things in the construction site and flew up.
After that, they smashed the altar table, the Taoist priests, Zhang Hengquan and others.
The altar table fell over and things rolled to the floor.
From Zhou Shun's perspective, he could see those people running around in panic.
Especially Zhang Hengquan and Qian Yong, those things seemed to be hitting these two people more and more, and the power of the wind seemed to be filled with soaring resentment and hatred, as if they were not going to blow the two away. I will not stop beating people to death.
That is to say, Zhou Shun was hiding far away, with a wall in front of him, so he was not accidentally injured.
At this time, the moon seemed to be covered by dark clouds, and Zhou Shun felt that the wind was getting stronger.
Even, squinting his eyes, he seemed to vaguely see that there seemed to be human figures mixed in the cold wind? The shadows are blurry, making it difficult to see clearly.
But, in that kind of wind, how could we see human figures?
Zhou Ping'an looked at the soul in the wind, and for a moment he felt sadness welling up in his heart.
We are both poor people from the end of the world.
Perhaps others could only detect the resentment and hatred mixed with the power in the wind, but Zhou Pingan felt the sadness and despair.
Perhaps, it’s not perception, but empathy!
For a moment, the violence in Zhou Pingan's heart was aroused, and he wanted to rush over and tear Zhang Hengquan and Qian Yong apart.
But when he saw his father beside him, he stopped and tried to calm down.
No, he can't act impulsively.
He has to trust Director Xu.
Karma and retribution, good and evil will eventually be rewarded.
All causes and effects are ultimately determined by God.
In the distance, Zhang Hengquan and others had no choice but to flee under such a strange wind.
What was even weirder was after they left.
The wind stopped immediately.
The surroundings also returned to deathly silence.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and the mess in front of him, Zhou Shun might have thought that what he just saw was an illusion.
No one is there anymore.
Zhang Hengquan, Qian Yong and the Taoist priests seemed to have fled.
Only a mess was left.
Just when Zhou Shun was about to step forward to check, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed him.
Zhou Shun was startled. When he turned around, he found that it was Li Xiang!
"I knew you were not a peaceful person, so I will definitely come over tonight."
"You saw what was there just now, and you still want to go there. You are really not afraid of death. ”
Li Xiang looked at Zhou Shun with worry and anger in his eyes.
"I asked you to resign and leave. If you don't leave, what are you going to do?"
Zhou Shun gestured——
[Find peace! 】
"Peace, peace, I know that is your son, but is he more important than your life?"
【yes! 】
Li Xiang:...
Li Xiang suddenly choked and didn’t know what to say for a while.
In fact, he understands Zhou Shun's mood best. After all, he has a daughter, especially when his daughter is sick and living in the hospital.
He knows the feeling of despair all too well.
But...
It would be okay if Zhou Ping'an was still alive, but Zhou Ping'an was obviously already... Li Xiang restrained himself from telling Zhou Shun the truth about Zhou Ping'an's death, but he knew that he couldn't tell, absolutely couldn't tell .
Otherwise, if those people know about it.
His life may also be lost.
It didn't matter that he was dead, but he still had his wife and daughter behind him.
Li Xiang’s eyes fell on the mess in the distance.
If even ghosts can't do anything, then ordinary people like them...
"You really risk your life for your son."
"I won't tell you anymore. , follow me quickly.”
Finally, Li Xiang forced Zhou Shun to leave. Of course, he didn't say anything to Zhou Shun.
……
The construction site seemed to have returned to calm the next day.
But this calm is only temporary.
Since the failure of the ritual that night, more and more abnormal things happened at the construction site.
During this period, something else happened: Qian Yong, the contractor, died! Some people say that he committed suicide, others say that he did something evil and was killed by a ghost, and some say that there was an accident...
But no matter what, money Yong, it seems he died at the construction site.
Because someone died, the police intervened, and even Zhou Shun's construction site was affected.
Everyone is forced to stop working.
I heard that Zhang Hengquan has invited many masters in the past few days, but none of them have made good progress.
It was at this time that Xu Qingling set up a stall, set up chess pieces, and counted fortunes not far from the construction site.
100 yuan per time, no money will be taken from those who refuse.
This stall immediately attracted the attention of the workers who were chatting in the greenhouse after work had stopped.
100 yuan is not too little for workers who do physical work on the construction site, but it is not too much to take out.
And most people are still interested in things like fortune telling and metaphysics.
No, someone is still asking Xu Qingling to settle the matter with money. After all, it says on it, no payment is allowed.
As the director of the Fengdu Leave Requesting Department, it is not difficult to see clearly the fate of mortals.
So, after counting several people and making accurate calculations one after another, her reputation spread.
At this moment, a worker patted Zhou Shun on the shoulder.
“Hey, Zhou Shun, that female fortune teller seems to be the one who sent you the letter that day.”
That day, it happened to be this coworker who came to ask Zhou Shun to go out.
Zhou Shun was looking for Xu Qingling these days. When he heard what his coworker said, he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he hurried out, fearing that he would be a step too late, so Xu Qingling left.
When he saw Xu Qingling from a distance, Zhou Shun became even more anxious.
He was barefoot and ran to Xu Qingling's stall regardless of the pain on his feet from sand and small gravels.
I was making anxious gestures before I could even catch my breath.
[You are the girl who sent me the letter that day. 】
【Have you seen Ping An? Can you tell me where he is? I beg you. 】
Zhou Shun gestured, his eyes already turning red.
【I, I kneel down for you. 】
With gestures, Zhou Shun was about to kneel down.
How could Xu Qingling make Zhou Shun kneel down, but one of the reasons why she came here to set up a stall today was for Zhou Shun.
“I do know where Zhou Pingan is.”
Xu Qingling’s words made Zhou Shun’s eyes suddenly brighten.
"The previous letter is indeed from Zhou Ping'an, but...I can't tell you where he is."
"I want to ask you, no matter what the result is, you Everyone wants to know, where is Zhou Ping'an?" Xu Qingling's eyes were cold and cold, as if they could penetrate people's hearts, "Even if that is what you least want to see..."
Zhou Shun was suddenly stunned, as if he had guessed something. The redness in his eyes became even deeper, and even the hand he was gesturing at was trembling slightly.
He didn't even know what expression to make for a while.
It was as if for a moment, the whole person suddenly became quiet.
Xu Qingling didn’t speak either, quietly waiting for his answer.
After a long while, Zhou Shun's red eyes were filled with determination and he nodded heavily.
(End of this chapter)