After saying that, the woman withdrew her hand and turned to the crystal ball in the box. "It's still too few... need more!"
Walking out of the room, two men stood outside the door, one of whom was holding the same crystal ball as in the room, and the other man actually held a head in his hand. "Boss, this won't work. If we want more souls, we must do the same as last time-"
Before we finished speaking, the woman glared at him fiercely.
"What last time? Have I done anything?"
The man quickly lowered his head, thinking that this might not be enough to relieve the boss, so he simply knelt down. "Boss, please forgive me. I was foolish and said the wrong thing. I have never done anything. These are all things we have to do."
"I don't want to be retribution after death. These are all voluntary, aren't you?"
The two men knelt down together and kowtowed respectfully.
"Yes, these are all voluntary and have nothing to do with the boss lady."
The woman snorted coldly and left.
The two men raised their heads, their faces covered in sweat. What kind of ability does this short and seemingly weak woman have that scares them like this.
Walking out of the club, the woman looked up at the sky in the city.
No matter what happened in this city, everything will be restored to its original state...
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When I woke up, I had many more commissions. These corpses, like those before, reappeared in the place of death the next day after being sent away.
This incident has attracted the attention of local police, but the police said they can do nothing.
There is really no way. So many people died suddenly, and even the forensic doctor could not find out the reason. More importantly, these corpses became very strange. In the eyes of the police, this is somewhat superstitious. It is better to find a Feng Shui master than to solve it by asking the police to solve it.
Just when the local area was about to fall into chaos, several guests suddenly came to revoke the commission.
The reason is: the body has been buried normally and no other abnormalities have occurred.
Why are they buried normally? Didn’t it mean that these corpses would be left in the place where they died and could not be taken away?
"What the hell is going on?" Zhang Hao grabbed the last guest who was about to leave and asked, "Is it just happened?"
"Yes... I have been sent to the grave for two consecutive days, but I will come back early the next morning. We sent it last night, but we haven't come back yet. We went to the grave to see that there was no sign of the coffin being opened, so we should be buried normally... Hey, what's going on? Why are there so many people in trouble?"
If our family suddenly dies, they may not be able to accept this fact. But when many people experience this situation, in addition to grief, living people will also do their best to protect themselves and ensure that they are not the next unlucky person.
"Can we go and have a look?"
"Yes, please see what else we need to prepare behind us. We are really scared. If the body comes out one day..."
Earing her words, she seemed to plan to suppress it.
The family who used to spend time with each other day now has to reach the point of suppression. It's so pitiful... and sad.
Zhang Hao explained to the people in the store for a few words, and then followed him to the cemetery.
It is said to be a cemetery, but in fact it is just a small pit temporarily dug in my own field. "Because of this matter, everyone in my family opposed letting my old man enter the ancestral grave... He was almost alive, but this happened. I really had no choice but to make someone dig a pit here, at least it is closer to the ancestral grave..."
It's close to the ancestral grave, but it is indeed not in the ancestral grave. This is the result of the compromise between the two sides.
Zhang Hao took out a talisman, wrote the name and date of birth of the deceased, then lit it with a lighter, and muttered something in his mouth.
The woman didn't know what Zhang Hao was going to do or what she could help, so she took two steps back to minimize her presence so as not to hinder him.
After reading a few words, Zhang Hao suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
"Get up!"
Suddenly, the wind was raging around, and the woman was extremely frightened. She fell to the ground with her hands tightly hugged her head. Zhang Hao's eyes searched eagerly around.
However, Zhang Hao's brows became tighter and tighter, not because he found something, but because he had nothing to do.
The soul-suming talisman he had just cast failed to summon the man's soul!
This spell was taught to him by Yan Jun himself a few days ago. No matter where his soul is, even if he has crossed the Naihe Bridge and is ready to be reincarnated, he can be summoned back.
But no matter how hard Zhang Hao tried just now, he could not attract the soul of that person.
This means that either the man has been reincarnated or his soul has completely disappeared and his soul has disappeared.
Zhang Hao didn't know how to tell the woman the result, so he could only turn back and say to her: "I'll go back first. You can bury it first. It's okay, don't be afraid anymore, he won't come out again."
After returning to the inn, Zhang Hao immediately sent a letter to the underworld, asking whether the man had been reincarnated or not.
However, the reply from the bullhead and horse face made Zhang Hao's heart sink to the bottom.
"This person has never been to the underworld, and the life and death book shows that his life has not ended... Even though he is dead in the world, the life and death book still shows that he is still alive. We are also looking for the reason."
The person is dead, but the life and death book is still alive. The soul completely disappears, and the body seems to be trapped by some vicious and strange magic.
The only possibility that Zhang Hao could think of was that someone used vicious and evil spells to pull the souls of these people out of their bodies.
The souls that were pulled away may think that they and their bodies are still alive, but in fact, the body and soul have been separated and that soul can no longer be found.
Perhaps, that soul has been used.
Yes, it's use.
Now, this is the only word that can be thought of in Zhang Hao’s mind.
The people behind the scenes' indifference to life are shocking. These living people will always lose the opportunity to be reincarnated, and may even disappear before they realize what is happening.
And their families will suffer endless torture.
Zhang Hao instinctively felt that this matter might be related to that matter... After returning to the inn, there were still crowds of people here, but most of the people who came this time came to revoke the application.
Revoking the application undoubtedly reduced the workload of the inn, but Fatty Wang and the others were not happy.
Strange things happened inexplicably and disappeared inexplicably.
They don't know how to deal with it, nor do they know what exactly happened.
"Old Zhang, did you discover something just now?"
Zhang Hao wanted to speak, but seeing so many relatives present, he felt that those words were difficult to speak, so he could only sit down and handle the work first.
It was not until almost evening that several people finally had some free time.
Fatty Wang went to the kitchen to get some food, brought a large pot of fried rice to the dining table, and also took a big spoon to share with everyone.
Fatty Wang also served him a portion, and then sat down and started eating silently.
It's really not his fault, he has worked hard these two days. He was a chatterbox, and he had to pretend to be serious because of his work, and he had to sit down for almost the whole day and had no chance to eat. Now that I can finally eat, Fatty Wang naturally said nothing, and he would stuff it into his mouth first.
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While Zhang Hao looked at the fry, he had no appetite.
He really didn't know what to say.
"If you don't know how to tell us, then don't say it. If you tell us what to do, we will do it." Zhang Qilin said, "If you are tired, just be tired, but we don't want you to carry all the pressure on your shoulders."
Zhang Qilin didn't talk much, but he suddenly said such thoughtful words today. He felt a little numb and quickly lowered his head to have a meal.
Hao Xie suddenly spoke, "Let me guess, is this incident related to that mysterious cloak?"
Zhang Hao smiled helplessly. "You are always so keen, and you suddenly notice something is wrong." "Tell me, we have to take responsibility together this time, don't carry it alone." Hao Xie's words revealed firmness.
The others at the dinner table couldn't help but turn their attention to Zhang Hao. "I...I don't know what to say. My family members were there just now. If those words were said, they might be another kind of harm to them." Zhang Hao seemed a little embarrassed.
Hao Xie frowned slightly when he heard this. He noticed that Zhang Hao used "attack" rather than "strike", which meant that things might be more serious than he thought.
"The life and death book of the Yinsi shows that their lifespan has not ended, but their souls cannot be found in the world... I guess, it may be that someone used some vicious spell to force their souls to peel them off from their bodies. The body thought it was alive, but the souls disappeared forever. It took two or three days for those who "dead" to realize that they were 'dead', so they did not go home again." Zhang Hao's tone was very calm, but it made people shudder in his ears.
The body still thinks that it is not dead? So is it considered dead or not? Hao Xie put down his job and looked ugly. Although this matter has nothing to do with him, it makes people feel creepy if you listen to it.
"Then...what should those people do? What are the plans for the underworld?" Hao Xie asked.
"Their life span can only be artificially changed to an end. Their half-life life was stolen by an unknown murderer, and we had no clue at all. This made me feel very frustrated." Zhang Hao rarely admits defeat in such a thing, but his words are enough to prove how helpless and angry this matter is. "So, is our current enemy the one who steals his life?" Zhang Qilin had finished his meal and packed his dishes and said, "Are you really ready to fight against an enemy who has no idea about the underworld?"
This sentence made everyone present silent. Yes, what should they do when facing such a powerful enemy?
That night, everyone was not talking much, so they threw the dishes into the kitchen after dinner, and let the cold umbrella that had been eaten to wash the dishes. This is not to isolate the cold umbrella related to this matter, but everyone wants to tell him in this way: We have not isolate you, you see, you should still use you as before.
That night, everyone seemed to have insomnia.
The next morning, Zhang Hao went downstairs and saw three notes on the table. "Old Han, my third uncle has something to ask me for. I'm leaving for two days. Thank you for your hard work." This is what Hao Xie left behind, with beautiful handwriting, and it's obvious that it's his style. "Old Han, Fatty Master, I'm going to see a few old friends! I haven't seen you for a long time, I'll go have a beer!" This must have been left by Fatty Wang. You can imagine how he was talking when he was talking.
The last note only has one sentence: "If you have something to do, go out for a few days." No need to think about it, it must be left by Zhang Qilin.
Zhang Hao searched on the table and confirmed that there was no fourth note. At this time, there was movement behind. "It's time to eat." Han umbrella came out of the kitchen with a pot of porridge, and she was wearing an apron.
He looks "virtuous". The cold underworld killer is now wearing an apron to cook for himself, which makes Zhang Hao feel both absurd and funny. But the current situation really made him unable to laugh, and in the end the expression on his face could only stay in a state of smiling but not smiling, which seemed a little weird. "I know they are leaving, and they all came to say hello to me." Hanshan said. "What did they say?" Zhang Hao asked.
"Brother Haoxie said, 'Han Umbrella, my third uncle is looking for me. I want to go home. You take good care of Zhang Hao.' Brother Fat said, 'Little San San, I want to meet a few friends to talk about the past. You should be at home obediently.' The brother said, 'If you have something to go out, don't worry about it.'"
It's indeed their style. Han Um seemed afraid that he would convey it wrongly. After pursing his lips for two or three minutes, he added: "Well, that's what I said, I didn't convey it wrongly."
Zhang Hao smiled and walked over to take the bowl from his hand, returned to the dining table and said, "It's okay, they may need some time to think about it. After all, this is not a trivial matter."
Faced with such an enemy, even if they retreated, Zhang Hao would not have any complaints. He would even feel relieved - fortunately, I didn't force them into a dead end.
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Hao Xie took a car for a day and finally arrived at the city where Uncle San is.
I don’t know what big moves my third uncle is going to do this time, but he actually came to this small southern town with a few friends, as if he was secretly preparing to set up a certain tomb. But these have nothing to do with Hao Xie. "Uncle San, have you found out what you found when I gave you the stone last time?" Hao Xie asked.
Uncle San's expression was a little serious, and he asked back, "I'll ask you first, how did you get this stone? Why did you have such a thing? What have you encountered recently?"
Hao Xie was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to respond to Uncle San's words. In this brief silence, Uncle San concluded that Hao Xie must have been involved in an extremely dangerous plan.
"I warn you, if your father gives you to me, I have to be responsible for your safety. I don't care about your nonsense before, but this time, you have to listen to me and stay away from the stone and its owner."
Uncle San becomes more and more excited as he speaks, and Haoxie's curiosity is completely aroused. He really couldn't figure out what kind of stone it was that could make the knowledgeable third uncle so nervous, and even use threats to prevent him from getting close.
"Uncle San, you have to tell me what that is, right? If I run away without knowing anything, wouldn't that be too shameless?" (End of this chapter)