Thinking of Jin Guan Zhang standing up and saying his own dream

  Zha Wenbin calculated slightly: "Director Jin, the feng shui pattern of this place was originally suitable for a funeral home. Introducing water from the city and turning it into a dragon is a clever move. I didnt think someone would ruin it. To break such an evil spirit, only the aura of the dragon and phoenix can do it!"

  The director of the Golden Hall now completely regarded Cha Wenbin as a lifesaver, hastily stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying: "Please, sir, teach me!"

  Cha Wenbin smiled and said: "Its not that its not difficult, Im afraid that in the future, Jin Guanzhang will have one more profession."

  "What profession?"

  "Farmer!"

  "Please enlighten me, sir!"

  Cha Wenbin nodded, a group of people were curiously staring at him. Cha Wenbin took a step forward and pointed to a small hill in front of the office: "Whats that land for?"

  Director Jin looked in that direction: "Mr. has good eyesight, that piece of land is said to be a treasure trove, I was originally planning to make it a public cemetery"

  Zha Wenbin shook his head: "If you use that land as a cemetery, according to the current feng shui, Im afraid bad luck will come even faster! If you build a cemetery, both inside and outside are surrounded by yin energy. This place of yours, its not just about being haunted, lightly youll lose your own life, heavily your whole family will die!" The word "die", Zha Wenbin said particularly heavily...

  Jin Guanzhang immediately knelt down and begged: "Master Qiu, save me!"

  Zha Wenbin helped Director Jin to a seat, indicating that he should sit down. Director Jin was originally making money from the dead and was already very sensitive in his heart. After hearing this, he was now scared to the point where his legs were trembling like sieves.

  Zha Wenbin continued: "That piece of land is flat and open, several miles around, called Luofeng Slope. If Director Jin finds some people to plant some Chinese parasol trees there, it can attract phoenixes, using the phoenixs energy to suppress this places yin evil energy, which would be more than enough. Nowadays, I dont know if the phoenix will come or not, but first lets release some roosters inside, remember, these roosters even if they die in the future, cannot be eaten, can only be buried properly!"

  Director Jin is now like a chicken pecking at rice, making Cha Wenbin remember it firmly, and he cant wait to find someone to handle it immediately. This is simply a living god!

  "Thank you, sir, for saving my life. May I ask your honorable name?"

  Director Zhao, who was standing aside, had also listened with great admiration. He looked down on this nouveau riche from the bottom of his heart and chuckled: "Who is he? His name is Cha Wenbin, the orthodox leader of the Tian Dao sect, holder of the ancestral seal of Mao Shan. Youve met a living god!"

  Cha Wenbin glared at Director Zhao, who turned his face away and shut his mouth.

  Jin Guanzhang heard that it was the head of the family, and he knelt down again. He came up with a three-bow nine-knock, Cha Wenbin couldnt stop him no matter how hard he tried, and could only watch Zhao Suozhang laughing on the other side, shaking his head and sighing.

  In the evening, Principal Jin took three people to the county town to have a meal. Cha Wenbin said he was a vegetarian, so Principal Jin specially found a vegetarian restaurant and arranged for everyone to sit down.

  Using tea instead of wine, everyone took turns toasting and chatting with Cha Wenbin. After eating half, Principal Jin asked about the car matter: "Sir, is that car really haunted?"

  Cha Wenbin nodded "Its better not to drive that car, it will definitely cause big trouble!" As soon as he finished speaking, Principal Jins mobile phone rang loudly, indicating that he should answer the call. He went outside the door, leaving three people eating.

  Just then, Director Jin rushed in and shouted: "Sir, somethings wrong! Somethings happened!"

  Everyone heard a shout and put down their bowls and chopsticks, looking at Principal Jin rushing in hastily.

  "Oh no, somethings happened!"

  "Whats going on?" Zhao asked as he stood up.

  "That car has broken down! Mr. said it was hit, and that car really broke down!"

  "Wait, dont be in a hurry, speak slowly!"

  "A manager called in to report that a car had crashed and many people were killed! The details are still unknown, he wants me to rush over there!"

  Zha Wenbin stood up, picked up his clothes "What are you waiting for? Lets go together!"

  The group of people finished settling their accounts and hastily got on the carriage, led by Director Jin, and soon left the county town.

  After seven or eight turns, we arrived at a fork in the road. There were already traffic police on the scene, and an ambulance was transporting the injured. JJ took a look and saw that it was a vehicle from the Transportation Management Office, so he went over to say hello. It turned out that Director Jin was the person in charge of the vehicle, and he was detained on the spot.

  "I am the director of the county funeral home, how can you deduct me?"

  The traffic police said: "A major traffic accident has occurred. Currently, four deaths have been confirmed. Director Jin may need to go to the bureau to make a record."

  Zha Wenbin heard that four people had died and immediately went to ask what had happened.

  The traffic police officer took a glance and said: "Not convenient to answer"

  At this time, Director Zhao came up and took out his ID: "I am from the Provincial Transportation Management Office, and I am also a friend of Director Jin. Comrade, please tell me whats going on?"

  As soon as he heard it was a provincial leader, JJ changed his tone: "According to the drivers recollection, preliminary judgment, this large passenger car was going to be taken to the repair factory for maintenance, empty, at this intersection, a farm three-wheeled vehicle suddenly came out from the left side, all four people on the three-wheeled vehicle died, according to their ID cards, these four people were a family, and now we are notifying their relatives, alas, an entire family was gone!"

  Cha Wenbin also felt a pang in his heart and asked again: "Do you know where this family is from?"

  "Look! The village head of Wangzhuang is on his way!"

  As soon as he heard the two words "Wang Zhuang", Cha Wenbin plopped down onto the ground.

  Wang Zhuang, still Wang Zhuang, Old Master Wang, He Laos wife, Zhang Jia old lady, plus this family of four, exactly seven people! I was thinking about finding a car and coming up with a solution, why did something happen just when I found it?

  Cha Wenbin felt a sense of fear towards the Tao for the first time, even though he had some abilities and dared to defy heaven and fight against it. But could he really win? What else could this Taoist do besides performing rituals and reading feng shui? His daughter was gone, seven lives were lost in Wangzhuang Village, and he was so powerless. He knew the problem but couldnt do anything about it. Was it really true that fate couldnt be changed? He sank into a deep sense of defeat.

  Before long, the village chief also arrived with a tractor. Seeing He Lao and Cha Wenbin were there, he didnt bother to greet them. After taking a look at the tragic scene of the car accident, he shook his head and told JJ that this family had been completely wiped out, not a single relative left, so the village would take care of the aftermath.

  The driver was also injured and was sent to the hospital by ambulance. Director Jin followed JJ back to make a record, and the village chief agreed to go to the village the next day to discuss the aftermath. Director Zhao took Wenbin and He Lao back to Wangzhuang.

  All the way, the three people were silent and few words. Zhao also lost the excitement he had when he first came, and he was used to seeing car accidents, but it was the first time he saw such a miserable one today:

  There were four people on the tricycle: a man, a woman, an old man and a little girl. The little girl was crushed under the wheel and couldnt be seen anymore. The man was thrown more than 20 meters away, the woman was pressed under the tricycle with one of the wheels stuck in her neck, almost severing it. The old man lay beside his granddaughter, one leg already severed from his body... The blood was like when pigs are slaughtered, everywhere was red...

  The next morning, the entire Wang Village was in an uproar. The deceased family also had the surname Wang; the mans name was Wang Weiguo. His whole family had gone to his wifes hometown for dinner. Their daughter was only 6 years old, and they also had an 8-year-old son who happened to be unwell that day and didnt go. Everyone gathered in front of Wang Weiguos house. The bodies were still lying in the funeral home, but someone had to take care of things here. In this village of 10 households, 8 were relatives. They held a small meeting and recommended that the village head represent the Wang family to handle the aftermath. Director Zhao sold his personal feelings and volunteered to go, bringing along Old He and Cha Wenbin. The four of them rushed straight to the county town.

  The director of the gold hall is also a godly figure, last night he made a record and went back to his hometown, knowing that he had to deal with the accident the next day, so he arrived at the jj team early, just in time to meet a few people again, going inside to take a look, the driver was caught by the hospital and brought to the police station last night, this matter must have someone come out to take responsibility

  The county head called over quite a few leaders from the county, and when the village head saw them, he thought to himself, "Wow, these big shots who are rarely seen all year round have all shown up today. I suppose its best to listen to what they have to say first."

  Arrived at the conference room, Captain JJ presided over the meeting. The county leader mentioned a major accident and that higher authorities were also paying close attention, so they came to observe. In reality, everyone knew this was just to support Director Jin. With the addition of Director Zhao, it almost became a casual gathering of leaders. Even the village head, who held a minor position, didnt dare speak up when seeing such a large group of leaders. The proposal from Team JJ was to compensate 50,000 yuan for one life lost, with the money coming from the county funeral home. The aftermath would be handled by the funeral home, and the driver would be detained for 15 days. They asked for everyones opinions.

  The village chief naturally didnt dare to speak first, and the JJ team leader asked Director Jin again. Director Jin naturally said that everything would be mediated by Team Leader JJ. The team leader saw that everyone had no objection, so he said, "Alright, lets do it this way. Everyone will have lunch together in the afternoon and sign the contract. This matter is considered settled."

  At that time, 500,000 yuan was not a small amount, for rural people, it was already an astronomical figure, but when everyone thought it was over, there was one person who disagreed!

  "A life for 50,000 yuan? What about the 8-year-old child who has lost both parents, how will they survive?"

  The captain of the traffic police saw this was a new face and thought he was a representative from the village: "Comrade, speak your mind!"

  Zha Wenbin looked at Director Jin and said, "One life is worth 150,000 yuan in compensation. All expenses for raising this child until the age of 18 will be borne by the funeral home. The funeral expenses for four people will also be borne by the funeral home. Director Jin, do you agree or not?"

  "1.5 million?" The meeting room suddenly became lively, in that era, a household with an annual income of 10,000 yuan was already impressive, and the countys total financial revenue was only tens of millions per year. This guy opened his mouth and asked for 1.5 million for one life, totaling 6 million, plus living expenses. Before Principal Jin could speak, a leader in charge of civil affairs disagreed: "Comrade, your request is too high! The jj team also handles things according to national regulations!"

  Cha Wenbin pretended not to hear and stared at Dean Jin again: "Will you agree or not?"

  Director Jins forehead was already sweating profusely, and this man had been dining with him just yesterday. How could he turn against him today? 600,000 yuan! The funeral home didnt even make that much in a year! As he looked into Cha Wenbins staring eyes, a sense of inexplicable fear welled up inside him. After all, he was making money from the dead, and Director Jin couldnt shake off the feeling of guilt. Especially after yesterdays incident, Director Jin gritted his teeth: "Alright, Ill do as you say!"

  The scene was in an uproar again, Captain JJ had handled so many accidents, but had never encountered such a large compensation amount before, and asked another question: "Director Jin, did you really do as he said?"

  The director of the Golden Hall nodded: "Do it like that!"

  After listening, Cha Wenbin stood up and was about to leave the door. Director Zhao and Old He also got up and followed him out. A group of people were left staring at each other with wide eyes. One director asked Director Jin: "Old Jin, whats that persons background?"

  "What a godsend!"

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