I Am In The Mahayana Period And Will Enter My First Year Of College This Year.

Zhang Mengmeng has been dependent on her mother Li Rong since she was a child.

Li Rong opened a small restaurant and worked hard to raise her children alone.

Zhang Mengmeng is also very motivated. In addition to helping her mother with work every day, she also studies hard in her free time.

Every time she takes the final exam, she gets first place in her grade.

However, something unexpected happened. In the most critical year of her senior year in high school, Zhang Mengmeng was diagnosed with leukemia.

In order to help her daughter treat her illness, Li Rong spent all her savings and owed a lot of money to others.

But this disease is like a bottomless pit. Not only is there no improvement, chemotherapy also requires a lot of money.

The day before yesterday, someone came to the door and wanted to take away the small restaurant where the mother and daughter relied on for survival.

Zhang Mengmeng blamed herself very much and suffered a lot, thinking that she had harmed her mother.

She wanted to leave this world so that she would not be a burden to her mother.

But my mother owed so much debt for herself. If she was gone, my mother might not be able to survive.

Zhang Mengmeng wanted to help her mother pay off the debt before leaving.

As long as she can help her mother, she is willing to do anything!

With this belief in mind, Zhang Mengmeng looked around for ways to make a lot of money.

By chance, she got a tip that a boss was buying a life.

Her family was offered a large sum of money for anyone willing to be put in a sack and buried alive in cement.

Zhang Mengmeng calculated that this money would not only allow her mother to pay off her debts, but also buy a small room in this city.

So, she took the initiative to contact the person who posted the news.

After many twists and turns, Zhang Mengmeng arrived at the construction site.

After escaping from death just now, she understood the value of life.

"Brother, I don't want to die! Wuwu~ I want to live, Wuwu~ I really want to live!"

Zhang Mengmeng's long-repressed emotions burst out like a torrent.

She never thought that one day she would open her heart to a stranger.

It was probably this strange brother who appeared when she needed him most.

"Okay, I promise you." Jiang Fan calmly replied in five words.

"Really?" Zhang Mengmeng left Jiang Fan's arms and stared straight at him with a pair of watery eyes.

"Really." Jiang Fan wiped the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes: "Someone is coming."

A bright light suddenly came over.

Zhang Mengmeng hid behind Jiang Fan like a frightened little white rabbit.

Jiang Fan looked forward.

A few hundred meters away, there was a row of prefabricated houses with a searchlight shining directly on them.

Then, a group of people walked out of the board room.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket with a Chinese character face, who looked quite formidable.

His name is Ma Wang, and he is the general manager of Shenghui Group.

Next to Ma Wang was a man wearing a Tang suit. He had triangular eyes, was very thin, and had a mustache.

This man has a good background. He is Hu Gongbao, a well-known Feng Shui master in southern Hunan Province.

As for the men behind them, all dressed in black suits, they looked like they were from the concierge department.

Soon, a group of people came over in a mighty manner.

Ma Wang looked Jiang Fan up and down: "Who are you?"

"Jiang Fan."

"Jiang Fan?" Ma Wang looked back and said, "Which one of you knows him?"

"do not know."

"do not know."

"do not know."

Everyone in the concierge responded.

Ma Wang withdrew his gaze and pointed forward: "Fork it out for me!"

After saying this, two people from the concierge immediately came out and walked towards Jiang Fan aggressively.

However, the strange thing is that before they took two steps, they suddenly fell to their knees on the ground with a "plop".

Ma Wang was startled: "Ganha! Ganha!"

The two men in suits were also puzzled. One of them complained: "Mr. Ma, I don't know what's going on. I just felt an arrow hit my knee, hiss~"

Ma Wang glanced at the two of them, and then turned his gaze to Jiang Fan, surprised and confused.

It's impossible for Gazi to fall down for no reason. Does the young man in front of him have some special ability?

Jiang Fan's mood showed no fluctuation.

He glanced at the pothole not far away and said calmly: "Do you think driving a raw stake can seal this hole?"

Hearing this, a strange color flashed in Ma Wang's eyes.

Hu Gongbao on the side said: "Boy, do you know your stuff?"

"I understand." Jiang Fan simply replied with two words.

For a Mahayana monk, the art of Kanyu is simply child's play.

I can do everything you can, and I can do what you can’t.

"Who is your master?"

"Qingping Taoist, Qin Zezhi." Jiang Fan seemed to be speaking to himself.

In his short few hundred lives, the only master he respected was this one.

"Qin Zezhi?" Hu Gongbao touched his mustache: "I haven't heard of it."

"Jiang Fan, you said driving piles can't fill this hole. Do you have any idea?" Ma Wang suddenly asked.

This is something he urgently wants to solve!

As the general manager of Shenghui Group, the largest real estate company in southern Hunan, Ma Wang has a wide network of contacts, knows both black and white, and can be considered a prominent figure.

In the spring of this year, he contracted a large project, the construction of Furong Industrial Park in Xingcheng Economic Development Zone.

At the beginning, the whole project went smoothly and the demolition work went very smoothly.

In less than a month, they were all demolished.

However, when laying the foundation, something went wrong.

An open space in the middle of the industrial park suddenly sank in, and a hole about two meters in diameter appeared.

Fortunately, there was no one up there at the time and no one was killed.

Ma Wang didn't pay much attention and asked someone to fill the hole.

But the strange thing is that sixty trucks were pulled back and forth, and nearly two thousand tons of cement were filled.

This hole can’t be filled up enough!

Later, people from the Geological Bureau came to investigate and said that there was an underground river, and all the cement had flowed into the underground river.

As for how to solve it, I have to go back and study it.

Ma Wang couldn't afford to wait.

There was nothing he could do, so he called in the provincial Feng Shui master, Hu Gongbao.

Hu Gongbao took a look at the compass and found that there was a wind vent hidden in the cave, which was bottomless.

So he told Ma Wang that this was a rare lonely wind evil.

The lonely pulse opens its mouth, and the wind sinks into the underworld.

In other words, this opening can lead to the underworld, and it will be useless no matter how much you fill it in.

The only way is to use the vitality of the dying person to draw the stagnant air in the earth veins.

This way the air outlet will be closed.

Then take this opportunity to pour as much cement as you can.

Even if the air outlet will be opened in the future, the cement will have solidified by then and the piles will be completed.

No matter how mysterious the earth evil is, it will abide by certain physical laws and cannot swallow such a large lump of cement.

In this way, the lonely wind can be broken.

Ma Wang naturally believed it, but he encountered a difficult problem.

Where to find someone?

Ma Wang is able to achieve the status he has today, so he is certainly not a soft-hearted person.

But it would be too cruel to bury a person alive under cement.

Therefore, he did not arrest anyone with all his heart.

Instead, he asked someone to post a message on the dark web, offering one million dollars to buy a life.

Whether you like to do it or not is purely voluntary.

Finally, a little girl contacted him, it was Zhang Mengmeng.

Ma Wang liked Zhang Mengmeng very much when he first met him.

This little girl is so smart, well-behaved and obedient.

Using her as a living stake is simply cruel and inhumane!

Ma Wang even wanted to adopt her as his goddaughter and give her one million directly.

But it's too late.

At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, leaders from above will come to inspect the development zone.

Can’t even fill a hole?

What do you mean?

you do this delibrately? Still don’t have the ability to do this job!

The leader will not listen to your explanation.

They will only see that you have left a hole for them.