dead child, ghost carrying coffin

As soon as Liao Ping finished speaking, there was a vaguely painful scream from afar.

The roar was full of resentment.

Chang Baye is the most sensitive to Yin and evil spirits, and immediately became vigilant after hearing this.

Big eyes stared at the outside of the car through the windshield without blinking.

"Little, little mister, it's really haunted!"

"How about...how about letting the little bastard collect the dirty things first, and then let's go over..."

Chang Baye wanted to say, "Why don't we take a detour", but he realized something was wrong before he could say it.

I almost committed the crime of disrespect!

Anyone in the world can make detours and give way, except that the best people are not allowed.

King's Landing, Jiangshan, and all things are subject to surrender, so it is natural to open a road and build a bridge when encountering water, so there is no reason to avoid others!

Hearing that Ba Ye Chang asked him to catch ghosts, Chen Daji was overjoyed.

"Boss, Boss, Eighth Master said so, then let's..."

Hua Jiunan shook his head lightly.

"There are too many people here, and if ordinary people see it, it will cause turmoil."

"It's easy to talk about, leave it to the old man." Qian Duoduo, as an inspector of the special department in Yuhang, is of course familiar with dealing with supernatural events.

Dangyouyou got out of the car, and it was a "vernacular" to stop a traffic policeman who was maintaining traffic order.

After showing his ID to the other party, he successfully tricked him into a walkie-talkie.

After tuning to the special frequency and explaining a few words, he returned to the car with a smile.

"It's done!"

"Let's wait a while, someone will clear the place in less than half an hour!"

Facts have proved that China's organizational and mobilization capabilities are indeed the strongest.

The chaotic road was cleared away in less than half an hour.

After doing all this, the staff just saluted the old taxi from a distance, and then stood guard a hundred meters away.

"Fuck, this is so cool!" Looking at the straight and straight Shenzhou military police with live ammunition in the distance, Chen Daji looked yearning.

While sighing, he got out of the car, took the little ghost and the "little fascist" together, and returned a nondescript military salute.

That way, he looked very much like a puppet army who was kicked to the side of the road by the regular army and had to make up for his smile because he was in the way...

"Boss, can we go catch ghosts now?"

"Let's go together!" Hua Jiunan led a few people up the overpass on foot, and sure enough, he saw a bloody figure standing in the middle of the road, smiling miserably at them.

Several times I wanted to rush over, but was firmly locked by several black air.

The other end of the black air is tightly connected to a bridge pier.

With Chen Daji's level of negligence, after seeing this evil spirit, he lost the interest in catching it back and raising it for play.

Without it, it's disgusting!

It's just a puddle of wriggling rotten meat!

There are also a lot of messy things such as clods and weeds mixed in the middle of the meat.

Hua Jiunan frowned slightly: "Putting a pile?!"

"Isn't the bridge newly built? Why are there still people doing this kind of thing now!!"

Pile driving:

The ancients believed that any large-scale construction would definitely destroy the local Feng Shui and offend the ghosts and gods in the dark.

Therefore, there will always be frequent accidents during construction, and in severe cases, there will be countless casualties, and even the construction cannot be carried out smoothly.

In order to solve similar problems, Lu Ban, the patriarch of the world's craftsman, developed this cruel secret technique: driving piles.

The detailed content is recorded in the "Book of Luban", so playing piles is also called Luban piles.

Generally speaking, ancient craftsmen had to perform sacrifices before starting construction.

If it is a small house on a small bridge, small road, the slaughter of chickens and sheep can be carried out smoothly.

But if it is a building that will change the local luck and feng shui, it must be controlled by the soul of life.

If "human sacrifice" is not carried out, then various unforeseen events will inevitably occur when the construction starts.

In the slightest, people are injured, and in severe cases, they die, and this is used as a "sacrifice".

Because the sacrificial process is so cruel that it is appalling, the sacrifices are mostly kept secret and unknown to the public.

Only people who have been engaged in architecture or Fengshui in the past dynasties have heard of it until today.

These "sacrifices" of piles can only be released unless the guarded buildings disappear or someone replaces them...

Similar things are not only found in ancient China, but also in Western, Eastern and other places, but they are called differently.

For example, it is called "Renzhuli" in island countries, and "Zhuling" in the West.

Even in today's modern society, some countries still use it, but the means are more subtle.

For details, please refer to the "Shiyue Shipwreck Incident" that occurred in 2014.

In order to prevent some impatients from saying that I have too many words, readers can search for relevant content by themselves.

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After hearing Hua Jiunan's explanation, Chen Daji couldn't help being stunned.

"Damn, what the fuck, Boss, why are you so ruthless?!"

"The guy in front of me is so ugly, isn't it a miserable death?!"

Hua Jiunan nodded slightly.

"The essence of "Book of Luban" has been lost, and modern people use it only for superficiality."

"For example, this unlucky guy seems to have been crushed with a mixer and poured into the pier with reinforced concrete..."