Metaphysics boss relies on live broadcast fortune telling to earn merit

"Actually, I don't know exactly when the accident happened to him?

At first, the co-workers were talking about why that annoying guy didn’t come to work. Both Lao Song and I thought he went out to sell those funerary objects.

After all, with so many valuable things, if you don’t find more places to sell them, people will definitely be suspicious.

By the time we discovered something was wrong, something had happened to Ouyang Lan. "

Ouyang Jie stopped Tian Wei who was about to get in the car: "Old Tian, ​​let me ask you something. Did you have a conflict with Xiaolan when you were working three days ago?"

Tian Wei looked puzzled: "No, we all know his relationship with you and treat him as our junior. How can we quarrel with him?"

"This is strange. He called me three days ago and said he was in a bad mood. He stopped coming to the construction site these days.

I thought he might be tired at the time, so I didn't ask any more questions, but it's been several days now, and not only has he not come to the construction site, he can't even make calls on his cell phone.

Okay, you go back first. If he comes to the construction site, let me know on the phone. "

Seeing that Ouyang Jie was about to leave, Tian Wei subconsciously blurted out: "Boss, why don't you and I go to his place to have a look before the work is over? If anything happens, we can still take care of each other."

Ouyang Jie thought he was right: "I'll call you when I get off work."

Old Song, who was squatting behind the car and listening to the whole story, disapproved of his actions: "Old Tian, ​​you are stupid. Judging from the foreman's performance, Ouyang Lan definitely didn't tell him about the treasures dug out.

If this matter is discovered in the future, Ouyang Lan will be the first to suspect you. Will you still be able to eat good things on the construction site? "

Of course Tian Wei understood the pros and cons. He handed out the cigarette in his hand: "I understand everything you said. I just feel panicked and want to go over and have a look."

Old Song rolled his eyes silently: "Old Tian, ​​you have been a coward all your life, and you didn't sell those treasures as soon as you saw them.

Let me tell you secretly, I have already found a buyer for the ones Ouyang Lan gave me. Do you know how much they paid? "

Seeing no one around him, he stretched out his fingers and counted: "Let me tell you, with this money, I don't have to worry about my son's marriage.

For the sake of us being friends, I would like to warn you that it is better to get rid of these things as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams. "

While the two were talking, Ouyang Jie ran over in a hurry: "Old Tian, ​​get in the car quickly, something happened to Xiao Lan."

In the car, Ouyang Jie briefly described what happened: "Xiaolan's landlord called me just now and said he wanted to come and check on the house, but he couldn't open the door no matter how hard he knocked.

The landlord knew that today's young people like to live a life of reverse day and night, and was afraid that something might happen to him in the house, so he opened the door with a spare key.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xiaolan lying on the ground. The landlord saw that his chest was still heaving, so he called 120. Now he has gone to the hospital with him. "

Along the way, Ouyang Jie was worried. Xiaolan was his cousin's child. If something happened here, how would he explain it to his cousin's family?

After arriving at the hospital, the two of them immediately saw Ouyang Lan still lying on the bed in the emergency room.

When Ouyang Lan saw the two of them, his eyes burst with excitement. He raised his hand with all his strength: "Cousin, I'm here."

Seeing that his nephew was so weak, Ouyang Jie couldn't help but blame him in his tone: "Xiaolan, you are already a grown-up. You don't know how to take care of yourself. Are you playing games all night long again?"

Ouyang Lan didn't answer yes or no. He looked at Tian Wei behind him: "Uncle Tian, ​​please help close the ward door. I have something to say to you."

The simple title of "Uncle Tian" made Ouyang Jie feel like one of my children was just growing up. Having raised Xiaojie for so long, he knew that Xiaojie despised these hard-working workers from the bottom of his heart.

Unexpectedly, a disease actually changed his cognition. From this point of view, it is not a bad thing.

Ouyang Lan was no longer able to guess what his cousin was thinking. He stared at Lao Tian: "Uncle Tian, ​​you must not do anything with those things."

When Tian Wei heard his question, he felt as if dust had fallen to the ground: "Did they inflict the injuries on you?"

"Correct."

Ouyang Jie sat in the middle, looking at this and that. He couldn't figure out what riddle the two of them were playing, but the look in their eyes was too serious, and he was too embarrassed to ask.

Ouyang Lan still has lingering fears: "That day I took the buried objects home and thought about finding some buyers online.

Attracted by the huge wealth, I was still not sleepy at all in the early morning, and kept bargaining with others online.

Just when I was about to go to the toilet, several men wearing ancient clothes suddenly appeared next to me.

Their attire was very different. Most of them were burly men wearing armor. I also saw murderous intent in their resolute eyes. "

Before Ouyang Lan could react, he was pushed to the ground by this group of strange people. They forcibly took off his clothes and put him in the same clothes as theirs.

Then, a man whose face could not be seen clearly came out. From the respect of the people around him, it could be seen that he was the leader of this group of people.

The man patted Ouyang Lan with his sword and shook his head dissatisfied: "This man is too thin, but he sincerely wants to join us, so let him stay at the bottom."

“After saying this, the leader disappeared, and the man closest to me pressed the back of my neck and disappeared.

Then, the clothes on my body changed back.

I wanted to pick up the phone on the table and call for help, but found that I couldn't get up. I shouted as hard as I could, but my voice couldn't be heard outside.

Seeing that all the simple methods didn't work, I thought about crawling directly to the door. The first few steps went smoothly. When I was almost at the door, a mysterious force suddenly appeared and made me unable to continue.

I would just stay at the door and hope someone would come find me if they noticed I wasn't at work. "

"During the three days of being immobilized, all kinds of comments kept coming to my ears."

"It turns out that we were in such pain when we were waiting to die. Now I really feel sorry for my former self."

"He is much better than us. At least he is not in the coffin. We scratched the coffin and it was covered in blood."

"Actually, he is worse off than us. We are trapped in a coffin, have less air to breathe, die quickly, and suffer less torture. This is not necessarily the case for him."

"I don't know how many days they will last. I hope he can last a little longer. It would be too miserable to die of thirst or starvation while alive."

“These past few days, I was almost desperate. When the landlord showed up, I felt like I saw a god.

Uncle Tian, ​​did you and Uncle Song encounter anything strange? "