what is my husband

Wang Pengze stood in front of the elevator, no matter how hard he poked on the elevator button, the elevator was broken.

He looked at the closed elevator door, then turned his head to look in the direction of the stairs.Without further hesitation, he gritted his teeth, hung the camera on his back, and pushed open the door of the safe passage.

There was a howling wind in the stairwell, whining like a woman crying in pain, and the temperature was as low as an [-]-degree air conditioner.

He rushed up to the ninth floor in one breath, took a breath, then took three steps in two, and rushed to the floor where Chang's house was located.Stopping at the safe passage, he was blown down by a gust of wind, and the door of the safe passage slammed, almost hitting him in the face.

Wang Pengze patted his chest to calm himself down, turned over and got up, pushed the door again and rushed out.

Because it is a house on each floor, looking up from the door that was blown away by the wind, you can see the glass scum flying around in the room, circling the young man in the center, as if ready to pounce on him at any time and tear him apart. beast.

Wang Pengze was stunned, the picture in front of him simply violated all science.

Does glass scum have no gravity, and where does the wind come from?And Lu Ting, what is he doing standing in the middle, is he forced or active?

A series of questions did not make him stunned. Wang Pengze covered his face with his hands and ran in, standing in a safe corner and shouting: "Lu Ting!"

Lu Ting couldn't feel the outside world at all, and all his attention was on fighting against the evil spirit.

The evil spirit surrounding it is very fierce, and every time it scratches the skin, there is an indescribable dull pain.But because of Lin Gui's protection, although he was in pain, he was not really injured.

Lin Gui lost his patience: "The rest of them seem to be domineering, but they are actually paper tigers. Lu Ting, go find his weak spots. If you can't see them with your eyes, then use your thoughts."

Wang Pengze followed the prestige, and was surprised to find that there was a third person in this dangerous space!

Almost at the same time as he looked over, the man cast his gaze over and said indifferently, "Go out."

Wang Pengze's family is well-off, and he has seen many high-ranking people, but this is the first time he has seen someone like the diagonally opposite person who can cause an invisible sense of depression after only uttering two words.

Seeing all kinds of people, Wang Pengze immediately realized that he couldn't afford to provoke men, but he was worried about Lu Ting.

"I……"

Lin Gui's eyes became cold, and Wang Pengze's legs became weak from the cold, so he ran away with the camera in his arms.

Lu Ting was immersed in consciousness, his mind went blank, and the glass debris in his ear collided with each other, making a crackling sound.Gradually, footsteps sounded so close that he almost didn't need to think about it, he was just sure that the person was Lin Gui.

The man was with him in the center of the vortex formed by the evil spirit. Two cold fingers pressed Lu Ting's temples. The soft coolness was like the spring wind hitting a glacier, instantly melting the solid frost.

In their blank minds, their current situation finally emerged.

Most of the evil spirit that had been sucked away was struggling violently, like a boa constrictor trapping a person, and then slowly tightened to strangle him to death.What is the deadly point of the snake?seven inches.

Lin Gui's lips pressed against Lu Ting's ears, and the wet and cold breath penetrated along the pinnae, making it itchy.

Just as he was about to dodge, the man grabbed the young man's shoulder with a little more strength: "Now, put your consciousness farther away, and carefully look for your target in the room."

There is a miniature version of himself in Lu Ting's mind, which is the embodiment of his self-awareness, or divine consciousness.

Mini Lu Ting is like a little detective with a magnifying glass, looking for the hidden source of evil spirit in the world copied by consciousness.

There is no problem with the general situation of Chang's family, and there are no decorations or items that can cause evil spirits in the house.So he changed his mind and turned to observe the main structure of the house.

After measuring the whole house step by step along the base line, Lu Ting finally found the problem.

On the door of Chang Huasheng's bedroom, there is also a door, a small door that pet cats and dogs can enter and exit.

Open the small door, put your hand in, there is a weak air flow through your fingertips.It is very smart, it does not show its whereabouts, but slowly spreads itself along the wall, and then wraps the whole home.

Lu Ting opened his eyes, and the yin energy around him spread out, like a huge net that gathered the evil energy surrounding it, and then swallowed it quickly, and the glass scum hanging in the air fell to the ground.The remaining fish that escaped the net were frightened and fled towards the bedroom.

He chased after him, stopped at the door of Chang Huasheng's bedroom, and kicked open the pet door with his toe.

The size of the door opening was a bit weird, and it was a bit smaller than the pet doors he had seen on the Internet before.

Seeing him staring at the door for a long time without making a sound, Lin Gui rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes and reminded, "Wen Gongchi."

Lu Ting's eyes lit up, and he gestured twice for the door opening with his hands. He remembered that the ancient book mentioned that the doors and windows of ancient mansions were calculated according to the meter.Wen Gongchi is one foot, four inches and one point, and is divided into eight divisions based on life, old age, sickness, and death: wealth, illness, separation, righteousness, official, harm, and origin.

Each of the eight grids has good or bad luck. Generally speaking, the area of ​​the mansion and the length of doors and windows should be on the auspicious characters.

Lu Ting does not have a Wen meter in his hand, but he remembers the length of each word in all Wen meters.So I used my mobile phone to find an online ruler and measured the length of the pet door, which was a little more than 14.7 cm.

The corresponding character is disease, and in more detail, this length indicates loneliness.

The door is a very important thing, through which people and people come in and out.But if there is a problem with the length of the door itself, the airflow in and out will change in quality and gradually become evil.

If evil grows into weather and sees blood again, there will definitely be casualties in this family.

What happened to Huang Fengjiao is the best proof.

Lu Ting couldn't believe that who would do this kind of thing so badly, so he immediately called Chang Huasheng and asked straight to the point: "Where is the toolbox at home?"

Chang Huasheng was a little confused when he was asked such a question suddenly, and subconsciously replied: "In the kitchen."

There was everything in the toolbox in the kitchen. Lu Ting picked up a hammer that was in his hand, and smashed it hard towards the pet door. When the door was broken, the residual evil spirit hidden in it was also released.

It wanted to fight back unwillingly, and it was about to climb up to Lu Ting's ankle, and a thorny vine came to wrap it around and tighten it.Those sharp thorns pierced, smashed and absorbed the clusters of evil spirits.

Lin Gui pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lu Ting wanted to laugh because of the rare happy expression on his face, and felt that the little uncle was not cruel at all, just like a big cat that was full.I almost didn't wash my face and lick my paws again.

For some reason, an inappropriate image of Little Sprout taking a bath appeared in his mind.

cute.

Lu Ting cleared his throat, lowered his head and put the hammer away, and when he returned to the living room with the toolbox in hand, the atmosphere in the living room was completely different from the gloomy one before. The sun shone in, making the whole room warm.

With the sound of cicadas singing, Lu Ting kicked away the glass debris on the ground and left Chang's house.

"Are you all right?" As soon as Lu Ting went out, Wang Pengze grabbed his arm tightly. Lu Ting hurriedly pushed his hand away and found an excuse, "I'm dirty."

"It's okay." Wang Pengze asked, "You're not injured, are you? What happened just now? It scared me to death."

Lu Ting was not sure whether Chang Huasheng wanted outsiders to know about his family's affairs, so he changed the subject abruptly: "Why are you here?"

Wang Pengze licked his lips, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said, "I checked your whereabouts, and thought you were here to deal with the big liar named Ming, so I followed."

"This is not the Ming family." Lu Ting paused after speaking, "But there is something that you really need to do."

Wang Pengze's eyes were bright: "Just say it."

"Let's chat while walking." Lu Ting walked towards the elevator, and the elevator, which had been broken, returned to normal after the evil spirit was removed.Wang Pengze didn't care about this, and listened intently to Lu Ting's explanation of the master's deception, and he didn't even notice when the strange man who was with Lu Ting disappeared.

The story is not long, and it can be summed up clearly in a few sentences. Wang Pengze exploded on the spot after hearing it, "My mother was unlucky at the time, it must be him who did it!"

"It's hard to say." Lu Ting said, "Only he knows."

Wang Pengze vowed to expose this person. He has so many followers, many of them bigwigs.When these people find out that what happened to them back then was actually caused by Master Ming, without waiting for a legal judgment, Master Ming will be left half dead.

Back at the company, Wang Pengze stuck his head in front of the computer and didn't even eat lunch.

Lu Ting didn't have his patience, so he hit the Enter key and got up to eat.When passing by Zhou Wei's work station, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen this person all morning.

Xu Xiaowen passed by carrying her bag, and said casually, "I was absent from work for half a day, and I didn't even say anything about asking for leave, so I didn't come."

"Oh." Lu Ting didn't care much about whether Zhou Wei was not feeling well, or whether those people finally went hungry and made his butt feel uncomfortable. He only cared about what to eat for lunch now.

Li Qian followed up from behind, just about to touch Lu Ting's shoulder, remembering the experience of being stabbed before, and cautiously put his hand back.

The two waited for the next elevator as usual, not with anyone else.

Li Qian asked curiously: "I saw the photo taken by Wang Pengze, what exactly is that?"

"Shadow." Lu Ting said.

Li Qian lowered his head and searched online. The most obvious information showed that there was a vicious and evil spirit.It is often used to describe expressions, and it is similarly used in Feng Shui. It refers to bad air that can easily lead to disasters.

When going out, Lu Ting called Wang Pengze to eat, but the other party was so oblivious to the words that he didn't hear him at all.

He asked Li Qian: "What is Wang Pengze writing again?"

"Documentary." Li Qian found a new follower "Mr. Wrench" from Weibo, and clicked on his latest long Weibo, "He updated you about helping people get rid of evil spirits."

Lu Ting: "..."

Li Qian: "He is quite honest. He didn't make up random things just because he didn't know. Except for the matter of removing evil spirits, everything else directly stated that 'the reason is unknown' and 'the process is unknown'. Look, many people below shouted Let him update quickly."

Take a closer look, there are all kinds of comments below, and there are really not many clamoring for updates.

[GG can you update it quickly, the writing style is very rough, but I just can't stop]

[The follow-up of the boss surnamed H hasn’t been written yet, why is there a new story? ? ?Is this impossible to make up?]

[bad air?I think you are fucking stupid, what the hell did you write, it has been reported, thank you]

[Don't you find it strange that whoever writes a novel will use "the process is unknown" to mention it]

[Upstairs, you managed to scare me. I feel like the blogger is a witness, but for some reason, he didn't witness the whole process? 】

【Prosperity, democracy, harmony...】

The last sentence of this update is: You must not have the heart to harm others, and you must not have the heart to guard against others.

Wang Pengze has a terrible sensitivity to the development of things. It is impossible for such a thing to be recruited home by himself. He can't tell whether it has something to do with Master Ming, but the family Lu Ting helped must have been murdered. up.

He turned off the computer, didn't care about the comments below, rubbed his stomach, and left the company with his wallet.

Lu Ting and Li Qian were eating noodles at a roadside stall. Wang Pengze found them, and after ordering, he moved a stool and sat next to Lu Ting.While he couldn't help himself wanting to write the story, he was actually very guilty.

Especially when facing the parties.

After eating a few mouthfuls of noodles, Wang Pengze faltered and asked Lu Ting, "Brother Lu, don't be angry if I write your story into a novel."

"It's okay." Lu Ting said indifferently. The story didn't mention any of his personal information, so it wouldn't affect him.

Wang Pengze smirked, thinking that Lu Ting had a really good temper.Before the smile faded away, I heard the young man beside me say: "I thought about it, it would be good if you could write it down for more people to see, it's a kind of reminder."

Things like Wen Gongchi, which can determine people's good and bad luck by a tiny bit, will happen in Chang's family, and naturally it may happen in other people's homes.

Lu Ting ignored Chang Huasheng's identity, and explained in detail how to use the Wen Gongchi and how to make ordinary door openings into evil. I hope Wang Pengze can make it up on Weibo.

Wang Pengze didn't expect that there were so many ways to do it. He didn't even care about eating noodles, so he took out his mobile phone and sent these things verbatim.

In a small southern city, Zhang Ping checked Weibo with his mobile phone in his hand. When he saw Mr. Wrench's latest Weibo, he cursed an idiot and quickly posted a comment.

[It is this kind of rough expression, as if you have experienced it yourself, so that you can believe it. It is clear that it is a story. I also have Wen Gongchi at home. Why didn’t I see any eight grids?]

After Zhang Ping complained, he lay on the bed for a while, and when he heard his father groan|groan, he got up quickly to help him turn over.

His father had a car accident shortly after he moved into his new home last year, and his lower body was paralyzed because he was not sent to the doctor in time.In order to take care of his father, Zhang Ping quit his job in a big city and opened an online store at home. This way he can make money and take care of his father conveniently.

After reading for his father, he thought of Mr. Wrench's Weibo again. By accident, he asked after tucking the quilt for his father, "Dad, I heard that there are eight grids on the wen meter, and each grid has a corresponding word. Why isn’t it on the Wen meter that grandpa left behind?”

"Your grandfather's ruler has been passed down from generation to generation. How many years has it been used? The scale is long gone. It had characters in the early days, I have seen it."

Zhang Ping was taken aback for a moment, there really was one!

He went to the old wooden box in the study and dug out the old things, looked carefully, and rubbed repeatedly with his fingertips. There were indeed uneven scale marks.

Zhang Ping looked back at his father's bedroom, and couldn't help but start thinking about it. Could it be that his father's car accident was caused by something?Impossible, no matter what age you still believe in feudal superstition.But, what if it is true?

After arguing with himself for a while, Zhang Ping found the information on Wen Gong Chi from the Internet, and found that the Wen Gong Chi of ancient objects really had characters. He printed out the corresponding length of each character, took out a tape measure and started measuring the door frame at home.

The first door, the data is not quite right.

After repeated measurements, Zhang Ping found that the length and width of the entrance door are about 112.5, and the height is about 202.2. According to the information on the Internet, the characters corresponding to such width and height are the characters of "robbery" that heralds great evil.

The former corresponds to farewell, and the latter corresponds to loss of wealth!

Zhang Ping trembled all over. He thought of his father's car accident. He was walking on the road in good order, but was hit by an electric car whose brakes suddenly failed.In addition, these days I have always paid for damages. In just a dozen days, I have already paid 2000 yuan and gone out.But the courier refused to take responsibility, and the money that should be compensated has been refused to give him.

Is it all because of this entrance door?

Zhang Ping panicked, and immediately asked someone he knew to find Mr. Feng Shui and the carpenter.

As soon as the two entered the door, one turned the compass in his hand, and the other measured it with his hand against the door frame. After measuring, he shook his head and said, "Young man, the size of your door is wrong."

Mr. Feng Shui said: "Look at the compass yourself. Once you pass by your door, the pointer will point to the evil side."

Zhang Ping had to believe that there might really be things in the world that cannot be explained by science.Immediately picked up the hammer and smashed the door of the house.

When the wooden frame fell to the ground, he realized that the wooden frame was not completely attached to the concrete wall.The person who made the door was distracted and took the wrong size. After finding out, he didn't redo it, but installed the door that was a little smaller.

That night, Zhang Ping left a message on Mr. Wrench's Weibo: [I was wrong, I apologize for my previous lies.It is definitely not a lie. I measured the entrance door of my house, and the size was wrong. I also invited the master and carpenter to look at it. new. 】

【Too many words, don't want to read】

[Brother, you are trusting, or you forgot to add the dog's head. 】

[Thank you, I have received two hundred, everyone go and get it^_^]

[Someone actually went to measure it, Mr. Wrench can be renamed Master Brainwasher...]

This message was quickly overshadowed by other sarcastic remarks, without any splash.

At this time, Lu Ting had just arrived at the hospital.

Chang Huasheng didn't dare to leave, so he had to ask the driver to pick up the young man.He glanced at his mother sleeping peacefully in the ward, closed the door, and whispered to Lu Ting, "Let's go downstairs and talk."

Lu Ting: "Let's go."

Chang Huasheng gestured to the driver through the glass, and while walking along the corridor, he listened to Lu Ting's detailed account of the morning.He interrupted when he heard the pet door.

"You said there was a problem with that door?" Chang Huasheng quickly worked out the cause and effect in his heart. His mother stayed at home the longest and was the most affected, followed by his father. After his father couldn't bear his mother's temper and went out for a long time, he went out It was he who stayed at home the longest.

A small door has had a huge impact on a family of three.

"Yes." Lu Ting explained, "The length is wrong, it just corresponds to the sick character of Wen Gongchi."

Chang Huasheng's breathing was a little rough, and his heart was filled with great desolation: "I used to have a cat in my house. He was very clingy to me and always sneaked into my room. Sometimes I didn't know it was in there, and every time I closed it, it was a cat." All day. In order to prevent this from happening, my mother got a worker to cut a hole in my bedroom door so that it could come in and out."

"A carpenter should know the pros and cons of the Wen meter, and dare not change the size of the door randomly." Lu Ting asked, "Where did you find the man?"

Chang Huasheng: "You have to ask my mother to find out."

The two walked around downstairs, and when they were about to go upstairs, Chang Huasheng handed the check he had prepared in advance to Lu Ting. When he saw the zero on it, Lu Ting was startled.

He asked himself whether his labor was worthy of this salary, and waved his hands and said, "It's too much." It's quite enough to pay a down payment in the suburbs.

Chang Huasheng said with a smile: "You saved my mother's life and mine, you should."

Lu Ting thought for a while: "Why don't you send me a red envelope of 888?"

Chang Huasheng saw that he really didn't want to collect so much, and was thinking about getting it back from other places, but he had already sent out the red envelope.

Lu Ting quickly collected the money, and thanked Chang Huasheng happily: "I have to visit your company again."

"Hasn't the source been solved?" Chang Huasheng thought of another possibility, "Could it be that he was so insane that he tampered with the company building?"

Lu Ting: "You seem to know who it is."

Chang Huasheng smiled bitterly: "Who else can it be? My cousin's family. My grandfather's health is getting worse and worse. If anyone in the big house has an accident, it will be a good thing for the second room."

Lu Ting didn't like to comment on other people's family affairs. He lightly pressed the up button of the elevator and said, "The company's problem is not serious. It should be that the evil spirit on your body has remained for some reason. As long as you find the reason, everything will be solved. "

Chang Huasheng quickly sent another 888 red envelope: "A little heart."

Lu Ting accepted it, and still said thank you gently.

There was nothing wrong with Huang Fengjiao, and there was a driver guarding her. Chang Huasheng personally sent Lu Ting to the company.It's still early before the maze appears, Lu Ting has nothing to do, he takes out his mobile phone to play games.

Chang Huasheng sat alone and was bored, and wanted to play with Lu Ting cheekily.

Lu Ting: "Then let's line up in duo."

Chang Huasheng downloaded the game software, and quickly browsed the strategies on the Internet. He was busy with work, so he didn't have time to play these games. His hands were terrific. In order not to let Lu Ting see that he was a rookie, he pretended to be very calm.

But not long after, his composure collapsed.

Lu Ting: "Mr. Chang, I thought I was good enough, but I didn't expect you to be better than me."

Chang Huasheng was ashamed, and said with a dry smile: "Let's just work hard to get ahead in our respective fields. After all, no one is perfect."

Lu Ting: "It makes sense."

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Lu Ting went to the toilet.

When he came out again, the maze appeared, but Chang Huasheng, who was supposed to be waiting outside the toilet door, disappeared, and his voice came from the other side of the wall.

Lu Ting pressed his palms and ears to the wall: "Mr. Chang, are you there?"

Chang Huasheng replied, "Yes."

Lu Ting asked, "What's your situation now?"

Chang Huasheng: "There is a dead end ahead of me."

"You wait where you are, I'll find a way to come here." The evil spirit in the company obviously has a "soft spot" for Chang Huasheng. Lu Ting was afraid that he would have an accident on the other side of the wall, but the wall was about two Mi Gao, he couldn't get up at all.

Lu Ting raised his hands high and jumped on the spot.

No, I can't use my movements well, and I jump too low, and I can't catch the wall at all.If only someone could pick him up.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Lin Gui suddenly appeared behind him, wrapped his strong arms around his legs, and lifted the young man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall.

Lu Ting was startled by the sudden movement, couldn't hold back, and sat down on the man's face.

Lin Gui: "..."

Lu Ting: "..."

Although he couldn't see the little uncle's expression, Lu Ting knew that he must be very bad, maybe he was thinking about how to stab him to death.