hell feng shui department

"Brother Lu, where are you now?" Ye Tianshuang's anxious voice came from the phone.

"Still near the unit, what's wrong?" Lu Wangzhi switched to the car Bluetooth and slowly drove the car out of the parking garage.

"Then do you know where Ding Village is?" Ye Tianshuang asked hastily.

"Ding Village?" Lu Wangzhi was slightly taken aback. He had indeed heard of Ding Village. It was the only urban village in the CBD area of ​​the city that hadn't been demolished for ten years.

Ye Tianshuang: "Urgent mission, the feng shui in Ding Village has suddenly changed. Mr. Zhuang has already rushed there, and Zhou Huai will be there later. Mr. Zhuang asked you to rush to the west entrance of Ding Village now."

When Lu Wangzhi was in the Operations Division, he was used to working overtime every day to perform unexpected tasks. Hearing this, he didn't say much, and immediately responded: "I'll go there now, do you have any task information? Send me a WeChat message."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Wangzhi merged into the off-duty traffic and drove towards Dingcun.

Along the way, he got a general idea of ​​the situation from the information Ye Tianshuang sent him: A villager found a human body stump by the pond of Ding Village. At the same time, the compass of the Fengshui Department showed that there was an abnormal change in the Fengshui of Dingcun.

Ten minutes later, Lu Wangzhi saw Zhuang Sui waiting near the entrance of the road on the west side of Ding Village.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the corner of the eye cast a heavy shadow on the buildings at the street entrance. Zhuang Sui was standing on the edge of the shadow. He was tall, and his chest was completely in the shadow, but his face was bathed in golden yellow. In the afterglow of the twilight, there is a bit of inhuman loneliness from afar.

But when Lu Wangzhi approached, the sense of loneliness disappeared miraculously. Zhuang Sui turned his head and licked his lips at him, motioning him to look at his phone.

When he took the phone, Lu Wangzhi touched the other person's fingers, and the touch was slightly cold. He froze for a moment before looking at the phone screen, but raised his head with question marks on his face a second later.

"What the hell?"

Zhuang Sui leaned forward and swipe on the screen, pointing to the 24 mountains above and said: "Compass, you don't even know how to read a compass, do you?"

Zhuang Sui's breathing stirred the broken hair beside Lu Wangzhi's ear, and the latter turned his head slightly and said angrily, "Of course I know it's a compass, but can the compass app be accurate?"

Zhuang Sui chuckled, and raised his hand to signal Lu Wangzhi to follow: "Don't underestimate it, it's an official product, and it's used by Fengshui divisions all over the country."

Lu Wangzhi took a closer look at it with doubts. Zhuang Sui had obviously tested it beforehand. The compass on the screen was locked and would not turn around at will because of his walking. From the locked position, Dingcun was in Zishan. Wu Xiang, but when Lu Wangzhi followed Zhuang Sui into Ding Village, he felt something was wrong.

From the point of view of the whole plot, Ding Village is indeed facing north and south, which is a proper direction of the mountain. But in fact, when you walk in the narrow alleys, you will find that the orientation of the houses here is slightly different. Move, and the compass does not match.

In the alley, comrades from the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the jurisdiction responded. Under the guidance of the other party, Lu Wangzhi and Zhuang Sui quickly arrived at the scene where the stump was found.

The scene has been cordoned off and a few lights have been set up, but the lights can only illuminate a small area clearly. Lu Wangzhi looked around and found that the terrain here is complicated, and there are mud bricks piled up temporarily for demolition everywhere, and there is a stench next to it. The smelly pond, residents' household garbage littered on the spot, the smell is disgusting.

Lu Wangzhi was completely out of tune with this place, but he didn't seem to care much. He casually rolled up his sleeves and stooped into the cordon. When he walked, his feet were deep and his feet were shallow, ignoring the muddy water splashed on his trousers.

Zhuang Sui followed behind him with great interest, and the two of them came to the place with the brightest light. The forensic doctor was already waiting beside him, and the severed hand was protected alone. There was nothing else around except mud and garbage. .

A short-haired man who was talking with the forensic doctor saw the two coming in, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you, why did you come in so casually?"

Xiao Song, who led the people in, quickly explained: "Director Cao, the two of them are comrades from the Feng Shui Department, and this is Director Zhuang Suizhuang."

When the man heard that Zhuang Sui had a higher rank than him, his tone softened a little, but his brows were still tightly frowned: "Why don't you invite someone from the Operations Department?"

Xiao Song probably didn't like to see this person very much, and his expression was a little impatient, but Zhuang Sui smiled when he saw this, and said loudly: "A while ago, I heard that Cao Suo was sent to the grassroots for training. I was curious which department I went to. I didn't expect It's a police station in Dingcun, what a coincidence."

Cao Wei was taken aback: "You know me?"

Zhuang Sui nodded: "I've heard that Ding Village is no better than other places. You probably have worked hard. There is no sign of ghosts in today's case, but there has been a change in Feng Shui, so our Feng Shui Department came here."

Only then did Cao Wei's expression soften: "That's all right, you all be careful, don't destroy the scene."

After the man walked away, Xiao Song looked at Zhuang Sui curiously: "Director Zhuang, do you know him?"

Zhuang Sui: "I don't know."

Xiao Song: "Ah? Then how do you know that he was sent to the grassroots?"

"Guess, the director of a sub-district police station can be so domineering to the people of your criminal investigation team, most of them are people from above, judging by his appearance, he is probably put down to mess around."

Xiao Song hurriedly nodded and complained: "This person always likes to point and point at the side, and our team Yuan always finds him displeased."

"Okay." Zhuang Sui was not interested in their faction issues, pointing to the severed hand a few steps away, "Let's talk about the situation here first, why is this hand left like this?"

Xiao Song: "Isn't this waiting for you, Director Zhuang? Your Feng Shui division has read it and said it's okay, so we can take this hand back for autopsy."

Zhuang Sui thought about it for a while, but he didn't know why, so he pointed at Lu Wangzhi: "Then ask our Lu Ke."

So Xiao Song went to see Lu Wangzhi eagerly. The latter had been watching from the sidelines. At this moment, he was suddenly pushed out. He glanced at Zhuang Sui speechlessly. hand?"

"We dispatched police dogs, but you have also seen this place. There is too much garbage and the terrain is complicated. It is too difficult to search, and there has been a lot of rain recently. According to the villagers who often fish here, the soil around the pond is pouring down from time to time. , I don’t know where the hand fell out from, anyway, after digging around the place where it was found for a long time, no other parts were dug out.”

Lu Wangzhi nodded: "Take your hands away."

Xiao Song said: "This, this is all right? Will there be any other Feng Shui problems if I take it?"

Lu Wangzhi shook his head: "It's okay, only one hand is dead at most, it can't have such a big impact on Feng Shui."

Xiao Song seemed to understand what he heard, and looked at Zhuang Sui in a daze, but the latter nodded at him with an unpredictable look: "According to what Lu Ke said, take it back with you."

Xiao Song quickly agreed, and turned to greet his colleagues to start working.

The two retreated outside the cordon to watch everyone clean up the scene. When the cleanup was almost done, Zhuang Suicai suddenly said, "If they think carefully about what you just said, they will probably be very worried."

His voice was very low, as if he was whispering, and he had a bit of a breath when he pronounced words.

Lu Wangzhi looked at him: "I'm just telling the truth."

Zhuang Sui: "Even our company's compass has been alarmed. This village has serious Feng Shui problems, and the secret is probably not small."

It is easy to change the feng shui of a house, but it is difficult to change the feng shui of an entire area, but there is a solution to the difficulty - taking people's lives and setting up a battle with corpses is the cruelest but also the fastest and most effective method. Setting up an array with the lives of eight people not only suppressed the evil, but also revived the geomantic omen of the whole place.

After the severed hand appeared, the compass of the Feng Shui Department issued an alarm. Even if this abnormal change has nothing to do with the dead, it must be the same.

But if it is what they guessed, this matter will be very troublesome.Ding Village is neither big nor small. It is full of old houses that have been half-demolished, and there are silt and waste piled up everywhere.

"Trouble, trouble." Zhuang Sui sighed, but there was no complaint on his face, he was a little excited to see it, Lu Wangzhi twitched the corners of his mouth: "What are we going to do now?"

Zhuang Sui was full of interest: "What do you think?"

Lu Wangzhi's forehead twitched with blue veins: "Leader, please tell me clearly, after all, I'm just doing odd jobs with you."

Zhuang Sui looked at him strangely, seeming quite puzzled: "Aren't I old? I think what you said is quite right. I should give you young people more opportunities to perform well."

Lu Wangzhi: "..."

Zhuang Sui probably felt that it was almost funny, so he giggled while shaking his shoulders.

"Okay, let's see if you still dare to call me old." He said with a smile, "This village is quite interesting, let's walk around carefully."

After finishing speaking, he got off the small mound first, Lu Wangzhi stared at his back for a few seconds, and finally slandered him before following him.

The two walked along the pond all the way, and soon came to the narrow area in the southeast.As part of the regional planning, Ding Village was ready to be demolished ten years ago. In the first few years, the project was carried out in a hurry. Unfortunately, the village committee was controlled by a local snake family for many years, and corruption was serious. Some collective properties were sold at low prices. When he came out, a big leader in the city was sacked because of this, and Ding Village has been up and down for many years.

Many houses in the village have had their doors and windows demolished, and there is only an empty shelf left. However, because the demolition issue has not been coordinated for many years, some residents have returned to live in the village regardless of the danger.Lu Wangzhi and Zhuang Sui walked in the wet and dirty alleyway. On both sides were old houses without doors and windows, only covered by a few baffles or water-proof cloth. Occasionally, they could see faint lights inside when they passed by a few, which showed that there were people living there. of.

There are two kinds of notices plastered on the walls of the house. One is a publicity notice for comprehensive demolition and renovation. Most of these notices have been torn off in half and blocked by another advertisement.The advertisements are all rental information, three to four hundred a month without doors and windows, and six hundred with water, electricity and doors and windows. Most of the advertisements are handwritten, some of which are dark red, which is shocking to look at.

In the center of an inch of gold, there is such an island-like isolated place. The existence here is like a silent mockery of those glamorous tall buildings.

"I thought it was strange when I entered the village just now." Lu Wangzhi said while observing the surrounding environment. "All the houses in this village are not facing the north-south direction. They face the pond just now, and the overall slope is in the northeast-southwest direction."

Therefore, it is impossible for the compass to show the north-south orientation of Zishan noon. Lu Wangzhi calculated the angle of inclination in his heart, and then said: "This is actually the direction of Mount Hai, and it is also a layout of Wangshanwang. Just make it like this today.”

It was as if they had penetrated deep into a decayed body, and the further they went, the darker it became. The surroundings were stinky, and the cold and dead air was suppressed. Lu Wangzhi found that at some point, the houses on both sides no longer showed lights.

"Let's go and have a look over there." Zhuang Sui motioned him to look in a certain direction.

There was a lonely street lamp on there, and Lu Wangzhi identified it, and found that it seemed to be a small football field, and there were children's paintings on the dilapidated verandas around it, indicating that this place was once part of a certain school.

Behind the street lamp, there was a building that was higher than the other houses. Lu Wangzhi followed Zhuang Sui to find the path to get in, and arrived at the roof of the small building a few minutes later.

Standing on the edge of the roof, the gloomy wind blows in the face, and the whole Ding Village can be seen in a panoramic view.

I couldn't see clearly in the narrow alleyway just now, and it wasn't until then that Lu Wangzhi realized that there were several clouds of black air covering the southeast corner where they were, the east next to them, the central area not far away, and the northwest corner at the far end.

"The southeast, east, and northwest have become fierce positions, and the middle palace also has a fierce appearance. The ghost aura gathers at the top. Although it is thin, it looks like they are all ghosts."

It seemed that they had discovered the two uninvited guests, and the black air in the southeast suddenly gathered.

Scary laughter blew closer with the wind, and several voices repeated the same sentence intermittently: "Give it back to me, give me back your body..."