"Oh!"

The moment these ghosts disappeared, all kinds of containers storing their ashes suddenly exploded.

This factory has a small area, but there are a lot of things in it. So many props exploded together, and the commotion immediately alarmed the workers in the factory.

The workers came out to check when they heard the voice, and the new boy was still muttering: "I said someone came in, you still don't believe it..."

The old worker ignored him, looking flustered. He was afraid that someone would come in and find out what they were doing and lose his job. He was also afraid that there would be no one at all, and it was some supernatural event.

In fact, these people didn't work for a long time. Although they had never seen such a large-scale supernatural event, they heard that other supernatural events had happened before.

Every once in a while someone in the factory gets unlucky, or even gets sick, so sick that they have to resign, and they need to be constantly replaced with new workers.

Others died directly.

Therefore, there has always been a legend in the factory that people who work in this industry can get money quickly, but Daxian is moody, sometimes unhappy, and when he gets angry, he will punish them.

Many people will resign and change other jobs when they earn almost the same amount.

After all, regardless of whether the legend is true or not, it is true that they are prone to get sick after staying for a long time, and they are the ones who suffer.

When they arrived at the scene, everyone was stunned.

I saw hundreds of cursed props exploded in several rooms serving as warehouses, and even the beautifully crafted boxes were blown to pieces. White powder was flying all over the sky, and it was impossible to tell which was which. .

The powder packaging is still in place and has not been touched, so it doesn't look like it was artificially made.

But if it was not artificial, could it be that the Great Immortal was really angry?

That's even scarier!

The old workers didn't know that these white powders were human ashes, but they probably knew what kind of business they were doing, and they also knew that they could pay them such high wages and that the business was so booming because of the great celestial spirit.

If you want to deal with someone, you just need to buy a small prop and hide it by that person's side, and the other person will be in bad luck.Whatever you want, you only need to kneel down to worship the idol and offer incense, and the wish will be fulfilled for as long as it lasts.

The store reviews are all voluntary.They also bought the statue of the Great Immortal, and their daily life was indeed much smoother.

It can be seen that Daxian is really effective. If Daxian gets angry, the consequences will be unimaginable.

They all still have homes to support!I don't want to die!

The workers were flustered, and some even lowered their heads and cried.

The new worker never believed in the so-called immortals, and he was not as panicked as these people. He felt that they made a big fuss, "Isn't it because the props were not well preserved and fried! Maybe the flour inside was not wrapped properly and leaked out? What a fuss!"

The old worker suddenly came to his senses, pointed at the new worker and said, "It's all you! It must be because you don't respect the Great Immortal that the Great Immortal is angry!"

When the other workers heard this, they also echoed: "Yes! It must be because of you! Otherwise, Daxian always helps us, why did you get angry when you came?"

"Aren't you going to apologize to Daxian soon? Are you trying to kill us?"

Someone else prayed in mid-air, "Great Immortal, Great Immortal... This person is talking nonsense, we have not disrespected you! If you want to punish, punish him alone!"

As he talked, he still knelt down and bowed down. The scene looked very chaotic.

With so many big hats down, even killing them, the new worker was a little confused, "No... what did I say to me?"

The other workers didn't care about this, and a few male workers surrounded him, looking at him like a cult believer who wants to sacrifice his compatriots in a movie.

The new worker suddenly became frightened.

He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he is afraid of being beaten!

The new worker looked around, trying to find someone sober to help him, but he couldn't find it. He only caught a glimpse of a figure not wearing work clothes out of the corner of his eye, but when he looked carefully, the figure disappeared again.

Is it blinding?

At the moment, I can't take care of these anymore. The new worker was quickly pushed into a corner by the old worker, so he could only put this matter behind him, and quickly confessed: "I apologize, can't I apologize?"

"Daxian is so angry, do you think your apology is useful?"

I don't know who shouted: "Dedicate him to the Great Immortal!"

"Dedicated to the Great Immortal!"

"Dedicated to the Great Immortal!"

Many workers echoed, with hope in their eyes, as if if they were eaten by the immortal, the immortal would give them great benefits.

Cheng Hang watched the farce not far away with a serious expression.

These people have gone crazy.

Worshiping God can get what they want. This kind of deformed life of getting something for nothing has eroded their humanity, making them willing to trade a living life for it.

But no one knows that the realization of this kind of wish requires a price. Sometimes it is their vitality, sometimes it is merit, and sometimes it is their soul. In exchange for temporary benefits, it may even harm family members.

The things they thought they were protecting were actually destroyed by themselves.

The people behind it are really devoid of conscience.

He patted the ghost servant on the head, "Do me a favor, it's your turn to play."

The ghost servant's gloomy expression paused, and he looked at him silently, as if he was asking: Why did you slap me on the head?

Cheng Hang said: "You are so tall, are you afraid that you will not grow tall if you pat your head?"

Ghost servant: "..."

Why did he become so long? Does this person have no clue? !

No... Bah!Who told him this!

The ghost servant became a little annoyed, with a strange expression on his pale face, turned his head to the other side, and stopped looking at Cheng Hang.

The new worker was about to cry. The group of people in front of him stared at him with red eyes. He couldn't listen to what he said. He was like a lunatic. He was scarier than those big fairy statues they pinched. It seemed that he would tear him apart in the next second. .

If I had known that he would not be greedy for such a small gain, I would have come to work in this ghost place!

The new worker wanted to cry but was forced into a corner by the crowd. Seeing that he was about to be caught, he couldn't help feeling a burst of despair.

Is he going to die here today?

At this moment, the lights suddenly turned on, and everyone couldn't help but pause.

A gust of wind blew, and the ashes were blown up all over the place, including the whole room. Strangely, the wind seemed to have a consciousness of its own, and only attracted the eyes of the old workers, while the new workers had nothing to do.

The new worker didn't have time to think about it, so he found an opportunity and ran out quickly.

By the time the old worker opened his eyes, he had long since disappeared.

What happened just now was considered by them to be a manifestation of the Great Immortal, so they quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

Cheng Hang noticed that during the process of these people kneeling down, the figure of the ghost servant also changed a little, as if pumping air into a tire, and his shriveled body gradually became stronger after absorbing the energy.

This change is very subtle, if you don't pay attention, you won't notice it at all.

A high-ranking management staff rushed over upon hearing the commotion, and was speechless when they saw this scene, and it was difficult to say anything to them, so they could only call the boss immediately.

Hearing that this kind of thing happened, the boss was also very surprised. He pondered for a while and asked them to leave the factory first. They don't have to go to work for the past few days.

The workers immediately took off their overalls and rushed to escape.

Although they didn't believe in these things, the managers felt inexplicably hairy on their backs, as if someone was staring at them, made a rough count of the losses, and hurriedly left the factory.

The entire factory soon emptied.

Without these people, the atmosphere in the factory is even more terrifying. Ordinary people can't see it, but Cheng Hang can see the black smoke everywhere, almost blocking his sight.

It's all the cause and effect of the crimes caused by this place, and those workers also have it.

Most of this kind of business is charged with IQ tax. It is the first time Cheng Hang has seen such a bold boss behind these workers.

I have to say that this person is quite good at doing business. He made a few statues of evil gods and used the ashes of other people's family members to create evil spirits. To relatives and friends.

Just like pyramid schemes, one pulls one, and the business grows bigger and bigger.

These workers are also a link in the chain. They bought things produced by the factory themselves, and then recommended relatives and friends to buy them. Develop more believers.

But after doing so many things, is it just to make money?

If this kind of person puts his mind on the right way, he will not necessarily make less money than he does now.

"Ah!"

Cheng Hang thought about it, and suddenly sneezed, regaining consciousness instantly.

When he took a closer look, he saw a dark wind blowing, the ashes all over the room were still flying, and some powder flew towards him.

The ghost servant on the shoulder still had his head turned, as if he didn't do these things.

Cheng Hang's face darkened, and he squeezed the ghost servant's head hard, "Enough! Why are you bragging when everyone is gone! Other people's ashes are fun, right? Stop!"

Then he seemed to feel that this was not enough to relieve his anger, so he raised his hands and rubbed the devil's head angrily!

Ghost servant: "???"

The ghost servant's head was rounded by rubbing, and the whole ghost was a little dazed. When he reacted, the wind that was about to stop suddenly intensified, and dust from the room was scattered on Cheng Hang's body.

Cheng Hang rubbed ghost heads faster and faster.

When the other ghost servant got the master's order and rushed to the scene, what he saw was such a "fire and water" fighting scene.

Seeing his companion being bullied so badly, even his body was stretched into long strips, his head was still round and round, the whole ghost looked like an enlarged version of Flammulina velutipes, the new ghost servant was furious and cursed: "How dare you bully my boyfriend!"

Immediately with a long roar, he joined the fight without even thinking about it.

Everyone in the arena was stunned. Cheng Hang turned his head to see clearly the appearance of this ghost servant. He was wearing a princess dress and his whole body was pink and tender, but it was obviously a male ghost.

"..."

He turned his head without saying a word, and glanced at the ghost servant.

You look like a ghost, you actually have such a habit.

Ghost servant: "..."

The author has something to say: Ghost servant: What can I do, I am also desperate.

感谢在2019-12-1921:18:11~2019-12-2018:32:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: yoyi&meow 51;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Gubuye; 5 bottles of claypot rice;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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