With just one birth date, he could tell that the owner of this birth date had died, and he could also tell when the other person died, and even the place was calculated. Ren Shaopeng was stunned and stunned.

To be able to tell so many things at once from the birth date requires extremely high attainments in Feng Shui divination and Yin and Yang magic. Although I have studied steadily in the past eight years, what my master taught me is not the slightest bit.

I didn't dare to neglect, and that's why I achieved the results I have today.

Just from Ren Shaopeng's surprised expression, I knew that I had spotted everything.

Ren Shaopeng looked at me and was stunned for a while, then gave a thumbs up and said: "God, what a God. Principal Jin is right, Master Wu is a master with great supernatural powers."

"Mr. Ren, don't put a high hat on Wu Jie. I just want to say that you don't need to doubt people and don't doubt people. I'm afraid it's not good for you to use the horoscope of a dead person to let Wu Jie calculate. Haven't you heard that true

As a fortune teller, don’t you count three things? One is the dead person, the other is not yourself, and the third is your peers. If you show Wu Jie a dead person’s horoscope, this is breaking the rules. Even if he is a Feng Shui master, he can’t

Do it this way." The sloppy Taoist priest also said with a straight face.

"I'm sorry, Master Wu. I'm the one who offended you. I'll punish you with three glasses of wine as an apology." With that, Ren Shaopeng picked up a bottle of white wine, filled three glasses, took one sip, and drank them all.

His face turned red immediately after drinking.

Since the other party has shown some sincerity, I don't want to embarrass him. After all, it is the business introduced by Principal Jin, and I must give Principal Jin some face.

After finishing his drink, Ren Shaopeng sat down with a smile on his face, apologizing and saying a lot of nice things, telling me not to be angry.

From this point of view, Ren Shaopeng is not a simple guy, he is a cunning old fox.

The sloppy Taoist priest said straight to the point: "Mr. Ren, we are here for money. You pay, and we will help you eliminate disasters. Let's talk about what trouble you encountered."

After this incident, Ren Shaopeng has complete trust in my methods.

At that moment, he sighed and said: "A few years ago, I opened a food processing factory in Nishan Town. I started with nothing, but now it has become prosperous. The business network has almost covered the entire Lu region.

It was planned to be rolled out nationwide, but since this summer, some strange things have been happening in the factory. When workers are working, various accidents have always happened. For two or three months in a row, every month in the factory

A fire broke out for no reason. Fortunately, it was discovered in time. The fire did not burn much and was extinguished by the workers. Furthermore, the land for our factory was built on the farmland I rented from the villagers. I built a road myself, which leads directly to the national highway.

, convenient for transporting goods, but in the past few months, cars entering and leaving the factory have been involved in car accidents. In the past two or three months, there have been more than a dozen car accidents. Fortunately, no one was injured. I also asked someone to check it out.

, and more than one person bought a lot of Feng Shui artifacts from them, but if they didn’t use them at all, a car accident would still happen when it should happen.”

"So evil?" Uncle Huzi couldn't help but ask.

"This is nothing. Some people on duty at night said they saw ghosts in the factory. They were floating around and had no heads. They were so scared that they didn't dare to come to work the next day. This spread spread

After that, many workers resigned. The key is that accidents happened all the time while working. Either the machine got stuck or the worker was injured by the goods. Moreover, this was considered a work-related injury. Inside and outside, the compensation I paid to the workers was not enough.

It’s over one million. If this continues, my business will be out of business." Ren Shaopeng said helplessly.

"When you were building the site, did you have anyone look at it? Also, did you buy the agricultural land that contains other people's ancestral graves?" I asked again.

"Look, when I bought the land, I asked a well-known Feng Shui master to come over and help me check it out. There were indeed several graves on the land, but the villagers had to move them away. The Feng Shui master didn't do it at that time either.

Look at the graves they moved away." Ren Shaopeng said again.

"Since something happened, it must be the Feng Shui master's responsibility. Didn't you ask him to deal with the aftermath?" Uncle Hu Zi asked curiously.

"We must look for it. I spent a lot of money to hire him. He must be responsible for anything that happens. However, in the first few years when he helped me choose a place, nothing happened. Only this year did it happen.

After he came over, he helped me look at various accidents and walked around the factory several times. But when he reached a place, he suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood and fell to the ground without moving. He is still in the hospital.

Stay there, in a coma." Ren Shaopeng said with some horror.

"Why do good people vomit blood?" This aroused Uncle Hu Zi's interest.

"I don't know either. The Feng Shui master was walking around the factory with a compass. When he came to a mountain col, he suddenly stopped and started vomiting blood. After I found out, I sent him to the hospital.

"

After hearing this, the sloppy Taoist priest and I looked at each other and felt that Ren Shaopeng's matter was really not simple.

Obviously, the gentleman who helped Ren Shaoping read Feng Shui was really capable. He suddenly vomited blood at that time. It was very likely that he was affected by the counter-evil influence of Feng Shui Qi field, or suffered a mental shock, otherwise he would not have vomited blood for no reason.

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"When that Feng Shui master vomited blood, was there anyone around?" I asked.

"No, there was no one around him. I was on the phone at the time, more than ten meters away from the Feng Shui master, and he suddenly started vomiting blood," Ren Shaopeng said flatly.

"This is a bit interesting. It seems that it is not as simple as Feng Shui." The sloppy Taoist said with a smile.

"Mr. Ren, have you offended anyone or done anything disrespectful to ghosts and gods in the past two years?" Every time I meet an employer, I will ask this question. If there is something wrong with Feng Shui, then there is something wrong with it.

It is a man-made accident, and someone is causing trouble. If you can find out who is behind it, then this matter will be much easier to handle.

But after hearing my question, Ren Shaopeng shook his head and said: "I am in business, and I make money by being friendly. I usually don't offend anyone, and I try to avoid trouble when I encounter it. I still think there may be people around my factory.

There’s something wrong with Feng Shui.”

"No matter how much we talk, it's useless. Let's go to the factory and have a look." The sloppy Taoist stood up and said.
Chapter completed!