According to rumors, Feng Ruzai was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, but in the end he was not rescued because of his serious injuries.

Uncle Feng Cong showed a very sad expression, and he was secretly calculating which granddaughter to be selected to enter the Tiankeng again. Only Song Wenjie showed heartbroken emotions, but what he felt distressed about was the unborn womb in Feng Ru's belly.

In this way, Feng Ru was hastily ordered by Uncle Feng Cong to confiscate the body and place it in the coffin he bought in a hurry.

But in the few days after Feng Ru was placed in the coffin, strange things happened one after another.

First of all, the coffin that originally contained Fengru would make a "cracking" sound every night, as if someone was gnawing on a fragile bone; secondly, every night in the dead of night, there would always be a crying sound like a baby in the coffin. But the people guarding the coffin thought it was a nearby cat calling for spring, and it was like this for several nights. They were afraid, and began to feel that something evil was entangled.

In addition to the abnormality in Feng Ru's coffin, Feng Congbo's business also plummeted. Several businesses that were already winning, just like this happened, he lost a lot of money, and the capital chain began to break.

After thinking about it, he called Song Wenjie, "Wenjie, I know you were sad after Feng Ru left, but now that something is going on at home, you can't just stay by Feng Ru's side all day long; Help me think of a way to crack it."

Since the person guarding Fengru's coffin said that there would be baby-like cries in the coffin every night, Song Wenjie proposed that he would guard Fengru's coffin every night until Fengru's burial day. Uncle Feng Cong also let him go, and the others wished they could not guard Feng Ru's weird coffin, so they naturally agreed.

Song Wenjie had a sour smell on his body, his chin was full of stubble, his eyes were red, and he looked like he had lost his soul. After listening to Feng Congbo's words, he didn't say much, took out the small compass he carried with him, walked around Feng Congbo's office, and found that the compass in his hand was very normal, so he said, "Old Mr. Feng , Your business is normal, and no one has tampered with it."

Song Wenjie's words made Feng Congbo very uncomfortable. He patted the table heavily, "How could no one do anything? If not, how could my business plummet!"

"Since Old Mr. Feng doesn't believe me, then please hire someone else." After leaving these words, Song Wenjie left without looking back.

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Wei Group.

Yan Sheng is reporting to Wei Zhen with the recent report.

"Mr. Wei, the business related to Uncle Feng Cong has been completely cut off according to your order."

Wei Zhen seemed a little dissatisfied. He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, "Remember to ask Wei's bank to urge him to repay the loan immediately, without giving him any delay."

Yan Sheng nodded like a chicken pecking rice. He swears that he must seriously understand the preferences of the future proprietress, and he must not offend the proprietress. Offending the proprietress is more terrifying than offending the boss.

"Hey, I said, how did that surname Feng offend you? You made such a cruel move." As soon as Chen Yuchuan opened the door, he heard Wei Zhen telling Yan Sheng not to keep his hand.

Wei Zhen put the cigarette out in the ashtray, he raised his head, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I remember, Mrs. Chen seems to have contacts with the construction company under Feng Congbo?"

Chen Yuchuan nodded kindly, "Okay, Mr. Wei, I understand, this will tell people to stop the construction of his construction company."

He understood that Uncle Feng Cong didn't seem to have offended Wei Zhen, but Wei Zhen's young fiancée. He should have thought about it a long time ago. They are all surnamed Feng, so what else could he do except offend Wei Zhen's fiancée.

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A few hours later, Feng Congbo was so angry that he dropped his mobile phone, and all the capital chains under his name were broken in just a few days.

He returned home angrily, and immediately ordered someone to throw Song Wenjie out of the door. A mystic master who couldn't help him, why should he keep it.

When Song Wenjie was carried away from Feng Ru's coffin by several bodyguards, he yelled, claiming that without him, Feng Ru would never be buried, and Feng Congbo and his descendants would have bad luck. But Feng Congbo didn't take his words to heart, he just waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards to throw Song Wenjie out immediately.

Feng Congbo also asked someone to privately look for a mystic master. In the past few years, almost none of the offshoots of their Feng family had touched mystic arts, but he knew that the Feng family village focused on mystical arts, and there was no one around him who was knowledgeable in mystic arts. It's really impossible for a mystic master to be around.

Moreover, Feng Ru will be buried in three days. According to the tradition of their family, people who die suddenly can only be buried after seven days of mortuary. Song Wenjie guards Feng Ru for four days. He needs to find a Mr. Baishi to help him bury Feng Ru first. Besides, otherwise, it would be very unlucky to park a large coffin at home.

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When Feng Nian was about to have lunch, the two paper figurine sisters stretched their paper figurine heads in through the window, and their saliva dripped onto the floor.

The female ghost pointed at the floor in disgust, indicating that she had just cleaned it, and asked the two paper figures to clean it again~lightnovelpub.net~Why are you so unruly? Seeing the gluttonous appearance of his two daughters, Lao Ma couldn't help scolding.

"Uncle Ma, let them go, there are things prepared for you in the kitchen, let the female ghost take them for you." Feng Nian knew that the old horse would not bring two paper figures over for no reason, it must have happened whats the matter.

"Xiao Nian, the housekeeper of Feng Congbo the day before yesterday asked someone to come to my store to order a batch of paper-made supplies." Lao Ma told Feng Nian about the order from Feng Congbo's housekeeper, "However, he actually Mr. Wu from Jiama Street was invited to prepare for Feng Ru's burial."

It's not surprising that Feng Congbo ordered paper-made supplies for Feng Ru in Jiama Street. The strange thing is, why did he need to find other Mr. Baishi to prepare for Feng Ru's burial when Song Wenjie was by his side?

"I made indirect remarks. Uncle Feng Cong said that Song Wenjie was driven away by Uncle Feng Cong. He said that he didn't help, which caused Uncle Feng Cong's family's business to plummet, and the time for Feng Ru's burial was tight. Looking for Mr. Baishi in Jiama Street." The old horse scratched his hair, his paper-making skills were second to none in Jiama Street, but he was far inferior to Feng Nian in terms of thinking.

"Then Old Wu agreed?" Feng Nian frowned, no matter how you looked at it, this matter was not easy.

According to common sense, if you really want to find Mr. Baishi, you should find Mr. Baishi on the first day of the deceased's death, instead of waiting until Lin Lin is about to be buried, and then rush to find Mr. Baishi. No matter how you look at it, this thing is full of weirdness.

"Hey, you still don't know about Old Wu, he immediately agreed when he saw Qian's eyes open, and immediately followed to Feng's house to have a look." As soon as Lao Ma mentioned Lao Wu's money-greedy appearance, he wanted to scold him A few words.