Chapter 76: Eight Directions Feng Shui, Fire in the Shadows

Chu Tianshu and the others soon followed to Yin Yin Lao Die's destination and parked at a certain distance.

There was a large area enclosed by a wall in front.

Half of the main gate was an electric telescopic fence gate, and half was a horizontal bar set up by the guard.

Inside the gate was a concrete road, with flower beds and trees everywhere on both sides.

On the left side of the road, not far from the main gate, was a tall building; on the right side of the road, further and deeper, was a building that was only three stories high but occupied a large area.

There seemed to be other buildings in the distance, but none were as conspicuous as these two.

Yin Yin Lao Die arrived at the gate, showed his ID, was taken into the guard room for inspection, and only after coming out was the horizontal bar raised, allowing him to enter.

Just as he entered, someone walked out quickly from the outer corridor of the building on the left.

"Where did you go? Didn't I tell you there was a lecture? It's almost starting, everyone has already arrived at the venue and made preparations!"

Yin Yin Lao Die hurriedly said: "I went to park the car, I'll go right over."

"Leave the car here first."

That person let him park the electric scooter directly outside the building and led the way in a hurry.

Fang Jun said in the car: "It seems the checks are quite strict; I'm afraid we can't easily mix in from the gate."

Chu Tianshu, however, was looking at the guide, keenly feeling that the person's attitude was a bit unusual.

If it were a fraud or pyramid scheme, this kind of so-called important node lecture is often a fierce brainwashing session aimed at people who have already fallen into the trap.

Without an outsider with preconceived notions, if one could hear it, it would be relatively easy to judge the essence of the other party.

"I'll go in and take a look first. If I determine something is wrong, I'll send an exclamation mark on my phone, and you find a large group of capture officers to come and help."

Chu Tianshu opened the car door and waited.

When the guard lowered his head, his figure suddenly left, not going to the main gate, but directly to the bottom of the three-meter-high wall.

Walking quickly along the wall, he estimated the position inside the wall, which already corresponded to the left side of the building on the left.

Chu Tianshu didn't make a climbing movement; his body bounced upward directly, curled up in mid-air, knees to his chest, and the soles of his shoes were higher than the top of the wall.

After crossing the wall, his posture relaxed, his legs stretched out quickly, his toes touched the ground, and just as he borrowed a little friction, his body had already darted forward, hiding in the shadow of the building.

A mere three-meter-high wall, for his current physique, could be crossed with a front flip, or he could jump over it high while standing straight.

But only this kind of "spirit monkey squatting on a tree" movement has the strongest concealment, and the time from jumping to contacting the ground inside the wall is the shortest.

In the field of vision of ordinary people, even if there was such a coincidence of seeing the top of the wall, they wouldn't be able to tell it was a person at all.

They would only feel as if a shadow the size of a black cat flashed on the wall.

Chu Tianshu's perception long knew where the surveillance cameras were around the building; his body moved repeatedly, and when he encountered ones he couldn't avoid, a little mental power made them flicker slightly, and he passed through.

The building on the left was relatively deserted now; Chu Tianshu, like a wisp of light smoke, swayed across the road and arrived at the building three stories high, deep on the right.

This building was very imposing, with multiple entrances on the first floor.

Perhaps because the outside was guarded strictly, it was a bit relaxed here; no one was left in the corridor, and everyone had entered the first-floor conference hall.

Chu Tianshu leaned against the wall, stretched his arm along the wall, pushed open a crack in the conference hall door, and tilted his head to peek at the scene inside.

The layout inside was less like a conference hall and more like a large canteen, with tables and chairs very compact and the tabletops relatively small.

There was a bottle of water on each table, most of which had been drunk.

Yin Yin Lao Die didn't lie; there were really hundreds of people here.

Chu Tianshu's eyes brightened slightly.

Killing evil spirits, finishing off vicious Jiangtou masters, these things are certainly very satisfying, but they cannot be exposed, which is inevitably a little regrettable.

The big things done in the other world cannot be mentioned here either.

Chu Tianshu is not the kind of person who has done many good deeds but is willing to remain nameless.

If conditions permit, he wants everyone, especially acquaintances, to know after doing a good deed, which makes him feel more comfortable.

And this matter of Yin Yin Lao Die, if it really involves a fraud or pyramid scheme organization of hundreds of people.

After Chu Tianshu investigates and reports it, it belongs to a big case that can be openly publicized.

Not to mention whether there is a bonus, at the very least, he can get a banner from the Macau authorities to take back to his hometown.

The Qi number strip on the token should also be able to save up a bit more.

Chu Tianshu arrived quickly, and Yin Yin Lao Die was just sitting down, and the person next to him was talking to him.

"Old Yin, I told you not to slip out; you were scolded by that little supervisor just now, right?"

"Hmph! Before, when my son was at home, I could take a look even if I passed by while strolling. Recently, he hasn't been home, and I haven't seen him for a long time, so I wanted to take a look. This kid is not worry-free at all; I shouldn't have gone."

"Sigh, I heard you also went bankrupt gambling in a casino before; it's normal for children to have resentment."

These hundreds of people seemed to be basically around fifty years old, with no young people.

As soon as Yin Yin Lao Die answered, it aroused the interest of the people around him.

"The tax revenue of our gaming industry here is the first pillar of the entire city. Last year's gaming tax revenue was a full tens of billions. Too many people have gambled; your son will understand sooner or later."

"I think it's better to earn money steadily. For the past two years, I've been posting flyers everywhere, and although my waist and back hurt, my husband and children at home have a good attitude toward me now."

"Yes, I heard that there will be a promotion after the lecture today. Actually, even if there isn't a promotion, at our age, being able to find such a stable job and work hard, that's fine too."

Yin Yin Lao Die said: "You say that, if the company really makes big money later, everyone is an old employee, don't you want a raise?"

Chu Tianshu had excellent hearing; not only could he hear their chat here, but he could also hear other idle chats in the conference hall.

These people had basically been working for two years. Yin Yin Lao Die, who used to gamble, now only thought about getting a raise, and his attitude was really much more steady.

At this time, more than a dozen clearly younger people stood up from the front row and walked around the conference hall a few times, seemingly counting the number of people.

After they finished counting, a woman in the front row stood up and walked onto the stage.

Her red suit was very conspicuous, and her diamond earrings and lip gloss made people feel the capable temperament of a beautiful woman.

"I believe everyone here is quite familiar with me; I am the person in charge of this company, Mai Danhong."

The woman spoke into the microphone, and many voices immediately rang out in the conference hall.

Especially some old ladies, who had a special affection for this woman and could joke more, saying they knew her and expressing closeness.

The whole conference hall was like a big family, both intimate and lively.

Mai Danhong also smiled, but her eyes drifted to the top of the conference hall, seemingly not smiling for the people in front of her.

She raised a stack of paper in her hand, "The last page of the contract you signed when you joined the company is now being torn off; it is these 538 sheets of paper in my hand."

"This has your ID card copy, company employee certificate, and your handwritten signature."

"But starting today, you don't need this old certificate anymore."

Someone next to her was holding a large pair of scissors that looked like a gardener's.

Mai Danhong sent the paper to the side, and the large scissors cut the corner of the five hundred-plus sheets of paper; that was precisely the signature position of everyone.

Because there had long been rumors that they were going to sign a new contract, these five hundred-plus people in the conference hall didn't feel anything abnormal at all now.

Some even stood up when the old contract was cut, wanting to cheer and applaud.

However, the moment the contract was cut.

Chu Tianshu's right eyelid suddenly twitched.

He felt intense resentment growing in this conference hall.

Looking from the perspective of spirit communication, large amounts of light gray transparent smoke, like silk and threads, were steaming up from everywhere in the conference hall.

What the hell?!

I just wanted to expose a normal case; what is this again?

Chu Tianshu's eyeballs rolled, looking left and right, unable to distinguish where these smoke gases were mainly born.

Because it seemed that all five hundred-plus people had resentment rising from them.

Many people stood in their seats, cheering and applauding from the bottom of their hearts, while intense resentment was rising from them.

This scene was too weird.

"Lie!" (Array!)

Chu Tianshu chanted a low sound, his left hand drew a void, and a wisp of resentment passed through the crack in the door and wrapped around his fingertips.

When he went out, the Three-Seven Divine Sword was rolled on his left wrist by him.

This sword concentrated mental power and improved quality, not only increasing medicinal effects and destructive power but also making perception more pure.

Chu Tianshu's mantra effect, with the help of the divine sword, seemed to be able to list the characteristics of resentment.

"Bastard, how did I lose again! Bastard!"

"Don't gamble anymore, there's no money left at home, don't gamble anymore..."

"Mom! Mom! Don't jump! Damn casino!!"

Chu Tianshu seemed to hear the resentment soaring to the sky, crying or shouting.

All of it was resentment directed at the casino, all the unwillingness or hatred.

No, this resentment was not born just now, and it probably didn't come from these people in the conference hall themselves.

They had absorbed this resentment from other places and released it just now.

The mental energy of ordinary people is very low; even if the emotions in their hearts are very intense, resentment cannot remain in the air for a long time.

People who practice evil arts often have to torture people to death, cooperate with specific birth dates, environments, and incantations, so that the accumulated resentment is barely usable.

And this resentment directed at the casino did not all come from the dead, and it should have dissipated before it could be collected...

Chu Tianshu suddenly thought.

"It's Feng Shui!"

The density of artificial Feng Shui layouts in this city is too high.

While thousands of Feng Shui energy fields swallow gold and gather wealth, they are also using evil Qi to hinder their competitors.

The people who set up Feng Shui layouts want too much, to the point of forming a too comprehensive special environment.

Even things unfavorable to them can naturally be preserved longer and accumulated in this environment.

The actions of gamblers sometimes harm their families the most; the Qi of bitterness and resentment is endless.

The more the surface of the casino is like a raging fire, the thicker the fire of resentment in the shadows accumulates.

The erosion of Feng Shui artifacts, the low luck of casino bosses in certain stages, and even bankruptcy and ruin, may also be influenced by this resentment.

The world is dualistic; if you covet benefits, you inevitably have to bear the disadvantages.

This can be considered a kind of retribution that is not strong enough.

However, these forces that should have been retributed to them one day.

Are now being deceived by a large group of old men and old ladies, using themselves as carriers to collect them.

Two years!!

These old people who thought they had found a job had been posting flyers for two years, and most of them were probably posted near the casino.

Macau is only so big, and most areas can be called near the casino.

Divided among five hundred-plus people, collecting resentment bit by bit over seven hundred-plus days, no one could notice anything unusual.

The drinking water provided by the company must also have a problem; it is mostly some kind of curse water.

Collecting a little bit every day, only a little bit needs to be hidden, combined with curse water, making the resentment temporarily extremely quiet and stable.

Even with Chu Tianshu's perception ability, he didn't feel anything unusual in the other party's body when he met Yin Yin Lao Die before.

So much crying and hateful resentment is a usable offering for any ghost or evil spirit worshipped by any sect.

Today's event is clearly a long-planned evil ritual.

"Going to gamble yourself, you reap what you sow, but those broken families, not only have no money, but perhaps have no lives."

"In the end, even the crying and resentment have to be used by bigger bastards!"

The more Chu Tianshu's mind churned, the more indifferent his expression became, and his whole body's muscles seemed to be making light "deng, deng" sounds.

He didn't make a sound, but his fingers pressed ten exclamation marks on his phone in a row and sent them out instantly.

In these few seconds, the applause and cheers in the conference hall had all disappeared.

The group of people who had just stood up all fell back into their seats in a daze, only feeling dizzy and weak all over.

Yin Yin Lao Die thought, is the air in the conference hall not circulating enough? He opened his mouth, but didn't have the strength to speak.

When the resentment was just released, these old people who were deceived as carriers were actually relieved of a little burden, which was a little benefit.

However, the release of resentment would become faster and faster, causing a wash to their own consciousness.

In the end, it might even carry their souls out of their bodies and steam away.

Now these people had signs; the scenery in front of them became a bit blurry, and the figures on the stage were distorted.

Clearly human, still a beauty.

In their current field of vision, she was actually distorted like a red snake.

Mai Danhong's lip gloss was the color of a poisonous snake's tongue, and her arm waved to the side.

Five hundred-plus broken papers flew everywhere.

"It's started!"

Mai Danhong laughed softly.

Those broken papers were just a catalyst; in fact, these people's heat was already enough. As long as they walked in here today, the ritual had already begun.

She had waited for two years; no, it should be said that she had been waiting since she was a child. The children adopted by her father, according to personality assessment, some were placed in the open, and naturally some were in the dark.

Those in the open seemed more glorious, but her father had long explained that those people could not truly make him feel at ease and entrust them with the most important powers.

Hosting this event was proving her ability and potential.

"My future will start to take the stage from here!"

Mai Danhong's eyes were hot, simply wanting to embrace this monstrous resentment.

Bang!!!!

A loud noise suddenly rose, the conference hall door was violently opened, the two doors smashed into the inner side of the wall, crashing into pieces.

Cracks appeared in large patches on the tiles on the wall.

A figure, carrying a sharp, elongated whistling sound of wind, rushed violently from the aisle of the conference hall toward the lecture stage.

Mai Danhong was shocked; when this scene was reflected in her eyes, she almost felt that this person's figure was going to split the conference hall in two.

Raging wind and fire, killing intent piercing the air.

The reinforcements hadn't arrived yet.

But, I can't stand it anymore!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 77 =====