My master is the coffin

Chapter 561 Investigation
I looked forward along these large pipes, and found that they lead to a factory building, where there are several large chimneys, towering into the sky.

The abbot pointed to the chimney and said, "See? This place is polluted. So there is something wrong with those corpses."

I nodded: "What you said makes sense. But, are you sure that these pipes come from the factory building?"

Those pipes are buried underground, and there is only an outlet by the river, and no one knows where it comes from.

The abbot said: "There is only such a factory here, if it is not them, who could it be? Even if it is not, it is the most suspicious."

I pointed to the chimney and said, "But two of them did not emit smoke, and the remaining one also emitted white smoke."

Wushuang asked me, "What does White Smoke mean?"

I said, "It has been processed, and the degree of pollution is relatively small."

Wushuang frowned and said, "Two days ago, we had a sleep around here. After waking up, there was a layer of black dust on our bodies. Didn't it come out of this chimney?"

I said, "At least not from a chimney emitting white smoke."

Ksitigarbha said, "What's going on, let's go and have a look."

Several of us nodded and walked towards the factory.

The closer I got to the factory, I saw the trees by the roadside and the crops in the field, all black, with a fine layer of black soil on it, which looked like a ground pencil lead.

The abbot pointed to the trees and said, "What do you think? Don't these trees explain the problem?"

I nodded silently.

At this time, the red sun was setting in the west, just above the chimney.I looked over there and saw that the dark factory was printed with a touch of red, which was really pretty.

While I was admiring the beautiful scenery, there was a sudden roar from the factory without warning, which was more than three or four times louder than before.

We were all startled, for fear that the factory would blow up.After waiting for a while, nothing unusual happened.

At this time, it was completely dark, and the abbot asked, "Shall we go in and have a look?"

I scratched my head and said, "It's okay to go in and have a look. But be careful, don't fall into the machine."

Wushuang suddenly asked, "Is it raining?"

At this time, I also felt it, crackling, and something fell on my head.

Ksitigarbha still looked like an eminent monk, clasped his palms together and stood still, but Baoxiang solemnly said: "It's not raining, but the dust from the chimney has fallen."

I touched my face with my hand, and sure enough, my fingers seemed to have passed through the ink.

I looked up and found that the two chimneys that were originally quiet had begun to smoke.The thick black smoke was like a giant dragon, hovering and rushing into the air, before spreading downward.

Wushuang said: "If it weren't for us being able to see things at night, it wouldn't be easy to find these chimneys emitting black smoke."

I nodded: "I heard that some factories turn off the decontamination equipment at night in order to avoid inspection, which can save a lot of money."

Wushuang asked me: "What should we do now? Shall we destroy this factory?"

I smiled wryly and shook my head: "We are in the current situation, why should we destroy other people's factories? Just a dozen security guards will beat us up."

Wushuang asked: "Then what should we do? You can't just watch them like this."

I thought for a while and said, "The villagers here will suffer the most from this factory's actions. Let's tell them the news. A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake. If the villagers keep objecting, this factory will definitely have to shut down."

Wushuang nodded: "Then let's go back quickly. If we don't leave, the abbot is about to explode."

I looked at the swollen and somewhat transparent abbot, nodded, and walked towards the village at a faster pace.

I look much better than the abbot, but my own situation is only known to me, and every second I want to cough.

Although tuberculosis is not difficult to cure with current medicine, the disease was passed to me by a ghost, and the medicine in the hospital did not work for me at all.In other words, even if I had a cold, it could kill me.

A few of us hurried, and finally arrived at the village.

The thin woman was looking at us at the door of the house. When she saw us coming back, she was overjoyed and asked, "How is it?"

We nodded: "The reason has been found out, but there is still a bit of trouble, we have to go in and talk about it."

The thin woman let us in, and I saw the man get up too.

A few of us sat down.The thin woman asked, "What's going on?"

We told the original findings of today.

The thin woman looked at us with wide eyes and asked, "Really?"

The abbot pointed to himself: "I'm already like this, do you think I lied to you?"

The thin woman waved her hands again and again: "No, I'm just too shocked, I can't turn the corner for a while, so I asked casually."

The skinny woman asked, "How do we crack it?"

We glanced at each other and said decisively: "The factory stopped production. It is the chief culprit. Only when the factory stops can the grievances of those evil spirits be resolved."

Hearing what we said, the originally silent man stood up abruptly and said, "Impossible."

His reaction was a bit intense, I looked at him strangely and asked, "Are you the boss?"

The man shook his head and said, "Will the boss live in the bungalow?"

I asked strangely: "Since you are not the boss, why don't you support closing down the factory?"

The man pointed to the furniture in the house: "Do you think these are blown by the strong wind?" He patted the wall at home: "Do you think this house was given for nothing?"

The man ran around the house like crazy.

The thin woman sighed and explained to us: "I don't know if you have ever been to Bohai Village."

I was taken aback: "Bohai Village?"

The thin woman nodded: "It's about thirty miles away from here, so poor as hell."

I suddenly knew what the thin woman was talking about.That turtle-shaped village is actually Bohai Village.I suddenly remembered that sentence again, there is Sanxian Mountain on the Bohai Sea, thousands of miles away...

What the thin woman said next interrupted my train of thought. She said: "Originally, our village was as poor as Bohai Village. No matter how capable you are, this place does not support people, and there is no way to make money. But later we became rich. Woke up."

I asked, "Because of this factory?"

The thin woman nodded: "Originally, the factory was chosen to be in Bohai Village, but the old village head there disagreed with his life and death. After the factory was built, he led people to knock down the wall. I have tossed and tossed so many times, They were beaten and fined. But the village refused to accept it. In the end, the government had no choice but to discuss with the boss and build the factory in our village.”

The thin woman looked at the light above her head and seemed to be recalling: "After the factory was built, those who were idle went to work. Gradually, the main income of our village was the wages in that factory. The mud house was knocked down and a new one was built. The radio was replaced by a TV. Hey, who wouldn’t want to live this life? Just now you said that the factory will be shut down. Our family doesn’t want to live in poverty anymore, so I’m a little anxious .”

I nodded: "So it's because of this."

The abbot persuaded the man: "What are you afraid of being poor? I lived in the temple back then, and I made six steamed buns a day. Didn't I survive like this? My figure at that time, tsk tsk tsk, nothing to say."

The man suddenly asked: "If you were allowed to live with six steamed buns a day, would you still be willing?"

The abbot hesitated.

The man smiled proudly: "Look, how is it?"

Ksitigarbha said: "If the factories don't stop working, those ghosts won't disperse, and I'm afraid it will be very troublesome."

The thin woman asked, "Can we move the grave?"

Ksitigarbha shook his head slowly: "Their bones have been poisoned, and it's useless to move the grave. Now we have to shut down the factory to resolve their grievances."

The thin woman nodded slowly, then looked at her husband eagerly.

The man looked at the yard, deliberately avoiding our eyes, and then he said, "Stop working, I don't care."

I said: "If you fight with reason like Bohai Village, the other party will definitely agree."

(End of this chapter)