Terrifying Heavens: I Slay Demons by Painting Faces

Chapter 90 Fetal God

Chen Hengyi and Master Danyang arrived at the place where Aqiang lived.

Looking up, there is a long staircase; even people with poor physical fitness would break out in a sweat climbing it.

Chen Hengyi and Danyang strolled forward together, asking, "How many days will it take to set up the formation?"

Danyang shook his head: "This formation can't be completed. I predicted that the ghost would definitely resort to desperate measures. This formation is just to force it to expose itself."

"So I changed my approach."

After a while, the two arrived at A-Qiang's house.

I knocked on the door twice.

The woman who opened the door was pale-faced and heavily pregnant.

Chen Hengyi glanced at it quickly, then his gaze immediately locked onto the other person's large belly.

It was clear from what Chen Hengyi saw that the other woman's fetus was somewhat unusual, but he didn't make a fuss. Instead, he smiled and said to her, "Mrs. Zhang, I'm Qiang's boss. I've come to your door today to discuss some work. Is this convenient?"

The woman in front of him was naturally A-Qiang's wife. A-Qiang's real name was Zhang Jinqiang, and this woman's name was Wang Yulan.

However, A-Qiang always referred to his wife as Xiao-Lan.

Just as Xiaolan was about to speak, two business cards were handed to her.

She glanced down and was immediately drawn to a gleaming, gold-plated business card. The three characters "Chen Hengyi" were prominently displayed on it!

Danyang's lips twitched slightly: Using a gold business card, how tacky, so tacky. It's just because they have a little money.

Xiao Lan put away Chen Hengyi's business card and said gently, "Boss Chen, please come in. A-Qiang is sleeping, I'll go wake him up."

Xiao Lan was also puzzled. Why would Chen Hengyi, a big boss, come to her house?

Just as she was thinking about it, Chen Hengyi and Danyang squeezed in.

As soon as I entered the room, two pairs of eyes scanned me rapidly, like radar.

Danyang lowered his voice and said in a tone only Chen Hengyi could hear, "The feng shui here is wrong. Find a way to smash the stove."

According to folklore, when there is a pregnant woman in the family, one should not disturb the stove or kitchen, as doing so would offend the fetal spirit and displease the Kitchen God.

Just now, Chen Hengyi noticed something was wrong with the fetus in Xiaolan's belly, because he couldn't see any soul in it; it seemed to be a plant-like fetus.

Logically speaking, Xiaolan is now close to giving birth, and the fetus has already developed, so it's impossible for her to be without a soul.

The only explanation is that the man in red had already made all the arrangements. All he had to do was wait for Xiao Lan to give birth so he could implant himself in the fetus and achieve his own goals.

Therefore, smashing the stove can suppress the other party from a feng shui perspective.

While the two were checking, Xiaolan had already woken up Aqiang.

Ah Qiang was still a little dazed, but after seeing Chen Hengyi, he immediately became completely awake!

Chen Hengyi smiled and said to A-Qiang, "As an employee of our company, we share both prosperity and adversity. I noticed today that the feng shui of your home is not good and needs to be changed, otherwise it will be detrimental to the company. What do you think?"

Ah Qiang naturally nodded in agreement, because Chen Hengyi had already explained everything last night, and he was just going through the motions now.

But the next moment, the usually gentle Xiaolan suddenly changed her demeanor and shouted, "No! You can't possibly move the house!"

As soon as Alan spoke, Chen Hengyi and the other man looked strange but remained silent.

Ah-Qiang quickly stepped forward to gently persuade her to stop, but Xiao-Lan's attitude was very firm; she simply wouldn't allow any changes to the family.

Then the young couple started arguing.

As an outsider, Chen Hengyi naturally didn't want to get involved, so he went to the kitchen and touched the stove.

Then, to Danyang's astonishment, he took a deep breath and slammed his fist down with all his might!

With a loud bang, half of the stove collapsed.

The next moment, Xiaolan rushed in, her belly protruding. She screamed loudly when she saw the broken stove.

Chen Hengyi waved his hand innocently and said, "Mrs. Zhang, I just touched it. I didn't expect your products to be of such poor quality."

Chen Hengyi looked ashamed and said, "How about this, I'll compensate you."

Xiao Lan couldn't stand it anymore, and she immediately tried to drive Chen Hengyi and the other man away.

And just as their hands and feet accidentally touched, he could feel that Xiaolan's body was very cold.

This was definitely influenced by the Red Shirts.

Ah Qiang stepped forward to stop Xiao Lan, but one sentence immediately froze him in place: "Zhang Jingqiang, do you not want your child to be well? Don't you know you can't just move things around on the stove?"

"What will you do if something happens to your child?!"

Chen Hengyi did not resist; he had already achieved his goal of smashing the stove and weakening the Red Shirt Boys.

In reality, the other feng shui arrangements in that room were meant to influence A-Qiang, not his plans.

Chen Hengyi shook his hand and walked downstairs.

Time flew by, and a day passed. The array formation of the Central Tower became more and more perfect.

At midnight, Ah-Qiang began his daily patrol, and today he teamed up with Fatty for patrol.

Just as they were halfway there, the fat guy suddenly felt the urge to urinate. He told Ah Qiang and ran into the toilet.

Ah Qiang shook his head and waited outside the door.

But suddenly, he heard Uncle Han's voice coming from the walkie-talkie: "Qiang, Xiao Lan is here to see you. She said she can't sleep tonight. Come down quickly."

Ah Qiang frowned. As he looked down the stairs into the lobby, he saw a pregnant woman walking in.

Ah Qiang couldn't help but wonder, "Why is Xiao Lan here instead of staying at home?"

"Are you still angry about what happened yesterday?"

Ah-Qiang shouted into the toilet, and after hearing Fatty's response, he rushed downstairs.

But as soon as he reached the stairwell, he saw the elevator light up and then open. Xiao Lan, with a gloomy expression, waved to A Qiang and said, "Come here quickly, I have something to tell you."

Ah-Qiang frowned slightly. He felt that something was wrong. He had just seen Xiao-Lan on the first floor. How come the elevator was going so fast?

Despite his doubts, Ah-Qiang went inside and asked, "It's so late, can't we talk about it tomorrow when I get back?"

Xiaolan angrily retorted, "You sent your boss to smash our stove yesterday, and I've been holding my anger in ever since!"

Upon hearing this, A-Qiang quickly offered words of comfort, but then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that a Bagua mirror that had been hanging inside the elevator was now broken.

Xiaolan was still chattering away, but the elevator had already reached the basement level.

With a ding, the elevator doors opened, revealing pitch-black darkness outside.

Ah Qiang was startled and asked, "Did I press the elevator button when I came in?"

"Come out with me, I have something to tell you that I'm afraid your friends might overhear us elsewhere."

Xiao Lan walked out of the elevator on her own, and just then, under the elevator lights, A Qiang was shocked to find that his wife had no shadow!

Suddenly, Ah Qiang remembered some of Chen Hengyi's instructions. His face turned pale, and sweat beaded on his forehead. He frantically pressed the elevator buttons.

But at this moment, the elevator seemed to be broken; no matter how much he pounded on it, it wouldn't budge.

Xiaolan stood outside the door, a smile on her face: "What are you doing? Come out."

A-Qiang forced a smile: "Xiao-Lan, it's not time for me to get off work yet. Let's talk about it after get off work."