Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 111 Influence
When Wu Dajin heard Chen Chuan's advice, he hesitated, "But what about the ancestral hall..."

He doesn't care about the flying head, he only cares about the townspeople. As long as the townspeople are fine, the flying head can go wherever he wants, and there's no need to chase the rest, right?
Chen Chuan saw through his thoughts at a glance, and he said, "The flying head in the town is gone, but if this flying head is still there, there is no guarantee that the previous incident will not happen again."

Wu Dajin was shocked, thinking this was very likely, and immediately responded: "I'll do it right away!"

Chen Chuan watched his figure hurriedly leave. It cannot be said that Wu Dajin had a narrow vision. Living in this world, many people only care about what is in front of them, stay in their own circles, and don't want to care about other things at all, because sometimes they will not end up well if they care.

At this time, most of the onlookers had already fled away, they already knew how serious it was, but one had to admire the spirit of some people. Chen Chuan saw a few people vomiting and holding on to the barrier rope while looking over here, the only one missing was a mobile phone in their hands.

The two security guards were still kowtowed, and they didn't stop even when I patted their shoulders and shook them. Wu Dajin waited for a while and became a little impatient. He ordered, "Damn it, move them under the new altar!"

When Chen Chuan saw this scene, he thought about it and decided to let them kowtow all at once instead of bothering two people with the same matter.

Because it had been organized once, it was easy to set up an altar again. The security team members quickly set it up, and then brought a sheep over, knocked it unconscious, and placed it on the altar.

Then everyone stepped back and waited there. Actually, after the flying head in Wujia Town was dealt with, there was no need to entrust the company. They could just turn around and leave. Do you want me to deal with another flying head? Sure, you can entrust me with another one. But now the reason they stayed was all for Chen Chuan's sake.

Because they also realized that Chen Chuan was just taking care of them, so they were willing to return the favor. Anyway, there was no need for them to do it, and to be honest, it would always be helpful for them to make friends with an expert who can deal with ghost stories.

Chen Chuan stood not far from the altar and looked up at the sky. He was not sure whether another flying head would be attracted after dealing with one. He just wanted to give it a try.

However, the flying head seemed to be quite stupid. As the simple sacrificial ceremony began, another flying head flew back after a while.

During this period, he also reloaded his bullets.

The flying head circled in the sky, then rushed down towards the altar, and soon began to bite the sheep below.

Chen Chuan adjusted his breathing. This was the first time he dealt with something like this. To be honest, he had no experience and relied entirely on on-the-spot reactions. But this time he had a rough idea of ​​what was going on, so after stepping forward, he took the initiative outside the Feitou's alert circle. He rushed forward like an arrow from a bow, and then took advantage of the situation to slash through it with a knife!

The knife was swung with such force and speed that it not only cut the flying head in half, but also split the sheep's corpse and the entire altar in half!

The two halves of the flying head twitched once and then stopped moving.

Chen Chuan took a look and found that the signs of his own blurring had also deepened. He did not care much about it. Compared with the shadow in the cinema he encountered last time, this was still a milder degree.

He flicked the knife, walked back, and said to Wu Dajin, "Captain Wu, don't get close to these things for now. They will rot in a few days, and then you can bury them with soil."

Wu Dajin took a look. After the flying head was broken open, all that was revealed was gray and black withered tissue. The face that was split in half still seemed to be smiling, which was a bit creepy. He shuddered and nodded. Then he asked anxiously: "Then, Mr. Chen, what will happen to those who are affected by the flying head?"

Chen Chuan said: "Most people will be fine after a few days of rest, but those who are particularly affected... take good care of them."

At present, we have no idea what form the damage caused by these strange stories will take. Everyone present today has been harmed, but the degree of damage varies.

People who possess breathing techniques and alienated tissues may be fine after a while, but ordinary people will definitely suffer more serious effects, especially the elderly and children, who cannot be compared with middle-aged people.

Wu Dajin knew what he meant, but he was mentally prepared. This result was good enough for him. He stepped forward and held Chen Chuan's hand, saying solemnly, "Thank you for the entrustment, Chen. The people of Wujia Town will remember your help."

He bowed to the people from the entrusting company around him and said, "Thank you all, thank you for giving me face just now. In the future, if you come to our Wujia Town, we will definitely treat you well."

However, most of the people in the client company reacted coldly to his words, with only a few people responding, and Wu Dajin didn't care.

Chen Chuan reminded him of some things that needed his attention, and when he saw that there were no problems, he got into Ren Shu's car and returned to the city.

Ren Shu watched him solve the problem today and admired him very much. He was not like other partners, whose impression of the client was just based on what others told him. He had seen what some of the clients did, and those were just ordinary incidents, not as exciting as today.

Although the company decided to specialize in ghost story commissions, this was the first time he had seen a real ghost story with his own eyes. The calmness and composure displayed by Chen Chuan from beginning to end made him feel that he had hired the right person and that the expert was worthy of being an expert.

He couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Chen, have you solved other commissions as easily as today?"

Chen Chuan said seriously: "It's not easy, because solving ghost stories mainly depends on prior understanding and preparation, and taking the right approach. If the approach is not right, the trouble and difficulty will increase tenfold."

Ren Shu thought of how so many people were at a loss before Chen Chuan arrived, and he couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Chen Chuan had something else to say. In fact, finding the right method is only one of the conditions. If ghost stories were so easy to solve, they would have been solved long ago.

There is definitely something wrong with people who are constantly hurting others. People who have been in contact with this for a long time don't know what problems will arise. It may be the same. There are very few experts of this kind. In other words, he has a second self, so don't worry too much about this.

At this moment, he also discovered that the alienated tissue in his body was growing slowly. This was different from the strange story he had seen in the cinema. There was a stimulation to the alienated tissue at that time, and it disappeared, but this kind of thing only reacted afterwards.

Ren Shu then asked curiously: "Mr. Chen, what exactly is that flying head?"

Chen Chuan said: "I would also like to know the answer, but unfortunately, there is no answer yet. We can only solve the problem after it arises."

He had read the information given by Cheng Zitong, and currently had a guess that, except for the first flying head that was born, the rest of the flying heads were most likely transformed from real human heads.

The fact that two flying heads appeared so close to Yangzhi City is enough to indicate that there will be more flying heads appearing on the periphery. It seems that Yangzhi City Government Office will soon make a big move.

Ren Shu looked at him and said carefully, "Mr. Chen, I have discussed with my partners. Considering the upcoming commissions, it may be inconvenient for you to travel. The company has decided to provide you with two cars, one in the city and one for out-of-town commissions. What do you think, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Okay." Having a car would make travel more convenient, which would be helpful for the entrusted tasks, and it would be convenient to carry things, and he wouldn't have to worry about maintenance, which was also good.

Ren Shu was very happy to see that he accepted the offer. He pointed to the driver beside him and said, "Mr. Chen, what do you think of Xiao Wei? He is our company's full-time driver."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "I have no problem."

Ren Shu said, "Mr. Chen, I will buy a garage near your school and connect a telephone line. Xiao Wei will always be waiting there. If you need anything in the future, you can call him directly. You will have to call the company first these days."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Okay, Mr. Ren, thank you for the company's cooperation and your care."

He knew that Ren Shu and his group were not short of money. If it were an ordinary entrusting company, they would not have such care. It would be good enough if they did not deduct from the entrusting remuneration, and sometimes they would even make things difficult for the entrusting rating.

Ren Shu quickly said, "Of course I should."

The vehicle returned smoothly and arrived at the patrolman's family area. Chen Chuan said goodbye to him and returned home.

Nian Fuli had gone to the bureau a long time ago these two days, and Yu Wan had also gone to visit with her cousins. He went to the bathroom to wash up, changed his clothes, and then returned to his room and turned on the radio on the table.

During the Chinese New Year, Nian Fuli's apprentice Xiao Wu gave him a new radio. Nian Fuli said he was not used to the new one, so he gave it to him.

Soon there was a rustling sound from inside. He turned it a few times and dialed to the news. Then he pulled out the Xuejun Knife and took out a cloth to clean and wipe it carefully.

During the wiping process, he could clearly feel that the resonance between Xuejun Sword and himself had deepened slightly, which was obviously different from the last time. His eyes could not help but move, which meant that fighting not only with people, but also with ghost stories might also have a certain stimulating effect on the sword itself.

But this seems to make sense. Ghost stories can stimulate his own alienated tissue, which will also have an impact on the knife. It is just that it is not known whether the knife will be damaged. However, considering that this knife can repair itself, there should be no problem.

Just then, a piece of news caught his attention.

"A mass drinking water poisoning incident occurred in Wujia Town in the northern suburbs of Yangzhi. Hundreds of townspeople showed symptoms of poisoning. Currently, with the concern of the Government Affairs Office, the responsible party has been severely punished, and the emotions of the townspeople have been appeased..."

The matter was briefly mentioned in a news item, which was roughly the explanation for the Wujia Town incident. However, the Feitou incident was indeed not easy to discuss publicly, because if not handled properly, someone might follow suit.

The only reason is water poisoning...

He thought about it, and after packing up the Xuejun Sword and putting it back into its sheath, he opened the map of Yangzhi City and took a look at it. There are two main rivers flowing through Yangzhi City, both of which can be regarded as tributaries of the Xuan River, the largest river in Dashun.

One of the routes comes from the west and passes through the city, while the other comes from the southeast and goes around the city, passing by a large number of factories in the southeast of the city and then goes north. Wujia Town is located right in the downstream position, which seems to be very reasonable, but it seems too reasonable, which makes it seem like there is a problem.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard the phone ring. He stood up and walked out, picked up the receiver, and heard a bright voice from inside: "Cousin, are you home? Is it convenient for you to answer the phone?"

Chen Chuan said: "My aunt and uncle are not here, I am alone, you decide."

"Okay, cousin, after I came back, I have read a lot of case files these days and came to a conclusion," Gao Ming's very serious voice came from the other end of the phone: "If possible, I think you should get an unlimited self-defense certificate as soon as possible, and the sooner the better."

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(End of this chapter)