I didn't do anything for a week, and things piled up.

Coming to the funeral home early in the morning, Ah Jun took a stack of burial reports and handed them to Fan Zixi, "There are 13 bodies that need to be repaired." ”

"So much?" Fan Zixi flipped through the list of reports, "Can their families wait?" ”

"Two of them couldn't wait and were cremated directly. There was also a case involving the fact that the police took the body away in the morning. ”

"And now there are 10 bodies left to be repaired?" Fan Zixi asked.

"Thirteen, did you listen to me?" Ah Jun asked strangely with a frown.

"Didn't you say that two were cremated and one was picked up?" Fanzixi longed for all the bodies to be taken away.

"yes, minus 3, there are 13 left."

"I'll go, you don't make it clear~" Fan Zixi raised his hand, pretending to be tired and paralyzed.

"Haha~" Ah Jun smiled and patted Fan Zixi's shoulder, "Go and do things~Finish early and rest early~"

"I'm not out of the restoration room today~" Fan Zixi walked out of the door with the report.

"Whatever you want~" Ah Jun shouted.

Fan Zixi walked into the restoration room and watched the 13 corpses and souls sitting on the ground together.

"Yo~It's so lively today~" Fan Zixi wore warm overalls and walked towards the row of freezers on the wall.

"Yes, it's him, I heard my mother-in-law in the cafeteria say a few days ago that everyone in the yang world calls him Fanzixi." A soul talks to a group of spirits.

Fan Zixi smiled, walked over to the souls and squatted down, "You don't need me to introduce myself to you, do you?" ”

"Can he really see spirits?"

"The cafeteria mother-in-law said that he is the Red Dragon God, called the Three Realms!"

"No wonder, you see that his soul is red, unlike us."

"Does he know spells?"

"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen him."

"Hey, hey, I said that so many of you souls get together, and you just sit and talk like this every day?" Fan Zixi felt that a group of souls had gathered all of a sudden, waiting for him, which was quite fun.

"By the way, then should we call you the Three Realms, or Fanzixi, or the Red Dragon God?" A senior soul asked Fan Zixi.

"Feel free to do whatever you want~ Anyway, after repairing you, you should be cremated. When the time comes, whether you want to atone for your sins or reincarnate, we won't meet again anyway. Fan Zixi stood up, looked at the soul of the damaged body, pointed to the soul with the least broken face, and said, "Let's start with you, you should be able to get it done in an hour." ”

"Oh, okay." The soul that was named by Fan Zixi stood up, walked to the freezer containing his body and pointed, "I'm here, I'm sorry for you." ”

Fan Zixi opened the freezer drawer, then removed the body and placed it on the restoration table.

After wearing a mask and gloves, Fan Zixi suddenly felt like a doctor.

The most damaged part of this body is not the face, but the neck.

Fan Zixi cleaned his face first, and then scraped the dried blood scab around the big hole in his neck with a knife.

"You poked you in the throat to death?" Fan Zixi pressed the black blood hole that had stiffened with his tool, and felt like he was back in the days hundreds of years ago.

"yes." The soul looked gloomy, and spread out the palm of his right hand, "There is also a hole in the palm of the hand." ”

"If you died unexpectedly, why would your family help you fix the hole? Isn't it the end of the cremation directly? "Brahma Zixi is in the red. Finding the naked body, and then at the back of the waist, carefully cut a small piece of skin to mend the hole in the middle of the deceased's throat and palm.

"I didn't expect him to ask for help with my body." The soul wept, "It's not an accident, it's man-made." ”

"Has the murderer been caught?" Fan Zixi raised his head in surprise, looked at the soul and asked him.

"It's impossible for the murderer to be caught, and now everyone will think that I died by mistake when I was doing magic, so I should have died in an accident." The soul smiled bitterly and said, "But, it's fine. . . I'm dead, and the family is at ease. ”

"Ah, magician! I mean, you look so familiar! You're still a celebrity!! Fan Zixi took the skin grinding tool and looked at the soul beside him in amazement, "Yes, it's the Zhang Kaiwen who was on TV during the Chinese New Year!" ”

"It's me." The soul nodded, and then looked at Fan Zixi, who suddenly became excited, "Master of the Three Realms, you got my skin off." ”

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Fan Zixi hurriedly bowed down and picked up the small piece of skin that had just been cut from the body.

I don't know when, the other 12 souls have already gathered around to listen to the story. Fan Zixi looked at the blue souls around him, and felt like he was taking a public surgery class in the hospital.

"Kevin Zhang, I've seen your performance, a magician who just came back from France last year! Hey, it's a pity that he died as soon as he returned home! A soul burst out of one cheekbone on one side of his face, and said indignantly, "When your body is cremated, you can go to your murderer, take revenge, and then atone for your sins!" ”

Fan Zixi just wanted to say that that would make him more guilty, so Zhang Kaiwen spoke by himself, "When is the time for retribution, since I can still have such a consciousness when I die, then after he dies, he will be the same as me." If I take revenge on him, when he dies, I will not have peace in hell. ”

Although what he said would not be true, Fan Zixi didn't want to explain anything to him, and continued to concentrate on repairing the hole in Zhang Kaiwen's neck.

It didn't take long for Fan Zixi to get it done, "Look at it, I think it's okay." ”

"Well, thank you, I don't really mind what the body looks like." Zhang Kaiwen looked at it and said, "This hole can make me remember how cruel this family is." Now that the hole is gone, it's as if he hadn't killed me, and it's chilling. Perhaps, he also thinks that by helping me repair this hole, he can live a more peaceful life. ”

"Then he thinks too well, I don't believe that he killed someone, and he doesn't have nightmares?" Fan Zixi said, putting Zhang Kaiwen's body in the freezer.

Zhang Kaiwen smiled faintly, "My mother and I were killed by them after all, maybe this is fate." ”

No matter how much grievances the body has, Fan Zixi only told himself that everyone has a life, and he should not be nosy.

After putting the body away, Fan Zixi walked over, "Huh? You're a celebrity, leave me an autograph! ”

"It's okay to sign it, but I can't hold the pen." Kaiwen Zhang is very easy-going.

Fan Zixi took the paper and brought a pen over, "You just died not long ago, and you don't have the ability to manipulate the real thing, but if it's very light, it should still be okay." Fan Zixi said, took off the refill of the pen, and handed it to Zhang Kaiwen. Zhang Kaiwen tried, and really picked up the refill.

Hanging refills, fluttering on the paper, writing names.

"Thank you~" Fan Zixi smiled, took the used pen and paper, and put them away.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Zhang Kaiwen waved his hand.

"I want it too, I want it too!" A spirit raised its hand and shouted.

"He wants me, too!" Immediately, several souls also seemed to follow the trend, and they all raised their hands and shouted, as if they would suffer if they didn't want to.

Zhang Kaiwen smiled, "I really didn't expect that I have so many fans~"

"Hey, hey, hey," Fan Zixi clapped his hands to silence them, "You souls are already dead, what's the use of signing them?" Cremate together in two days? ”

"That's right, right? We're all dead, why do you need him to sign it? "A soul wants to come.

"That's right, in fact, we didn't ask for his autograph when we were alive, it's not a big deal~" Another spirit followed.

"Hey, there are more souls than people~" Fan Zixi once again began to rectify discipline, "You guys stand up, I'll see who will fix it faster next?" ”

The souls immediately stood in front of Fan Zixi, there was no formation, but they were all facing Fan Zixi.

Fan Zixi has a big brain, and this group of souls with tattered faces suddenly made him think of "The Walking Dead".

Thinking about them walking slowly together, his mouth came out with a "uh... Belch.. Fan Zixi couldn't help laughing.

Looking at a bad-looking soul in the middle, most of his nose was cut off and hung in the middle of his face, Fan Zixi pointed at him, "You, sticky nose should be fast." ”

The soul with the hanging nose walked over and took Fan Zixi to the freezer of his body, and the other souls formed a circle and sat together and chatted.

"Huh? What's the matter with you? Fan Zixi opened the freezer drawer, and the naked body had more than half of his nose cut off on his face, and his body was very badly damaged.

Fan Zixi moved the body to the restoration table, "Look at you, you've been cut down!" Cut like this, your body should be handed over to the police, right?! ”

"Big brother, I mixed with the underworld, and I slept with the eldest woman, and it was my expectation that I was cut like this, hehe~" That hanging nose soul looked unrepentant when he died.

"Your family isn't worried about you?" Fan Zixi walked to the table, picked up the burial report and looked at it.

"What's the matter with worrying, no one cares about me since I was a child, my parents don't care about my life or death at all~" Hanging nose put his hand into his pocket and took it out, but he didn't find anything, and took out his hand again, "Cut~ I thought there was smoke in my pocket~"

Fan Zixi closed the funeral report, "When your family came to the funeral home, did you see them?" They don't care about you, can't you see? ”

"They just cry~ It's no different ~" The hanging nose shrugged.

"You sent it a week ago, I wasn't here for seven days, and your family waited for seven days, insisting on waiting for me to come back and help you restore your body. You think they don't care about you, so why do they have to repair all the wounds on your body and cremate you? Fan Zixi said lightly, walked to the toolbox, took out the special glue and squeezed it into the plastic plate.

The hanging nose was stunned and stopped talking. Fan Zixi didn't want to say anything to him, and concentrated on repairing the body in front of him.

Today is really busy, I don't even have time to drink saliva, while sewing the body, while talking to the spirits, in a blink of an eye, it is afternoon.

It's really a little sore in the neck, Fanzi stretched his waist, "I repaired 5 easier ones today, and I'll fix the others tomorrow." ”

The souls waved goodbye to Fan Zixi, and Fan Zixi was just about to walk out of the door, when Zhang Kaiwen stopped him.

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