At four o'clock in the morning of the third day, Zhang Qiusheng and the two finally set foot on the land of Qilin City. He took a few deep breaths and praised loudly: "It's still good to be home, even the air seems so kind." "Li Mantun doesn't have this sourness, and his hometown is not here. But I was also very emotional in my heart, and I finally came back after all the hardships.

The two are still nondescript, Zhang Qiusheng is carrying two hot water bottles, and a steamer cloth is wrapped around his neck. Li Mantun learned from Zhang Qiusheng, and also used steamed cloth as a scarf around his neck, and carried a backpack.

There is a lot of solicitation at the port. It's all people from small hotels in the neighborhood. But these two goods are not pulled, and they look too strange.

I hired a taxi, and after getting in the car, the driver asked where to go. Zhang Qiusheng asked rhetorically: "Where is the one who sells that, that, that dead man's supplies?" "When the driver boarded, his scalp was numb, his cold hair was fried, and his chrysanthemum was tight. These two people are very weird, they carry two black hot water bottles in the morning, and they also carry a big backpack and tie a white coarse cloth around their necks.

If you want to say that they are at home, why should they carry a backpack by themselves? And it seems to have come off the ship. If you want to say they're traveling, why do you have to carry two hot water bottles? And a piece of white coarse cloth around the neck, this is what Shenma means?

What kind of dress is this? What is it for? Could it be that the legend drove out the corpses? A cool air penetrated the tail vertebrae from the top of his head, and the driver stammered: "I am me, I don't know." ”

"I don't know such a famous place, what kind of taxi do you drive?" Zhang Qiusheng said dissatisfiedly. In fact, the driver knew, but he was temporarily scared and couldn't remember. At this time, there must be one near the funeral home. So I started the car and drove to the funeral home.

Li Mantun didn't know what Zhang Qiusheng was doing, but according to the usual practice, if any of them wanted to do anything, the others expressed their support in silence. The consequences arising from this are both good and bad.

The funeral home is in the northern suburbs, and the taxi stops in front of a nearby funeral supply store. Waiting for the taxi to leave, Li Mantun asked Zhang Qiusheng: "Lao Zhang, what the hell are you doing?" What are you doing here early in the morning? ”

Zhang Qiusheng looked at Li Mantun strangely and said, "Have you forgotten Li Cuilan?" I can tell you that people have saved your life. You're not going to be ungrateful, are you? ”

Li Mantun couldn't afford to bear the charge of ingratitude, and immediately shouted when he heard this: "What? How ungrateful I am! I'm just asking you what you're doing here early in the morning! It's lifeless, and it's not a fun place. ”

Zhang Qiusheng said: "Nonsense, of course it's to settle Cuilan." I can't take her home. My grandparents are over 80 years old, and they are not as angry as young people. Qiu Tong is naughty with that child, the more things he doesn't let him move, the more he has to move, what if he loses it? Wouldn't it be nice if we bought an urn and put her in the ashes storage at the funeral home? ”

Li Mantun nodded and said, "It's good, it's just too lonely." She has been alone abroad for more than 300 years and has been lonely. Now that she has returned to China, she has to be given a lively place anyway. ”

Zhang Qiusheng said thoughtfully: "Yes, it's not easy to settle." I thought about it for a day on the ship, and I only thought about this idea. You can't put her on the people's road, can you? Hey! I remember. ”

Zhang Qiusheng seemed to have remembered some good idea, and said excitedly: "Just let you go there." All five of you are young and angry. In addition, you are immortal cultivators, and you are not taboo about this kind of thing. ”

Li Mantun didn't expect Zhang Qiusheng to come up with such an idea, scratched his scalp and said, "Okay, this is indeed a good idea." I'm sure they will welcome it too, and Xiuying won't have an opinion. It's just, I'm afraid. I'm afraid that the elders of the family will come. Among the elders of our family, there are some, that. I won't tell you anything, among our parents, there are some elders who are quite confused. They still cling to the old ideas, old concepts, old visions, old things, old things from 800 years ago,-"

"Stop!" Zhang Qiusheng interrupted Li Mantun's words and said something unspeakable for him: "You mean, your parents may do something unfavorable to Cuilan, right?" Li Mantun squeaked: "This, that, maybe, right." ”

Li Mantun still hasn't said anything. Their elders are unreasonable. If you want the juniors to do something, you have to do it, and you can't resist a little, that's how it has been since childhood.

I didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After half a year of training in the middle of the twenty-first century, both aspects of martial arts have grown rapidly, and the idea of equality and democracy has also been established. In addition, this age is the rebellious period, and after careful reflection, I feel that the elders in the family are not right, and that is not right. It's just that these words are embarrassing for Zhang Qiusheng to say.

Zhang Qiusheng shook his hand and said, "Don't talk about it, let's buy an urn and place her in the ashes storage for the time being." With that, he knocked on the door.

Funeral stores are generally open 24 hours a day, because no one knows when someone will die, and you have to wait for this business all the time, and the day of other people's suffering is when they buy and sell at the door. It's just that before dawn, the lights in the store are only turned on, and the shopkeeper sleeps as usual. Hearing Zhang Qiusheng knocking on the door, the shopkeeper immediately got up.

The owner is not very old and is not a veteran of the industry. He had never seen a bereaved family dressed like this. I wondered if the funeral customs had changed again? Changed to two boys, carrying two hot water bottles, and white coarse cloth around their necks? Why haven't you heard of it? Or is it that the outsiders died in Qilin and acted according to the customs of their hometown?

Zhang Qiusheng didn't care about the shopkeeper's hair, and asked, "Do you sell urns here?" "Huh? The shopkeeper was confused again. Those who come to knock on the door before dawn in the early morning are usually newly bereaved family members. What you want to buy is usually firecrackers, paper money, shrouds, and incense candles. How can anyone come to buy an urn for a new funeral? But if it's not a new funeral, then there's no need to rush to knock on the door early in the morning?

However, after all, the shopkeeper is a buyer and seller, and he will not neglect customers because of doubts in his heart, so he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes." Which one do you want? The shopkeeper said, pointing to a row of urns on the shelves. On a cold day, the shopkeeper got up in a hurry, wearing a yellow coat in a hollow cage, shivering from the cold.

Zhang Qiusheng pointed to a very luxurious urn and asked, "How much is this?" The shopkeeper was happy, this customer was not small, he was a big buyer: "I have two thousand here, you want to go into the funeral home, they sell three thousand." Zhang Qiusheng put his hand down, the price was outrageous, and there was no room for bargaining. He pointed to an ordinary one and asked, "How much is this?" ”

The shopkeeper blew his nose and wiped his hand on his yellow coat before he said, "One thousand." He had lost his enthusiasm, and he had seen that there was an illiterate lord in front of him. The mood is cold, the body is even colder, and the snot is constantly drenched. The shopkeeper kept wiping his nose and his hands on his yellow coat.

There is no way to cut the price of 1,000. Zhang Qiusheng looked at the shelves for a long time, but he didn't see an urn that he was sure could cut down the price. simply didn't look at it, and asked directly: "You don't sell cheaper ones here?" ”

The shopkeeper was impatient, but no matter how small the business was, he still maintained an enthusiastic attitude, took one out at the bottom of the shelf, and said, "This is the cheapest, five hundred, if you want it, take it." "Hurry up and go back to the bed after this deal, it's too cold to stand it.

Zhang Qiusheng said hesitantly: "Boss, look." I won't bargain anymore, well, I only have ninety-two yuan and six cents on me, and I'll give it all to you, okay? ”

You're not bargaining? The shopkeeper looked at Zhang Qiusheng with a big mouth. I'll offer five hundred, and it's great if you cut two hundred. You, you even reached ninety-two yuan and six cents and two cents, is there anyone still spending two cents this year? Besides, there is no one in this industry to bargain. Whose family died early in the morning, and came here to bargain?

"No way!" The shopkeeper is categorical. After speaking, he turned his head and prepared to go back to the bed, he is generally not afraid of thieves in this business. But after walking a few steps, the shopkeeper turned around and asked Zhang Qiusheng and them to go out. When encountering such a bargaining master, maybe they really steal. It's better to drive them out and be steady.

Zhang Qiusheng and Li Mantun stood outside the door of the store, you look at me and I look at you, at a loss. Alas, a penny is hard to beat a hero. Now the poor can't even afford an urn, and at least both of them are millionaires. Li Mantun said: "Otherwise, you wait here, and I'll go home and get the money." ”

Zhang Qiusheng shook his head and said, "No." If Li Xiuying asks you, you haven't been home for so long, and you ask for money as soon as you go home, and you will run out immediately after asking for money, what are you going to do? How do you answer? You say you take the money to buy an urn? Although Lee so-young has no taboos, our secrets have also been exposed, right? After that, it will be difficult to protect against the poisonous hands of your family. ”

Li Mantun did not protect his own problems, and he was not angry at Zhang Qiusheng's words. The two were silent for a while, and Zhang Qiusheng slapped his thigh and said, "The two of us are so stupid." What kind of urn do you want to buy? We went to the ashes storage and found a random urn to put Cuilan in. With Cuilan's cultivation, those little ghosts are her opponents? It must be the dove that occupies the magpie's nest and reigns as the king. ”

Li Mantun also slapped his thigh and shouted that this plan was very clever. He was particularly interested in the word "hegemony". The two ran to the outside of the funeral parlor wall in a hurry, and Zhang Qiusheng said: "Lao Li, you can just go in alone, and I will keep a sentry for you outside." ”

Li Mantun paused, and then said, "What kind of whistle are you going to put here?" There is no shadow of a ghost in the cold autumn, and you are talking nonsense. ”

Zhang Qiusheng said embarrassedly: "It's gloomy here. I, I'm a little scared. I've been afraid of ghosts since I was a child. Li Mantun was made to cry and laugh by this guy, and said: "You are not afraid of the fucking gods, you dare to fight." Are you afraid of ghosts at this time? ”