"Good! Readily! The middle-aged man laughed.

"You wait a while......" Liu Qingyang called out to the middle-aged man.

"Huh? Anything else? The middle-aged man asked.

Liu Qingyang didn't answer the middle-aged man's words, he came to the coffin, looked at the old man's body and pondered for a while.

"Are there any copper coins or coins?" Liu Qingyang asked.

"Yes, yes!" The middle-aged man panicked and took out a coin from his wallet and handed it to Liu Qingyang.

Liu Qingyang opened the old man's mouth, and the two zombie fangs were still there and had not degenerated.

The coin was placed in the old man's mouth, sandwiched between the upper and lower rows of teeth.

After that, Liu Qingyang pasted the corpse talisman on the old man's eyebrows, in case he encountered other things that caused another corpse mutiny.

"Seal the coffin!"

Liu Qingyang shouted.

The lid of the coffin was closed, and the people carried the coffin down and put it in a car.

Liu Qingyang collects money from people and eliminates disasters for others, this thing can still be done.

"Don't go, I'll take care of the rest." Liu Qingyang said to the middle-aged man.

So Liu Qingyang drove in the middle of the night and transported a coffin to the funeral home.

There were no dangers along the way, and they were not stopped by others.

And usually no one haunts at night, for fear that the name will be taken away by demons and monsters.

However, Liu Qingyang is not afraid, after all, he is a person with the Heavenly Master system, although he is a beginner Heavenly Master, he has more or less two actual combat experiences.

After coming to the funeral home, the security guard of the funeral home did not let Liu Qingyang in.

"What are you doing?" The security guard asked.

"Deliver a coffin for cremation." Liu Qingyang replied.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, send the body for cremation? Who the hell are you? We have rules here, all the corpses that have undergone abnormal changes must go through various inspections before they can be cremated, otherwise the underworld will track them down, and our funeral home will be scolded to death. The security guard said.

Since the world has changed, this underworld and the yang world are interconnected.

The funeral parlor is naturally the intermediary between the underworld and the yang.

Liu Qingyang came to incinerate the body in the middle of the night, and there was no one.

In order to complete the task, Liu Qingyang used all kinds of kind words to no avail, and even he took out his red envelope and divided half of it to the security guards, which only played a little role.

The security guard who received the money glanced at Liu Qingyang, and then walked into the security booth to make a call.

"Hello? Curator, there's a guy here who said he was sending dead people in for cremation. But depending on the situation, the corpses sent by this point are basically problematic, do you think I should send him away? Or how? ”

"You take a look at the corpse first, I still have twenty-eight corpses to be cremated here, ask him if he wants to book a place, if he doesn't make a reservation, he will not have a place to be cremated until one o'clock tomorrow at noon." Said the funeral director.

The security guard poked his head out of the window and asked, "Young man, do you have an appointment for cremation?" ”

"What do you have to make a reservation? You have a lot of corpses to burn over there? Liu Qingyang was also confused.

The security guard hung up the phone, put on a mask and gloves when he came outside, and said, "Show me the body." ”

Liu Qingyang opened the trunk of the truck, and then opened the lid of the coffin.

The old man's body was lying in the coffin intact, and the security guard made a gesture at the old man's body with a flashlight, so frightened that he almost fell out of the car.

"What's the situation? Have the corpses ever risen? The security guard asked nervously.

"You can tell you're still asking me?" Liu Qingyang picked his nostrils and looked indifferent.

"Your identity is not simple." The security guard looked at Liu Qingyang and continued to ask, "You got this dead body?" ”

"Is that not the case?" Liu Qingyang smiled crookedly.

"You ......"

"FBI plainclothes officers." Liu Qingyang replied casually.

"Oh...... It turned out to be someone from the FBI, disrespectful and disrespectful, please inside you. The security guard opened the door and let Liu Qingyang enter the funeral home.

After Liu Qingyang sorted out the coffin and trunk, he drove into the funeral home.

At this time, the funeral home is unusual, and there are two talisman banners posted at the door, because this place is the most yin, and ghosts usually gather in the funeral home, so the people who work in the funeral home are not ordinary people.

Liu Qingyang got out of the car, looked around, and found that there was no one.

"Hey! Is there anybody? Liu Qingyang shouted.

"Huhuhuhu......" There was only the sound of the wind blowing the branches and swaying, and no one responded to Liu Qingyang.

Liu Qingyang looked at the living room of the main building of the funeral home, with wreaths on both sides and candles in the middle.

"Hello, little friend."

A man's cold voice came from behind him.

Liu Qingyang looked back sharply, and a man in a Sven suit stood in front of him.

The man in the suit has a combed oily hair, a black suit, a pair of black-framed glasses, and a white chrysanthemum on his chest.

"You...... You...... Is it a living person? Liu Qingyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stammered and asked.

"And do you think I'm alive or dead?" The man in the suit asked with a smile.

The system didn't give any warning, indicating that the person in front of him was alive.

Generally, when a situation occurs, the system will detect the risk for Liu Qingyang.

"The security guard just called and said that the person who wanted to cremate the body, is that you?" The man in the suit asked.

"Yes, it's me." Liu Qingyang took out another spare red envelope, which was the cost of cremation at the funeral home.

"I'll take a look at the corpse." The man in the suit said.

Liu Qingyang led the man in the suit to take a look at the old man's corpse, and the man in the suit had a slight change in his face, but he quickly regained his smile.

"You wait here, I'll go to something and fill out the information for you, go through the procedure and then cremate the body."

After the man in the suit left, he left Liu Qingyang alone and waited.

"Is there only one security guard and one staff member for such a large funeral home?" Liu Qingyang muttered.

As he was talking, a person suddenly walked out from behind Liu Qingyang and bumped into Liu Qingyang's shoulder.

Liu Qingyang was taken aback by this person, but he felt that he was rude, and he didn't say sorry when he bumped into him, and his anger followed.

"Hey! The one in front! ”

The person who hit Liu Qingyang was a man, wearing a white horse coat, which was a bit out of place with modern people.

The man in the white coat looked back at Liu Qingyang, and Liu Qingyang was startled.

This man's skin is a little frightening, as if he deliberately made up like this, and he doesn't feel like a living person.

"What about scaring your father? A man puts on makeup at night, and he doesn't apologize when he bumps into someone, are you blind? Liu Qingyang scolded.

The man in the white coat looked at Liu Qingyang expressionlessly, without any movement.

Liu Qingyang became more and more angry, and he didn't respond no matter how he scolded.

"Lao Tzu asked you, are you underwhelmed?"

Liu Qingyang walked towards the man in the white coat with a fierce momentum, and picked up a brick on the ground.

Liu Qingyang, who was originally young and frivolous, was angry and made him angry.

The brick was about to be photographed, and the other hand grabbed Liu Qingyang.

Liu Qingyang saw that the man in the suit appeared beside him.

"I'm sorry, Lord Yincha, I've kept you waiting, talking here."

The man in the suit invited the man in the white jacket to the side to talk.

"The underworld?" Liu Qingyang frowned and said, "System, why didn't you remind me just now that it was the underworld?" ”

[Sorry, the copy of the prefecture is not opened, and the public officials of the prefecture cannot be identified.] 】

This system is also exquisite enough, and the underworld turned out to be a copy.

"And what copy am I in now?" Liu Qingyang asked.

[Host: Liu Qingyang]

[Grade: LV15]

【Realm: Introductory Heavenly Master】

[Open Dungeon: Sunworld]

In this way, Liu Qingyang knew that there was such a thing as a copy of the underworld.

With Liu Qingyang's level, if he provokes the underworld, it will be cool.

Fortunately, a man in a suit appeared in time, otherwise this brick-moving shoot would have to be reborn and go to another parallel world to start over.

After the man in the suit finished chatting with Yincha, a black hole suddenly appeared on the ground, and Yincha escaped directly into the ground, and Liu Qingyang was stunned.

At this time, the man in the suit came to Liu Qingyang and handed Liu Qingyang a document: "You almost got into trouble just now, do you know?" That's the Nine Grades of the Underworld. ”

"Huh...... Hehe......" Liu Qingyang smiled awkwardly.

Liu Qingyang filled in the information and handed it to the man in the suit.

And the man in the suit gave Liu Qingyang his business card and said, "This is my business card." ”

"Xu Huang? Funeral director? Liu Qingyang looked at the business card and said in surprise: "So you are the curator?" Fortunately, I will be fortunate to ......."

"You don't come to the little brother, ordinary people will avoid it when they see it, and you still want to go up and him. The corpse that turned into a corpse in the back was also done by you, right? I heard the doorman security guard say that you claim to be from the FBI, I know the FBI in this city, and I haven't heard of you, so who the hell are you? ”

"I ...... Be...... Heavenly Master! Liu Qingyang said with a smile.

"Heavenly Master!" Xu Huang's smile suddenly froze: "It's been twenty years since no one claims to be a Heavenly Master, aren't you kidding anymore?" ”