Everything went so well.

Their careers began to flourish.

It's just that many years later, when asked about carrying the corpse, Huang Feng still remembers that morning.

At three o'clock in the morning that morning, Huang Feng and his guests asked for an additional performance that night, and the additional performance reached half past one, and they later became sleepy, and after the performance, they slept in the corner of the mourning hall.

The hall used to be crowded with people, but as the night wore on, there were fewer and fewer people.

They also slept soundly.

But suddenly, there was a voice from there.

"I'm sorry, we gave you the wrong time, the time for your relatives to go to the incinerator must be half an hour later!" The Taoist priest who presided over the recitation of the Taoist Sutra suddenly turned out something and said.

This hour is calculated according to the birth date of the deceased, the time of death, etc., of course, no one knows whether there is a scientific reason in this, but for those who believe in this thing, it is very important.

"Hurry up and see if you can schedule time for the crematorium!" The family members of the vigil hurried to find someone.

Immediately they got a reply, yes, the incinerator is free.

They let out a sigh of relief.

"However, our hearse carriers are off work, they are busy for more than ten hours a day, and they sleep very deeply during the break, and they will not come without an appointment in advance!" The people in charge of this side of the memorial hall replied to them.

Manager Guo and Tan Mei are also off work, and there are just some people on duty here.

They all do things according to the people and times that are scheduled.

But where to find someone at this time?

It's dark outside, and it's hard to find temporary ones.

"It's almost time, what should I do!" The family of the deceased said in a panic.

"Even if you find someone to carry it, you have to carry it quickly, otherwise, if you miss the hour, it will bring you bad results!" The Taoist priest said.

The family panicked.

The family and his wife are both in their fifties.

Their child was drinking with the guests last night, plus in a bad mood and drunk in the car.

There are few people at the scene, that is, the old couple and a few elderly relatives, it is estimated that they can memorize, the Taoist priest said, his birthday does not match.

"Otherwise, come on!" The Taoist priest looked at Huang Feng and the three of them who were resting over there.

The man walked over and woke them up.

explained the situation, Huang Feng and the others were furious in their hearts.

Carrying a corpse, I haven't done this thing.

"I'll add money to you, I'm sorry, a thousand yuan to carry once, which of you has a suitable birthday, it's okay, okay, it's okay, it's a help for us!" The man said.

Looking at his white hair, the deceased was his father, Huang Feng felt a little compassionate.

A few of them discussed privately, "I can't carry it, my father told me that I must not carry the corpse, our customs there are taboo this, and if you carry the corpse, you will be haunted!" Xu Dong said.

"I, I can't carry it either, I'm a future singer, if someone breaks the news, my supporters will leave me!" Zhang Jie also hesitated.

"Okay, I'll go!" Huang Feng made up his mind.

He walked over and reported his birthday.

"Ah, it's just right, it's just right, you are a nobleman, if you carry the body of the deceased, you will bring great blessings to the master!" The Taoist priest's eyes lit up.

"Yes, then I'll add five hundred, which is a thanks!" The man said.

He took the money out right away.

Huang Feng was depressed, but he looked at the money.

Isn't it just carrying corpses, there used to be a lot of international students carrying corpses in Dongying, what am I, I am still Chinese.

He took the money and put it in his pocket.

It's reassuring over there, they're bandaging the body.

These things are still available.

After bandaging, they looked at Huang Feng.

"Okay, come on! Huang Feng changed into a set of blue Taoist clothes provided by the Taoist priest, and he bent down to wait.

Over there, the bandaged corpse was picked up by the male owner and sent to Huang Feng's back.

A little heavy, Huang Feng's first feeling.

Of course, the occasional touch on the skin of a corpse, that cold, skin-like feeling, don't say more.

He wants to throw up!

But he held back!

He remembered the hut of his parents and his parents, and he remembered the saying that those who achieve great things must first suffer their hearts.

He didn't throw it up.

He carried it on his back and left.

However, the corpse's head rested against the back of his head, and he felt sick again.

But again he held back.

He began to trot, "Straighten out! ”

Huang Feng said to the male host.

Those people came to support the corpse, and Huang Feng carried the corpse on his back and ran towards the incinerator.

But on the road, there was a place where the lights were not on, and there was a threshold there, and Huang Feng was hung by the threshold.

Huang Feng fell down all of a sudden, and the corpse also fell on him, Huang Feng saw the head of the corpse on his chest, and immediately retched.

"Be careful!" The man was upset.

"It's okay, it's not too big, just be careful!" The Taoist priest said in a round game.

At this time, the grandson of the man actually came.

"Where did you come from, you are so careless, I said, you broke my grandfather, I will trouble you!" The male host's grandson said.

Huang Feng glanced at him coldly, he didn't wake up when he was drunk.

"Then you come!" Huang Feng said.

"Me, me!" The grandson suddenly staggered, "I'm drunk!" “

Huang Feng said to the male host, "It's better for you to come, I can't do it well, I haven't done it, I have no experience!" “

"I'm sorry, I apologize to you, when the time comes, add another five hundred, you must carry it, okay!" The man was in a hurry.

Huang Feng looked at him, and originally wanted to say, I don't want this money, I'll carry it.

However, when I suddenly saw the drunken grandson, I was angry.

"I'm sorry, I won't carry it!" Huang Feng said.

"I'm begging you, my son is not sensible, don't care, I know that you are kind enough to help!" The man regretted it very much.

Then he took out another five hundred, "If you want me, I'll add another five hundred!" ”

Then the man kicked his son to his knees, and the guy actually turned around, as if kneeling in front of Huang Feng.

The man was speechless, so he had to say, "Look, I asked him to apologize to you!" ”

Huang Feng looked at him and wanted to do without this money.

However, the thought of coming here is to make money.

He took the money.

"I don't care about money, but I should be paid for my work, and it's not that I want to add money, your son is very hurtful when he speaks, I forgive him, let's go!" Huang Feng bent over.

The man breathed a sigh of relief and scolded his son again, the guy was kneeling there shaking his head, not knowing what to say.

Huang Feng and the others continued to walk towards the incinerator as they had just done.

They straightened the corpse, and Huang Feng carried the corpse on his back again and ran towards the crematorium.

Finally, when he arrived, the incinerator lost his temper, "What's the matter, the time is up, it's delayed, who can afford it, you people who work hard are unprofessional, and you corpses are so crooked!" ”

Huang Feng didn't speak, endure.

The corpse was put down and placed on the entry board in front of the crematorium, and Huang Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

But the feeling seemed to be there, cold, slimy skin, dead man's skin.

The male owner is doing a ceremony, farewell, the cremator has many projects, the final farewell ceremony, collect 500, put the farewell flowers, collect 500.

The man did not hesitate to pay the money.

Huang Feng left, and the work was over.

But looking at the mourning halls and the mourning halls around here, he suddenly had a strange feeling.

Then he had chills all over his body.

He wanted to go back.

When he walked out, Zhang Jie looked at him and was surprised, "Why is your face so pale?" ”

"It can't be a demon!" Xu Dong said.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Jie was depressed.

"Some of them can actually go, just pretend to sleep, it is estimated that it is the same custom as ours, not a direct relative, carrying a corpse, but also a corpse will possess the body, very scary, we have a lot of such stories there!" Xu Dong said.

"Okay, no wonder you didn't go just now!" Zhang Jie was depressed.

"No, I don't believe in such things as possession, I think that you need to make money anyway, Huang Feng can go and make more!" Xu Dong said.

But Huang Feng's face continued to turn pale, and he raised his head and fell down.