Muhara bent down and bowed three times, and when he got up, he covered the Dhara Sutra with his own hands. When he turned around, he found that the Chemist's eyes were wide open in horror, and the hand hanging by his side kept shaking.

"Thank you!" Mu Yuan smiled lightly, "You can arrange the rest of the matter!" ”

"Good! Good! The malignant nodded hurriedly, ran out a few meters and turned back, bowed deeply to the coffin before leaving in a hurry.

Looking at the actions of the Huaji, Mu Yuan couldn't help but laugh a little, if it was another occasion, it is estimated that he would laugh directly. With the assistance of the police station and community personnel, Assistant Chen successfully completed all the formalities, and Wang Xianghong's body was slowly pushed into the cremation room.

"Whew-" Master Hua let out a long breath, folded his hands, and muttered to himself: "In the past, my father told me that doing this business is to accumulate virtue and do good, and I have been taking over for more than ten years, and today I finally believe it!" ”

"The old man also does this?" Long Ling'er asked.

"Hmm!" The master nodded, "My old man has experienced the era of war and chaos, in his words, he crawled out of the pile of dead people, and was buried in an earthquake for seven days and seven nights, he said that it is because of the accumulation of great virtue that he can live until now!" Later, he opened a paper horse shop and started a business as a chemist, saying that he didn't have much ability to help the living, but to make every deceased walk decently! ”

"You're not from this funeral home?" Jiang Bixue asked.

"Of course not!"

"You don't know anything about it!" "Although there are also services in the funeral home, they are basically general, and most of the business is contracted to individual households!" They are flexible, and they can undertake some legal affairs that the government can't accept, and they can even do one-stop service! ”

"Sir, I didn't expect you to be quite familiar with our industry! Do you do the same thing? ”

"No, but it has a lot to do with you, I'm a feng shui gentleman!"

"No wonder, we do often deal with some Feng Shui gentlemen who look at the Yin House!"

"How do you work?" Jiang Bixue is more interested in this, in the eyes of ordinary people, the chemist is a very mysterious profession.

"Most of the places where we work are in funeral homes, because the country has relevant laws and regulations, and corpses cannot be transported out casually!" "The whole process follows a certain ritual, starting with the lighting of three sticks of incense to worship the deceased, and of course, the burning of a little paper money and reciting a few words. When the three sticks of incense are burned, if nothing unusual happens, we can do it. In the process of sorting out the body, an incense stick is also lit, and every time the incense is burned, it must be refilled. When the work is done, three more incense sticks will be lit to worship the dead! According to the old generation, the first three are to ask for directions, the middle one is to worship God, and the back three are to comfort! ”

"What are directions and comfort?"

"To ask for directions is to ask the deceased if he has been wronged, and if he is willing to let us wash the body; Comfort is to hope that the deceased will rest in peace, not to pester us, but also to ask the other party whether they are satisfied with our service! The Chemist smiled and said, "But in my opinion, these are just ritualized things, and they are all burned with agarwood, which can cover the smell of corpses, and secondly, it can calm the Chemist!" ”

This explanation behind the master is more in line with the scientific explanation, in ancient times, monks lit incense for this purpose, but it was gradually ritualized later.

"Have there been any accidents?" Jiang Bixue asked, "I mean, if there is an accident, how will Xiang react?" ”

"Of course!" The chemist nodded, "A few years ago, there was a colleague who had an accident when he lit three incense sticks, and he cleaned up the corpse three times before the three incense sticks were burned safely!" ”

"That's it?" Jiang Bixue was a little disappointed, "Isn't there anything more exciting?" Like a corpse or something? ”

The master was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a long time before saying, "If it weren't for today's experience, I would never have believed this, thinking it was just a coincidence!" But last night, a chemist encountered this kind of evil thing!

"Tell me about it!" Long Ling'er was also interested.

"Originally, I was looking for me first in this business, but I promised to serve Mr. Wang's funeral, so I resigned!" "Yesterday there was a car accident on the highway, and the car was hit to pieces, but the driver didn't do anything except for some abrasions!" ”

Mu Yuan and Long Ling'er glanced at each other, they knew what the chemist was talking about.

"Because of the distance, when the ambulance arrived, the person had no signs of life, but the doctor was in professional ethics and still rescued him for more than 20 minutes, of course, there was no result in the end!" "I don't know if this one is fateful or fateful, it is said that he was almost buried by a mudslide more than a month ago!" It was almost midnight when the body was transported to the funeral home, and my colleague ordered three incense sticks and went to the yard to smoke, but when he came back, he found that the three incense sticks had only burned two, two short and one long! My buddy is still quite superstitious, so he told the family members of the victims, but the family didn't take it seriously, just came over and burned some paper money at the door of the funeral home, and chattered! Seeing that he couldn't shirk it, my buddy was also anxious to make this money, so he lit three more incense sticks, and when the three incense sticks were burned, he took the guy and before he could do it, the corpse sat up from the morgue! You don't know that scene, it is said that the people on duty yesterday were so frightened that even the surrounding police stations were alarmed! ”

"And then?"

"Later, the deceased was subdued, and the doctor re-evaluated, it was a big living person, a false alarm!" The chemist wiped a cold sweat when he said this, "This thing is so fucking evil, I've been dead for five or six hours, and I'm alive again!" ”

"Finished?"

"Ah, it's over! It is estimated that he is still in the hospital, and the hospital will continue to observe and observe! ”

"It's boring!" Jiang Bixue said tastelessly.

"Little sister, you are right-handed! Those who do our business are not afraid of the dead, let alone the living, but they are afraid of the undead and the living! ”

After waiting for more than two hours, Wang Xianghong's ashes were sent out, and Mu Yuan took it as a junior, holding this small black box on his chest all the way, until he placed it in the tomb and buried it with the ashes of Wang Xianghong's deceased wife.

"Assistant Chen, I hope you can talk to Mr. Li, every year during the Qingming Festival, let people come over to serve incense!" Makihara said in a pleading tone, "If I have time, I'll come too!" ”

"Don't worry! Mr. Li has already made arrangements, and every year he will transfer a sum of money to the account of the cemetery to repair and clean up the cemetery of Wang Lao, and the cost of the sacrifices will also be included! Mr. Wang is also an employee of the company, and the head office has always had subsidies in this regard! ”

"Okay, thank you!"

"Master Jud, Mr. Mu, where are we going now? Back to the hotel? ”

"Let's go to the construction site!" As the neighbor said, "The progress of the square must be speeded up to avoid further complications!" ”

Mu Yuan knew what the neighbor was worried about, there was a Yin Cao Si guarding there, and many things naturally didn't have to be worried, but now that Wang Xianghong had passed away, the progress of the project naturally had to be accelerated. The car had just driven to the City God Temple and had not stopped steadily, when a noise came. Assistant Chen was a little anxious, and was the first to jump out of the car and ran back.

"What's going on?" Assistant Chen ran to the gate and asked with a pant.

"Assistant Chen, you're just in time!" A man dressed as a foreman greeted him, "We are under construction, and we have a psychopath, so we are shouting to apply!" ”

Assistant Chen looked into the crowd and saw a middle-aged man in a hospital gown sitting on the steps of the duty room smoking a cigarette. It's winter now, and although this person's hospital gown is a cotton suit, it is also very thin, and his face is a little blue from the cold. He still had the stammering marks on his face, and the eraser on the back of his hand hadn't been removed.