I told the old driver that the funeral home would let me go tomorrow.

The old driver felt that things were a little strange, and he was successful in applying for a phone call? It's a job that's a bit easier to find.

Maybe there's some catch, but if you need a call, just help me.

I said in my heart, the old driver is really good, he has helped me many times, and he doesn't ask for anything in return, Lei Feng.

I was going to go home and clean up first, but remembering that the basement was a passage to the underworld, I couldn't help but mutter.

The old driver said, then you don't understand, your house is a place where yin gathers, and it's not good for ordinary people to live there, but it's actually a treasure land for you, and you can get twice the result with half the effort by cultivating, refining magic weapons, and raising little ghosts.

Especially the earth beast, he has been attached to you for so long, he has lost his vitality, and he has to go back to recuperate for a night.

This earth beast is possessed, there are good and bad, the good thing is that you can get one-tenth of the mana of the earth beast.

"Only one-tenth of mana?" I asked out loud.

"You kid, do you think a tenth is a small one? The beast of the earth has 500 years of Taoism, and one-tenth of it is 50 years. The old driver pouted at me.

Also, this earth beast has been possessed for too long, and on the surface you seem to have a lot of energy, but in fact, it is a loss of vitality for both you and the earth beast.

So, be sure to go to the basement to recuperate.

"Don't worry." I thought I had bought a murderous house, but I didn't expect to pick up a bargain, and when I went home at night, I thought I would go back to recharge.

But there's a coffin down there, right? There's a skeleton there. As soon as I thought about the coffin, I broke out in a cold sweat.

"Nope." The old driver was stunned for a moment, said that he had not seen the body at the time, and then told me that it was probably a hallucination, and that as long as my mind was as calm as water, the basement would definitely make me feel like a tiger.

After listening to the old driver, I felt like I had taken a reassuring pill and felt at ease.

Before leaving, the old driver moved a box of things for me from his car, saying that it was a housewarming gift that he had brought to me before, and he would not have the opportunity to give it to me now.

I went home and opened it, all of them were books on yin and yang, charms, feng shui, physiognomy and the like, published in modern times, and printed in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.

The earth beast had been cultivating in the basement, and knew that I was going out, so it attached itself to me, and I immediately felt full of energy.

I arrived at the Xicheng Funeral Home at the pre-agreed time.

The funeral parlor is a single-family three-story building with a small courtyard, and the corners of the courtyard are littered with used white flowers and filial piety clothes.

There are quite a lot of people in it, and I feel that the business is not bad, and I am dizzy to see it.

I searched for a long time before I found the office.

The person who applied for me was the old man who spoke on the phone yesterday.

When I asked, I found out that he was the director of this funeral home, surnamed Qian.

He was wearing a gray-yellow fishing hat that looked a little old. I really couldn't tell what color the clothes were, because they had been washed and bleached.

I could see that he was very frugal, and I immediately had a good impression of him.

When he saw me coming, "You are Ruan Lin?" As he spoke, he took off his hat with one hand, and saw that the top of his head was bald, and there was some half-black hair around him.

"Yes." I replied.

"Are you fat? Do you have any relevant experience" His wrinkled old face smiled slightly, and when he smiled, his eyes narrowed into a slit, giving people a very kind feeling, not at all like working in a funeral home.

I hurriedly nodded, "I'm fat, I've just been to the underworld, and I've seen several ghosts, so I guess I have experience." "I thought to myself, rub! How to say that the bald mouth is purring, this is not regarded as a mental illness.

"Just kidding, don't you mind." I smiled at him embarrassedly.

Curator Qian didn't get surprised after hearing this, but asked for my birthday.

He lined up the market, and after analysis, he said, "You have been admitted, with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, as well as performance commissions, five insurances and one housing fund." If you're okay, start working today. ”

Curator Qian also said, people are really difficult to recruit, we have always been short of people, especially a funeral master who just died, you came to replace it.

I thought to myself, a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan is not a small amount, and I used to move all day and turn my head, and the monthly salary was only a few thousand yuan.

And the main thing is that I came here to do a task to find out the cause of Jiang Lina's death, and if I can earn some salary casually, it is still good. If it's good, it's okay to do it for a long time.

Director Qian told me that although there are not many staff in our Xicheng Funeral Parlor, the scale is not small, and there are more than 20 hospitals in the mortuary alone, such as 102 Hospital, 798 Hospital, and Provincial Western Medicine, which are all brother units, sending corpses to us all day long.

Later, I learned that there are really not many employees here, and all the employees of the entire funeral home are less than 5 people together, a makeup artist, a cremator, a funeral director, and a curator.

As for the funeral director, the main responsibility is to check the death certificate and the deceased's ID card, and then register the information. I thought, isn't this just the right time to use my position to investigate Jiang Lina's death?

Curator Qian pointed to a stack of tables on the table, "This is the recent deceased information sheet. ”

"Then I'll work now, I'll check the previous information first. Familiarize yourself with the work. I hurriedly grabbed the information sheet on my desk.

"Young man, what's the hurry? You're only on your first day at work today, so I'll familiarize you with the environment first. Curator Qian walked out of the office as he spoke, "Let's take you on a tour of the morgue first." ”

I followed him closely, and my heart was terrified, although I had been to the underworld, I had also seen ghosts.

But it's no wonder if I stay in the morgue and face so many corpses.

The morgue is on the basement floor of the building, and when we arrived, we saw a short and fat man in his 40s sitting next to a corpse, holding a chicken wing in one hand and nibbling in his mouth, and holding a mobile phone in the other hand to watch Tik Tok.

Seeing us coming, he put away his mobile phone and chicken wings, and stood up, "Curator Qian, you're here." ”

He spoke in a particularly low voice, like a duck's call.

"How many times have I told you, don't eat chicken wings here! rubbed the corpse's face, and was seen by the family. Curator Qian said angrily.

After hearing this, the man hurriedly said that he would not eat it in the future. It's just a fuss, isn't this waiting for the makeup artist to make up together?

Because of the poor lighting in the morgue, I didn't see what he looked like at first, but when I got closer, I was startled.

On his skin, it was like a toad crawling, and he couldn't find any intact skin.

Curator Qian was startled when he saw me, and said, "Xiaolin, don't be afraid, he is Lao Yang, cremated, looks scary, but has a good heart." ”

I'm busy talking, not afraid, not afraid.

Although he said this, he thought in his heart that if this face was in this morgue at night, it would probably be more terrifying than a ghost.

If the ghosts saw him, they would have cried in fear.

But yes, that's the only way to do it.

Curator Qian asked the ugly man Lao Yang, "Is the makeup of the hairy egg finished?" A colleague, you have to send him away. The ugly man nodded hurriedly.

Curator Qian turned his head to look at me and said, "Mao Dan is his nickname, his surname is Mao, and he is the funeral master before you." After speaking, he patted me on the shoulder again and said to the ugly man, "This young man's name is Ruan Lin, and he takes care of him more." ”

Then, Curator Qian asked the ugly man to open the morgue inside, saying that he wanted to see Mao Dan again.

As soon as he opened it, he felt a cold air rushing towards him.

Immediately afterward, I only felt a strong throbbing in my body, could it be that the earth beast had discovered something.