"Rolls-Royce wants two, one white and one red."

"The villa should be in the style of European and American aristocracy, yes, this garden is very beautiful, I want it."

"By the way, my old man is a lover of personality, he likes beautiful women, and there are ten more tender models, remember to be beautiful! Superb! Well, that's all for now. ”

"Okay sir, swipe the card or scan the code?"

"Scan the code."

"Scan the code under the counter, thank you for your patronage."

After seeing off the customer, Yin Ze lazily lay on the recliner behind the counter and lit a cigarette comfortably.

"This funeral goods shop has been open for a long time, and I really have the illusion that I am selling luxury cars and villas, and I don't know when I can afford to drive a real Rolls-Royce..."

Yin Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and muttered a little distractedly.

The funeral shop was originally opened by Yin Ze's father, but when Yin Ze was sixteen years old, his parents all died in a car accident, and Yin Ze gave up the college entrance examination and inherited the shop, which can be regarded as a son inheriting his father's business.

Although the funeral goods industry is not hungry, it is difficult to make a lot of money.

"I can't be like my father, who has lived a life without being angry and has never enjoyed a rich life until he died..."

"Is anyone there?"

Just as Yin Ze sighed, a person suddenly walked into the store.

"Hello, is there anything you need?"

Yin Ze carefully glanced at the visitor.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a straight suit, and looked like he was worth a lot of money, whether it was the ring on his hand or the watch on his wrist.

It's a gold owner, so you have to take a good reception.

Yin Ze quickly jumped up from the recliner and greeted with a smile on his face.

"Is Yin Tian here?"

The man glanced at Yin Ze and asked.

Yin Tian?

Yin Ze was stunned for a moment, no one had mentioned this name in front of him for a long time.

Yin Tian is Yin Zena's deceased father.

"My father died in a car accident two years ago."

Yin Ze replied calmly.

"I'm sorry, sorry. Your father and I grew up in the same village, and my name is Jiang Cheng. ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay Uncle Jiang, it's all over, do you have anything to do with him?"

Yin Ze waved his hand and asked softly.

The man hesitated for a moment, looked Lin Han up and down again, and then asked.

"How much have you learned from your father's skills?"

"It's pretty much all, it's not that complicated."

Yin Ze didn't even think about it, and replied directly.

Jokes, how much trouble can it be to engage in these funeral goods? If Yin Ze hadn't been too lazy to do it, he would have been able to paste out a set of paper products by himself.

"That's okay, with your words, my uncle will rest assured, there is a job I want you to do here, and I will give you a deposit of 30,000, and there will be 50,000 after the deed."

Jiang Cheng said, opened his handbag, took out three stacks of banknotes and placed them on the counter.

As soon as Yin Ze saw the money on the counter, his eyes straightened.

Damn, that's 80,000 yuan! You can earn 80,000 yuan in one run, which is faster than the money from the young model of the club in the city!

"Okay, I've got that on my shoulders."

Yin Ze stroked the three stacks of banknotes with trembling hands, and didn't even ask what he was going to do.

"It's not that Uncle doesn't believe in your ability, but I still have to remind you, this job may be a bit tricky, that dirty thing seems to be very resentful, two masters have died, if you really do this job, Uncle will give you an extra 50,000, even if I thank you!"

Jiang Cheng leaned his face over and said in a low voice.

"What? Dirty? ”

Yin Ze was stunned instantly, although he was engaged in the funeral industry, he didn't believe this.

"I don't know what you call them, they're ghosts anyway, those two masters died a bit miserably, you have to be careful."

Jiang Cheng took out his mobile phone from his arms, pulled up two photos and put them in front of Yin Ze, and said in a low voice.

Yin Ze fixed his eyes and saw that the photo was two dead people, both wearing Taoist robes, and they looked like the kind of charlatans who swaggered and deceived.

The death of these two people is indeed a little too weird, their ears, nostrils and mouths have traces of blood spurting, and what is even more terrifying is that the eyeballs are almost bursting out of their sockets, as if their heads have been frantically squeezed by something, and the skulls of both of them are all deformed.

"Uncle Jiang, there may be some problems with my understanding before, I probably can't do this, you look at it this way, you take back this money, my father really didn't tell me about these things, don't waste time with me, hurry up and find another master."

Yin Ze had never seen such a strange thing, so he immediately pushed the 30,000 yuan out, and refused with a smile.

"If the money is not enough, I will give you some more, fifty thousand? Lakh? That's all easy to say. ”

Jiang Cheng put away his smile and said with a calm face.

"Uncle Jiang, this, I really can't do it."

Syllable!

As soon as Yin Ze's words fell, Jiang Cheng slapped on the counter, scaring Yin Ze into a clever one.

"What? Can't do it now? Make fun of me, huh? Did I give you face? You don't go out to inquire about me, who Jiangcheng is? Let me tell you, you have to take this job, and if you don't take it, you have to take it, if you dare to say no again, I will make you unable to mix in the whole Huaicheng! ”

Jiang Chengyin said coldly, that tone was impossible to refuse.

Yin Ze's back has begun to break out in a cold sweat, just now taking advantage of Jiang Cheng's empty speech, he has already searched Jiang Cheng's personal information with his mobile phone, this person is indeed not nonsense, he seems to be able to eat both black and white in Huaicheng, and there are several large companies under his name.

Being intimidated by this kind of person, Yin Ze didn't even have the courage to refuse.

Forget it, there's no turning back now anyway, just do it!

Yin Ze gritted his teeth and put on a smiling face.

"Okay, I'll go!"

"The car is outside, you close the door, and we'll be ready to go."

Jiang Cheng then put away his anger and said lightly.

"Wait until I clean up, I still have to prepare for the guys that should be used."

Yin Zegan laughed, took the 30,000 yuan on the counter, and turned around and returned to the back room.

", what is this going to do?"

Yin Ze rummaged around the house for a long time, and all he found were funeral supplies, which were useless for the dirty things he had to face, except for making his death more decent.

"That's right, Dad's room!"

Yin Ze had an idea and ran to his parents' old room.

After their death, Yin Ze here has not changed once, and everything has remained the same. Yin Ze searched for a long time, and sure enough, he found a dilapidated black box from the belly of the bed.

When I opened it, I saw a set of blue-white Taoist robes and Taoist crowns, a peachwood sword, and an ancient book with a shabby black cover.

"Damn. Does Dad really understand these things? ”

Yin Ze was amazed and sorted out those things.

The robe is naturally the head of the body, and the peachwood sword is a weapon, but what is this broken book? Can I tear it off and use it as rune paper?

Yin Ze roughly flipped through it and found that it was full of yellowed paper, and the first side seemed to be glued to the cover, and it couldn't be opened at all.

Yin Ze couldn't find any clue, so he had no choice but to carry the book in his arms, change into a robe and go out.

Dressed in a blue and white robe, carrying a peachwood sword diagonally, and lining Yin Ze's clean face, he does have the appearance of a master.

When Jiang Cheng saw him come out, he nodded lightly and let him get into the car.

"I see that other Taoist priests are all yellow robes, you are blue and white, do you have anything to pay attention to?"

The two sat in the back seat of the car together, and Jiang Cheng asked without words.

"Huh? Hehe, this is the characteristic of our vein, and naturally disdain to be the same as everyone else. ”

Yin Zegan smiled and said casually.

"You just brag, those two masters brag worse than you, and the one who died is called a miserable, see that your hair has not grown, and you don't know how to run to death, hehe."

A young man sitting in the co-pilot answered, his tone very disdainful.

Yin Ze glanced at the man through the reversing mirror, the guy took care of his head, and a snake was tattooed behind his ear, and he looked like a bastard, probably a thug from Jiangcheng.

Jiang Cheng on the side did not open his mouth to help Yin Ze speak, which made Yin Ze even more unhappy.

Yes!

Since you all look down on me, then I still have to see what kind of dirty thing is so rampant, Lao Tzu not only wants to earn your money, I also have to let you politely call me master!

The car traveled very fast, and after a while, it arrived at an office building, and after the car stopped, Jiang Cheng took Yin Ze all the way to the top floor by elevator.

"This is it, let's go inside."

Jiang Cheng pulled Yin Ze to the outside of a large room, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

A strong fragrance rushed straight over, making Yin Ze sneeze.

He looked closely, and the windows in the house had already been glued, and no sunlight was allowed in. There is a huge portrait on the desk in the center of the room, two braziers are placed in front of the table, and yellow paper is burned in them, and the whole room is full of incense burners on both sides, all of which are filled with incense, and the whole room is full of firelight, and the ghost is full of shadows.

"What is this?"

Seeing this strange scene, Yin Ze couldn't help but ask.

"This is my office, and there is a picture of that dirty thing on the table, and I burn incense and paper in the house in the hope that she will get enough benefits and leave early."

Jiang Cheng replied coldly.

"Dirty? So do you know the woman in the photo? ”

Yin Ze asked again.

"I don't care so much about what to do! Letting you come is to exorcise ghosts, not to let you gossip! Get in! ”

Inch head kicked Yin Ze's ass and kicked him into the house.

"You've got a day, I'll pick you up this time tomorrow... Or pick up your corpse..."

Jiang Cheng said coldly and locked the door.

"Damn, this ghost must have something to do with Jiang Cheng, this matter is not as simple as he said."

Yin Ze patted his chest, stabilized his mood, and raised his legs to walk towards the posthumous photo on the desk.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew for no reason, and the fire in the brazier shook violently, Yin Ze was so frightened that he shuddered, and the broken book in his arms fell to the ground violently, and the pages of the book were opened.

This is something left by my father, maybe it can come in handy, Yin Ze didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly bent down and reached out to pick it up, but when he saw it, his back was cold.

On the open page, the yellowed paper, which was originally empty, slowly floated an image, it was the face of a woman, Yin Ze raised his head tremblingly, and looked at the photo on the desk, the woman in the photo turned out to be exactly the same as the woman in the book!

This book is able to sense the dirt in the neighborhood!

Could it be that the dead father is really a Taoist priest who can exorcise ghosts!