Chapter 7: The Zombie Daoist

"What?" A man in a blue suit slammed the table, stood up, and shouted to Du Yu opposite, "You...... You...... You're going too far, aren't you? "This man looks like he is in his thirties, and he still has a black mole on his neck. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"yes." An older man next to him also said, "Mr. Du, you also know that it is not easy for us to take an order, and if you let us stop taking orders this month, God knows how much will happen." ”

"What do you three think?" Du Yu looked at the other three people again.

"Uh...... I think so, right? The thinnest man among the three said, "Let's take a step back, how about half a month?" ”

"yes." Said a young man in a white shirt. "Better ...... again"

"What's the end?" Du Yu said a little impatiently: "If you have a fart, you can put it directly, don't grind." ”

"Give me some compensation...... "It's not easy for everyone to do this, dealing with ghosts, if you are lucky, you will hit a big guy, and your life will be gone, so there is money now, and that is the most real." ”

"Want money?" Du Yu took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"You're the inkblot, aren't you? The man in the white shirt said in his heart, but he didn't dare to say these words directly in front of him. ”

"Money is a good thing." Du Yu's eyes stared at the wine glass in his hand, as if he was admiring something. "It's just, it's better to look at the problem and look farther, right?" His eyes swept toward the crowd again, and those eyes, like poisonous snakes, made the scalps of only five people numb.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Du is right." The eldest one saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and hurriedly said apologetically: "This matter, just do what you want." ”

"It's not that I'm stingy." Du Yu put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up, and said, "It's just that I really don't have many passbooks." ”

"Cut, who believes it." The man in the white shirt muttered quietly.

"What? Is there anything you guys don't like? Du Yu said coldly: "This south, you ......"

"Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Du, he's young and ignorant, please don't be weird......"

……

"Ah......" Two screams suddenly came from the cold room, breaking the silence of the funeral home, Director Li, Mr. Chen, ran out of the cold room, their faces were covered with sweat, it was obvious that they were very frightened. The two of them kept panting, and I don't know how long it took to recover.

"What's wrong? Curator, what's going on? Uncle Zhang, who was standing outside, saw the two running out in a panic and knew that something must have happened inside.

"Corpse...... The corpse has changed...... Director Li wiped the sweat from his face and said: "I have lived for most of my life, it is the first time I have seen this situation, damn, it is really scary, if I don't run fast, maybe I won't be able to get out." Director Li turned his head to Mr. Chen and said, "Mr. Chen, you have also seen the current situation with your own eyes, for the sake of Chen Gongzi's early rest, we are still ...... Burn him, right? ”

"Can't burn the ......" Mr. Chen said categorically: "He is my son, he didn't hurt well when he was alive, and I want to give him a beautiful funeral after he dies." ”

"Two people have died, if this thing gets out......"

"I'll add another million to you, and you can invite someone to come to me and see if there is a way to handle this matter for me." Mr. Chen said stubbornly: "In addition, I will arrange the family of those two people, and no one is allowed to spread this matter today." Mr. Chen took out a wad of money, handed it to Uncle Zhang, and said, "You take this money first." "Look at the number, it's about six or seven thousand." I didn't take much with me when I went out. Mr. Chen gritted his teeth and said, "If this matter is done well today, I will definitely thank you again." ”

"It must be done." Hearing this, Director Li excitedly shook Mr. Chen's hand: "Don't worry, I will definitely invite the best makeup artist for you." ”

After sending Mr. Chen away, Director Li invited Uncle Zhang to the office, poured him another cup of tea, looked at Uncle Zhang with a smile, and said: "Uncle Zhang, as the saying goes, the veteran will come out, a top two, you are the old man of our funeral home, this matter is ...... You're going to ......"

Uncle Zhang smiled and said in his heart: "Curator, I'm not a fool, I still see this money and life very clearly, now two people have died, this matter, the Jockey Club can't suppress it......" Uncle Zhang made up his mind in his heart, no matter what Director Ma said, he resolutely refused to bury Mr. Chen with makeup.

Seeing that Uncle Zhang didn't answer, Director Ma said again: "I didn't believe what you told me before, but this time I saw it with my own eyes." Director Ma continued: "I can be regarded as an eye-opener today, today Mr. Chen just took out the corpse and put it on the morgue, who knew that the corpse suddenly sat up, and giggled, where have I seen such a scene before, I and Mr. Chen were so frightened that we ran out in a hurry, if we ran more slowly, maybe we would have explained there." ”

Uncle Zhang felt that something was wrong, and it didn't seem that he was looking for makeup. If you talk about these things, who will dare to go?

"You are an old man in the museum, this kind of thing, I can only discuss it with you...... Director Ma said: "I'll give you a salary of 300 per month, after all, you have been working for so long......"

Uncle Zhang put down the cup in his hand and said, "Curator, if you have something to say, you can just say it, you don't have to beat around the bush like this." ”

"Okay, I'll just say it." Director Ma said, "I want you to find someone from another funeral home." ”

"How is this possible?" Uncle Zhang stood up a little angrily and said, "This is likely to kill people again...... You...... You...... It's a little ...... for you to do this."

"You can find a few more people, I don't believe it, he dares to come out?" Curator Ma rolled his eyes and suddenly said, "Can we put on makeup under the sun?" ”

"Under the sun, an hour or two is nothing, the key is that the forecast is cloudy for the past few days, does Mr. Chen give so much time?"

"This is also ......" Director Ma took out a wad of RMB from the drawer and said, "Here is 50,000 yuan, you take it first, help me get this matter done, and I will ask Mr. Chen to arrange a job for your son." ”

This temptation is not small for Uncle Zhang, and Uncle Zhang was also moved, so he agreed. When he returned home, he asked his son, who was playing computer games at home, to check what paranormal experts there were in Huanglong County.

The first place, Gai Zhao.

"Click on it and take a look." Uncle Zhang said to his son.

"I provide services such as makeup and plastic surgery of the body, preparation of farewell ceremonies, escort of burials in the cemetery, and writing of inscriptions...... Also, if you feel that there is something dirty in your home, you can also contact me. ”

"Well, that seems like a good one." Uncle Zhang asked his son to click again, and a few bright red characters appeared: "I have something recently, if you encounter a supernatural problem, you can contact the zombie Taoist and call ......"

"Zombie Dao Leader?" Uncle Zhang's son couldn't help but laugh and said: "What age is this, there are still people called zombie Taoists, it's really strange." ”

Uncle Zhang saw the name, and also lost interest, so he went to check the next one, who knew that the second person was like this, and the recommended one was also the zombie Taoist. Uncle Zhang asked his son to check the supernatural masters in Shixian County next to him, and they were surprisingly consistent...... It's all going on...... All recommend the Zombie Chief......

"Let's be a dead horse as a live horse doctor." Uncle Zhang wrote down the number, "I hope this zombie Taoist has some real skills." ”