The fat old man's words are very capable, and he can hear some extraneous sounds, and he is a good leader in charge of the Dao, and he can be regarded as seeing the scale of the ghost faction, and most of the big situations in this situation are messes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I see ghosts and people for a while, this is not a way, last night there seemed to be a mask man who said that his eyes were open for nothing, and his big ability was also to find that he couldn't tell the difference between people and ghosts, it seems that there was a problem with the eyes of heaven, which is a thorny problem.

"Grandparents, you are all neighbors here, thank you for your help, can you answer me a few questions first."

Da Jian got up, bowed slightly, and expressed his gratitude, and at the same time he did have a lot of questions, Huangquan Road is a ghost street, so now it is not clear whether the old people in front of him are people or ghosts.

"Grandparents, how did I become a street director, I didn't understand the situation here, and I have no qualifications and abilities to be a street director."

Da has the ability to shirk the position of street director, and the funeral director alone gives him a headache, and he has to take care of the parents of a street, and he has a feeling that he is going to collapse.

"This is the thousand-year-old rule of Huangquan Road, as long as you are the master of the afterlife, you are our leader, and now it is said that it is the street director."

An old lady with a red headscarf said, and then hid behind others, feeling afraid to see people.

There is also such a rule, Fei'er is asleep, she doesn't know anything about the situation, she has just graduated and has no experience at all, this kind of management work is really difficult for herself to catch ducks on the shelves, and it is difficult for a strong man.

"Yes, we have lived here for hundreds of years, no, we have lived here for hundreds of years, and Huangquan Road is our home, but it cannot be occupied." Another old lady continued.

Now it is said that after living for hundreds of years, last night's ghost street, the great ability can have a hunch that Huangquan Road is very unusual, and these old people are even more unusual.

Huangquan Road is a well-known place for the dead, according to legend, there are graves all over here, ghosts are numerous, it is the only way to the underworld, since the afterlife is sent here, funerals and funerals are extremely frequent, and gradually all the people who do the business of the dead are concentrated here.

First, they are all dead people, who do not have the strange vision of the world, and communicate with each other in life;

Second, gather together and keep warm, and business is easier to do.

Over time, hundreds of miles of peers have gathered here, becoming a well-known ghost street, but in the past hundred years, the ghost culture has declined, and Huangquan Road has also declined, and the name of the ghost street is only known to some old generations.

With the development of modern funerals and Western funerals, Huangquan Road is more difficult to operate, how to change the status quo of Huangquan Road, Feier thought about taking a tourist route, but who would come to Huangquan Road, which is full of bad luck, this issue Feier also discussed with Da Ability, but Da Can's assertion at that time won Fei Er's appreciation, and it was Da Can's point of view that won the hearts of beauties.

Fei'er's grandfather asked me to take over here, presumably because he also wanted to keep Huangquan Road and this old ghost street for himself, but real estate merchants have been staring at this place, and it is difficult to keep this old street that looks dazzling in the city.

"A street of ghost and god culture, this is our judgment, Fei'er didn't expect you to give me such a big problem, as long as I can help you, I am willing to do anything."

One hundred and eight shops on Huangquan Road, there are all kinds of funeral items, as the saying goes, the master is in the people, thousands of years of funeral inheritance are basically gathered here, these grandparents in front of them must be their own masters or masters, these people are treasures.

Looking at the fiery eyes of the big skill, a group of old people looked a little uncomfortable, and the fat old man said: "Child, don't be stunned, hurry up and dispose of the corpse, otherwise it will rot after a long time, and the funeral matter will not look at you, and we don't understand it very well, you see what we can help, you just say." ”

"Is there an ice coffin?" The temperature is high in June, and the corpse is easy to decay, and the corpse is usually preserved in an ice coffin.

"Nope!"

No, what is it used to preserve, there are six corpses here, even if two corpses are placed in one ice coffin, you have to prepare three ice coffins, and you have to buy an ice coffin first.

"Where do my grandparents sell it, I'll buy it immediately, so that the buyer won't use the freezer to keep it."

The ice coffin has not been sold, no wonder Huangquan Road is dilapidated like this, it must be reformed and opened up, so that there is a way out, this is the case in today's China, and it is also like this in the next life now.

"The bodies used to be kept in the cellar." The gray-haired fat man said.

"Where's the cellar?" Da Ke asked.

It's a shame to say that as the master, Da Shui is not familiar with the distribution of the pattern of sending the afterlife.

"I don't know!" The fat old man said.

"What, you don't know." Da Jian was surprised, but soon understood that this place was full of secrets, how could outsiders enter, it seemed that he had to find it slowly.

Thinking about it, I can only let everyone go home first, and by the way, let them bring all the things that can be used for funerals in the afternoon, and settle the bill together afterwards.

Everyone left, the big ability to open the folder left by the grandfather, carefully checked the real estate certificate, and found the cellar after looking around, the cellar that the fat old man said was true or false, anyway, the big ability felt that there was a big problem with him.

"Can anyone tell me where the cellar is!" The big ability roared.

"Come to me, the lovely master will come to me, let my sister serve you well, and ensure that you will be so happy that your soul is gone."

"Come to me, don't die boy, come over to me, and let this god teach you well, if you are in charge."

"Come to me, let me see how many pounds and taels you have."

……

The sound of answering comes and goes, no one around, but he can hear the voice, this will not be the legendary magic power - Tian Er Tong, Tian Yan Tong has not learned to master, Tian Er Tong is here again, two good things put together is not necessarily a good thing.

If you let me go, I'll go, I'm not stupid, you don't say I'll find it myself, one house by one to find it, seventy-two rooms downstairs, thirty-six rooms upstairs, the stairs between the two floors are eighteen steps, up and down the big ability to find the cellar.

I was about to give up, and a lightning bolt appeared in my brain, where did I take out the documents yesterday, right to the mural in the lobby, where is the entrance to the cellar!

With suspicion, Da Jian ran to the mural, poked it with his hand, and instantly burst into tears: "Pain, pain, pain, not here, try other directions." ”

"Pain, pain, pain, not here." The big skill turned around, and the hard murals were cold, and there was no door.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid, there are places where you can only get in when the time comes." Meng Meng appeared in a whisper of contempt on the head of the big skill.

"But yesterday I went in during the day, what's the problem?" Da Ke asked.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid, not enough divine power, want to urge the magic circle, wishful thinking." Meng Meng learned to taunt the appearance of big skills and hand pain.