The largest service center for the deceased in City A, this morning is a little different from usual.

Lao Wang, a janitor security guard who has been working for more than ten years, saw someone for the first time at half past seven in the morning, driving a rumbling luxury sports car, saying what to say about coming to the morgue for breakfast.

And the young man who drove the sports car with an unkempt face had red eyes, swollen and black circles, as if he was the incarnation of a powerful ghost, and he always felt a little oozing!

After the hasty release, Lao Wang recalled the young man in white sitting in the sports car, leaning against the window with his eyes closed, which seemed a little familiar.

[Could it be the 'dead man' sent a few days ago, and I came back today to see it?!]

Lao Wang, who was sitting in the security booth, shivered all over, and for some reason he always felt a little cold today that was different from usual.

took Zheng Hongqin into the funeral service center, Fang Wuwei didn't know that he had become a "good friend" in the horror story in the eyes of the security guard Wang. If he knew, he would definitely scold that old king secretly.

He meowed, and said a few days ago that the Coke he gave was very delicious! Today, he cursed that he was dead?! The white-eyed wolf is not so white!

"Yo! Lao Zhang, I was on the night shift yesterday, and now I just got off work?"

Greeting the staff who passed by, Fang Wuwei, who was wearing a white dress and black pants, was as casual as if he was working here in person.

"Haha, yes, yes, Junior Brother Fang, I'm here to do something today, right? Lao Lin is waiting for you over there!"

A smile appeared on Lao Zhang's slightly tired face, and it was natural for Wu Wei to say hello to him.

Soon, Fang Wuwei greeted the other employees and said:

"Eh, Sister Hua, your child is well?"

"Hey, Liu is late, you are working so early today, I am going to send a pennant!"

"Wow, brother dei, why are you lying in a coffin today. ”

"I'm sorry, but I recognized the wrong person. ”

。。。

Watching Fang Wuwei cheer with others from time to time along the way, bragging to others from time to time, and Zheng Hongqin, who didn't sleep all night behind him, was completely blindfolded.

"Master Fang. You don't think you're going to work part-time in a morgue, are you?"

Asked tremblingly, although the funeral service center was well lit and it was broad daylight, Zheng Hongqin still felt an inexplicable chill.

"What can I do part-time in the morgue? Part-time corpse? Xiao Zhengqin, this is a good place, how dare a small online shopkeeper like me climb high. ”

Squinting at Zheng Hongqin, who had shrunk behind him, Fang Wuwei quickly turned his head to greet the other staff members.

"That... Master Fang, how can you follow. Are you so familiar with the people here? Haven't you been here before?!"

Zheng Hongqin trembled and shrank back, not even daring to approach Fang Wuwei. The mysterious old man in Xiuzhen's novels is not usually a ghost or something? ？

“MDZZ”

Fang Wuwei scolded secretly in his heart, and his original admiration for Zheng Hongqin who picked the medicine alone suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Shaking his head helplessly, Fang Wuwei whispered to Zheng Hongqin:

"Little Zheng, let me tell you. During this time, I came here when I had nothing to do, and I gave them delicious food and drink, so I got acquainted with them. ”

"That's not right. Master Fang. Why do you want to get acquainted with them?"

Hearing that Fang Wuwei denied his bold guess, Zheng Hongqin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked cautiously.

"Isn't it to help you refine the pill? There are also drinks and snacks that I buy here every day, I have already kept the account, Xiao Zheng, you have to remember to reimburse me." ”

Muttering, Fang Wuwei finally walked to the office door of the morgue, turned his head and said to Zheng Hongqin again:

"Xiao Zheng, don't talk too much after you go in. This time for alchemy, we have to rely on Lao Lin's help!"

Hearing Fang Wuwei's words, Zheng Hongqin nodded again with a confused face, and couldn't help but think in his heart, why did alchemy still need the help of mortuary staff.

"Eh, yes! Lao Lin, if you keep this God of Wealth Talisman, maybe it will be transferred soon!"

Fang Wuwei sat in Liangtang's office, with two bowls of instant noodles on the table in front of him. A bowl of his, a bowl of Zheng Hongqin's. And in front of him, a thin old man in his fifties, was smiling and holding a talisman, watching constantly.

"Junior Brother Fang, Lao Zhang said that your God of Wealth Talisman is particularly useful! The day before yesterday, he asked you to draw one, and the lottery ticket immediately won the fourth prize! Although I am not embarrassed, I still accept it. ”

Lao Lin looked at the talisman in his hand, carefully folded it in half and put it in his wallet. Although he didn't want to believe in the cow ghost snake god, he should be a good winner.

"Keep it away! Brother Lin, after today's incident. Won't you be able to turn around?"

Fang Wuwei smiled, revealing a bulging red envelope from his sleeve. What exactly is being signaled, Zheng Hongqin, who was sitting on the side, doesn't quite understand.

However, Lao Lin looked at Fang Wuwei's cuffs, the smile on his face deepened, and said with a smile:

"Little Brother Fang, don't act like a bribe! We have all applied with the above here, you pay the loss fee, if you still don't want to go, just give a little hard money!"

"Yes, yes!hahaha!"

Fang Wuwei and Lao Lin glanced at each other and laughed happily together. Zheng Hongqin, who was only left eating instant noodles in a daze, couldn't understand what was going on at all.

"Master Fang, what the hell is going on? ”

Whispering in Fang Wuwei's ear, Zheng Hongqin was now confused, and his head was completely soaked in batter.

"Xiao Zheng, I said it was alchemy. ”

Dan glanced at Zheng Hongqin painfully, and Fang Wuwei took advantage of Lao Lin's inattention, and asked in a low voice:

"Xiao Zheng, do you remember what you need to refine the Bilu Detox Pill?"

"Of course I remember! Thirty-two herbs, three kinds of refined herbs, and five hours of refining with fire, and finally taking the morning dew to wash it. ”

Snapping his fingers, Zheng Hongqin rarely memorized almost all of Dan Fang, but before he finished speaking, Fang Wuwei interrupted him.

"Not with fire. ”

Glancing at Zheng Hongqin, Fang Wuwei lowered his voice and asked seriously:

"This Bilu Detox Pill must be refined with the earthly fire for five hours. And the refining of this elixir, the heat is the most crucial! Now can you guess why I came to the morgue?"

"Ground. Hellfire. Hellfire ... Dark.. ”

Zheng Hongqin froze, his brain, which was almost a mess of mud, slowly turned, turned! It wasn't until a moment later that he suddenly realized that he was like an initiation!

"Master Fang! Why do you want to borrow a crematorium for alchemy?! Use the cremation furnace as an alchemy furnace!"

Fang Wuwei nodded and smiled, looking like a master.

And Zheng Hongqin, who was shocked, Fang Wuwei, who smiled, and Lao Lin who looked curious. Three people. At this moment, in the office of this crematorium morgue, a magical portrait of the character is formed.