"Come, let's go together!"

The fat man held a small flag in his hand, wearing a dark yellow robe, and commanded a group of young men and women in front of him who were also wearing robes.

"Knock knock!

"Woooo

Some people hold wooden swords, some people hold gongs, some people blow suona, some people beat drums, some people jump and chant mantras,

The originally messy rural Baishi music team looked orderly under the tutelage of the fat man, and everyone followed the rhythm of the tune to do their own things, each performing their duties, revealing a solemn and solemn feeling, just like the symphony orchestra!

The fat man jumped up and down, directing every detail,

He is very attentive, because this is his career, and it is also his life,

This team is all he has.

"Okay, stop!"

The fat man raised the flag in his hand sideways and signaled everyone to stop.

"Knock knock !!!"

The drum beat rapidly, and finally there was an abrupt stop.

Everyone stopped moving, stood neatly, and then everyone quickly took out a long sign from their cuffs, similar to the one that the ancient minister held in his hand when he went to court.

The fat man also took out a token from his pocket as if he was playing a trick,

Then all the people behind him bowed in unison:

"Congratulations to Mr. Zhao to be ranked in the immortal class!"

"Bang Bang Bang !!!!!"

There was a round of applause.

The funeral director was very pleased to say to a middle-aged man in a suit beside him: "Mr. Zhao, are you satisfied with this?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied, on the day of the funeral, I hope this is the effect. ”

"Don't worry, this is for sure, this is the main project of our funeral home recently, we Chinese, or need to promote our own culture, funeral culture, in fact, is also a kind of our traditional culture." ”

"Yes, yes, I believe that my father's spirit in heaven will rest in peace. ”

"Hmm. ”

The funeral director motioned to the deputy director below to sign the order, and he walked to the fat man who was drinking water and resting, and reached out and patted the fat man on the shoulder.

"Bayi, you're doing a great job. ”

"Thank you, curator, can you add some bonuses to my brother?"

"No problem, every time you take an order, I will give you a bonus, and I will do what I say!"

The curator encouraged everyone again before leaving.

"Brother Bayi, you are really amazing, this is much more than what we used to make in the countryside running around for nothing. "A young man came up to the fat man and slapped his ass.

"Where is this, let's make another Eight Immortals cross the sea array, and completely blind their dog's eyes. The fat man seemed very casual, indeed, compared to his previous formation of moving mountains and reclamation at every turn, now he is just commanding a hundred or so people to pretend to be a showcase, and he really can't get on the table.

But life, the important thing is the yuan, the rest, it doesn't matter.

"By the way, Brother Bayi, will you go and see the excitement later?"

"What's the excitement? We're a funeral parlor, what's so nice about the bustle of the dead?"

"I heard that a black man's body was sent today, and it will be cremated in the afternoon, and we have seen a lot of other people cremated, and I really want to see what color the ashes of black people are after cremation. ”

Xiao Young only cared about himself and said, not paying attention to the fact that the whole face of his Bayi brother next to him was deformed with fright.

..................

"Master, it's been a great job. ”

"Master, come to my house tonight. ”

"Master, go to my house. ”

"Amitabha, thank you, donors, it's just that today's work is not finished yet. ”

The monk was wearing a robe, shoveling soil with a shovel in his hand, and behind him was a group of middle-aged people in suits and leather shoes.

"Master, let's count it as a virtue in this way?"

"Yes. The monk responded.

"Then I will donate more money to this village tomorrow and find an engineering team to renovate this mountain road, which can also be regarded as accumulating virtue, right?"

"Accumulate virtue and bow down. The monk replied.

"Understood, Master, I understood. ”

In the crowd, there are many dignitaries, but they still continue to do the work at hand under the leadership of the Seven Laws, for them, money and the rest of the enjoyment, but a little down, how to accumulate virtue to pray for future generations is the focus of their concern.

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The spring breeze is warm, and downstairs at the terminal of Pudong International Airport, there are many passengers waiting for taxis.

Ying Ying'er is a little thinner than half a year ago, her figure was originally a little plump, but now, she looks a little weak.

Her studies have ended, and she has just returned from the United States and returned to the magic capital.

For her, life has to go on no matter what, she does not allow herself to slack off, and every moment, she needs to live with the utmost delicacy.

Because she was worried that she didn't know when, that man would appear in front of her, and she didn't want her to see her decadent and ugly side.

This is the common nature shared by every woman, and no one can escape from the fact that women are pleasing to themselves.

"Hello, do you know me?"

A man stood behind Ying Ying'er.

Ying Ying'er turned around and saw a man in a burgundy suit, the man's clothes were rigorous, and every detail of his body was meticulous, and the most important thing was that he should have come back on the same plane with him, and he could still maintain absolute delicacy after sitting on the plane for so long, which was enough to show the other party's persistence in this detail.

"Hello, I really don't know a little. Ying Ying'er responded.

"You used to run a clinic, our company is upstairs from you, it's a game company. The man reminded.

"Oh, I remember, hello. ”

"Are you going back?" the man asked, "Let's go together, it's not very convenient to call a taxi here, my boss is going to drive." ”

"Don't bother, I have a friend to pick me up. Ying Ying'er refused.

"Is he back?"

"What?" Ying Ying'er was a little puzzled.

"Oh, I didn't come back. The man shook his head, "If he's back, let me know." ”

The man took out a piece of paper from his pocket and wrote his mobile phone number, and it was also a kind of respect that he did not directly ask for WeChat or other contact information.

"I have a good relationship with him. The man explained.

"Is it Su Bai?" asked Ying Ying'er.

"Yes, that's him. The man took a deep breath and spit out heavily, "Although the air in the magic capital is not as good as in California, I feel that my life has regained momentum when I come back here." ”

"Good luck with your work. ”

"The same goes for you. ”

(California law allows same-sex marriage—————— Xiaolong Press)

A man drove up in a car and honked his horn.

"My boss came to pick me up, well, goodbye. ”

"Goodbye. ”

The man got into the car, and in the car, he talked and laughed with his boss, and personally reached out to help the boss sort out his tie.

I don't know why, looking at these two men's actions, Ying Ying'er actually felt a little sour in her heart.

Soon, Ying Ying'er waited for a taxi, and instead of going back to her residence first, she returned to the building where she used to work.

I don't know why, she wants to come back here first.

At the entrance of the building, an elderly firefighter was checking the building's firefighting equipment, and when Ying Ying'er came over, the firefighter smiled at Ying Ying'er, and Ying Ying'er smiled in return.

"Brother Li, is your son-in-law going to the funeral tomorrow?" asked a colleague beside him.

"Well, it's tomorrow. The old fireman replied.

"Then you still come out to work today, alas, forget it, mourn, yes, when people are busy, they don't have time to think about it. ”

"I still have a grandson, and I came back this time specifically to bring my grandson. ”

"You haven't been on vacation lately, have you?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's good to be back, it's good to be back, life, you can go on. ”

..................

The office hasn't been subleased yet, and Ying Ying'er has already returned this place to Su Bai, but it seems that someone has extended the lease here for five years, so this place is still the same.

Ying Ying'er found the cleaning supplies in the room and began to clean it.

Just got off a long-haul plane, people are very tired,

But Ying Ying'er still insisted on continuing to clean the place.

This busy, busy until the evening.

Some tired, some confused.

Poured myself a glass of water and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the neon lights flicker below.

The cold city is also the cold night,

Ying Ying'er took out her mobile phone and opened a radio station APP.

Ten years ago, someone made statistics that the three major listeners of radio were: students, migrant workers, and drivers.

Nowadays, with the popularity of smartphones, there are two main categories: drivers and lonely people.

He said that it would probably be the last time they would meet,

It's been so long,

He really didn't contact himself again.

It's as if you really jumped into the sea of people, without looking for a trace.

He is still the same, he only thinks of himself when he needs it, and he is still the same as before, and every time he needs himself, he can't control it.

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and it is not up to anyone who suffers and who is irresponsible.

Leaning on the windowsill, Ying Ying'er's hair fell down and rested on her shoulders.

The one in his hand was obviously mineral water, but he drank the feeling of wine.

At this time, there was some noise in the broadcast sound of the mobile phone, which seemed to have some problems with the signal, but it quickly returned to normal, but the tone changed at this time:

"Hello, dear listeners.

Welcome to Horror Radio,

I

is the host of the show,

I............

I have a name, my name is Su Bai;

Here, I'm going to start by ordering a song for a girl as a gift to her, I know that she has just returned from her studies abroad, and now she must be alone.

This song is the back string of "Love Concubine",

I hope

She can still be happy when I am not with her, and she can continue to live happily.

If you love her, give her the most beautiful stars and twelve hours,

That night,

Always in my heart,

May you be well.

You can follow our "Horror Broadcast" public", and we have more stories to share with you there.

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And then there's today's story.

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