"Teacher Gu, do you still have money on this dried muntjac corpse you are attached?" Lu Xiaoxi was a little surprised, but also a little lucky, fortunately, the corpse controlled by Gu Hongming had money on it, otherwise he would not be able to buy jujubes and pay the fare. Because these corpses under their control have no money, not a penny.

However, Gu Hongming's answer was much more than Lu Xiaoxi expected.

He directly pulled out the pocket of his clothes, spread his hands and said, "No." ”

"Huh?" Lu Xiaoxi was stunned, "Then what kind of money did you give for the fare just now, as well as the jujube you bought before?" ”

"Stygian coins." Gu Hongming replied.

"Hades...... Stygian? Lu Xiaoxi was a little crying and laughing, "Can they use this money after they collect it?" ”

"You can't use it when you're alive, but you can use it when you're dead." Gu Hongming said.

Cai Yuanpei came over and said with a smile: "Xiao Lu, don't worry about those people, they have all made a lot of money this time." Although you are a ghost, you have never been to the underworld, so you don't know that the underworld coins circulating in the underworld are not as simple as burning paper money! Otherwise, with the current paper money of hundreds of billions and trillions of denominations, if it really becomes the underworld currency, what will the monetary value of the underworld become? ”

"The real underworld coin is derived from merit and good karma, as well as incense offerings, and so on."

"The more good deeds a person does and the more merit he accumulates while he is alive, the richer he will be in the underworld after he dies! In the same way, if a person's descendants can continue to offer incense to him, then he will also continue to receive the Immortal Coin. That's why, whenever you dream of a deceased relative, the old man in the family should tell you to take time to go to the grave of this loved one to pay respects......"

"The ancestors are all poor and come to beg for money, why don't you hurry up and go to the incense to worship for the ancestors***...... No, it's some money. ”

"What Gu Lao gave them just now is a genuine dark coin! When they go to the underworld after they die, they can use it directly, and it is more valuable than a hundred yuan in the yang world! ”

"So, when you go to the grave, the paper money you burn is useless?" Lu Xiaoxi asked.

"It's useless." Cai Yuanpei shook his head, "Instead of going to the grave to burn a lot of paper money during the Qingming Festival every year, it is better to put a stick of incense on the deceased relatives every day." ”

"Are you done? It's time for us to go in. Gu Hongming urged, and then said to Lu Xiaoxi: "Xiao Lu, when we came to the world this time, our strength was sealed, so when we go in later, we have to rely on you to confuse the security guards and the staff on duty, and let them help burn the bodies of these dried muntjacs." ”

"No problem, leave it to me." Lu Xiaoxi nodded in agreement.

Although her strength is not strong, she can barely use the magic of the ghost's mind. What's more, this is a crematorium, which is originally yin and resentful. With a little guidance, she can borrow the yin qi and resentment of this place to strengthen the effect of the ghost's mind. As long as the time is controlled, neither she nor the fascinated person will be in danger.

As he spoke, the crematorium security guard came out of the guard room, shone a flashlight on them, and asked, "Who are you?" Can I help you? ”

"We're here to cremate the body." Gu Hongming replied.

"Cremated bodies on the big night?" The security guard was stunned for a moment.

He had worked in the crematorium for several years, and he had never seen three men come running in the middle of the night to cremate their bodies. You must know that the cremation of the corpse is also particular, and most people will go to ask monks and Taoists to help calculate and see when it is better to be cremated. And this time, it's basically during the day.

"The situation is quite special, so it's night, please open the door." Lu Xiaoxi manipulated the dried muntjac she was attached to and walked out, a strange red light flashing in her eyes.

When the security guard saw her eyes, he suddenly felt a cold air coming from his back, and then the person became confused, and entered a state of half-dreaming and half-awake, according to Lu Xiaoxi's words, opened the door of the crematorium, and led them to find the staff on duty in the crematorium, and cremated the bodies of the eight dried muntjacs, nailed to the jujube pits, and cremated.

After seeing the bodies of the eight dried muntjac bodies burned to ashes, Lu Xiaoxi and the teachers breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately left the crematorium and rushed to the roast sheep shop, wanting to help Luo Yun. The crematorium attendants, who were fascinated by ghosts, returned to the duty room and fell asleep until dawn the next day.

"I had a weird dream last night."

One of the officers on duty yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"I dreamed that in the crematorium, a few strange people came in the middle of the night, shouting for the cremation of the body. And guess what? ”

This person sold a pass and wanted his colleagues to guess, but it turned out that several colleagues in the duty room had strange expressions.

It's a complex mixture of shock, fear, and disbelief.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked, puzzled.

"They cremated themselves!" A colleague said in a trembling voice.

"Huh, how do you know?" The man was amazed.

"Because of me, I had the same dream!" The colleague replied.

Several other colleagues in the duty room also said:

"And me, I had this dream too!"

"Me too!"

"I dreamed of this scene too!"

The person who first talked about this was stunned and looked incredulous: "You also have such a dream? How can it be! Are you kidding me? ”

No one paid attention to him, they were all discussing it.

"What the hell is going on, you say? Why do we have the same dreams? ”

"Is this really a dream? How many people have the same dream? ”

"If it's not a dream, what can it be? Ghosts? ”

As soon as the word 'ghost' came out, everyone suddenly felt that the duty room had become a little colder. On the same day, some of these staff members on night duty submitted their resignations. At the same time, a haunted legend also spread in the crematorium.

However, this haunted legend did not cause any riots and sensations. Because there are so many legends about the haunting of the crematorium, almost every other month, a new story is produced, and people have long been accustomed to it, and they don't take it seriously at all, but laugh at the timidity of the few officers on duty.

Unlike the staff on duty at the crematorium, the two taxi drivers who took Lu Xiaoxi and them to the crematorium, as well as the owner of the fruit stall, were more angry than afraid.

At the end of the business and the inventory of the profits, they found a dark coin, mixed in a pile of banknotes.

This coin is completely different from the coin bought in the wax shop now, it is not an imitation of modern money, it is colorful and green, and it is also printed with words such as 'Bank of Hades'.

It is pure white all over, round on the outside and square on the inside, and looks like a copper coin made of white paper.

"Damn, who gave this money? Too bastard, right? It's actually a dark coin! They scolded and pulled the coin out of the pile of banknotes, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can, but they didn't find that the money burned to ashes in the trash can, and the wisps of green smoke from the burning flew into their bodies.

They were just wondering, "Why did I take this money?" ”

The owner of the fruit stall was okay, but the two taxi drivers invariably remembered the guests who went to the crematorium in the middle of the night, and they shivered together.

"Could it be them? Are they ghosts? ”

The two taxi drivers were terrified, and secretly decided that if they met this kind of guest again in the middle of the night in the future, they would resolutely not pull it!

No matter how much money you give, you won't pull it!

It's not good to say, you have to put your life into it!

It's terrifying!