"Boss, I'll order the coffin."

In a dark alley, at the end of the alley, the only shop is lit.

A man wrapped in a pitch-black trench coat lowered his head and said to Lin Xining, who was sitting behind a pair of coffins.

Lin Xining glanced up at the man lazily and stood up.

"To whom? How long does it take? ”

Lin Xining touched the tail of the black stone with one hand, and held the wolf's hair in the other, and spread a palm-length yellow paper on a table that looked very shabby.

The man whispered, "My brother." Five months later. ”

Lin Xining nodded, and then asked, "Age?" ”

“37。”

Then, Lin Xining asked some questions that seemed to be inconsequential to the coffin.

Between the two of them asking and answering, the wolf in Lin Xining's hand also wrote strange runes on the yellow paper.

After a long time, Lin Xining put down the pen, "Do you have any requirements for the coffin?" ”

Man: "What are the coffins?" ”

Lin Xining: "There are fir wood, paulownia wood, pine wood, cypress wood, sandalwood and nanmu, choose one." ”

The man listened to Lin Xining talk about a pile of wood, thought for a long time, and finally said slowly: "Boss, can you tell me the difference between these coffins?" ”

"Among these types, fir wood is the cheapest, and relatively speaking, it is more suitable for making coffins.

Generally, high-quality pine and nanmu are commonly used.

Sandalwood is a relatively high-grade coffin, and paulownia and cypress in the middle are also more common. ”

"Think for yourself."

After speaking, Lin Xining took the yellow talisman and opened a room blocked by a broken flower curtain.

Walk in and place the yellow talisman on an offering table, pressed it with a piece of black ink.

"Have you figured it out?"

Lin Xining, who had put the yellow talisman, opened the curtain and came out and looked at the man who had been keeping his head down.

"Well, let's use sandalwood."

Lin Xining raised his eyebrows, glanced at the man, then nodded, and took out a black pen and a small notebook from the drawer of the shabby-looking table.

"What's your name and phone number?"

"Lu Yanjun, 18*********."

Lin Xining wrote it down in the notebook, then closed the notebook and put it away.

"Come here in three months."

The man nodded, his black-gloved hand pulling out a bank card from his pocket.

"This is a deposit, and I will come to pick up the coffin in three months after the final payment."

Lin Xining nodded, and then took the card.

After the man said the above sentence, he left.

Lin Xining looked at the shop that had regained its silence, picked up a yellow lantern from the house, and hung it under the plaque at the door when he went out.

The dim candlelight reflects the words on the plaque.

'Coffin shop'

That's right, a coffin shop called 'coffin shop'.

Lin Xining is the owner of this coffin shop this time.

He is only 23 years old, and his ancestral craft has been passed down.

Lin Xining just came over yesterday, when he accepted the memory of the original body, and there was only one thought in his whole mind: 'The original body is so miserable'.

This coffin shop has been opened by the original grandfather a month ago, but the original grandfather passed away inexplicably a month ago.

When the original body returned, only a piece of paper was found in this coffin shop. It was written on the paper: I hope that the original body can inherit his coffin shop. Whatever happens! Be sure to spread the coffin down.

As the only surviving bloodline in the family, he resigned from his internship job, and inherited the coffin shop without getting his salary.

Fortunately, the original body has been learning this craft from his grandfather since he was a child, and now he has inherited this coffin shop, and his heart is not empty.

It's just that he used to be a guest of his grandfather, and after seeing his grandfather pass away.

The original body of a 'child' made a coffin, perhaps there was an element of looking down on the original craftsmanship, and they all returned the order.

After inheriting the coffin shop, the original body could only survive by eating a box of instant noodles every day.

His grandfather only left this coffin shop, and said nothing except that the original body must spread the coffin.

The original body, which had not been opened for a month, did not wait for a guest, and waited for Lin Xining.

Lin Xining came, his soul naturally dissipated, and he went to find his deceased grandfather.

The rest of the cause and effect will be borne by Lin Xining.

……

Lin Xining, who hung up the lantern, returned to the coffin shop, where there were actually few coffins, closed the door, held a flashlight in his hand, and turned off the light in the coffin shop.

By the light of the flashlight, Lin Xining walked to the innermost part of the shop and pushed open a door, revealing the dark stairs inside.

"Dada! Click! ”

Lin Xining's shoes, in the quiet corridor, walked out of the sound of 'clicking'.

…

"Meow~"

A black cat suddenly stood around the corner and barked at Lin Xining.

A pair of green eyes stared at Lin Xining and the black stone on Lin Xining's shoulder.

"I told you everything, don't come to me at night."

Lin Xining walked over, pinched the back of the black cat's neck with his fingers, and lifted it up.

"Meow!"

The black cat was carried by Lin Xining on the back of the neck, twisted in the air a few times at will and then did not move, and continued to stare at Lin Xining without blinking.

"Alright, don't look at it. Come up with me. ”

Lin Xining dragged the black cat's ass with one hand and told it to lie in front of him, and the other hand was still flashlight.

……

Going up the stairs, Lin Xining dropped the black cat and pressed his free hand somewhere on the wall at the staircase.

'Boom. ’

The lights came on, and the light of the incandescent lamp illuminated the entire second floor.

Lin Xining pressed the flashlight casually and walked in the corridor where the walls were painted warm yellow.

Push open a door and get in.

This room is the room of the original body, and it is the room specially added to the original body when the original grandfather brought the original body over to learn the craft a few years ago.

The interior decoration style is also designed by the original body itself.

…

After Lin Xining entered the room, he took the black stone down and put it on the log bedside table, took off the shoes on his feet, and sat cross-legged on the bed.

At this moment, the black cat walked in from the corridor outside.

Sitting in front of Lin Xining dignified and elegant, the pink tongue licked his paws.

"Boy, aren't you going out tonight?"

The black cat licked its paws and suddenly spoke.

The cat's mouth came out of a rough uncle voice that didn't match the cute body of the black cat at all.

Lin Xining looked at the black cat, learned the appearance of the original body, and lazily fell to the bed.

"Don't go! Don't go! ”

"That's disgusting, I want to have breakfast tomorrow!"

The black cat heard this three or four times, and the answer was exactly the same, and immediately got up and jumped on the bed.

A paw stepped on Lin Xining's face, "Boy, get up!" ”

"How can you do it if you don't go out to work! If they come out and go on a rampage and hurt humans, you and I will be responsible! ”

"I don't want to suffer with you! Hurry up! ”

After listening to the black cat's words, Lin Xining ignored the black cat and turned over casually.

"I go out on patrol every night, do you know what the neighbors in this area say about me! I still open the coffin shop and appear on the street at night. ”

"Isn't that inexplicable!"

"Don't go! Don't go! ”

The black cat listened to Lin Xining's words, and the cat showed a strange smile on its face.

……