The funeral home is located near the Scarlet Paper Shop, just a few steps away.

It's a funeral parlor, but it's more like a large apartment.

Except for the cremation room on the first floor, the rest of the floors are all hotel apartment layouts.

Shen Jian stood at the door.

In his mind, he recalled what the Scarlet Paper Man had said.

The funeral parlor is a place where the ghosts are cremated, and it is the place where the souls of the dead return, as long as the ghosts have undergone body replacement, their rotten bodies will be sent to the crematorium and burned to the ground.

The supernatural is immortal, and the ghosts are immortal, but if the supernatural is transferred, the body will naturally return to the soul and the earth to the earth.

Shen Jian stepped into the funeral home.

At the front desk, I met the funeral home manager who had just woken up.

"Humans? Come and patrol here, you're really unlucky to win here. ”

The administrator was an old man with cloudy eyes, and the spirit emanating from his body had reached the top red-clothed level.

Shen Jian's eyes moved.

The palm of his hand was already faintly uncontrollable.

But he endured.

This ghost can't be caught yet.

The funeral parlor apartment is huge, and even if a few dormant ghosts disappear, nothing will be discovered in a short period of time.

But if the administrator disappears.

In less than a day, it will attract the attention of the blood-colored paper shop.

"Oh, what's the point?"

Shen Jian asked.

"Hey, hey, you're asking the right person."

The old man smiled grimly, and looked at Shen Jian's gaze full of banter:

"You know that this apartment is housed with ghosts who are queuing up to change their bodies, these ghosts are all about to decay in their bodies, or they are decaying, and they are not in a good mood, if they can rely on dormancy to spend the waiting time, then naturally no one will have an opinion."

"But for the sake of the reputation of the blood-colored paper shop, the boss doesn't allow any ghosts to die directly before changing their bodies, so you need to wake them up once a day, but no matter when you call, it's equivalent to being woken up just after falling asleep for them, do you know what will happen like this?"

Shen Jian said seriously: "They will thank me for waking them up." ”

Administrator:......

God thank you.

Your face is so big.

He opened his mouth, it was the first time he had seen a human not only not afraid to hear this, but also dared to joke with him.

He admits that this human being is a bit bold.

But what's the use of big?

Toughness can be the embodiment of a man's strength.

Humans don't have that.

The old man forcibly pulled the terrifying atmosphere back: "They will be angry, and no one knows what a terrible ghost will do under anger." ”

Seeing that Shen Jian didn't speak, the strange smile on the old man's face became even stronger, and he continued to add details: "I have watched the funeral parlor here for decades, and I have seen batches of human beings like you come over, but do you know their final ending?" ”

"Just recently, I remember an unlucky guy who knocked on the door so loudly that his whole head was plucked off and used as a potted plant; There is another, cautious and humble enough to wake up a player who bowed and apologized, and luckily survived, but on the fifth day, because he woke up a bear child, the child cried, and was beaten to death in the room by the other party's father. ”

"And that's not all, there are all kinds of players who were killed by supernatural abilities and whose corpses stained the apartment with blood, all of them died, without exception."

The old man's words are heartwarming.

In the other party's description, this is simply a situation of ten deaths.

The survival rate is not even 1%.

Even if there are those who survive, they are missing arms and legs, and they are extremely low.

Suffice it to say, this shouldn't have been the player's task.

It was a death mission forcibly arranged by the blood-colored paper shop, and whoever was chosen was unlucky.

"Now you understand, after entering here, your end is doomed, is there anything you want to say? I'm afraid that if you wait to get up, you won't be able to get down. ”

The old man looked at Shen Jian's expression as he spoke.

Every human who arrives here, he will tell him this.

I want to appreciate the fear, helplessness and fear of human beings who know that they will die, but have to choose to meet death.

"Yes."

Shen Jian groaned: "I think it's not enough to call once a day, what if the other party dies in the time period after waking up?" I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of just in case, I think, it's better to increase it to twice, once at 3 o'clock in the morning and once at 8 o'clock in the evening, so that they can form a regular sleep. ”

Administrator:???

Looking at the human in front of him, he suspected that he had misheard.

Once at three in the morning and once at eight in the evening.

.

Cubs don't have as good a life as you do.

You should be a nursing home here, and you have to get up every morning to keep fit.

And.

Call once at three o'clock in the morning and once at eight o'clock in the evening, what kind of underworld routine is this?

Ghosts don't get up like this, okay.

"Are you sure?"

The old man looked at Shen Jian with a different look in his eyes.

It seems to wonder if he was talking big or if he really wanted to.

"Of course, I will call the bed service most professionally, and make sure that these terrible ghosts get up and exercise one by one, and the rotten body should not be a reason for them to be rotten."

Shen Jian said with a smile.

There is already an eye in the heart.

He's been here for a long time, and it's too much trouble to wake him up again and again.

It's obviously a good idea to train these awesome ghosts to be exemplary pacesetters who go to bed early and get up early to exercise.

Admin Elder: ......

Ignore the old man.

Shen Jian took a universal room card and went up to the dormitory building.

……

Third floor.

Shen Jian found a room where ghosts were dormant.

Very politely knocked twice.

"Don't knock, don't knock, don't bother, I'm not dead."

There was a shrill voice of an impatient middle-aged woman from inside.

The voice rang out, and then, dead silence returned.

Apparently.

The ghost went dormant again.

According to the previous rules, after making it clear that the ghosts in the room did not fall into a crash, the administrator's purpose was achieved.

After that, the administrator does not need to care.

After all, the other party spent money to replace his body, and he was a distinguished guest of the blood-colored paper shop, not a real prisoner of labor reform.

But obviously.

Shen Jian was not satisfied.

knocked on the door again, and made a deafening sound: "Sleep every day, sleep every day, what time is it and still sleep, the sun is drying your buttocks, don't you have to eat breakfast, don't you send your child, don't get up in the morning to breathe fresh air." ”

"Get up, get up."

Middle-aged woman:!

！

The female ghost in the room woke up in a daze.

What the heck?

Is the admin here crazy?

What are you doing shouting at her so loudly outside?

Haven't you already shouted it once?

Could it be that Alzheimer's is committed?

Wrong.

This doesn't seem to be the voice of the administrator.

The voice was too young and vibrant, with a kind of exuberant vitality that her body did not have, like the yang energy of a human being.

Well?

Mankind?

She was stunned, and Shen Jian's mourning continued.

She didn't vent her anger in her heart, and she couldn't bear it.

"Ahh

The middle-aged woman screamed sharply.

Her body was decaying and withering, and it was not worth it to use the remaining power for the sake of a human.

Luckily, his daughter was there.

Hearing her mother's words, a three- or four-year-old Lori rubbed her eyes and opened the door.

Little Lori was sleepy-eyed and was woken up by her mother, obviously a little confused, but she soon showed a faceless without eyes, opened her teeth and claws at Shen Jian, and walked over slowly.

Shen Jian's expression moved.

I didn't expect that in addition to those rotten ghosts, there are also normal ghosts here.

But it's not surprising to think about.

This place can be seen as a nursing home, and it is normal for children to come and be filial.

It's normal to have a child come and accompany you.

"You lie in bed at a young age, and when you grow up, you have to teach you what it means to get up early and have birds to eat."

Shen Jian rushed up and pressed Xiao Lori is beating, and the wide slap fell on the small pelvic bone, and after a while, the skin was opened.

The second generation of ghosts in rich families is different.

A three- or four-year-old little Lori already has a yin qi that is not weaker than that of the red-clothed level, if this is placed in a three-star copy, it must be a high-level elite monster.

"Ahh

！ ”

Little Lori let out a high-pitched scream.

The middle-aged woman in the room stood up suddenly, her body stiffened even more as layers of grave soil continued to fall.

This is the current state of the decaying body.

The spirit is immortal, the ghost is immortal, even if it is just a decaying body, the ghost will not die, but its movement will be limited, and it will continue to fall off.

Unless he can't afford to pay for it, no ghost would be willing to drag such a body to move.

The middle-aged woman walked out slowly.

A handsome human was seen beating his daughter.

Her face sank: "Human, are you looking for death?" ”

Shen Jian ignored this threat, and said with a bright smile: "Guest, the wake-up service you ordered has been realized, please give a five-star review." ”?

Shen Jian put down the little Lori.

Little Lori covered her back with her hands and carefully hid behind her mother.

looked at Shen Jian with a look of horror.

Middle-Aged Women: ???

Hearing Shen Jian's words, she was completely dumbfounded.

The human first knocked loudly on the door, and then beat her daughter to get her out of bed?

You're special.

The bamboo shoots on the mountain are all for you to take.

And when did she book this damn wake-up call?

Shen Jian seemed to know what the other party was thinking.

still maintains a smile that makes it impossible for any guest to find a problem: "It's just added, but the administrator downstairs has agreed, this will be the latest rule of the funeral home." ”

"If you don't want to be woken up, you can wake up before I knock on the door so they won't be disturbed."

Shen Jian finished speaking.

Turn around and head to the next room.

Before leaving, Shen Jian shook his head and unconsciously muttered: "Mother, it's really not like words, if you suffer a child, you can't be bitter yourself, right, my dog gets up earlier than this." ”

Middle-aged women: ......

Do you scold again?

She looked at Shen Jian's back, and the horror that belonged to the ghost seemed to be revealed.

But the soil on his body fell off faster.

It would be worthless to use the rest of the supernatural spirit here, if it dies itself.

The little Lori, who was hiding behind her mother, lit up with a look of anticipation, is her mother going to avenge herself?

You must punish this human severely, otherwise you will be sorry for the few taels of flesh behind her.

Then she saw that her mother picked herself up and hit her a few more times towards the red and swollen area.

"Who told you to just open the door and go out."

Little Lori: ???

Her little face was full of big doubts.

So, this beating me was in vain?