The system is not human!

Liu Li put away the "Village Flower Pick-up Card" with a gloomy face. I kind of got it. The so-called souvenir is really a memory. What a serious thing you want.

Liu Li thought about the heavy locomotive in the shop that had only been driven once,

Handsome is cool, but it can't carry men, and the role is less than half.

Can't be in the sunset, carrying a locomotive with handsome guys,

It's incomplete!

As for the previous bye, this time the village flower was in control, and Liu Li was not so rare that he could complain.

"I'm still looking forward to it, those who drink fake wine, and these two people who have suffered a thousand knives, can these two goods provide something to extract?"

Liu Li could only comfort herself like this.

"Hey, why are you still here, is there something wrong?"

Liu Li glanced outside the door of the lounge, and the director of the cremation workshop was still there, still nodding his head and waist.

One thing to say, this waist can.

Liu Li couldn't help but support her waist, and she felt sore when she looked at it.

The director burst into tears, finally seeing him.

He climbed up the pole, entered the lounge with a cat waist, and said with a smile: It's okay, what can I do, just to see that someone is looking for Boss Liu, this is not in the way, I will bring it.

Liu Li sneered, the expression on his face was extremely vivid, and it was full of "Edit, you continue to edit".

She didn't answer the conversation.

The director was helpless, so he could only continue to smile: "That, if you want to say something, there is something."

"Boss Liu, you have a lot of adults, can you not ...... what happened just now?"

He reached out and pointed to the top of his head.

Liu Li pinched him with his eyelids: "Don't complain to your curator?"

"Yes, yes, Boss Liu, a lot of it, raise your noble hand."

The director looked at Liu Li hopefully.

"Impossible!

Not to mention the door, not even the window."

Liu Li replied categorically, and sneered, "Aren't you going to sue us for beating you? Go, you sue yours, and I sue mine.

By the way, remember to contact the little ones who are having a good time, as well as the embassy of the fighting nations."

"They're foreigners."

The director's face immediately turned green, and he shook his head decisively:.

"Don't sue, don't sue, really don't sue."

The director pleaded bitterly and was filled with righteous indignation: "Who is spreading rumors? Where have I been beaten?"

"Isn't that all right for me?"

His dark eyes and indelible footprints made him feel inexplicably happy when he said it.

Yun'a, Reina, Xiaojiu, and Doll, with an expression that we are professionally trained to never laugh, endured and endured, but still couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The director of the cremation workshop looked embarrassed, and he had to maintain a casual expression, looking a little pitiful.

Liu Li held back a smile and asked, "Is there really no one to beat you?"

"No,

No,

Absolutely no one hit me! It's all rumors!"

The director gritted his teeth and did not let go.

Liu Li pointed to the camera in Ling Nai's hand again and reminded, "Director, I'm broadcasting live here, it's not good for you to go back and play tricks again."

The director's face was so green that it turned black, and he still squeezed out a constipated smile, and nodded his head as if he was crying.

I didn't even forget to nod and say hello to the live camera.

That's called a humble one.

In the live broadcast room,

With a flattering greeting from the director, the oppressive atmosphere was finally broken, and everyone began to happily water barrage again:

[Two young girls beating a man, is it the corruption of the rule of law or the degradation of morality?

What? I didn't fight, so it's fine. 】

[It's really miserable, this director, I was beaten, and I have to prove that I wasn't beaten, who said that I was beaten, and who was in a hurry. 】

[I still like your unruly appearance

Son, please recover it. 】

[It's so pitiful...... Hahaha, I can't stop laughing. 】

[Suddenly I feel that he doesn't need to stuff the cremation furnace with the internal price of the employee, he is still a little useful, at least happy enough.] 】

[No, you can bear this? Did he go to Japan to study Hokage? 】

[This is the worst time that the Hokage has been hacked.] 】

【……】

Liu Li was still a little puzzled at first, tilted his head, figured it out, and asked with a smile:

"Did you see the news or live?

Know the smash is gone?"

The director nodded honestly, with a gloomy expression: "I saw it all."

Liu Li understood this time.

Before, the big director kept saying that he couldn't sit on the cold bench,

looks like he doesn't care,

It's all because of the gold lord's backing.

The smashing field probably promised to give money, and also promised to be responsible for leveling the dean and the like.

Now, when people die and the tea is cold, there is no need to think about money, and there is no one on the dean's side to settle it, so he won't just sit on wax.

The dog fights the human power, the person is gone, and the dog's confidence is instantly wooden.

Now I feel that the position of the director of the cremation workshop is fragrant,

I started to be afraid of really being transferred to the cold bench.

In order to keep his position, what are you going to do?

Liu Li was extremely suspicious, and he was willing to take another beating.

The director saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time, and his tone brought out a pleading: "Boss Liu, what do you ......say about this?"

Liu Li yawned and waved his hand: "It depends on the mood."

"Ah......h

This gave the director a can't fix it, and brought out a crying voice: "Are you in a good mood or not good now......

"Let's make it."

A rude voice came from behind him, and then the director was squeezed and almost fell into a.

"It's time to pick up the bones."

The old master said to Liu Li as if he hadn't seen the director.

Liu Li was in no mood to tease the director anymore, and said to the fans in the live broadcast room:

"Here's the final process of cremation - picking up bones!"

"People, if you say that you are fragile, you are also vulnerable, and if you are a good person, you will be gone if you say no;

It's tenacious and tenacious, and the high temperature of more than 1,000 degrees still can't really burn people to ashes."

"High-energy warning, if you can't accept it, just quit first."

After Liu Li finished speaking, she turned to look at the ruffian, and unsurprisingly saw her hands twisted vigorously in front of her lower abdomen, her expression flustered, and her eyes fluttering.

The child she conceived in October is now burned to ashes, a few bones, and then picked it up by herself......

is sad, whether it is Liu Li, or the four little secretaries, including ninety percent of the fans who are watching the live broadcast at the moment, they can't empathize.

Liu Li said with a little compassion: "Auntie, if you don't rest here, let's go."

We are a one-stop funeral service, you can do everything for you, you must do it properly, you don't have to force yourself."

The ruffian barely smiled, gritted her teeth and shook her head, and two words burst out from between her teeth: "I'll go!"

Liu Li sighed secretly, but didn't say anything more, and went straight to the ruffian mother, walked out of the lounge, and walked towards the cremation room.

In her heart, there was a little more understanding. Is it any wonder that there is a saying that the elders do not send their children to the mountain for funeral? I thought it was humility and courtesy, but now it seems that it is compassion and compassion.

Let the parents see their children burned to ashes or buried in the ground,

Cruel as a knife, the knife sees blood.

Blood dripping from the heart.

"Boss Liu, that, Boss Liu......"

The director wanted to chase him out, but he was first stopped by the old master, and then he was frightened by the threat of the doll raising a small fist and retreated.

The doll milk said fiercely, "Don't come with me again, or I'll beat you."

The director touched the dark green eyes with one hand,

One hand probed the numb crotch of his pants, and he really didn't dare to chase them, and watched them walk to the cremation room, and let out a soul torture in the lounge alone:

"Haven't told me yet......

Are you in a good mood or a bad one~~~?"

Pick up the bones in the back of the crematorium.

If the crematorium goes in, it's like a conveyor belt,

The bone-picking room is like a compartment in a pig farm.

Compartments separated by iron shelves.

"Wait here."

After the master led the people in, he walked in.

After a few minutes of free time, Liu Li glanced at the barrage and found that the high-energy warning just now was purely in vain, and the fans were like girls who were vegetables and fun-loving, screaming and not leaving:

[I'm going to see the real ashes, I'm so nervous, I'm so nervous. 】

[Not only ashes, but also bones, human bones, scared. 】

[You saw the murder just now!] 】

[Funeral live broadcast, what a long insight. ] 】

[My mother asked me why I was covering my eyes and watching the live broadcast. 】

[If you don't understand, just ask, how big is the spicy stove, such a high temperature, and it burns for so long, will there really be bones? ] 】

[Pick up the bones, listen to the name and know that there must be bones, otherwise it should be called the ash room. 】

[No, you haven't been on the mountain, haven't you seen it? How old are you, little brat? 】

[You are big, who are you bigger than me?] The tumor is bigger than mine. 】

[Table personal attack, that remaining bone, is it the legendary relic? ] 】

[Hey, the topic suddenly became deeper.] 】

[No, after Zhihu's per capita million, the crematorium is a monk per capita? 】

[Poof, the per capita monks are okay! ] 】

【……】

Liu Li glanced at it, the master hadn't come out yet, so he simply chatted with the fans in the live broadcast room:

"There can be no relics for relics."

"It's the harder bones of the human body, most of which are skulls."

"As for the relics......

Liu Li couldn't hold back, but still pouted: "...... It's not hot enough to burn out."

"The crematorium is basically around 1,000 degrees, and if you want to burn the relics, you have to at least double the temperature."

The fans in the barrage showed a sixth-sense sensitivity to detect the scumbag's cheating:

[Does Sister Liuli mean that as long as the temperature is enough, the relics per capita will be released? 】

[Do you feel that the monk is very close to the people in an instant? ] 】

[Low EQ: very ordinary; High emotional intelligence: very close to the people. 】

[You are slandering the Buddha and slandering the Dharma, and you will go to hell with your tongue pulled!] 】

[Okay, that's what Sister Liuli said, you curse her, Sister Liuli, pay attention to him! ] 】

[Hey, that's ruthless, well, I'm talking about the one that proposes attention.] 】

[In the Bay Island under Fujian, there is a Nebula master who knows no, and they burn a lot of relics. 】

[Slandering the Buddha? I'm still a sugar daddy, don't buckle your hat at every turn, someone just mentioned Master Nebula, when Master Ren was alive, he also said that he didn't have to burn the relics, and the writings he left behind were relics.

This is the real monk. 】

【……】

Liu Lizheng was so interested that he opened and closed his mouth and was about to go down, and then he saw Xiao Jiu winking at her incessantly, and immediately reacted with a denial and threw it out:

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

She then went back and added, "I only said I needed that temperature, but I didn't say 'I just need it.'"

Liu Li couldn't help wiping a cold sweat, she made a mistake in the secret way, she really couldn't afford to provoke her.

Another few minutes passed,

The old master came out with a swarthy shovel.

On the head of the shovel, there was a handful of ashes and a few bones.

The master poured the ashes on the ground and opened the iron grid

Broken doors.

The ruffian mother opened Liu Li's support, staggered in, squatted in front of her daughter's bones and cried silently, stretched out her hand several times, and didn't know where to start?

The four little secretaries hurriedly stepped forward to help with the urn.

They're not very familiar with each other.

After all, the business of the Demon Capital Liuli Funeral Shop, before today, was really not good?

However, judging from the effect of this first live broadcast,

In the days to come, they are afraid that they will vomit in such work.

The master acted as the main force.

The ashes are placed in the box.

Then use a small hammer to break the larger bones,

It was also filled in the box.

Finally, there is the skull.

Most of the complete skull obviously does not fit into the urn.

The master glanced at the caliber of the urn, repaired the skull with a hammer, and put it down neatly, just covering all the ashes in the box.

Finally close the lid of the urn.

Bone picking is done.

In just ten minutes,

From the moment the ruffian's bones were shoveled out by the master with an iron shovel,

Whether it's funny, funny, or arguing or quarrelling, everyone is suddenly out of interest.

People say that the rabbit dies and the fox is sad,

Speaking of empathy,

Just imagine a body of more than 100 catties, and in the end there is only a little ash, a little slag, and a little bone.

What fame and fortune, what grievances and hatreds, what dreams and attachments, what desires to enjoy......

It's all in vain.

Present, in the live broadcast room, everyone watched the ruffian mother hold the urn tightly in her arms, as if holding a supreme treasure.

She turned her head from side to side, finally looked at Liu Li, and muttered with a crying voice:

"It's so light."

Liu Li sneered, turned his head away, and did not answer.

The ruffian muttered to herself:

"When she was born, the first time I held her, it was so light."

"That day, I carried her home."

"Today, I'm carrying her home."

The ruffian said and walked, heading towards the parking lot.

This time, she walked particularly steadily.

Like a new mother, holding her baby, for fear of accidentally waking her up.

At this moment,

Liu Li's eyes seemed to have been pricked by a needle, closed tightly, and waved Xiao Jiu to support the ruffian.

It was a few seconds before she reopened her eyes, red and let out a long breath.

Liu Li glanced at the live broadcast room, and there was a cry in the barrage:

[It's so light, woo woo, three words to break the defense, suddenly said to cry, told me that I am not alone. 】

You're not alone. 】

[Woo woo, so sad. 】

[Sad, and curious, how light is it? 】

【……】

Liu Li looked at the camera and said:

"After cremation, although it varies from person to person, the ashes are the fragments of human bones, which account for about 3.5% of the body's body weight."

"A 100-pound woman is only 3.5 pounds after burning."

"With the wooden urn, it's not much heavier than a newborn."

Liu Li paused, and then said, "Because the ruffian mother is going back to her hometown with the ashes for burial, today's funeral live broadcast is basically over here."

"Watching a live funeral is like watching "Golden Vase Plum" again,

Those who have compassion are also bodhisattvas;

Those who are afraid are also gentlemen;

Those who give birth to joyful hearts are also villains;

Those who take effect on the Dharma mind are beasts."

"I don't know what everyone saw, it's bad habits, it's killing, it's ***, it's mother's love, it's compassion, it's turning back."

"I only have one sentence for you, as the epilogue of the first funeral live broadcast."

"I hope you think about it before you do something."

Liu Li took a deep breath and said word by word:

"People die."