Chapter 1: Slow Walk Without Funeral One-stop Shop Pays Attention to You!

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Fallen leaves roll up rain and west winds.

Sprinkle autumn on an attic next to the street.

"Ms. Yan, this is a four-story loft with the best price in Beihai District 4. Facing the bustling avenue, backed by Huanyun Mountain, the monthly payment is only 1,000, and there is nothing cheaper in the whole street, do you want to settle down today? ”

The intermediary in the dark blue suit looked away, and he stood in front of the iron door of the attic nervously, not daring to look at the tall black straight girl on the left.

The intermediary secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It seems that he is very jealous of this gray attic, as if he will be haunted by bad luck when he looks at it.

The girl held a bowl of stinky tofu without coriander and looked at the attic with great interest.

In the expectation of the intermediary.

Yan Jiu shook his head: "No need." ”

The intermediary finally waited for a big wrongdoer, and he wanted to persuade him again.

Yan Jiu took out the cards he bought at the store from his pocket, and said while opening the envelope with one hand: "How much does it cost to buy it." ”

Intermediary: The surprise came too suddenly!

Ultimately.

Yan Jiu successfully got the attic at a price of 199,999, but compared with the agency's desertion and escape, Yan Jiu had some indescribable excitement on his body.

System Panel: [Ding!]

Subject: Black-hearted intermediary,

Remarks: Prospects,

Mortality rate: 32%,

Time of death: After the 47th order,

Host is advised to stay tuned! 】

A data panel appeared in front of Yan Jiu's eyes.

In the past, the funeral system would add its own complaint after detecting a customer with a mortality rate greater than 10%, but this time it was as quiet as a chicken.

Out of concern for the "roommates" who live with them.

Yan Jiu intimately sent his sincere greetings: "What's wrong Tongzi, what is the silent mourning, could it be that your father blew up?"

System: [Abba Baba Aba! 】

Yan Jiu: "......"

As soon as you said that your dad blew up, you called me dad.

You kid don't want to curse me to death, do you?

System: [Don't be angry with the host.] 】

The host bound to the funeral system was originally the original body, but after the original body awakened its consciousness, it had to be reincarnated, so it could only quickly find a soul born at the same time in the same year, month, and day.

It still can't forget the picture of being frightened by the strength of the other party's soul when it first saw Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu swallowed the last piece of stinky tofu and said without thinking, "I'll try my best." ”

System: [The host continues the vitality of the original body, but only inherits half a year's life. 】

After the system finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Yan Jiu's face.

Yan Jiu pursed the corners of his mouth.

The whole person is shrouded in negative energy.

The breath went from loose to terrifying.

It was like a city wall that stood quietly, suddenly covered with sharp barbed wire, and against the backdrop of the fierce wind, it was like a prison of death that no one could approach.

Yan Jiu can calmly accept his new identity, but he can't accept that his new identity is also a short-lived ghost.

Past.

She was an orphan.

Adopted by Master.

With the help of his senior brother, he entered the realm of Xuanmen, and in only 20 years, he became a benchmark in the metaphysical world.

But because of five disadvantages and three shortcomings, he failed to survive the 23-year-old catastrophe, and he didn't expect that he would be brought into a parallel world by the system after his untimely death, dressed as a pitiful little one of the same name and different ages and no luck.

Yan Jiu frowned.

She wasn't afraid of death.

She just didn't want to cross over, and finally found the trail of her senior brother, but she didn't have much time left again......

System: [The system has a way to prolong the life of the host!] 】

Yan Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Expand and talk about it." ”

System: [If the host reaches a single business under the detection of the system panel, it can get a 100-day life value, which is why the system is why I propose that the host leave the big dye vat in the entertainment industry and open a funeral home! ] 】

Yan Jiu: How many surprises do you have that I don't know?

Someone shook his head with pleasure like a kitten.

The chilling aura suddenly dissipated.

Positive energy crawled out of the soil of the city walls, softening the barbed wire.

Yan Jiu knew that only by surviving could she have a chance to find her senior brother who suddenly disappeared in the original world.

It doesn't matter if you're rich or not.

The important thing is that she lives a long life.

After learning that the system has a way to continue life.

Yan Jiu stepped into the attic with ease.

But it was blocked by a wave of yin qi.

The previous owner's family didn't seem to welcome her!

Never mind.

She likes to be the most difficult to be a strong "person" in her life~

Yan Jiu pushed the door and entered, turning on the main light switch.

Meanwhile.

The black yin qi hovering in the attic slowly shrank, and finally hid on the top floor farthest away from Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu looked around and found that the attic was decorated retro more than 10 years ago, and the furniture was covered with dustproof white cloth, which looked like it had not been popular for a long time.

She slowly washed the 54 ordinary cards in her hand, and waited quietly for her master's family to show her face.

The brand-new solitaire danced on the girl's fingertips, accompanied by the residual chill of the yin air, and the atmosphere of the attic became more and more eerie against the warm lights of the roof of the building.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Yan Jiu still didn't wait for the opportunity to move his hands and feet.

She regretfully sat down on the sofa with the white cloth removed, took out her mobile phone, and decided to look for a few deals on the Internet first.

Yan Jiu registered an account with Douyin.

She flipped through a lot of videos one after another, in addition to being a long-legged beauty, she is a food expert, and she also fights landlords.

Before I knew it, half an hour had passed.

When Yan Jiu flipped down as usual.

She saw a live broadcaster with the ID "Society You Brother Biao".

In the video.

The anchor wore a red full-pressure flight suit, standing on the edge of a cliff of several hundred meters, looking out at the vast green mountains in the distance.

The cold wind whistling through the camera rang the heartbeat and excitement of every viewer.

The anchor did not take pure oxygen beforehand.

He only carried a pair of main umbrellas, a pair of extreme sports party outfits of "traffic and death".

The anchor enjoyed it so much that he spread his arms, as if he had foreseen him once again swooping down from the sky hundreds of meters high like a soaring eagle, and landed steadily.

Yan Jiu clicked on the comment area.

[Handsome, family, brush up the gifts! ] 】

[Brother Biao cheats! Laugh at death!! 】

[The minimum low-altitude movement is 300m, but that is a military umbrella, how high is this cliff, it is better to be careful.] 】

[The fighting friends in front of me are new at a glance, this cliff has jumped many times, it's okay! ] 】

Throughout the comment area, leave a message.

It's basically all praise and cheering.

Yan Jiu: Isn't it good to be alive?

Her occupational illness was instantaneous.

Pinched his fingers and counted the young man's face - the black hair of the seal and the fierce light covered the top, which was a great omen.

System Panel: [Ding!]

Test object: Brother Biao of society,

Remarks: Precise customer,

Mortality: 100%,

Time of death: after the 4th skydive.

Hosts are advised to pay attention now! 】

Yan Jiu's eyes lit up the detection value of the system panel again.

She didn't look through the anchor's other video records, and directly calculated that today was the other party's 4th parachute jump.

Yan Jiu: Isn't business coming~

She adheres to the concept of "laughter" first, but she didn't forget to remind: [It's not easy for the anchor to fly today, and the advice here is that you go home and sleep zZZ. 】

After leaving a message.

The anchor still goes his own way.

Yan Jiu's backhand was a concern, and then he began to pick up work: [Slow down and don't send a one-stop shop for funerals? ] The new store opens, and if you book now, you will receive a beautiful urn ×1~】

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