this day.

The city of BH was covered in rain.

It was as if the whole city was exuding unpleasantness.

Yan Jiu was dressed in a well-fitting black suit, her long black hair was tied into a high ponytail, a white flower pinned to her chest, white gloves, and a black umbrella.

Jiang Azi's dress today is in a Gothic dark style, and she is standing in front of eighteen pale "people" with an umbrella, explaining the funeral process repeatedly.

At the end, I didn't forget to check it.

Soon.

A hearse pulls into a winding road.

After Yan Jiu's repeated temptations of money, the crematorium closest to Huanyun Mountain was purchased by her.

In order not to affect the rest of the deceased.

As for the cemetery.

Yan Jiu still needs to be communicated.

Fortunately.

There is still time before the deceased is buried in peace.

She'll be before that.

Complete the collaboration with "Him's" graveyard.

[I know that the funeral should be serious, but I still want to say that Jiu Ye in a suit has a different flavor! ] 】

[Live broadcast the funeral, that's why the anchor will do this. 】

[A big venue is all anchors? ] 】

[Who says that the anchor is poor, I am the first to not follow! ] 】

[I don't know if you have noticed, the rock climbing anchor a few days ago unfortunately hung up. 】

[I heard that no body has been found so far.] 】

【…… I knew it was the result! 】

[Nine Ye begs to be spared! ] 】

[The deceased rest in peace, no offense intended.] 】

It's different than usual.

Today's live room comments were too quiet.

Netizens who wanted to joke, be addicted, and brag about Yan Jiu were forced by the depression of the environment and chose to be silent.

The hearse stopped at the entrance of the attic.

Yan Jiu didn't step forward.

Whether it's the funeral of the old man on the funeral wholesale street, or the funeral of the little girl next.

Yan Jiu was not involved.

She, like the majority of netizens, went through all the processes as a bystander.

Including Jiang Azi giving plastic surgery and burial to the body of the deceased, Huang Xiaoqiang transported the body of the deceased to the crematorium hall.

[I suddenly thought of an old saying: People, if you don't bring it in life, you don't bring it in death.] 】

[In the end, there is only a small box that can represent that it still exists in this world.] 】

[Next is the memorial service.] 】

[Before the silence, I want to say why the eldest brother who presided over is so pale, is he deliberately wearing makeup to meet the terrifying and depressing atmosphere of the scene? 】

[I didn't notice it if you didn't say it. 】

[The faces of these eighteen people don't look like people very much, where did the anchor find the team!? ] 】

Yan Jiu couldn't see the comments.

She looked at the family members of the deceased who were crying until they fainted.

Rao is accustomed to seeing life and death, and she can't calm her heart, which may be the impermanence of life.

Yan Jiu is so eager for life.

But.

Compared with these people who have experienced the pain of life and death, what is her suffering?

Before and after cremation.

Yan Jiu didn't even point the camera at the deceased.

Rather, it is aimed at the death certificate.

Yan Jiu walked out of the crematorium.

Act as a narrator in a corner of the lobby.

It is both an explanation and a warning.

Warning netizens and the families of the deceased.

"Do not let the deceased touch the cat or dog before the cremation of the body, and never speak to the cremation furnace during the cremation."

"Before cremation, you need to use a cleaving knife to scrape the cavity to avoid explosions during cremation."

"The ashes of the body should be taken out in a long tube, and the parts that are not powdered should be specially ground into powder."

"After being placed in the urn, it is delivered to the family in a timely manner, and the deceased must be respected."

"Remember, before returning home from the crematorium, you should stomp your feet three times at the door, and shake the umbrella if you have an umbrella."

Will it be the same when I gag in the future? 】

[Terrible! There's always a feeling of being there, am I showing signs of gag? 】

[I can prove the authenticity of these words of the anchor, and the stomping of the foot has been circulating in our village. 】

[Do taboos really exist? 】

[Thanks to the anchor for letting us see this.] 】

[And after that?] 】

Yan Jiu waited quietly.

More than forty minutes later.

When the urn with the photo of the deceased was handed over to the family of the deceased, Yan Jiu stepped forward.

Yan Jiu said: "Several festivals, crematoriums can currently store ashes, now there are burials, tree burials, flower bed burials, lawn burials, sky burials, diamond burials, space burials, reef ball burials, sea burials, fireworks burials, painting burials, etc., depending on the choice of family members." ”

She also told the family about the traditional funeral process.

Links such as stopping spirits, guarding spirits, attracting souls, and guarding filial piety have gradually disappeared in the long river of history.

There are only so many legal and reasonable funeral links, and their funeral home will provide customers with satisfaction as much as possible within the scope of the regulations.

The family members of the elderly were red and swollen: "We want to choose a cemetery, so that we can often go to see the child and her grandfather, does Director Yan have a suitable address to recommend?" ”

Yan Jiu pointed to Huanyun Mountain.

At first, she went to climb the mountain, but also to see the feng shui and see if Huanyun Mountain was suitable for the location of the cemetery.

The old man's family: "Huanyun Mountain is our hometown, but it was bought by a developer. ”

Yan Jiu talked freely: "Contemptible people are not talented, Huanyun Mountain will be mine soon, and it is expected to be won within a week." ”

Elderly family members: "......"

It's not that we don't believe it.

It's not feasible at all!

But the family members of the elderly are not good at dampening Yan Jiu's enthusiasm.

They also wanted to bury the old man in Huanyun Mountain.

In that case, the old man will be accompanied by birds and flowers, and the fallen leaves will not be lonely at the same time.

Wait until the little girl's family.

Yan Jiu said the same thing to the young couple.

The little girl's mother cried and stroked the urn: "She's always dreaming of going out to play." There is no chance in life, and we will do our best after death...... Once the cemetery is formed, please leave a good place for my daughter, I am grateful. ”

Yan Jiu nodded in response.

Then look at the little girl's mother's lap.

As she watched the little girl's family leave, she reached out and stopped the little girl Yin Ling, who wanted to follow.

The little girl's gloomy pale face was filled with disbelief: "Can the beautiful sister see me?" ”

Yan Jiu only said: "If a living person can't contact you for a long time, he will be sick at least or sick at worst." ”

The little girl was so pitiful that she hugged the doll and immediately dismissed the idea of following.

She hung her head.

Have a long face.

Yan Jiu gently pushed the little girl's yin spirit and pushed her towards the path of reincarnation: "You have your way to go." ”

The little girl raised her head before leaving, "Sister, can I still see my parents, my brother and my brother?" ”

Look at these eyes full of enthusiasm.

Yan Jiu couldn't bear to be deceived.

She turned her face away.

Yan Jiu only said: "There is a fate to meet." ”

The little girl smiled.

She believed in Yan Jiu.

He waved his hand at Yan Jiu.

I looked at my family one last time with anticipation.

The Yin Spirit walked the way she was supposed to go.

Yan Jiu didn't tell the little girl that the second half of the sentence was "goodbye is a stranger".

She looked out at the mist-shrouded mountains in the distance.

There is also melancholy hidden in my heart.

Where in this world is her brother, will he still remember her?

Fate makes people, she can judge anyone's life, but she can't judge her and her brother's life.

Even though Yan Jiu could control everything in her hands, she couldn't control those powers to find her senior brother.

This moment.

Yan Jiu's eyes were dull.

Her expression was sickly cold, like a faceless mask that trapped all her emotions.

Only one person can pull her mind.

Pity.

The man was not there.

System: [Host, do you want to start preparing the list of "Five-Star Inspectors" now?] 】

Yan Jiu slowly came back to his senses.

She raised her hand to stroke her frowning brow.

"No hurry, no hurry."

She seemed to be answering the system's words.

It's like giving yourself a hint.

Looking for senior brother, there is no hurry.