Chapter 328: White Stone Mountain, Rats Called Lamp Oil

After hearing this, the master let out a dry "uh-uh" twice, feeling that his emotions were not very natural.

Then he went back to his room for the first time.

I also greeted the master, bowed to the grandfather, and left the store with the commission money and the magic lamp oil.

I hailed a taxi and went to the White Rock Funeral Parlor first, as it was far away.

Immediately afterwards, they went to the feng shui hall where Mao Jing and their family were to share the money, and finally went to work in the hospital.

In the car, I took out my mobile phone and prepared to call Uncle Yu.

But as soon as I dialed in, I hurriedly hung up again.

I feel that the direct phone contact is not sincere enough, and I plan to postpone this matter for a day.

Tomorrow, I will personally visit Uncle Yu and bring some gifts.

It's a bit formal, and I haven't seen Uncle Yu for a month......

An hour later, I arrived at the White Rock Funeral Home.

As the last time I came, the gate was closed during the day.

The security guard is still the same master.

The security guard should have been explained, and when he saw that I was coming, he opened the door directly without asking, and motioned for me to go in with him.

The White Rock Funeral Parlor was very dilapidated, and it felt like it was about to go out of business.

But the status is the highest in our mountain city crematorium, and no funeral home can be the best.

The security guard ushered me into the reception hall.

It is said to be a living room, but it is actually as simple as death.

There is a tattered wooden sofa, and there are a few rats in the living room who are not afraid of people, "squeaking" and playing in the corner.

The security guard motioned for me to sit down, and he went to call Master Gray.

I nodded, sat down on the couch, and watched the rats frolic and fight.

If you put it outside, you will definitely be trampled to death.

But it's different here, there is such a big rat spirit as the gray master.

About three minutes later, a figure hurriedly walked in from outside the house:

"Little ginger, little ginger......"

While talking, the gray master came to the house.

Before I could speak, he stretched his neck and sniffed at me:

"Little ginger, where's the lamp oil? What about lamp oil? Why didn't I smell it? ā€

The gray man had a hippie smile on his face, and his eyes looked straight at me.

When I saw that the gray master was coming, I didn't grind and took out the magic lamp oil directly, and tore open the charm.

The scent overflowed instantly.

With the appearance of this fragrance, the whole person was crispy in an instant, and he took a long breath;

"Whew, that's so cool!"

As I spoke, I noticed that the two big rats that were playing before stopped fighting and ran directly over to this side.

He just sat at my feet, leaning upright and twitching his nose at the magic lamp oil in my hand.

Not only that, but more little mice also escaped from the drain at the door of the house, as well as through the cracks in the ceiling, and from the back room.

All of them showed their heads and made a "squeaking" sound at the magic lamp oil, and some big daring rats had already run over and sat down at my feet.

Damn, how many rats are there in this funeral home?

I'm not afraid of this animal, but there are so many of them that I don't feel comfortable looking at them.

"Master Gray, you take it. The car is still waiting for me outside! ā€

I spoke again, wanting to leave as soon as possible.

Gray Ye smiled:

"Okay, okay, I reached out and took it."

When he saw him take it, he planned to leave.

"As a result, the gray master grabbed my wrist, don't worry, Brother Jiang."

"What's wrong, Gray Master?"

Gray Ye still looks like a hippie smile:

"You'll have to let me weigh myself before I go?"

"Okay!"

I replied.

At the same time, the gray master "squeaked" a few times strangely at the big rats around him.

Then there were dozens of rats around, all of which "squeaked" and became agitated.

Some of the big rats even ran directly to the back room.

In a few moments, I saw a dozen rats crawling out of the back room carrying a small scale.

While crawling, there is also a "squeak" squeak.

It was a very surprising scene, but it was acceptable.

The gray master has become a fine, and it is not a big deal to summon some rats and rats.

The gray master took the small number and weighed it, and also touched the heads of the mice.

As a result, the mouse that was not touched was still standing upright and screaming loudly at the gray master, as if to say that the gray master was unfair.

The gray master also smiled and touched the big mice that were "squeaking".

"Good, good, you are all my good boys......"

I look at it in the hair.

It's not that I reject the emotion of the gray master, but that I reject and say that the mouse is a good child.

Personally, I'm not a big fan of mice.

After touching the rats, the gray master put the scales on the coffee table.

He took out another mobile phone from his body.

I looked, this rat spirit.

It's better than Lao Tzu's, and it's still the latest iPho this year

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He placed his phone directly on the scale; 162 grams.

Here's the test weight for me to see.

I nodded and didn't speak, and the more he did it, the more likely I felt he was playing tricks.

After that, he put the magic lamp oil on the scale together with the plastic bag.

As a result, the weight of the plastic bag is 2.17 grams, and the total weight is 117 grams.

He only weighed me seventy grams, which was a full sixty-seven grams.

I call it a good guy.

He said that it was darker than Gao Qiqiang, who killed fish in the vegetable market.

Before I could speak, the gray man sank his face in advance:

"Little ginger! You're too dark, aren't you? The two taels and three dollars we said were a total of 115 grams.

You also saw the mobile phone weighing just now.

I say that if you give me so much less, I can't say anything. ā€

As soon as he finished speaking, more rats suddenly gathered in the room.

In the blink of an eye, I was surrounded by it.

The rats all stood up and kept screaming at me, which annoyed me.

The security guard also retreated directly to the door and blocked the door.

The meaning is obvious, this is to hack me, and hit me upside down.

It's stressing me out......

If you have a bad mentality, you may collapse, or you will be bluffed by the gray master.

The master really had the foresight and knew the temperament of the gray master.

I'm not afraid of him, and I don't say slowly:

"Master Gray, don't engage in all these bells and whistles.

What about fooling me with a bad name?

Things are weighed by my master, do you have the ability to go to my master?

Whining in front of me, if you want it, don't give it to me! ā€

With that, I reached out and grabbed it.

When the gray master saw it, he hurriedly took it, and his face was still calm in the last second, and he said with a hippie smile:

"Ahh I didn't say earlier that it was your master who weighed it, but I weighed it again. ā€

After speaking, the gray master weighed again.

As a result, this time the accuracy was abnormal, there was no mistake at all, and the plastic bag was weighed out for two points and a few grams.

Seeing that the gray master was right, he smiled and said:

"Oops, oops, I just said I didn't put it flat. That's not right. ā€

"Approved?"

I rolled my eyes and asked again.

"It's accurate, your master Song's corpse weighs it, it must be accurate, accurate."

After speaking, he also yelled at the rats who were "squeaking" around me:

"What are you doing? Whatever you quarrel with the guests, go back to the hole. ā€

As soon as the gray master roared, the rats who surrounded me stopped screaming in an instant, and then quickly dispersed around.

Crawled into the surrounding crevices, sewers, rat holes, etc., and disappeared......