Feng Yin's part-time errand job has broadened the horizons of netizens.

[There are strange orders every year, and there are a lot of wind groaning. 】

[This is a physique that cannot be explained by science.] 】

[Isn't it really a script?] 】

[I testify no, because one of them is mine, hahahaha!] 】

Several netizens came forward to say.

Netizens asked more curiously: How did you remember to run errands to do this?

You must know that this night, Feng Yin sent the child, poured milk tea, and went to the cemetery to burn yellow paper, just because a netizen said that he dreamed of his grandfather.

When you think it's outrageous enough to go to the cemetery, Wind Yin gets an order to give it away.

The order remarks read: Send a cold person.

Feng Yin called to communicate in person, and after confirming that it was cold was what she thought, she happily agreed.

Her pleasure will not be rectified by the person who placed the order.

"When I said it's cold, do you mean going west and traveling west?"

"I know."

Feng Yin said very smoothly, and the next person asked for the second confirmation: "Are you sure you are not afraid?" ”

"Don't worry, I worked in a funeral home and carried corpses."

"Besides, if you pay 8,000 yuan, I can sew it for you even if it is broken."

Feng Yin successfully accepted this order.

In the middle of the night, at the time of the third watch, I pulled a cold old lady and went to the crematorium.

In the whole car, only the wind groaned itself.

Zhang Boer and Lin Yu really didn't have the courage to sit, but the trio drove behind them.

When Feng Yin successfully completed this order, Feng Yin, who has a magical physique, received an order in the crematorium.

Send ten urns of ashes.

That's right, the urn of ashes.

It was a tragic traffic accident that killed ten people.

Where do ordinary people dare to take orders? Ordinary drivers are unlucky, even if they are not afraid of the dead, but the ashes of the traffic accident death are really beating the drum up and down in their hearts.

Fortunately, the person who took the order was Feng Yin.

Feng Yin took matters into his own hands and carried the ten urns of ashes into the car and made a stipulation.

"Alright, I'll take you home."

With a "bump", Feng Yin closed the car door, got in the car and drove away.

According to the navigation, the wind groaned all the way.

In the middle of the night, it was foggy, and a door appeared in the fog.

The mobile phone that is broadcasting live is heading at the Chinese gate in the fog.

[Wind groaning, why don't we stop, I always feel that the door in front of me is gloomy. 】

[Send them home, this home is not the Hades Palace, right? ] 】

[Does the gate of the Hades Hall look like this? 】

In the live broadcast room, in the fog, the Chinese wind has eaves, and the gate-like city gate is open, and the red flashes in the middle, as if to say: Welcome to the Hades Palace.

Zhang Bo'er, who followed behind, didn't dare to open it, and muttered in his mouth: Diamond Sutra Prajnaparami....Amitabha Buddha .....One life is two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things......"

"What are you talking about?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Boer looked sideways at Li Sanyi: "The boss asked me to copy the Tao Te Ching, the Diamond Sutra, the Buddhist Sutra or something." ”

"Did you read it right?"

"Of course not! If only I could remember them, I'd be the boss, okay? ”

When Li Sanyi heard this, this statement was very reasonable.

As he spoke, the wind in front of him disappeared.

"Cars? What about the boss's car? ”

Zhang Boer gritted his teeth and opened with trembling.

"Toll booth -, I'm scared to death."

It turned out that the red light was flashing with three words: the toll booth with a broken light.

Netizens and Zhang Boer were frightened and accompanied Feng Yin to send ten urns to the place.

Delivered to their loved ones.