Chapter 45: The Midyear Festival of the Funeral Parlor
When Director He said this, I naturally didn't dare to stay longer.
Even though he was hiding in the lounge, he could still hear the faint crying outside.
After crying for a while, it stopped.
I was young when my parents died, and I can't remember the grief anymore.
can see other people's lives and deaths, and I still can't help but feel sour in my heart.
Just when I was filled with emotion, my phone suddenly rang.
Seeing Ye Chenchen's name, he was inexplicably a little flustered.
After all, it is the first time to raise a family immortal, and it is inevitable that something will go wrong.
Don't dare to think about it, hurry up and connect.
"Chenchen, are you okay?"
"What can I do?" Ye Chenchen asked rhetorically, "I'm very good!" β
"What about Qin Mu'an?"
"Just left!" Ye Chenchen laughed, "I lit incense once in half an hour to summon him, and he seemed to be a little overwhelmed." β
"Ye Chenchen, don't think I don't know what the hell you're thinking! Qin Mu Anshuai is right, but he is not human at all, you two ......"
"Hey! I heard Qin Mu'an say that you ordered Ning Yi to be doped with croton incense last time, and he pulled it for a few days? β
Ye Chenchen interrupted me without warning, making me a little unable to react for a while.
"That's right!"
"You can make incense?" Ye Chenchen's tone was full of doubts, "Shen An'an, something is wrong with you now!" Not only did I learn how to make incense, but I could also distinguish my gender! It stands to reason that this is not something that you scumbag can accomplish! β
"And Tai Chi!" I muffled and said, "I learned it all by cramming!" β
"It's not! Why were you reborn after being entangled in Ningyi? Could this be the legendary harvesting of yin and replenishing yang? β
"What kind of mess is picking yin and supplementing yang?" At the mention of Ning Yi, I suddenly shuddered. "Oops!"
"What's wrong?"
"You didn't say I almost forgot! Next week, I will take the English 4 test! Ning Yi said, if I can't pass the exam, I'll die! β
"Ning Yi is not your father, why is it so lenient?"
"But I made a wish to him to pass the fourth level! And the means by which he helped me to make my wish come true was...... Let me work on my own! β
"Cut, what can I do with him?"
"Not really! Chenchen, I won't say anything, I'll go read a book! β
Without waiting for Ye Chenchen to speak, I hung up the call directly.
But as soon as I put the phone down, an inadvertent glance at the afterglow made me stunned on the spot for a moment.
How does the date on my phone show August 30, 2023?
That's not right!
Could it be that the funeral home has no network and time is not synchronized?
But the signal is clearly full!
Sensing that something was wrong, I looked around.
Eventually, the eye fell on a calendar on the wall.
It was an old-fashioned calendar, and it seemed a little out of place with the dΓ©cor of the room.
The front dozen were torn off, and the one displayed now turned out to be August 30, 2023, and below the 30, it was marked with the three small characters of 'Zhongyuan Festival'.
Midyear Festival?
The legendary Halloween!
Sensing that something was wrong, I quickly stuffed the tablet into my suitcase.
When he was about to sneak away, there was a knock on the door.
I scrambled to stuff my suitcase under the bed and opened the door after adjusting my mood a little.
"Curator He!"
Subconsciously screamed, and my eyes fell on the plate in Director He's hand and couldn't take it off anymore.
That's a lot of meat!
Smelling the fragrance, it looks super delicious!
"It's dinner for you in the back kitchen!" Curator He walked in by himself and laid them out one by one. "If you taste something that doesn't suit your taste, I'll ask the kitchen to pay attention next time."
"I'm eating alone?"
"Of course!" Curator He nodded, "The supper at night is barbecue with hot pot!" β
What else are you going to do?
With such food and treatment, I can do it for the rest of my life.
"Thank you, Director He, then I'll eat first?"
"Let's eat!"
Seeing Director He nodding, I quickly sat down and buried my head in hard work.
"We've sent off the guests of Group A!" Just as I was eating, Director He suddenly spoke. "You are only responsible for watching the guests of Group B!"
"Uh-huh!"
Because I had a mouthful full of rice, I vaguely agreed.
"Then I'll go first, and I'll see you tomorrow at six o'clock!"
"Okay, Curator He, go slowly!"
Wait a minute!
Am I forgetting something important?
Wrong!
What's more important than dry rice?
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When I was sure that Director He and the others were gone, I locked the door from the inside.
And, turn on all the lights.
But still, I was scared.
I want to light incense to summon Ning Yi, but I'm afraid that he will say that I will find him for any big.
Never mind!
I'll read a book!
I took out my English book and read it hard.
Reading and reading, it entered the situation.
Without the previous stumbles, I read the whole book smoothly.
Stretching, I picked up my phone.
The time is shown at 11:58 p.m., and the date is still stuck on September 30, 2023.
It's weird!
Why don't I go out and look for a signal?
But the older generation has a rule, that is, you can't walk at night during the Midyear Festival.
The Midyear Festival is commonly known as the Ghost Festival, the day when the ghost door is wide open, it is easy to run into unclean things when walking at night.
Thinking of this, I sat back in my chair.
Stare at your phone screen until the time becomes 0:00.
But when I thought the danger had been lifted, I was shocked to find that the date was still August 30, 2023!
How so?
Why does the funeral home's date always stay on the day of the Midyear Festival?
'Knock knock'
Just as he was trembling, there was a knock on the door behind him.
I was in a state of panic, then clutched my chest in panic.
"Who?"
"Deliver a late-night snack!"
Supper?
Coming so soon?
Adjusting my mood, I walked over and opened the door.
I saw a fat man wearing a chef's hat standing in the doorway, and in his hand was a huge barbecue on his plate.
"It's time for supper!" The man said expressionlessly, "Eat!" β
"Didn't you say that supper is hot pot with barbecue?"
"Would you like me to bring you some beers?"
"No, no, I just asked casually, this skewer is also very good!" Speaking of which, I quickly took the plate. "Master, you didn't get off work?"
"Who's going to make you a supper when I'm off work?"
"That's right!" I smiled a little embarrassed.
This curator He is really good!
Even if I'm a temporary worker, I have to introduce other staff to me, otherwise I won't have the embarrassing scene I just had.
The man glanced at me, turned and walked away.
As soon as I closed the door and picked up a pair of skewers to stuff into my mouth, my phone rang.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was an unfamiliar number, I didn't plan to answer it.
But that number kept calling, and I didn't even have the heart to eat.
"Why don't you answer the phone?" As soon as he was anxiously connected to the phone, a panting voice came from inside. "Open the door!"
"Open the door?" I was momentarily stunned, "Who are you!" β
"I'm a chef! I'm here for a supper! β
"You...... Are you a chef? β
And who was the one who brought me supper just now?
"Nonsense! Hurry up, open the door! β
"What are you sending?"
"Hot pot and skewers!" The other party said impatiently, "Hurry up!" I'll have to go back to sleep after sending it off! β
My head, buzzing.
The hairs on the back bloomed instantly.
I stiffened my neck and looked at the barbecue in my hand.
The originally bright and inviting meat on the skewers had somehow turned blue-gray, and it was covered with deep, shallow and faint scars.
The scar seems to be ...... Necropsy!
When the word 'corpse' popped into my mind, I shook off the skewers and screamed.
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