Chapter 12: The Strange Old Man in the Coffin Shop
I followed Zhang Lingchuan all the way and finally stopped at the door of a dilapidated house.
He opened the door and led me in, and I immediately smelled the smell of incense and candles.
Looking around, it's a small incense paper money shop.
I think that when Zhang Lingchuan didn't live on weekdays, he settled in this place.
The shop is not big, and there is only a small attic on the second floor to sleep in.
Zhang Lingchuan threw down a set of clothes from upstairs.
"You hurry up and take a shower and change your clothes, there is a smell of rotten fish on your body, which makes Lao Tzu's eggs hurt."
I grabbed my clothes and put them on the tip of my nose to smell them, they were indeed fishy and smelly, and I immediately took them and went to take a shower.
The first time I used the shower, because I didn't understand it, it sprayed me with water as soon as I turned it on.
I was taken aback at the time, and hurriedly turned my head to peek at Zhang Lingchuan, for fear that he would see my embarrassment.
However, Zhang Lingchuan just took a cigarette in his mouth, bent down and opened a secret door under the shop, and then stuffed the corpses inside.
"Boss, don't we have to bury Daoist Xuanqing? Why are you still stuffing people in the cellar? β
He kept moving in his hands, and without looking back, he said, "Take your bath, little kid don't be nosy." β
"I'm eighteen, not small!"
He ignored me, and after shoving the corpses inside, he jumped in with him.
Without telling me, I continued to go into the bathroom, studied for most of the day to figure out the shower thing, and then poured the pile of shower gel on his body as if he didn't need money.
Honestly, this corpse smell is really the smelliest thing I've ever smelled in my life.
He stinks indescribably, and when mixed with the scent of shower gel, a new type of stink is formed.
I couldn't resist retching in the bathroom while washing.
It's no wonder that people who deal with corpses all year round have a smell on their bodies.
The stench of the corpse is really hard to wash.
I almost punctured my skin in the bathroom, and I barely felt that my body was smellless.
When he changed his clothes and walked out, Zhang Lingchuan had already walked out of the cellar and was sitting crookedly on the sofa with his eyes half-closed.
"After washing for so long, I thought you had a shot in it."
I rolled my eyes and ignored his indecent words, thinking to myself, I can still joke, that means that he is in a somewhat relaxed mood now.
So I asked him where I slept tonight.
He raised his hand and pointed to the small attic upstairs: "You will sleep there in the future." β
"What about you?"
Zhang Lingchuan lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and slowly spit out the smoke ring: "Lao Tzu is a little wronged, and he lives with this pile of paper incense on the first floor." β
I wiped my hair and my hands were suddenly stunned, and the boss asked me to sleep where he was? That's not appropriate.
Seeing that I didn't move, he turned his head and glanced at me: "Then why don't you sleep with this pile of paper figures?" β
I turned my head to look at the pile of red-lipped and green-eyed paper figures beside Zhang Lingchuan, and found that the paper man's face turned around me and was staring at me.
I was so frightened that I hurriedly ran upstairs.
"Thank you boss, see you tomorrow!"
Zhang Lingchuan replied lazily: "See you tomorrow." β
The attic is not big, and it can fit a bed, but there are a lot of books on the bedside table.
I copied a copy and found that it was written "Luban Cheats".
When I opened it, it was written with the skills and know-how of some carpenters.
I watched, and I didn't know when I had fallen asleep.
When Zhang Lingchuan knocked on the door outside the attic the next day, I woke up and found that I had slept until noon.
"Hurry up and wash up, and I'll take you to an old man in a moment."
Geezer? I wiped my face with a towel in my hand and asked him what old man we were going to meet.
Zhang Lingchuan turned his head, and his eyes fell on my arm: "The grimace mask on your arm is a little bigger." β
"We're going to have to beg someone to find a way to stop your grimace."
"It's not far away anyway, it's diagonally across from us."
That's right.
I couldn't help but be suspicious.
A capable Dharma King like Zhang Lingchuan was helpless against the grimace mask on my arm.
The old man we are looking for has this ability?
Zhang Lingchuan chuckled: "Do you know where you are now?" β
I shook my head violently.
For the first time in my life, I went out of the village, and I didn't know what this place was.
Zhang Lingchuan said with a smile: "This street is called Funeral Street, and those who can open shops here are doing dead people's business." β
At that time, I was still ignorant, and I didn't understand what was so strange about this so-called dead man's business.
After a brief pause, he followed Zhang Lingchuan outside.
Zhang Lingchuan said: After all, this is asking people to do things.
As a courtesy, he asked me to go and buy a few packs of pastries, and then take them to honor the old man.
"Old man Wang, open the door, I'm Xiao Chuanzi." Zhang Lingchuan raised his voice and knocked on the door of a coffin shop.
I have carefully observed that most of the shops on the funeral street are open in the afternoon until the early hours of the morning.
At noon, a street was quiet, and I heard Zhang Lingchuan's loud voice.
"Bang-" With a sound, Old Man Wang opened the wooden door and scolded angrily.
"What are you shouting about in the morning, are you going to buy a coffin and rush to reincarnation!"
I was so frightened by his tough appearance that I hurriedly stepped back.
Old man Wang had a pipe in his mouth, looking like he was fifty or sixty.
There is a deep Sichuan character pattern on the forehead, and when he is angry, he is a little majestic.
Zhang Lingchuan smiled: "Uncle Wang, I really have something to ask you for help today." β
Only then did Old Man Wang see the pastry in my hand: "I just said, the iron rooster that never pulls out a hair, how can you kindly send me snacks today, it turns out that you are asking me." β
Zhang Lingchuan stabbed me with his elbow, and I immediately offered it with both hands.
"This is specially bought by the boss to honor your old man."
After hearing this, Old Man Wang reached out to take the pastry and let us in.
"Say, which of the two of you is going to buy the coffin of my old Wang's family in a short time?"
The corners of Zhang Lingchuan's mouth stiffened for a moment: "Lao Wang, it's time to change your stinky mouth." β
Old man Wang only lowered his head to open the pastry, ignoring Zhang Lingchuan's words.
Zhang Lingchuan had no choice but to find an opportunity by himself and asked him cautiously.
"Lao Wang, can you do me a favor in the friendship we have known for many years?"
Old man Wang made a movement in his hand, and looked at him fixedly.
Zhang Lingchuan pulled me to him, and then reached out, revealing the grimace mask on my arm.
Old Man Wang's face changed.
His pupils suddenly widened, and his body was still trembling slightly.
"This kid got this thingβ"
"Get out!" Old man Wang was furious and suddenly interrupted Zhang Lingchuan's words.
Zhang Lingchuan seemed to have expected Old Man Wang's reaction a long time ago, and only sighed: "I know you can't clear it, but I know that you can restrain it from getting bigger." β
As he spoke, Zhang Lingchuan took out a stack of red tickets from his pocket and smashed them on the table.
It looks like 10,000 dollars!
"Don't worry, I know the rules of the industry, this is not in vain."
Who knows, the more Zhang Lingchuan said, the more angry Old Man Wang became.
In the end, Old Man Wang was so angry that he blew his nose and glared, and even threw us out with pastries.
"Where do you come from, where do you go! Don't die in front of my store! β
I picked up the pastries that fell on the ground one by one in distress: "If you don't help, you won't help, why is your temper so explosive." β
Zhang Lingchuan lowered his head and cursed, and then sneered: "Okay, you old man Wang, you don't have to force me to be hard!" β