When the two of them walked away, the group of people on the road lay on the ground one by one, crying bitterly. I have never been so aggrieved in my life, not to mention the failure of bullying people, and I was still treated as a monkey. They dragged their tired and painful bodies and found a nearby food stall, where they ate and drank, shouting and screaming. The leader had lost all his teeth, and he couldn't eat, so he could only drink and howl at the same time.

After eating and drinking, they went out into the street, singing sad songs, and swaying like mourning dogs. They walked further and further away, and it didn't take long for them to reach the very edge of the suburbs. A white cart drove near and far in front of them.

The car door opened, and two young men with fine skin and tender flesh jumped out, wearing stained white coats. One of them has a big face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and speaks with an echo. "I was going to kill a few, and when I ran into more than thirty of you drunks, today is a bumper harvest!"

The leader slurred and said, "Who are you, do you think we can be bullied casually?

The big-faced plate sneered, and his body was like a ghost, shuttling between everyone, plopping and plopping, and everywhere he passed, the people on the road didn't hum, and fell on the road.

The big-faced plate and his other accomplice threw all thirty or so people into the car like chickens in one hand. They got in the car, drove away, made a few turns, and headed straight for the crematorium.

Li Sheng went back to the room and slept solidly, then pulled it clean again, washed his face and combed his hair.

Today there is no one who no one goes, the doors of the crematorium are open, and no one in the crematorium comes out to work. Li Sheng looked inside through the Tianyan Portal, a flat cement floor, and a few pits were vacated with a few large poplar trees. In the distance, an atmospheric crematorium, a row of low tiled houses, a boiler room, and a row, adjacent to the concrete floor. Pieces of unwashed shrouds were hung on ropes between the poles in front of the tiled houses, swaying in the wind.

There were no dead bodies in the crematorium, only a pile of ashes covered with an oilcloth. Two staff members sat on the ashes of the crematorium, their eyes closed, and they were cultivating. One of them has a large face plate, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. A faint trace of essence floated out of the ashes and submerged into the bodies of the two. One of the rows of tiled houses was an account room, and a staff member was lying there, looking around, looking bored.

When Li Sheng came to nine o'clock, he took Zhou Feng to the crematorium. Because he saw several cars pulling the deceased and his relatives from a distance towards the crematorium. More than 700 meters, for them, it was very casual, and they came to the outside of the crematorium in about ten minutes. At this time, the cars also happened to arrive.

The deceased was an old man, in his nineties. There are about 30 relatives. Li Sheng didn't want to attract their attention, so he walked straight forward, and then blended into the crowd while his relatives got out of the car. No one doubted it, and no one cared about it. Who would have thought that there would be any bad intentions to sneak into the funeral procession.

The two men in the morgue finished their practice, opened their eyes, pushed open the door of the crematorium, and walked briskly towards the deceased.

A relative of the deceased went to the account office to pay the money, and the accountant did not seem interested in selling the urns, so he did not say anything, but pointed at the thirty-odd urns in the back row.

The man chose a medium urn, paid the money, took the note and came out. At this time, the two men from the crematorium had already carried the body into the crematorium. Boom! The door to the crematorium closes, cutting off the world inside

"Urn 15!

It seems that no one is repaying the debt, and he is not afraid of burning it and not giving money. Li Shengtian stared straight at the crematorium, only to see that after the two people carried the corpses in, they did not put them in the crematorium. Instead, it was thrown into a corner. The man with the big face complained again. "I'm too old! I don't have much energy! Let's get alive!"

After nearly half an hour, the two stood up, scooped out a few spoonfuls with an iron spoon from the ashes on the side, put them in an urn, sprinkled them with water, and put them in the microwave oven on the side for three minutes.

Ding! The time is up! The two men took the urn and walked out of the crematorium.

"It's still hot! don't burn it!" the big-faced plate carefully instructed.

"I didn't see the big chimney smoking, why did it burn out?" asked one of the deceased's family members.

"This is the international advanced technology, we don't need to smoke when burning people, and we don't need to light the stove! Save resources and protect the environment. You smell the ashes, and they don't smell of smoke. It's a good time for you guys, so don't complain. The big-faced plate said casually.

The relatives of the deceased cried a few times while holding the urn and were about to leave.

Did the people be deceived like this? Li Sheng shuddered all over, and when he spoke again, it became an old man's voice. "You can't go, my body is still inside!

The relatives of the deceased were shocked and asked, "Who are you!?"

"I am me, your father, your uncle! It's your master!" Li Sheng glanced around, feeling that someone with these three titles could definitely sit in the right seat. "My body is still in the crematorium, I don't believe you come with me!" he said and walked inside.

The rest of the people did not know what was going on, and they followed suit. Some people pull out their phones and want to take pictures.

"Whoever dares to shoot me will go to whoever I will go to at night!" Li Sheng threatened.

The big-faced plate glared at him and shouted. "What are you going to do? aren't the ashes here?" he said as he came over to push Li Sheng.

When Li Sheng walked around, he pretended to be careless and slapped the man on the shoulder, but in fact he exerted fifty or sixty percent of his strength. With a thud, the man's shoulder was a blur of flesh and blood, and he flew sideways, smashing a brick wall on one side and falling to the ground.

The big-faced plate pressed his hand to the ground, and then stabilized his body, turned his head, and looked at Li Sheng viciously, as if he wanted to eat people.

"I've become a ghost now, and I'm much stronger! Li Sheng didn't forget to praise himself a few words,

Another cremator stood at the door of the crematorium, his brow furrowed. Today's situation was beyond his expectations, and Li Sheng's strength was also very strong. If you want to beat in a group, you may not have a chance of winning, if you don't beat in a group, the family of the deceased knows that the deceased has no spark, and it makes a noise and spreads, and the crematorium has to close. People from the relevant departments have to come and see again. Suddenly, he had an idea, and his steps were like lightning, and he pushed open the door of the crematorium and ran in.

There were still twenty or thirty meters away from the crematorium, Li Sheng took the group of juniors behind him, and walked forward quickly, and at the same time, through the Tianyan Tong, he stared at the man, but wanted to see what he could do. I saw the man run to the body of the deceased, and suddenly his mouth grew up the size of a door. Even his throat was stretched to a person's thickness, and the big mouth was black and hollow, and the stomach could be vaguely seen curled up in the lower part. The man picked up the dead body and stuffed it into his mouth!

"Your father!" Li Sheng shouted in annoyance, and then ran into the crematorium like a ray of light. But no matter how fast he was, it was impossible to catch up, and with the hard work of that man's hands, the whole corpse reached his stomach, and the other person was suddenly bigger.