In our long-standing and historically rich land of China, many professions have their own rules and taboos. This is especially true for ancient and mysterious crafts.
For instance, when engag...
Because the corpse driver had just saved him, and considering the man's previous kindness to Zhao Youliang, Manager Sun thought for a moment and then told him about the strange things at the paper shop.
Of course, Manager Sun himself only knew a limited amount of information, and there were other reasons why he couldn't say more, so he only gave a general overview.
Even so, the old man who drove the corpses was greatly shocked.
After a long while, the old man who drove the corpses finally let out a long breath.
"No wonder, no wonder this shop was built in a location with a fierce White Tiger, no wonder it needs a young talent like Boss Zhao to personally guard it!"
Well, after Manager Sun's explanation, the corpse driver's misunderstanding of Zhao Youliang only deepened.
Instead of realizing that he was just an ordinary young man and a victim, they became even more convinced that Zhao Youliang was a master.
However, if one is not a highly skilled person, living in such a strange place would probably have resulted in death or transformation into a malevolent spirit long ago.
How could I be as lively and healthy as I am now...
Thinking of Zhao Youliang's good health, the old man who drove the corpses then noticed the scars all over Zhao Youliang's face.
"Mr. Zhao, what happened to your face?"
"Did you have a fight with your girlfriend?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang instinctively started to talk nonsense: "Brother, if I said I was scratched by a hooligan, would you believe me?"
The old man who drove the corpse was taken aback when he heard this, and then realized that Zhao Youliang was joking with him.
As a well-traveled and knowledgeable corpse-driver, the old man naturally had no aversion to meat or fish.
"Mr. Zhao is really funny. Why don't you say that you got scratched by a widow because you were flirting with her?"
These words were overheard by Yingchun's wife, who was delivering dinner, and the fiery-tempered young widow immediately flew into a rage.
"Are you out of your mind, you outsider? Why are you gossiping behind people's backs!"
"What's wrong with a widow? What did she do to you?!"
"If it weren't for your age, I'd scratch your face all over right now!"
Not satisfied with cursing the corpse driver, Yingchun's sister-in-law then launched into a veiled attack on Zhao Youliang.
“Quantum, I’m not trying to be mean, but even though we’re in business, we shouldn’t bring just anyone home.”
"Take this old man for example, he doesn't look like a good person at all!"
The old man who drove the corpse was stunned by Yingchun's scolding, while the coffin shopkeeper, Mr. Sun, laughed heartily.
At the same time, the old woman who had just come out of the kitchen was also laughing.
The old man smiled kindly and spoke to Sister Yingchun.
“Sister-in-law, you’ve misunderstood. This old brother was just joking with Quantum. He wasn’t talking about you.”
Yingchun's sister-in-law clearly respected Granny Wenmi very much, and was a little embarrassed upon hearing this.
Even so, he didn't look directly at the old man who drove the corpses, but instead spoke to Granny Wenmi.
“Oh, Grandma and Uncle Liu are here too. Why didn’t you say so earlier?”
"I'll go back and grill some more meat skewers and have someone bring over some wine. You guys enjoy your food and drinks."
"I'm too busy at the shop right now, so I can't keep you company."
After the pretty widow finished speaking, she swayed her slender waist and plump hips, then turned and headed towards her barbecue restaurant.
At the same time, he didn't forget to remind Zhao Youliang: "Quantum, did you go to get the rabies vaccine that I told you to?"
"You can't drink alcohol after the fight. Don't underestimate your health!"
It's hardest to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman, especially one who is already a mature and stunning beauty.
Zhao Youliang quickly nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I understand, eldest sister..."
The situation has now gotten to the point where even the old man who drives the corpses is confused.
Only after Sister Yingchun had completely walked away did they dare to ask in a low voice.
"Mr. Zhao, is the injury on your face really from a dog scratch?"
"Even someone as skilled as you was injured like this; this dog has really grown in strength..."
"To become something of great use" is a common saying that means something has been cultivated over many years and can then become spiritually powerful and mischievous.
"What kind of trouble has he become? Quantum is under a curse." Granny Wenmi said with a smile.
"But Yingchun is right. Even if someone is under a curse, it's best to get vaccinated."
"It's not just the rabies vaccine, but also the tetanus vaccine."
“We didn’t know this before, but now that I think about it, many people who were under a curse might actually have died from rabies or tetanus.”
Zhao Youliang was in a state of confusion for a while after hearing this: Could this be the legendary keeping up with the times?
Should I really get a couple of shots as a precaution...?
Just as Zhao Youliang was lost in thought, Manager Sun asked the old man who drove the corpses.
"Sorry, old brother, you've been so busy taking care of us since you arrived that I haven't even asked you if you need anything."
"Tell me, if it's anything you can help me with, I'll definitely do my best!"
Upon hearing this, the old man who drove the corpses showed a hint of dejection on his face, but he quickly composed himself.
"Nothing serious, just came to renew the lease."
As he spoke, the old man pulled out a thick wad of hundred-yuan bills from his clothes and handed them to Zhao Youliang.
"Mr. Zhao, as we agreed before, my guest will be charged 1,000 yuan for staying at your place for an extra day, so here is 10,000 yuan."
"If...if I don't come to pick up the guests in five days, please find a place to bury them."
"Consider the extra five thousand as funeral expenses. Thank you for your help!"
Given Zhao Youliang's personality, he wouldn't normally accept money from the old man who drove the corpses.
But the other person's words contained so much information that he was too busy asking questions in return.
"What?! What?! Buried?!"
"Brother, what exactly did you leave here with me?!"
Seeing Zhao Youliang's confused and fearful appearance, and the clear foolishness in his eyes, Granny Wenmi couldn't help but chuckle.
"What else could it be?"
Didn't they tell you you were a "God of Happiness" on your first day?
"The God of Happiness is just a corpse, you silly boy!"
"Holy crap, zombies?!" Zhao Youliang was completely dumbfounded, and his worldview, which he had painstakingly built up over the past twenty years, was completely overturned.
Seeing his expression, the old man who drove the corpse thought he was just clowning around, so he shook his head with a wry smile.
"Alright, I'm leaving now that I've finished my business."
"If I manage to escape death this time, I will definitely come back and reunite with the three of you!"
Upon hearing these last words, Manager Sun quickly grabbed the other person.
"Hey buddy, wait a minute, what did you mean just now?"
"Explain yourself quickly, otherwise I won't feel at ease!"
"You just helped me remove the corpse poison and saved my life!"
Seeing the sincerity in Manager Sun's eyes, the old man who drove the corpses pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Since that's the case, I won't hide it anymore... To be honest, I came here with a selfish motive, hoping to ask Boss Zhao for help."
"I was just too embarrassed to speak up earlier... Have you three heard of the Seven Tragic Stones?"
The book subtly suggests that when discussing the Seven Tragic Stones, one must begin with a form of punishment that appeared in the history of our divine land.
This form of torture is called dismemberment by waist cut...