Chapter 10 The Amorous Ghost
"Come on, let's carry it over together."
Tao Tao said to him.
"Tie this on."
Then he handed him a white coarse cloth square towel.
Butler Lin glanced at her hesitantly, his hand trembling slightly as he took the handkerchief.
The two men struggled to lift the body, one in front and one behind. Butler Lin lifted the body by his feet, not even glancing ahead, holding his breath, his face flushed red.
After carrying the body over, Butler Lin immediately retreated three meters away, almost to the gate.
Tao Tao didn't pay any attention and started taking off the clothes off the corpse.
The ulcers on his body were even more severe. His white mid-lane was mostly stained with blood, sticking to the flesh and blood of the wounds. When it was torn off, the skin and flesh were pulled along with it.
She forcefully turned the body over, ripped off its dirty clothes, and then its underwear.
Suddenly, her eyes narrowed as she looked at the ulcers and horrifying little bits of flesh on her stomach, and slowly pulled down her underwear.
His genitals were covered with tiny, cauliflower-like growths, more than the ulcers on his body.
Tao Tao suddenly laughed and turned to ask him, "What kind of quack doctor did you find? This isn't smallpox, it's a sexually transmitted disease."
It's ridiculous that a high-ranking official, the Vice Minister of Works, died of a sexually transmitted disease.
He frequented brothels without fear of being discovered; the face and reputation he didn't lose in life, he still lost after death. So what's meant to happen will happen.
Butler Lin was taken aback and looked up at her with a puzzled expression.
"What's the meaning?"
He stepped forward, his gaze falling on the gruesome corpse. His eyes then moved downwards and fell upon the man's disgusting expression. His eyes widened instantly, and his stomach churned violently.
He bent over and pretended to vomit.
"Yue! Yue..."
"Wait, wait... go outside, go outside, don't stay here."
Tao Tao quickly stopped him and told him to go outside and vomit.
The taste here is good enough.
There was a commotion outside the door, accompanied by sobs that rose and fell, and it was impossible to tell what they were saying.
At this moment, the First Madam Qiu Zhaolan was in the Buddhist hall of the mansion, kneeling on a prayer mat with her eyes closed, holding prayer beads in one hand and striking a wooden fish with the other.
They looked very devout; it was unclear whether they were praying or seeing someone off.
Just then, footsteps sounded behind them, and a boy of about ten years old, dressed in fine clothes, ran over, followed by a maid with an anxious expression.
"Young master! Young master, you can't go in."
When the First Madam is worshipping Buddha, she hates being disturbed. If the First Madam were to blame her, she would definitely be in deep trouble.
Seeing her face grow paler and paler, she hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his hand.
"Mother! Mother, where is Father? I want to see Father."
Chen Huan struggled fiercely, but the maid behind him wouldn't let him go.
The ten-year-old child was already quite strong; the maid could barely hold him down by herself.
Suddenly, Qiu Zhaolan slowly opened her eyes, her face calm, and turned to look at her stepson.
Years ago, she had a miscarriage due to lack of experience, which made her unable to conceive again. This child was adopted by Aunt Liu, who died of illness.
It's been seven years now.
Although the Chen family had many children, his mother, Qiu Zhaolan, was extremely favored.
She waved to him.
"Huan'er, come here."
Seeing this, the maid quickly let go, freeing Chen Huan, who then ran over.
Qiu Zhaolan looked up at him, a gentle smile playing on her lips, instantly softening her cold and hard expression.
"Huan'er, Father has been very busy these past few days, and he's also been ill and needs to rest. Let's not disturb him, okay?"
"But...but I haven't seen him in so long, and he doesn't come to see me. Does Father not like me anymore?"
"How could that be? Mother said that Father is sick, but he will come to see you when he gets better."
Chen Huan's dejected face immediately brightened.
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
"Then Mother, please tell Father that he needs to get better soon."
Chen Huan held her hand, showing great dependence on her.
"good."
Qiu Zhaolan affectionately patted his head.
Suddenly, her expression became thoughtful, her eyes darkened, and the smile on her lips took on a different meaning.
Butler Lin clutched his stomach, wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve, and a sharp glint appeared in his eyes.
This scandal must not be allowed to get out.
"Young lady, I have a favor to ask of you."
"Wait, let's talk outside."
She got up and walked out, with Butler Lin following behind her.
There was someone standing in the center of the courtyard, so the two of them went to the corridor.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Tao Tao. I run a funeral shop called 'Life's Big Events' on Chengnan Street. I only do my job; other things are none of my business."
"To cleanse the deceased's body, comb their hair, trim their nails, restore their appearance, prepare food and clothing, set up a mourning hall, raise white banners, arrange paper and paper wreaths, wail, place the coffin in the coffin and bury them, and so on..."
"But that doesn't include divination for a house, which involves looking at the feng shui and calculating the date of burial. I don't do that; that's the job of feng shui masters and Taoist priests."
“We handle the entire process, this is a one-stop funeral service. The original price was 998 taels of silver, but now, it’s not 998, it’s not 888, it’s only 188 taels of silver.”
"I know you probably think the price is too low and doesn't suit your status as a Vice Minister of the Ministry of Works, but it's alright. If you ever know of any other shops that need your services, remember to come to my shop on Chengnan Street for important matters."
"I can give you a cashback."
After saying her last sentence, Tao Tao winked at him playfully.
It's true that the poor family was a declining noble family, but they weren't shameless and despicable. Given such behavior, it's only natural that the First Madam wanted to keep it a secret.
Butler Lin stared at her blankly, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"No, wait, you're talking too fast, I'm a little confused."
"So, the total cost is 188 taels of silver, right?"
"What? You think it's too expensive?"
Hearing his questioning tone, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared.
"Hey, Mr. Tao, you've misunderstood. This price is excellent, but where are we going to find a feng shui master?"
"You can't do it together anymore?"
He needs to find another feng shui master. Where can he find one? Which ones are reliable? What if he finds some charlatan?
"Sure, then I'll go find the person."
"98 taels of silver, is that alright with you? If so, I'll pay half of the wages after we finish this."
He didn't speak, as if he was pondering something.
Tao Tao wasn't in a hurry. "I'll go in first." She turned around and went back to the room, took off one glove, picked up the tray with the light pink official robe and black gauze hat on the table, and returned to the soft couch.
A moment later, he walked in, his gaze falling on the naked, festering, bluish-gray corpse lying on the soft couch, and he immediately felt that the price was not expensive.
It's a good deal, anyway, he can't find anyone who can face these calm and collected people. Not to mention women, even men saw those cowards just now.
"What kind of paper offerings do you want? Would you like us to make a few more beauties for your master so he can be comfortable down there?"
A beauty? That's an insult. Their master died of a sexually transmitted disease, becoming a philandering ghost.
Lin Guanjia smiled awkwardly.
They clearly understood the implied meaning.
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