"Dad, you're finally back, help me."

Hearing the sound of the door unlocking, Tian Ge quickly got up to check. After seeing who was coming, he burst into tears.

"You still remember to come back?"

A man in a black suit pushed the door open and gave Brother Tian a fierce look.

He is the owner of Nansheng Funeral Home, Tian Ge’s father, Wu Jiangcheng.

"Dad, Changhong Funeral Company is following me. I was even framed by them when I was doing a live broadcast this evening! All the people followed by Changhong Funeral Company are dead!" Brother Tian said in panic.

"Get up first, you are useless."

Boss Wu walked straight to the sofa, sat down, crossed his legs calmly, and said slowly: "As long as you can work honestly in the funeral home in the future, I will help you solve the problem of Changhong Funeral."

"Okay, Dad, I'll listen to you."

"Let's go back to the bedroom."

After Brother Tian left, Boss Wu slowly lit a cigarette.

At this time, Boss Wu's personal assistant stepped forward and asked, "Boss, you are not really going to rely on Taoist Song and that shitty rights protection group to save Xiaotian's life, are you?"

"snort."

Boss Wu snorted coldly and narrowed his eyes, saying, "I still don't know what exactly is going on with Changhong Funeral, and I am willing to join the group just to find someone to take the blame."

"They are all doing funeral work. Every family must have some capable people."

"You dare to touch my son... tonight, go and give him a warning..."

"If Zhang Fan is sensible, give him some soup to drink in the future. Otherwise, he will end up in a mental hospital in his next life!"

"Yes, boss."

…

late at night.

South City First Hospital.

Gao Xiaochi sent the military advisor to the emergency room, paid 100,000 yuan for his medical expenses, and then left the hospital without looking back.

Just this afternoon, Brother Dao was arrested. The two men escaped by luck, but they had a conflict over the 100,000 cash in Brother Dao's trunk.

Originally, Gao Xiaochi planned to give the scores, but the dog-headed military advisor disagreed and insulted him instead, which led to this conflict.

After settling the military advisor, Gao Xiaochi, penniless, fled overnight.

The reason why he used all his money to pay for medical expenses was that he was afraid of exposing himself in advance. He hoped that after the young man woke up, he would return the money and leave.

…

The next morning, Zhang Fan got up early and planned to take a look at the funeral home, and then went to the lobby to hand in the materials.

However, when he arrived at the door of the store, the scene in front of him made him frown instantly.

There was a woman covered in scars lying at the door of the store, and Zhao Yong was calling the police.

When he got closer, he saw that this person was his recently hired employee, Li Xiaohui.

Zhang Fan stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know. It was like this when I arrived. The person is still alive. An ambulance has been called."

Zhao Yong shook his head. Coincidentally, the phone call was connected, so he turned around to explain the situation.

Zhang Fan turned his head and looked inside the store, his expression suddenly becoming somewhat gloomy.

The shelves collapsed, the goods were scattered all over the place, and even the glass on the counter was smashed into two cracks.

"What happened last night..."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was immediately furious.

Although Li Xiaohui has a house next door, in order to say goodbye to the past, he chooses to work in the store.

He didn't expect that the store would become like this overnight, and the most important thing was that his employees were beaten!

Judging from the scene, this must have been man-made.

"Boss Zhang, what happened?"

"Do you need help?"

"Forehead……"

At this time, a neighbor walked behind Zhang Fan. Seeing that Zhang Fan was slow to speak, the passerby took a photo, shook his head and left.

After a brief hesitation, Zhang Fan walked into the funeral home without saying a word, came to the counter and checked the store's surveillance.

Although the monitor was smashed, the memory stick was intact.

After connecting the conversion device, Zhang Fan frowned and checked last night's surveillance on his mobile phone.

However, after watching what happened last night, Zhang Fan froze in place.

In the surveillance video, a woman holding a stick was smashing things in the store.

This monitoring device cannot hear any sound, but it is not difficult to tell from her expression that she is a little crazy, as if she has taken the wrong medicine.

This person was Li Xiaohui, the employee who stayed at the funeral home last night.

What's even more bizarre is that after she smashed the funeral home, she not only didn't calm down, but became even more crazy.

She used the stick she had just used to hit the shelf to attack her own limbs.

She used glass shards to cut her skin.

She scratched her head and banged it against the wall.

After using up her last bit of strength, she crawled to the door with difficulty, opened the shop door, and lay down at the door.

The incident happened at four in the morning.

No second person appeared in the entire surveillance video, and no figure appeared at the door of the store.

All these injuries on her body... were caused by herself!

"hiss……"

After watching the video, Zhang Fan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

This matter... is really too weird...

After a long pause, Zhang Fan stood up and walked out of the store.

At this time, Wang Kai had already arrived at the scene and was checking Li Xiaohui's injuries.

"Master, there is something."

Wang Kai said this, while Zhao Yong said nothing.

Zhang Fan walked forward and frowned, "This matter is a bit strange... I just watched the surveillance video. She got all these injuries by herself. It seems like she was possessed by evil spirits..."

"Um……"

Wang Kai and the other person did not respond, but nodded at the same time, as if there was nothing weird about this.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel puzzled and asked, "Do you two know?"

"Someone is targeting our store."

Wang Kai stood up and did not respond directly. Instead, he said in a deep voice: "If she wasn't so lucky, she would probably become an idiot for the rest of her life."

"Who did it?"

"have no idea……"

Zhao Yong shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Boss, I actually know some Taoist techniques."

"But at the moment... I haven't found any traces from Li Xiaohui. This could be some kind of evil magic, and she is a ruthless person who doesn't care about her life."

"Why do you say that?" Zhang Fan asked.

Zhao Yong explained in brief words: "The murderer has never entered the store. He is in the dark, trying to break the things I left behind. It will shorten his lifespan, making it impossible for me to catch him. He has lost half his life. This person must be a crooked person, and he has considerable abilities."

"Compared to you?"

"No comparison."

“Woo woo…”

At this time, the ambulance arrived at the scene. Wang Kai worked with the medical staff to lift Li Xiaohui into the car. He turned around and said, "It's not a big deal. I'll go with you. You two go to the store to clean up and discuss it."

After the ambulance left, Zhang Fan and Zhao Yong returned to the store.

The two sat opposite each other, neither in the mood to clean up the mess.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Fan asked, "What kind of person would know such an evil method?"

Zhao Yong thought for a moment and said, "There were many in the past, but few have survived until now, especially the evil master like last night. In fact, this kind of evil way was extinct a long time ago. Those who still know how to do it have a special identity on the surface, such as paper-making craftsmen, corpse-driving craftsmen, Taoist priests, and other rare professions."

Zhang Fan frowned slightly and said, "How many people in Nancheng know sorcery?"

“Not sure.” Zhao Yong shook his head and said, “Wang Kai is one, but with his methods, I can’t tell at all, and Wang Kai won’t shorten his lifespan. As for the others, I don’t know.”

After saying that, Zhao Yong looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Have you offended anyone recently?"

"Irritating..."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan fell into deep thought.

The only thing that could make people unhappy about him is probably following him on Fighting Eagle.

Now... the following list is basically empty, and the remaining ones are... a suona apprentice and a live streamer...

Brother Tian?

The son of the boss of Nansheng Funeral Home?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan asked, "Could it be that they are from the same industry?"

"In the same industry...possibly." Zhao Yong responded, "Although our business is not yet booming, anyone with a discerning eye can see that we will receive more and more orders in the future."

"Um……"

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and asked in confusion, "That should be revenge. Yesterday, I followed the son of the boss of Nansheng Funeral Home. Is the store safe?"

"Absolutely safe." Zhao Yong said without hesitation: "I didn't consider the evil magic before, I will be on guard in the future."

“Why do you work here?”

Zhang Fan expressed his doubts again.

What happened this morning made him even more certain that Zhao Yong and Wang Kai were more than just capable people.

Even without watching the surveillance video, you can see what happened and what means were used.

These are definitely big boss-level existences, but considering that the two are in their thirties, they should not have these.

"Some things are inconvenient to talk about, and there is no need to ask."

Zhao Yong shook his head slightly, then stood up and cleaned up the mess on the ground.

"Fuck, acting mysterious again."

Zhang Fan complained speechlessly and didn't ask any more questions.

Instead, he went into the inner room and called Liu Jun, intending to learn more about Nansheng Funeral from him.

As for Zhao Yong and Wang Kai, although they deliberately concealed their backgrounds, they were impeccable at work.

Since there are extraordinary people in this world, the system should not treat me unfairly. After all, we can see the signs from my lifespan and immortality.

…

at the same time.

South City Funeral Rights Protection Group.

XX Funeral: "Master Song, did you do this? [Picture]"

"Oh my god, what's going on? Who smashed up Changhong Funeral Home?"

: "That's too cruel, well done!"

"Teach him a lesson, and see if he dares to be so arrogant again in the future!"

"That's not right. Isn't Taoist Song a Taoist priest? How did you solve it violently?"

"You know nothing, this is called a ghost carrying a Taoist priest!"

: "Applause, applause, well done, all the employees should give him a beating, let's see who dares to work for him in the future!"

: "You guys are really going too far. I'm leaving the group first."

“…”

After the news of Changhong Funeral Home being smashed leaked out, dozens of shop owners who were in the rights protection period were very excited.

At this time, Taoist Master Song, who advocates health preservation, was jogging in the morning.

The suona apprentice was lying on the bed, editing a message:

[You guessed it right. It was Master Song who did this, but he ran into some trouble. He has to pay 100,000 yuan for medical expenses, otherwise Master Song will be locked up.]

[No one dared to help, only Taoist Song had the courage. I think we should pay for it, otherwise no one will take care of Changhong in the future.]