After leaving the dormitory, Zhao Feng ran three kilometers, changed another bus, and got on the 4 o'clock bus to South City on time.

…

The other side.

While Liu Jun was out, he turned into Changhong Funeral Home.

At this moment, he was showing Zhang Fan a photo:

"Brother Zhang Fan, do you still remember the tomb robber you followed on Douying last time?"

"Later, we followed the clues and arrested this gang of tomb robbers. There were more than 40 of them in total. Those with serious crimes were all sentenced. There were also a dozen with less serious crimes who were given suspended sentences..."

"Wait a moment." Zhang Fan interrupted:

"Brother Liu, please don't tell me that the outsourced members of the archaeological team are these people."

"Cough..." Liu Jun coughed dryly and said awkwardly:

“That’s true… I only found out about it later. However, the crimes of these people were relatively minor and they were not killed with one blow. After they were released from prison, they were made into outsourced team members.

Moreover, this is also what the archaeological team meant. After all... every profession has its own specialties... just consider it as making amends for your crimes."

"Good fellow." Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "It's hard for me to understand what is a minor plot and what is a major plot. What is the standard?"

"This is an official archaeological team. Don't they care about their dignity?"

"Harm." Liu Jun shook his head slightly and said, "No one is perfect. We should give them a chance to reform. These people have been detained for several days. The Da Nan Archaeological Team must have encountered difficulties. It is reasonable and justifiable."

"Okay, I don't understand the law, but going to the grave is risky, so it's appropriate to buy a funeral early."

Zhang Fan nodded, not interested in the matter.

It doesn’t matter whether you are tomb robbing or archaeology, you are not my customer.

At this time, Liu Jun said again: "By the way, Brother Zhang Fan, Zhao Dazhi, there is the latest news."

"He received a payment of 2 million at Tianlong Funeral Home at about 3 o'clock this afternoon."

"As far as I know, after Zhao Zhiguang's death, he received a total of 1.8 million yuan in compensation. In order to reduce his sentence, the funeral shop owners immediately raised the money."

"I think the remaining two hundred thousand is his coffin money."

"He spent so much money just to hold a funeral for his son? We think he is very suspicious..."

"It seems that I was right." Zhang Fan frowned and said, "Brother Liu, I think Zhao Dazhi is planning to kill innocent people. I think Tianlong Funeral is not a good guy either. You should report to Xiaoshan and see if you can ask the people from Xuanmen to help."

Zhang Fan's tone was very serious, but he was not sure whether his intervention as a third party could be counted as a system task.

"Okay, I'll do it now!"

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Liu Jun immediately got up and left the funeral home.

After Liu Jun left, Zhang Fan and others turned the topic to the Da Nan Archaeological Team.

"I told you, my little Hei never bites anyone randomly..." Zhao Yong murmured.

Zhang Fan looked at Zhao Yong and said, "Brother Yong, your cousin is always being fooled. If he gets involved with this bunch of villains, I'm afraid he will be tricked to death."

"The pit should not kill him." Wang Kai took over the conversation and shook his head and said: "Zhao Feng is a lucky kid, but he has a bad fate."

"Can you two make your words clear?" Zhang Fan glanced at them and said unhappily, "You always say half of the sentence. Why are you pretending to be mysterious?"

"Ah." Zhao Yong sighed:

"Boss, let me tell you the truth. My cousin Zhao Feng is supposed to be a rare Taoist genius. He is destined to attain Taoism."

"It's a pity that he has no chance to be with the Taoists in this life. When the underworld was in turmoil, a great terror escaped from the underworld and was sealed by my grandfather and Mr. Zhao. The carrier was Zhao Feng."

"Then, my grandfather and Mr. Zhao joined forces to suppress the 'Gate of Hell' and turned into a golden body... No one in this world can solve this situation."

"According to what my grandfather left behind, at the age of 24, Zhao Feng will disappear along with the seal in his body."

Having said this, Zhao Yong fell silent.

As for Zhang Fan, he was somewhat shocked.

This guy Zhao Feng...there is actually something terrifying inside his body?

The underworld is in turmoil, the gate of hell, what the hell is going on.

After all, I am a trainee undertaker, but I don’t have any news at all.

The King of Hell can't manage his own things and has wasted a good young man.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Fan said:

"24. How old is he now?"

Zhao Yong: “21.”

"Doesn't Taoism have a way to prolong life? Can't it be used?" Zhang Fan asked tentatively.

"No, if he lives one more day, the things in his body will be nourished for one more day, and then we won't be able to stop."

Zhao Yong shook his head slightly, looked at Wang Kai and said, "Old Wang does have a way to make Zhao Feng absorb the things in his body, but the result will not be perfect."

"I see... No wonder you guys are hiding from Xuanmen."

Zhang Fan nodded slightly and said regretfully: "Brother Zhao Feng, your life is indeed not very good..."

Wang Kai followed up by saying, "Live one day at a time. Maybe there will be a chance of recovery."

"Cousin, Boss Zhang, Brother Kai, I'm here!"

While the three of them were chatting, Zhao Feng ran in with a smile: "Cousin, actually my job is pretty good. After all, I have joined the archaeological team."

"By the way, cousin, what did you want to tell me?"

Zhao Yong replied: "It's nothing serious. Tomorrow is your mother's death anniversary. Come back to Zhaojia Village with me."

"oops!"

Zhao Feng slapped Naomeng fiercely and blamed himself, "I started counting a month in advance, day by day, and I almost forgot when I got to the end!"

“…”

Everyone chatted in the store for a while.

At exactly six o'clock, Zhang Fan took his employees out to find a restaurant.

…

At the dinner table, while eating, Zhang Fan looked at Zhao Feng and said silently:

View Lifespan

[Three years of remaining lifespan, special target, unable to check cause of death, unable to transplant lifespan, unable to complete funeral. Host can be treated as a passerby. ]

Nest grass?

When the system prompt sounded, Zhang Fan was obviously stunned.

This kid Zhao Feng is so special?

Almost crashed the system.

Is this the legendary great terror?

Just as Zhang Fan was stunned, Zhao Feng said to him, "By the way, Boss Zhang, our team leader said he is very familiar with you. Do you have any impression of him?"

"The outsourced team leader of the archaeological team? I have no impression of him..."

Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "But it's not a big problem. Ask him to come to our store to place an order, and we will be good friends in the future."

“I see…”

Meanwhile, on the Internet.

The topic of wealthy heirs continues to soar.

The number of impostors has expanded from a few hundred to several thousand, causing great headaches for the relevant departments.

Fortunately, when the temporary head of Qin Group proposed a paternity test, 95 percent of the people were persuaded to withdraw instantly.

For the remaining small part, you just have to go ahead with it.

There is a possibility of error in DNA identification, but if you are lucky, you will become completely rich.

Not to mention, there is still room for maneuver within the appraisal agencies.

However, compared to the heirs to the wealthy families, another wave of rhythm has taken off on the Douying platform at this time.

That’s right, it was the matter of Zhang Fan going to the Third Master to ask for a black magic.

The piece about 'Eight Characters' released by San Ye has been viewed over 10 million times.

The funeral army doesn’t care whether you are the Seventh Master or the Eighth Master. If you dare to confront the funeral brother head-on, you must charge at him.

Although Zhang Fan didn’t pay attention this time, as the popularity increased, netizens quickly found the original video and continued to make fun of it below:

[Arrangement? Who is arranging whom? ]

[Third Master, you have already found your way to death! ]

[Wow, Brother Sangzang is really tough, he just threw out the eight characters! ]

[What do you mean, when will San Ye perform the ritual? Can you start a live broadcast? ]

[Don’t reveal your horoscope casually? Wrong, don’t let the funeral brother see your video casually. ]

[That's not right, why didn't the funeral brother pay attention to it this time? There must be an explanation! ]

[No, why do you insist that the Third Master is no match for Brother Sangzang? ]

[Yes, they are all playing tricks, it is still unclear who is stronger and who is weaker! ]

[Are we fighting? It's been a while since I've seen someone dare to speak to Brother Funeral so loudly! ]

[I have a question, Brother Sangzang looks so young... is he already in his 40s? ]

[Oh? My birthday is the same as Funeral Brother's! ]

【……】

Netizens who were watching the incident expressed their own opinions, and the number of comments quickly exceeded 100,000, and marketing accounts also quickly entered the market.

"This man is so perverted that he actually begged others to cast a curse on him!"

"Is Brother Funeral under a spell? Is he the heir to a wealthy family? What is the connection between the two? Who is Brother Funeral's biological son? "

"The real age of the funeral brother is revealed, it turns out that he is the rich man rumored on the Internet!"

《Report! Brother Funeral is tired of living!》

"A blogger publicly implied the funeral brother and threatened to arrange it!"

…

Various modified videos continued to be released online, and the popularity of the matter began to soar.

However, netizens’ opinions on this matter are almost one-sided.

No one knows who the Third Master is, and no one cares who the Third Master is.

Netizens’ first reaction was that he was going to die, and their second reaction was that if he and Brother Funeral fought head-on, he might die miserably.

After all, the fact that Zhang Fan could openly reveal his horoscope showed his confidence.

With Zhang Fan taking the lead, the weird netizens did not hesitate to join the formation:

[XX year XX month XX day XX time, I beg for a black magic! ]

[XX year XX month XX day XX time, I beg for a black magic! ]

【XX year XX……】

In front of the mobile phone screen.

San Ye looked at the one-sided comments in the comment section and was so angry that he felt itchy.

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"

"Where did this rotten fish and shrimp come from? They simply don't know how high the heaven is and how deep the earth is!"

"If you dare to make random comments in my comment section, I would have sent you away one by one ten years ago!"

The Third Master was furious, and Qi Tianlong, who was sitting next to him drinking tea, was so scared that he trembled. "Third Master, what's wrong?"

"What else can I do?" San Ye glared and said, "Changhong Funeral Company and its fans have been making a lot of nonsense in my comment section, arranging more than a hundred ways for me to die!"

Qi Tianlong whispered, "Third Master, calm down first. After we finish Zhao Dazhi's business tomorrow, we can free up our hands to deal with Changhong Funeral... You see..."

"fart!"

The Third Master slammed the table and shouted angrily, "Don't I have any dignity?"

"Prepare something for me right now. I'm going to make the boss of Changhong Funeral Service disappear tonight!"

"This...Okay, okay, I'll do it right away!"

Qi Tianlong didn't dare to say anything, just nodded repeatedly, and then ran out to help the Third Master prepare things.

After playing with Master San for several years, although he hasn't learned how to descend, he still knows what props to use.