Changhong Funeral Home.

After seeing off Xu Lao and Liu Jun and his disciples.

Zhang Fan and others had a detailed discussion on the No. 208 Mental Hospital.

Through the discussion, the identity of patient 208 became more mysterious in everyone's mind.

And Zhang Fan also felt it again.

The progress of the task needs to be accelerated.

It is said that the terminal of the last bus of Route 13, which is the chemical plant, has many wandering ghosts and bodies. I must take my employees to check it out tonight.

As for the arrangement of the four aces and two kings, Zhang Fan kept a king bomb for himself and gave a pair of aces to Wang and Zhao respectively, which was considered very generous.

During this process, Zhao Yong, who had never met his fellow patients in Room 208, asked more than once to go out and see the world.

But Zhang Fan’s system had not been upgraded yet, so he agreed to go again after a few days.

After a while of chatting, Zhang Fan returned to the office and started watching short videos.

…

Twelve o'clock.

Northern Myanmar.

After a morning of surgery, Manager Wang had successfully removed eight kidneys.

When the news reached the elephant owner, he didn't believe it at first.

But it was not until he saw it with his own eyes that the boss of Elephant Entertainment was completely convinced.

However, in his eyes, Manager Huang and the other two were not superhumans with automatic healing abilities, but... inexhaustible ATMs.

Although the people below have contacted several foreign research institutes and are ready to sell these three automatic healing bodies at a high price.

But he is a businessman after all, and before leaving the factory, he must conduct multiple violent tests on the "product".

You can't sell people fake goods, right?

Now they say it will heal itself automatically, but after the person passed away, he broke his kidneys and died. Doesn't that damage their credibility?

So, under the personal supervision of the Elephant boss, Manager Huang and two other people began wave after wave of surgical tests.

Kidney removal, cornea donation, unlimited blood draw...

Various life-threatening operations were carried out one after another, leaving no chance for the three people to rest.

Manager Huang and the other two collapsed.

The elephant boss made a lot of money.

With a wave of his hand, he immediately decided to let go of all the people in Manager Huang's group.

After all, with these three people around, the benefits created far exceed those of a team of people alone.

The elephant boss is a very particular person. He doesn't charge a penny and will release the elephants as soon as he is told to.

At this time, the three live broadcast teams had already boarded the bus to the airport.

"Brother Wang, this time it's all thanks to you!"

"Yeah, if it weren't for Brother Wang, we wouldn't know when we could go back!"

"I was so scared just now, I thought I entered the Ga Yaozi base!"

"By the way, where are Manager Huang and the others?"

"I don't know. I heard that he won some gift and will be returning home next week. Never mind. Let's go back first and talk about it later."

A young man said meaningfully: "Fortunately, Brother Funeral didn't pay attention to us. We just joined in the fun. Otherwise, I would have won a gift. But I have suffered a lot in the past two days."

As the planner of this return plan, Brother Wang was once again praised.

But to be honest, although he contacted a shady big brother, he still sent the person back in the end.

The bus to the airport slowly drove out of the park.

In an operating room behind them, the "head transplant" surgery for Manager Huang and other two people was being hastily prepared and was about to begin.

…

at the same time.

In a remote village in Nancheng.

A young man dressed in black, looking very mysterious.

Pale face and gasping for breath.

He finally got up from the ground, but his limbs couldn't support him and he collapsed to the ground again.

Consuming too many calories.

Brother Resurrection...I can’t take it anymore!

…

Changhong Funeral Home.

It’s almost time for dinner.

As a master of time management, Zhang Fan ordered some takeout.

I calculated the time and found that if I watched videos for another thirty minutes, it would be just time for dinner.

After a series of blocking and reporting complaints, Zhang Fan's Fighting Eagle push finally returned to normal.

As for the Northern Myanmar Elephant Group that he is concerned about, what kind of business it has, he is not very concerned about it now.

Zhang Fan now just wants to see more strange stories, see where there are ghosts and so on, and complete the system tasks as soon as possible.

“What a talent.”

After watching a hilarious joke, Zhang Fan scrolled down and saw a video in which a netizen was calling out to him.

The title of the video directly attracted Zhang Fan's attention.

[Sangzang brother, help me, there hasn’t been a banquet in the village for 20 years! ]

When Zhang Fan saw this title, he subconsciously clicked pause, feeling very confused.

Judging from the angle of the video, this should be a village.

Help... I didn’t have the feast... What does this mean?

Are there still people who can’t get enough food these days?

If you don't have enough food to eat, you shouldn't come to me. I work in funerals, not run a restaurant.

Can’t your fans even have food to eat?

If it really doesn't work... just give your support. Since he became popular, he hasn't given any benefits to his fans.

Thinking of this, the image of the self-service hot pot flashed through Zhang Fan’s mind.

With the thought of "I will never allow my fans to go hungry", Zhang Fan continued to watch.

But the actual content of the video surprised Zhang Fan!

"Brother Sangsang, help me! We haven't had a feast in the village for 20 years. I beg you to come and see me!"

"It's been twenty years, Brother Funeral. It's been twenty years, not a single elderly person in the village has passed away, and I haven't had a chance to eat at a banquet once!"

"Ever since I can remember, there has never been any banquet in the village, whether it's a full-month banquet, a wedding banquet, or a relocation banquet. I have never attended any of them!"

"I went to town to hang out with my classmates yesterday, and when we were chatting I heard that after someone dies, they still have to hold a funeral and eat a funeral feast!"

"It's been twenty years. I've lived for twenty years, and I've never eaten at a funeral. I don't even know what it looks like!"

"The key is that in this kind of occasion, no one ever posts it online because of etiquette issues."

"What a shame! I've lived this long and I've never even seen what a funeral banquet looks like. I don't even know whether to eat the cold dishes or the hot dishes first!"

"Our village is famous for its longevity, and everyone is living longer than the other. It's so hard for me to have a feast with them!"

"Brother Sangzang, please have mercy on me and follow me so that I can have a taste of what it's like to eat at a banquet!"

"I beg you!"

At the end of the video, the young man kowtowed to Zhang Fan twice.

After watching this video, Zhang Fan felt his head buzzing and he was stunned.

Brother, aren’t you being... too filial?

So this is what you meant by "not being able to have a seat at the table"?

My goodness, no one has died in the village in twenty years. Isn’t that a good thing?

Just because you can't have a meal, you want to kill someone?

Your idea...is not only dangerous, but also very immoral!

There's something wrong with your brain. Don't say you're my fan when you go out!

When Zhang Fan thought of the young man's sincere eyes just now, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

This shouldn't be the case. I'm already this old, and I still have such thoughts?

After posting this kind of video, didn’t he get beaten to death in the street by the villagers?

Are people so desperate just to have a meal?

But it seems that I can’t even eat my own meal…

There's no need, brother. There's really no need. At most I can treat you guys to a meal. Don't do this.

That’s not right… You can’t get a seat at the table, and you’re asking me for help?

Who do you take me for?

Give me an extra bed in ward 208!

"Hiss... Could it be that this longevity village... has another story?"