Chapter 21: Improve your relationship with your elder brother and erase your name from the book of life and death

"Hey, drive this one and follow me!"

Sicong threw a key away.

It was a 718 worth one million.

"Principal, where are we going tonight?"

Take the key.

A pretty girl asked.

"I'm a little hungry after so much talking tonight. Let's go find something to eat."

The expression on Secong's face looked like he had eaten shit.

"boom--"

Get in the car, the space gray sports car is roaring.

It was a new Ferrari sports car worth five million, and it could accelerate from 0 to 100 km/h in just three seconds!

The push-back feeling is very strong.

He just stepped on the accelerator and rushed out with a roar.

"boom--"

The other two girls started 718.

It must be said that a sports car is a sports car, and the strong sense of pushing back makes them feel very satisfied! "Brother Cong, deep-rooted superstitious exhortations are completely ineffective, just ignore them."

The female assistant was sitting in the passenger seat. She had just started arguing with some viewers in the live broadcast room.

In the end, Sicong was so angry that he laughed.

"I now find that some people's brains are really unreasonable. They actually believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world. A person who is involved in funerals has magic spells and will die if he is noticed. Don't you think this is ridiculous?"

The scenes from the live broadcast are still fresh in his mind.

They said that this Zhang Lingtian was very weird, and that if he paid attention to someone, he would die. They told him to be careful and not to run around! "This is not uncommon. There was a news report before about a man pretending to be Taibai Jinxing and defrauding a female believer. He had sex with her thirty times in front of her husband in one month, and he also cheated the woman out of 140,000 yuan. So there are all kinds of weird things in this world."

In addition, she also remembered a news report that a peasant woman in a village in the southwest had been ill for many years due to poor health, and her family actually invited a local wizard to perform an exorcism on her.

According to villagers, the woman was being steamed by the firewood in the wooden barrel. She screamed and cried, saying she wanted to get out, but the wizard said that the crying came from the ghost in her body and that the ghost would be driven away if she held on for a while longer.

As a result, he was burned to death.

And that qigong master back then, who knows how many powerful and famous people he deceived.

I have to say that there are too many charlatans in this world.

"So our country still has a long way to go in breaking down feudal superstitions. From the examples they cited, anyone with a discerning eye would know that they were accidents!"

Sicong is speechless and has no idea what's going on in these people's brains.

"Anyone can register on Douyin. There are a lot of people on the platform who believe in witchcraft, divination and fortune-telling. Some even believe that Hou Yi shooting down the sun and Nu Wa mending the sky really happened. So isn't it normal that they believe that Ping An Funeral Shop has evil magic and is the assistant of the King of Hell, and that the advertising slogan is a death warrant?"

The female assistant was very patient in comforting Sicong.

"So I've learned a lot from these people tonight. They all seem to have never read a book. The funniest thing is their name, Zhang Lingtian. If you are followed, you can only live for zero days. So I am followed today, right? How come nothing happened to me?"

Sicong felt like he was going to die of laughter.

"Indeed, there is a so-called prophet who said that according to the time law of the Living King of Hell, something bad will happen to you within forty minutes. It has been more than thirty minutes since that person spoke. It's not the same as before."

The female assistant also found it ridiculous.

"So these people are stupid and ridiculous."

Sicong sneered.

Those people before had conducted dangerous live broadcasts.

What could happen to him.

"beep--"

Suddenly at this moment, a dazzling light shone on them!

There is also an extremely shrill horn sound.

"ah--"

The female assistant was screaming wildly.

Because she saw a mud tanker truck that ran a red light and was heading towards them.

“What the hell!!!”

Sicong also saw the other party!

Dodging like crazy!

The mud tanker also noticed the car and dodged it instantly.

But it was too late.

"Bang--"

There was a loud crash first, and then the front of the Ferrari was quickly shattered.

"ah--"

However, this was not the end, as the mud tanker driver swerved the steering wheel.

The car flipped over!

And pressed towards the direction of Sicong’s car!

"ah--"

The two girls driving a 718 behind were screaming like crazy!

Their principal is going to die!!! On the other side, people in Ferrari were also screaming.

"It's over—"

Under the pressure of the heavy car body, Si Cong felt a chill in his heart.

Mud tanker.

If this thing were to press down on them, they would be like a sandwich!

"boom--"

The mud tanker overturned and hit the sports car heavily.

“Help!!!”

The two girls coming down from bus 718 were screaming crazily.

But there is basically no one on this road.

So there's no point in shouting your lungs out.

“Bang—”

Suddenly, the Ferrari's door was pushed open.

Secong's legs were shaking a little.

The entire front of the car was smashed to pieces.

The back seat of the car was crushed.

Just a little bit more.

The driver and co-pilot's cabin became a sandwich.

And at this moment, I was very lucky to escape.

“Huff, huff, huff—”

The female assistant sat in the passenger seat.

The surrounding air curtains protected him and he wasn't hurt.

But his eyes were lifeless and his chest was heaving up and down.

No one knows what she is thinking.

The ambulance arrived soon.

"Brother Cong, I think some things are better to believe than not to believe."

The female assistant and Sicong got into the ambulance.

Lying on the stretcher, the female assistant looked serious.

After all, there is no such coincidence.

Something really happened in forty minutes!

"What do you mean by 'it's better to believe it than not to believe it'? Just because he came into my live broadcast room and gave me a follow, and something happened to me within forty minutes, does that mean he has magic?!"

Sicong had just recovered from a car accident.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

I studied philosophy in college and am a staunch atheist.

These are just coincidences!

It’s impossible to overturn his three views!

Send to hospital.

A check.

Apart from a minor bump on the female assistant, he was fine.

"well."

The female assistant sighed.

"Okay, you take a good rest here. I'll let Xue'er accompany you. Let's go out for a midnight snack first."

After checking that everything was fine, Sicong didn't want to explain any more.

He immediately took another female friend out for a midnight snack and also made appointments with two friends.

The other side.

Chunjiang City.

“Beep, beep, beep—”

Zhang Lingtian's phone rang.

He just got home now.

On the computer screen is a map of Chunbei City.

"Hello, this is the funeral consultation hotline of Ping An Funeral Shop. Do you want to book funeral services?"

Seeing that it was a call from Chunbei City, Zhang Lingtian picked up the phone.

"Tian, ​​Brother Tian, ​​I'm Xiao En..."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a bit heavy, but it inexplicably revealed a hint of timidity and fear.

"Xiao En? Who is it?"

Zhang Lingtian felt that the voice was familiar.

"There are two fat guys doing food broadcasts tonight, and I'm the Fatty En!"

Fei En said on the other end of the phone.

Now his good brother's affairs are basically taken over by his family.

So he took some time off.

"Oh, it's Fei En. Do you want to book funeral services in advance? There's a 40% discount for group bookings!"

Zhang Lingtian offered the most affordable price since the establishment of Ping An Funeral Shop.

"Brother Tian, ​​please don't, please don't, I don't want to die so early, I have decided to refuse overeating from today on!"

Seeing his partner fall.

Fei En was completely panicked.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have called this living devil.

When he thought about how he was still using the other party to hype up traffic and even mocking the other party today, his scalp started to tingle unconsciously.

The road of life is obviously very long, but he insists on taking a shortcut!

"So what did you want to talk to me about? You didn't want to tell me this specifically, did you?"

Zhang Lingtian frowned and asked.

"Of course not. Brother Tian, ​​aren't you in charge of funeral affairs? We are discussing whether to let you handle Feilong's funeral affairs. Do you have the time? Of course, money is not a problem!!"

Fei En plans to invite Zhang Lingtian to hold the funeral.

By the way, communicate more to enhance the relationship.

Try to cross out your name from Brother Tian’s book of life and death.

"A funeral?"

Zhang Lingtian's eyes lit up when he heard this.

It just so happened that he accepted the task assigned by the system.

I was thinking of calling him tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, they called me themselves.

"Yes, yes, it's a funeral. Money is not a problem."

Fei En emphasized it again.

"Okay then, I'll go over there tomorrow and we'll talk in detail then."

Zhang Lingtian nodded.

Since money is not a problem, then naturally there is no problem for him either.

Especially a place as close as Chunbei City.

"Okay, okay, then we'll welcome Brother Tian tomorrow."

Fei En heard that Zhang Lingtian agreed.

Suddenly his face was filled with excitement.

He hung up the phone quickly.

Zhang Lingtian also arranged tomorrow's tasks in the work group.

He went to Chunbei City with Xiaohan.

The store was handed over to Su Wei and Li Tiantian.

"good!"

"No problem, boss!!"

"Boss, my sister added you, please agree!"

The work group responded very positively.

Of course, there is also some improper information mixed in.

Although Zhang Lingtian is single.

But it's not as bad as Su Wei's sister who just turned 18 and has legs 1.17 meters long.

And so, he went to wash up.

After all, I have to go to Chunbei City tomorrow.

"Damn it! I almost died tonight!!"

Roadside barbecue stall.

Sicong called a man, two women and one of his own, a total of five people were having supper.

"Yeah, it really scared me!"

Zi Han still feels scared when she thinks about it.

"Brother Cong, you will be blessed after surviving a disaster. Come, let's have a drink!"

The man's name is Xiaolong and he is a local.

So Sicong asked the other party out.

The snacks on this street are also very delicious.

"Come on! Let's have a drink together!"

Tearing onions asked everyone to raise their glasses.

"Bang--"

All the glasses clinked.

Everyone drank it all in one gulp.

"There's really no decent driver of this kind of truck at night. Some run red lights and some speed. Damn, they really think they are the best in the world just because they bought comprehensive insurance, right? I almost ran into one last time!"

Had a drink.

Xiaolong said angrily.

"Right! It's obviously the truck driver's fault, you know, but they attribute this to superstition. What the hell is superstition got to do with it!"

After drinking some wine, I felt very uncomfortable even when I was tearing onions.

It was clearly the truck driver's fault.

Why did it come to Zhang Lingtian again?

"Right! It's none of superstition! If Zhang Lingtian is really as evil as the rumors say, are you still okay now, Cong brother?"

Xiaolong slapped the table! He spoke up for Cong Ge! "Hey! Just eat your meal, why are you slapping the table?!"

A man with a scar on the next table gave me a ferocious look.

"No, what's your business if I eat and take pictures?"

Xiaolong, a local, directly retorted.

"Damn it, you deserve a beating, don't you?"

There he slammed the table.

A menacing attitude.

"Come on! Grass!"

Both of them were a little drunk, but Xiaolong was not someone who could be frightened.

"Fuck you! Fuck!"

Just pick up the bottle next door!

"Come on! I'm afraid you're a piece of shit!"

Xiaolong also raised the bottle! "Hey——"

Sicong was just about to stop the fight.

"Bang--"

The next second, the person at the opposite table thought Sicong was going to attack, so he threw a beer bottle at his head! !

“Beep, beep—”

Ten minutes later, an ambulance arrived at the scene.

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At 02:04 in the morning, I finally changed the plot to be somewhat satisfactory. At the same time, I also added nearly 1,500 words. If you have read it, you can take a look at it again~, and also ask for votes~

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