Chapter 24 The Living God of Hell makes an appointment for your funeral. Are you afraid?

"Mysterious past?"

The Wang family was collectively stunned.

What is this? "Brother Tian, ​​what is the mysterious past? What does it refer to specifically?"

Fei En was also a little confused.

"If you want to be cool, I will have people wear black clothes and hold black umbrellas to see Mr. Wang Dalong off at the funeral. The specific number of people is up to you to decide."

Zhang Lingtian spoke to him.

"Here is the price list, please take a look."

Assistant Jiang Xiaohan took out several price lists from her black bag.

Feilong's parents gave one.

And Fei En also gave one.

One person’s farewell ticket costs 999 yuan.

Ten people see you off, 9999 yuan.

One hundred people saw him off, 99,999 yuan.

…

Thousands of people saw him off, 900,000 yuan.

"Note: The funeral shop provides the costumes and props. These are only the expenses required for the mysterious past. Other expenses will be paid separately."

"this……"

Everyone is looking at this price list.

Everyone was stunned.

This mysterious past has a price ranging from 999 yuan to 900,000 yuan! "Awesome! Are funeral homes so awesome now? So damn cool! It makes me want to have one myself!"

Fat En slapped his thigh.

Imagine a large group of people dressed in black show up on the day of a funeral.

Each of them will hold an umbrella to send you off.

What the hell would that be? That's pretty cool.

"Mr. Fei En, how about I make an appointment for you first? A prepayment of 100 yuan will be worth 1,000 yuan. But let me make it clear in advance that this is only the cost of the mysterious past. The portrait, the altar, the offerings, the black veil, the white flowers, the white cloth, the red cloth, the burning paper, the clay basin, the rooster, the white banner, the paper horse, the villa, the gold and silver vault, etc. are all paid for separately."

Any hint has precedent.

Previously, some customers did not read the red font at the bottom, which caused some misunderstandings.

So Zhang Lingtian specifically reminded him.

"No no no, Brother Tian, ​​I was just joking. I don't want to die so early."

Fei En heard that the Living King of Hell wanted to make an appointment for him.

Suddenly the fat on his face trembled.

He doesn't want to die yet.

And what would he do if his parents died? To be honest, since Feilong's accident, I saw my good brother's parents aged ten years overnight and their eyes were bloodshot. I was deeply moved.

In life, we are not just ourselves, we also have parents and relatives to care for.

As for money, you can earn it again if you lose it.

But once life is gone, all that is left is endless sorrow for the loved ones.

"Mr. Wang, are you going to choose a mysterious past? If you are not satisfied with this one, we have other projects, such as inviting a group of musicians to play suona, with two, four, or eight instruments."

After Zhang Lingtian finished speaking, the assistant took out the money for the suona.

Normally, when an ordinary person dies, two suonas are played at the funeral.

When someone of some fame dies, four suona instruments are played at the funeral.

When a person of high moral character and prestige dies, eight kinds of music are played at the funeral. A more advanced form of music is to play a song called "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" as well.

But that was the old rule.

Now, anything can be done as long as you have money.

"This... mysterious past, we don't need it, and we don't like it. After all, who would we show it to after we die? But we definitely need suonas, two of them."

Feilong's father held up two fingers.

Just be an ordinary person.

I can’t even afford four or eight machines.

After all, the price is too expensive.

That table has specifications ranging from one thousand to one million.

"Okay, this is the funeral service agreement for Ping An Funeral Shop."

The agreement has been signed.

The date was set.

Zhang Lingtian began to contact musicians.

And start customizing the funeral process.

What to do at what time is extremely strict and there cannot be any mistakes.

Feilong’s order is actually quite good.

Just a little fatter.

There was no damage to the body.

If it was someone like Brother Extreme Yang, he would have to contact a body restorer.

It will probably take at least ten days or half a month to complete.

After all, body restoration is a big project.

Especially the kind that falls from a high altitude.

It's like an egg hitting the ground.

Pah--

Those things splatter radioactivity.

It's really troublesome to find them one by one.

"It's signed. I'll trouble you, Boss Zhang, with the rest."

Feilong's family entrusted this matter to Zhang Lingtian because they had to go and report the death.

Although this matter was in the news.

But some procedures in my hometown still need to be followed.

"Thank you for the treat. I'm going to go do my own thing now."

If the other party goes to report the death, he will have to take care of the burial first.

The so-called minor burial is to cleanse and reshape the corpse, put it in shrouds, etc. The reason why it was difficult to do this across provinces before is that these tasks are done by specialized personnel.

If you travel across provinces and cannot contact someone, it is easy to miss important things.

"Brother Tian, ​​I have a 60-year-old mother, a wife I've never met, and an unborn child. I don't want to die so early! I beg you to be magnanimous and have mercy on me. I know I was wrong about what happened in the live broadcast room last night, and I shouldn't have done such a stupid thing!"

Fei En sent Zhang Lingtian and the others to the village entrance.

Halfway through, I saw this guy with a pleading look on his face.

After what really happened around him last night, he is now completely convinced that this person is the living devil!

Because both he and Feilong go for physical examinations regularly.

Apart from the three highs, there was basically no problem! As a result, the other party died suddenly.

He would never believe you if you said it wasn't because of yesterday's offense.

"puff--"

Jiang Xiaohan was trying to hold back her laughter when she saw Fei En looking like he was going to see the King of Hell.

In fact, it was all accidental.

But it is really hard for ordinary people to believe.

Even she didn't believe it before.

Finally, after the boss's patient explanation, she finally figured it out.

"Um... Do you believe me when I say that Feilong's incident was an accident?"

Zhang Lingtian was frowning.

"Accident? Yes, yes, yes! This is an accident! I hope nothing will happen to me that day!!"

When Fei En heard the word "accident", he was stunned for a moment.

I came to my senses the next second.

yes.

You are the God of Death. Do you want to hide your identity?

Accident!

This has to be an accident!

"It's not a big problem, but you need to be careful not to overeat, live a regular life, and stop filming these dangerous live broadcasts. It's better to film a weight loss live broadcast than to continue eating."

In fact, Zhang Lingtian didn’t know whether Fei En was okay or not.

Because he found that his system seemed to only be able to see the probability of danger in Douyin.

And it's not accurate.

For example, Fat Brother has two of these IDs.

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

At that time, it was said that there was a 20% probability of danger.

In the long run, the probability of danger occurring is 90%.

As a result, Feilong died that night.

It would be great if there was some detailed data on the mortality rates of Fei Long and Fei En.

The same goes for the beautiful sisters in the photos.

I just said 80%.

There is no specific number.

And these are limited to viewing online.

You can’t see it in reality.

But anyway.

Give the other person some hope and advise them not to overeat. It is always a good idea to control their weight.

"Brothers! I'm with Brother Tian today!"

It takes about fifteen minutes to walk from the dining area to the village entrance.

We have only been walking for about five minutes now.

When Fei En heard that he was fine, he immediately felt better.

Started live broadcast directly.

"Brother Tian? What the hell is this?!"

"Hiss, is Fei En crazy? Is he going to make an appointment with the King of Hell in advance?"

"You and Feilong are really good brothers. Tears in my eyes!!"

Live broadcast started.

Because of the popularity of Fei Long’s death, this account is particularly popular.

A lot of people squeezed in at once.

"Don't get excited, Brother Tian is here to host Fei Long's funeral. I was really touched by what Brother Tian said today. I want to make one announcement now. Since one of the two Fat Brothers is missing, I will no longer use this account from today on. I will give it to Fei Long's family for free, and all the proceeds will belong to them."

Fei En announced to the netizens in front of the camera at this time.

Feilong is the only son in the family.

My parents are getting old too.

They need a certain source of income.

The reason why he didn't want it was simple: he was still alive.

Just confirmed with the Living King of Hell.

"Um?"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingtian looked at Fei En with a little disbelief.

It was indeed a bit unexpected.

He actually voluntarily gave up ownership of the account.

An account with 800,000 followers is worth a lot.

"?"

"???"

“???”

"You want to give up your account?"

"Old En, are you going to quit the circle? Don't!"

The netizens were also collectively shocked.

Many people tried to keep him.

"No, Brother Tian just pointed out a way for me to survive, which is to do a live broadcast of losing weight. After Feilong's funeral is over, I will create a new account and start over."

"Brother Tian, ​​can you say a few words in the live broadcast room?"

After saying that, Fei En looked at Zhang Lingtian.

"You should have lost weight a long time ago. Work hard and try to lose weight as soon as possible."

Zhang Lingtian had no intention of speaking.

But Fei En's actions really touched him.

Then just say something.

"Thank you, Brother Tian. I also want to remind everyone to take good care of their bodies and not wait until death comes to regret. By then, there is often no medicine for regret."

Fei En was advising everyone in the live broadcast room.

On the other side, Zhang Lingtian and Jiang Xiaohan walked to the entrance of the village.

“Here it comes! Here it comes!!”

See Zhang Lingtian appear.

The door of a van was quickly opened.

"boss???"

Jiang Xiaohan looked at the people carrying cameras and holding microphones and was immediately filled with questions.

"Um??"

Fei En, who was broadcasting live, also noticed these people.

"Hello, are you Mr. Zhang from Ping An Funeral Shop? We are the staff of Chunbei Focus TV. My name is Xiaomei. I came here today mainly to interview you about the recent hot topic."

It turned out to be a reporter.

"Hello, we are very busy and cannot accept interviews for the time being."

I am still busy with the dead.

They don't have time to be interviewed.

"Mr. Zhang, we only need a little of your time. We want to know what you think about the people on the Internet calling you the living devil?"

"Do you really have magic?"

Xiaomei put the microphone in front of Zhang Lingtian.

"Do you think there is magic in this world?"

Seeing that the reporter was pestering him, Zhang Lingtian asked back.

"I didn't believe it at first, but since I met you, I've been shaken. After all, the people you care about have had accidents one after another."

Xiaomei answered.

This is the truth in her heart.

"As a media person, we should believe in science and oppose superstition. There is no such thing as a living devil or magic in this world. They are all accidents. Those people we paid attention to before all had some problems of their own."

Zhang Lingtian spread his hands.

"What do you say, Principal?"

Female reporter Xiaomei asked back.

"Principal? Isn't he fine?"

Zhang Lingtian was a little confused when he heard this.

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