Chapter 74: It’s so terrifying, now the fight is not even concealed!

"Since this is a misunderstanding, let's just take it."

Zhang Lingtian originally thought that the order had failed and the system task could not be completed.

After all, the family believed that he was the one who killed this cool guy Chunjiang.

Now that it has been found out that it was a misunderstanding and the culprit was the now-defunct fortune-teller, Zhang Lingtian no longer cares about it.

After all, there are rewards for completing system tasks, and he also wants to apply his skills in the real world as soon as possible.

Besides, no funeral shop would refuse customers.

"Okay, okay, I'll leave this matter to you, Ping An Funeral Shop!"

When Jin Dacheng heard that Zhang Lingtian agreed, he immediately looked relieved, and Wei Fengmei felt relieved.

"Mr. Jin, would you like to choose some special funeral services for your funeral? We provide them all here."

As soon as Zhang Lingtian finished speaking, his assistant Xiaohan picked up the funeral service brochure of the funeral shop from the other side.

"Of course, of course we need it! For example, repairing the remains."

Jin Dacheng was very sure.

After all, his son is now charred black.

Once the repair is done, the other party can leave with dignity.

"Hello, Mr. Jin. Of course we can restore the body. In addition, our funeral shop also provides the mysterious past of the deceased. You can take a look."

Jiang Xiaohan placed two brochures in front of Jin Dacheng and his wife.

"Mysterious past?"

Jin Dacheng and his wife were a little confused when they heard this. What the hell was this? "This..."

When they saw the contents of the brochure, their eyes froze.

There is such a service?

"Mr. Jin, if you want Xiao Ku to die in a dignified manner and with a mysterious past, I will have people wearing black clothes and holding black umbrellas to see him off in front of the tombstone at the funeral. The specific number of people will be decided by you."

Zhang Lingtian took the opportunity to introduce.

It's written on the price list.

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 mysterious past..."

Looking at the price list, Jin Dacheng and his wife were stunned.

This mysterious past has ranged from 999 yuan to 900,000 yuan! Are funeral homes now so up-to-date? However, his son's account has received many messages from fans, asking when the funeral will be held and saying that they will attend to see his son off.

He wanted to give the other party a mysterious past.

Make the funeral more stylish.

"Of course, if you don't need these, we can also invite celebrity bands. For example, if Xiao Ku had any favorite bands or celebrities when he was alive, we can also try to invite them to come and see him off."

Seeing that the two elders were a little hesitant, Jiang Xiaohan continued to introduce other businesses.

A funeral home is responsible for the final journey of good people. As long as the money is in place, they can fulfill any request, no matter how extravagant it is.

"Mr. Zhang, Assistant Jiang, we want this mysterious past, so please arrange a hundred people for us when the time comes. The child does have some favorite bands, so it would be best if you could invite them to sing at the funeral."

Every funeral held in Chunjiang includes a segment of mourning singing.

If I could invite my son's favorite star band to sing at the funeral, it would allow my child to pass away with his favorite funeral music, and it would be perfect.

"Sure, then which celebrity band does Cool Guy like?"

Jiang Xiaohan asked.

And he took out a small notebook to write it down.

"Let me think, there's a poster of his band in my son's room. I think the band's name is Four...Four Hands..."

Jin Dacheng was trying hard to recall.

"Is it the Four-Handed Rose?"

Jiang Xiaohan was a little curious and said the name that came to his mind.

"Yes, yes, it's the Four-Handed Rose!!"

Jin Dacheng nodded affirmatively, as if his blocked memory had finally come through.

The poster called Four-Handed Rose is on the headboard of my son's bed.

"Four-handed rose!"

Li Tiantian and Su Wei were surprised when they heard this.

"What's wrong? Can't you invite him?"

Jin Dacheng was a little confused when he saw the two employees' surprised expressions.

After all, he didn't really understand these things, but there was a poster of this band in his son's room, and it was obvious that he liked it very much.

"Mr. Jin, of course you can get it. This four-hand rose is very popular in our industry."

Zhang Lingtian smiled slightly. He wondered who was being invited, but it turned out to be Four-Handed Rose.

They are experts in funeral singing and have contact information in the industry. As long as the price is reasonable, people will come.

I guess Li Tiantian and the others were surprised that a fisherman would like Four-Handed Rose.

Indeed, there is a rumor in the industry that unless one is sick, no one would like Four-Handed Rose.

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

When Jin Dacheng heard that he could be invited, he nodded immediately.

His son liked something, so he wanted to do his best to help him realize his dream on his last journey.

They are natives of Chunjiang.

I also have two apartments in the city.

There is still some savings at home.

Especially my youngest son is quite promising and has earned a lot of money.

The money in his current account alone is enough to give him a lavish funeral.

"Then Mr. Jin, let's sign the contract first."

As soon as Zhang Lingtian finished speaking, his assistant Jiang Xiaohan immediately brought over the contract, in duplicate.

"We are relieved now that the contract is signed. The next thing will be left to Mr. Zhang to take care of the funeral."

After signing the contract and paying the deposit, the old couple left Ping An Funeral Shop.

There was an expression on his face as if something big had happened.

"call--"

After leaving Ping'an Funeral Shop, Wei Fengmei felt relieved.

She really felt very uncomfortable during this half hour.

It's incredible, that Sanpo is really gone! !

It was so horrifying! In all her life, this was the first time she had seen someone spurt blood!

"Fortunately, the King of Hell didn't blame us, otherwise our family would have been doomed!!"

Finally, the page has been turned, and the funeral has been left to the King of Hell. I believe that my child won’t have to wait in line at the gates of hell.

Speaking of which, the King of Hell is really magnanimous.

Don't bother with them.

"How would I know that this was the Third Wife tricking me!"

Fortunately, the other party died, otherwise she would have to scold him.

Almost dragged her to be buried with her!

"Forget it, it's a pity that our child didn't seize the opportunity given by the King of Hell and went to the underworld so early. With the King of Hell paving the way for him, I hope he will be well in the next life."

Since the incident has passed, Jin Dacheng didn't want to care about it anymore and could only sigh and say.

He never blamed the King of Hell. Instead, he felt sorry for his own children who did not seize the opportunity given by the King of Hell.

He had carefully read the message from the King of Hell to his son. It was obvious that the King of Hell knew something and reminded their child not to go fishing within three days otherwise something might happen.

But his son thought that the King of Hell was playing a joke on him.

I even sent a message to the King of Hell at night asking him if he wanted to go to a new fishing spot.

After the other party knew about it, I immediately replied to ask the other party not to go, and even added WeChat to try to save the relationship.

However, he was unaware that his son had left his phone at home.

What’s even more kind is that the other party even called me after adding me on WeChat and finding no response. Unfortunately, my son’s cell phone was still at home at that time, so I missed the opportunity again and again.

I don't know what's going on in my head. I actually listened to other people's slander and misunderstood the King of Hell! To put it simply.

Even if you, a witch, can really summon souls, the King of Hell is here. How capable are you to bypass the King of Hell and summon souls? Not to mention saying something slanderous about the King of Hell.

"Alas, my queer."

When talking about her son Wei Fengmei couldn't help wiping away tears. Her youngest son has been very well behaved since he was young.

No one knows why he became addicted to fishing, but he died young.

This resulted in them having to bury their loved ones before them.

Peaceful funeral shop.

"Tiantian, you and Su Wei go check on the body, and then complete the repair work as quickly as possible. Xiaohan, you will be responsible for arranging the funeral personnel and quoting the items, and then send them to Jin Dacheng and the others."

Funerals are top priority, so Zhang Lingtian must allocate the tasks well.

Among them, the body restoration work is the most troublesome.

We must seize the time.

Especially since the funeral date has now been set.

"Understood! Leave it to me!"

Li Tiantian nodded.

There is commission for body restoration, so she is very motivated now.

Soon the two rushed to the funeral home, and Jin Xiaoku's body had been sent there.

As for Jiang Xiaohan, he sent a part-time job information of 100 yuan a day with food and accommodation to several university part-time job groups, and then called Four Hands Rose.

"Okay, okay, Assistant Jiang, no problem. We can't call back souls, but we are good at funerals! Say hello to Boss Zhang for us."

The Four Hands Rose lead singer answered with a full mouth on the other end of the phone.

After all, we have to give some face to the living King of Hell, otherwise if he pays attention to them they will go to the underworld to sing.

"Well, okay, thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Xiaohan didn't expect everything to go so smoothly.

The other party didn't even discuss the price and just said they would pay whatever amount was fine.

This abruptly blocked her from the bargaining scenario that she had rehearsed countless times in her mind.

However, I guess not many people can afford to hire this soul-calling artist, after all, he is now a popular young singer.

Jiang Xiaohan hung up the phone and walked towards the office.

In the office, Zhang Lingtian sat in front of the computer.

Looking at some scripts.

I signed the contract yesterday and will do a live broadcast today.

Then I will briefly recommend the products that have been popular recently.

"Boss, it's OK."

Jiang Xiaohan came in and reported.

"Okay, then go to the live studio and prepare."

After the company expanded, it had a dedicated live broadcast room.

Zhang Lingtian’s live broadcast is in this special live broadcast room.

"good."

The assistant's movements were also very efficient.

I immediately went to the live broadcast room to prepare.

[Ping An Funeral Shop Live Broadcast Reservation…]

The account of Ping An Funeral Shop.

More than three million followers suddenly received a message.

That means this living devil is going to start a live broadcast.

"Brothers, the Living King of Hell is live streaming!"

"He started live streaming to sell goods right after he finished seducing the souls. This living devil is really busy."

"I was really shocked when I watched that video. Are the battles in the mortal world so open now?"

"The witch VS the King of Hell. The witch is completely defeated. Now she has to work in the underworld."

Various group chats.

Everyone was spreading the news that the show "Living King of Hell" was about to start airing.

At the same time, we also chat about today's hot events.

[5. The fortune-teller met the King of Hell on the spot]

Fifth on Weibo’s hot search list.

The video of the witch piercing the intestines and spurting blood has become a big hit on the Internet.

"She probably never dreamed that she wanted to defraud 5,000 yuan, but she would have thought that the person on the other side was a real devil!"

"This is great. My family runs a funeral supplies business. I don't have to worry about middlemen making a profit from the price difference. I can use my own products with confidence."

"This kind of deception should have died long ago. What I hate most is the sand pen that breaks up other people's marriages! cnmd!!"

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

Below this hot search.

Many netizens commented.

Almost all of it is teasing.

There was even a hot-tempered guy who started cursing directly.

After all, people don't have much good feelings towards this kind of deceptive fortune teller! The most important thing is that the other party has a dark history of breaking up other people's marriages.

This is even more annoying.

There is a saying that goes, "It is better to tear down ten temples than to ruin a marriage."

Soon it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Hello, everyone."

Ping An Funeral Shop live broadcast started.

Zhang Lingtian greeted everyone.

"sja6: Hello, Lord Yama!"

"sah1: Lord Yama finally stopped pretending this time!?"

"QAQ Son of Wind: Today's fight was so exciting. Thank you, Lord Yanwang, for punishing the evildoers! /doghead"

"The second dimension owes me a girlfriend: This fortune teller is such a wimp, she didn't even predict that she would die? /狗头"

"I am like the wind: It's on air again, so this time it's to promote products?"

Zhang Lingtian is on air.

Many netizens immediately gathered to watch.

Barrages of comments were sent out one after another.

"Yes, today's broadcast is mainly to introduce some of the products that our funeral shop has recently selected, and everyone can take pictures if they feel the need."

Zhang Lingtian said very sincerely in front of the camera.

Don't worry about the quality at all.

Everything they select for funeral shops are carefully selected products.

"Sah: Will offering tribute to the King of Hell bring good luck?"

"OS: Lord Yama, if I buy more, can you please tell me how much life I have left?!"

"The second dimension owes me a girlfriend: I want to ask, if I buy clothes, can I avoid being affected by the curse of the King of Hell?"

"I am like the wind: Such an awesome anchor, other funeral shops just wait for business to come to them, but you found the business yourself! Place an order! Place an order! Place orders like crazy and pray for blessings!"

"I want to marry a wife: Brother, I want to buy one too. Can you tell me how long I can live if I get 007 blessings every day?"

The barrage is very lively.

Friends in the live broadcast room were talking to each other.

But I don't know how.

The style of painting suddenly started to go a little off.

"Um... As for longevity, first of all, I have to state that I don't have the ability to do so."

Zhang Lingtian can play badly in other situations.

He even said that he was the King of Hell.

Because I'm too lazy to explain.

But if you use the gimmick of being the King of Hell to attract people to buy things when promoting products, then you are just cheating people out of their hard-earned money.

"OS: Boss, you are the King of Hell, can't you see the life span? I think if we add a window to see the life span, it will definitely be crowded with people placing orders!"

"Single: Indeed, this is much easier to make money than selling goods."

"The Civil Affairs Bureau owes me a wife: maybe it's a secret that can't be revealed."

"I am like the wind: Do you think it is possible that this legendary King of Hell does not have this ability?"

"Craftsman: Brother upstairs, you forgot to add the dog head!!"

Zhang Lingtian finished speaking.

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room soared again.

[Ding! The Chosen One scan is in progress, the number of account followers is 3210102. ]

However, it was at this time.

A voice came from Zhang Lingtian’s mind.

It turned out to be the Chosen One scan.

By the way, this Chosen One can be scanned once a day.

I don't know what this scan will reveal.

Could it be another targeted customer? This system is really amazing.

One dies almost every day.

He now even has some doubts as to whether this system is the reincarnation of the King of Hell.

[The Chosen One has been scanned and automatically followed. Do you want to view the information? 】

Suddenly, a thin young man's head appeared in front of Zhang Lingtian.

I am like the wind? ? Zhang Lingtian had a puzzled look in his eyes when he saw this ID.

Because this account looks familiar.

Isn’t this the fan who just posted a barrage in his own live broadcast room without adding a dog head?

[Scanning object: ID I am like the wind. ]

[Danger signal: 88% chance of death within three days]

[Danger Location: Death by car.]

【Customer attributes: high-risk customer. 】

【System prompt: The host has paid attention. 】

After checking the information.

Zhang Lingtian saw the opponent's dangerous position.

"os: Shit!!"

"The Civil Affairs Bureau owes me a wife: Good fellow, brother, you are being watched by the God of Hell. I told you to add a dog head, look at you! @我如疾风"

"Craftsman: This is miserable. The King of Hell has noticed you. Please leave your last words now, brother."

Many people are keeping an eye on Zhang Lingtian’s account.

And the other party’s homepage only follows those few people.

Now suddenly one more person was added, and the netizens quickly discovered it.

However, when they saw that it was the brother who had made the previous comment without adding a dog head, they all tagged him!

"I am like the wind: What the hell???"

However, I, like the wind, was completely confused.

Then open your homepage.

I found that I had indeed added a new fan.

This fan turned out to be the King of Hell! But he never believed in ghosts and ghosts, he just came in to join in the fun.

I even feel that this living devil is a little narrow-minded.

He just said something sarcastic and the other party paid attention to him.

He is not one of those stupid anchors.

Where will you be deceived?

If the other party hires someone to kill him, that's impossible.

He went back and filled the room with cameras.

Even my car is equipped with cameras.

Then post it online to completely expose the other party.

"Is this brother of mine named Ru Ji Feng still here?"

Zhang Lingtian asked.

I feel like this system is really possessed by the King of Hell.

Plan to harvest one every day.

But this is better, with only an 88% chance of danger.

The survival value is still very high.

"I am like the wind: I am here, Lord Yama, do you have any instructions?"

The netizen who calls me Ru Jifeng replied directly.

"Can you tell me in private what you do? Are you a driver or something?"

The first person Zhang Lingtian thought of was the truck driver.

Because driving a large truck is really tiring.

Accidents can happen at any time if you are not careful.

So this is more consistent with death by car.

Of course there are many more besides these.

Car accidents are also considered car-related deaths, but to be honest, this scope is too broad.

"???"

Jiang Xiaohan, who was standing aside, was a little confused.

It’s not what we agreed to introduce the manufacturer’s goods.

Why did my boss mention this netizen who called me Ru Ji Feng?

But she didn't dare to disturb him.

After all, the boss must have his reasons for doing this.

"I am like the wind: No need to chat privately, I can tell you that in ancient times, I would be an emperor dressed like this!"

The netizen who is as fast as the wind answered quickly.

"emperor??"

Zhang Lingtian was full of confusion when he heard this.

"Wearing a yellow robe? A delivery guy from a certain group?"

“Pfft, I was just thinking about what profession was emperor in ancient times, and your words just broke my defense!”

"In ancient times, the one who could wear a yellow robe must be an emperor. Suddenly I realize that my job, which is exposed to the wind and rain, has become so noble!"

"King of Hell: Not bad, not bad. It seems my concern is not wrong. The underworld is such a lifeless place and needs someone with a sense of humor like you."

There are so many talented people among the fans.

The answer was soon revealed.

"Are you a food delivery guy? Then you must pay attention to safety on the road, especially don't drive fast and don't run red lights. If possible, I suggest you try not to deliver food for the next three days. It's best to stay at home."

Zhang Lingtian said this earnestly at this moment.

Delivery guys need to be in a hurry to deliver food, and they may even engage in some uncivilized behaviors such as running red lights, which can easily lead to traffic accidents.

This is consistent with the system prompt that he died in a car accident.

"Sure enough, the King of Hell is here again!!"

"Brother, some of the graves of those who didn't listen to the King of Hell's advice are now covered with weeds. Be more self-aware!!"

"Indeed, my fellow brother, please listen to our advice. You may not listen to other words, but you must listen to the words of the King of Hell!!"

"So, the King of Hell killed the fortune-teller and started to tell fortunes himself?"

As soon as Zhang Lingtian said this, his fans began to advise him.

Some people are also curious, is the King of Hell starting to tell fortunes?

Today's chapter is a little transitional, and it's about to enter the main story. This book will definitely not repeat the same routine, but it can't be a very abrupt change. I hope everyone will accompany the author slowly, and I will definitely be dissatisfied with him. And then ask for some monthly votes, comrades! ! The weekend is updated!

(End of this chapter)