Lin Xi asked, "It's illegal to possess a gun in China, so what is this person doing?"
"I don't know." Xu Yuan tried hard to recall, "I was scared when I saw the gun in his hand, and I didn't dare to go near him at all. I think I heard him say something about finding ghosts or summoning ghosts."
She attached herself to her own corpse and went out to wander around at night. When she passed by the cemetery, she accidentally encountered a dark figure.
Xu Yuan had been dead for more than half a month, and he was jumping around every day, living a very boring life.
Thinking it was one of their own kind, she immediately jumped forward.
The man was dressed all in black, wearing black clothes and a black mask, and from behind he looked like a handsome guy.
Xu Yuan let out an excited shout, "Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The man turned his head, his eyes showing no fear, and even a hint of surprise.
"We succeeded! We finally found the ghost!"
His tone was manic, and he was holding a gun; he was clearly no good.
Xu Yuan was startled and turned to run away.
Dad, another pervert has appeared!
"Don't go! Stop right there!!"
She desperately tried to escape, and the man chased after her relentlessly.
Finally, the security guard was alerted, and the man left reluctantly, leaving behind a single sentence.
"I will come back to find you..."
From that day on, Xu Yuan dared not go out, and at night she would always hear a man's strange low laughter.
"Tsk! No, it needs improvement."
What needs improvement? The weapon for slaying demons?
After recalling the events, Xu Yuan murmured, "Master, you must catch that man so that the souls in the grave can find peace."
Although she was rebellious, she was kind at heart.
Lin Xi nodded, "Okay, we'll catch the pervert tonight."
This funeral home is full of weirdos—corpse thieves, bizarre people searching for ghosts in the cemetery.
Ji Heng and Qian Fugui ate a big bite of melon.
Qian Fugui commented, "Director Wang, your funeral home is attracting perverts; the feng shui is terrible."
Ji Heng complained, "Director Wang, you should just quit running a funeral home and register with the police station to help catch criminals. Your performance will be outstanding."
Director Wang's lips twitched slightly. "Thank you for reminding me!"
The funeral home hired two perverts in its first year of operation. Why was he so unlucky?
The cremator is a corpse thief, and who is that bastard patrolling the cemetery?!
Catch him and give him a beating!
Director Wang was deeply worried. He bowed at a ninety-degree angle, his attitude extremely sincere. "Master, please save my funeral home. I'll pay whatever it takes."
Lin Xi glanced at him and said, "You pay for the fortune telling from the next pervert you catch."
Director Wang nodded vigorously, "No problem."
He breathed a slight sigh of relief; with the master there, everything would be resolved, and he hoped the funeral home wouldn't go bankrupt.
Xu Wenlong's eyes widened, "About my daughter's ashes..."
Before he could finish speaking, Director Wang bowed again at a 90-degree angle, saying, "I'm sorry, our funeral home will take full responsibility and will definitely choose the best feng shui burial site for your daughter so that she can be reborn in peace."
It doesn't matter if I make a wish or not. "Dad, I'm tired of being in this world. Don't be sad. I'll meet a suitable aunt, remarry, have more children, and live a good life from now on."
Xu Wenlong knew in his heart that his daughter had to go to the underworld. He forced back his tears and waved goodbye, "Yuanyuan, goodbye."
Xu Yuan gave him a quick hug and said, "Goodbye, Dad."
She jumped into the gates of hell, and that was the end of her life.
Linxi closed the gates of hell, left the stinking wooden house, and walked to the trees in the distance to breathe in the fresh air.
As silence fell, Xu Wenlong sat in the grass, lost in thought, while Ji Heng and Qian Fugui kept a close eye on Qiu Teng to prevent him from escaping.
Curator Wang touched his bald head and sighed repeatedly, "Alas... Master, let's go back to the rest area and have lunch first. We'll come back to the cemetery to catch the pervert tonight."
Lin Xi looked at the rows of tombstones, "Waiting for someone to come and collect the bodies."
Qiu Teng's case is special; the crime of stealing corpses is determined by the Special Administration Bureau.
As noon approached, the sun shone brightly, and the weather grew increasingly hot. The cemetery was surrounded by large trees, which provided some shade.
The group sat down to rest under the tree.
Qiu Teng was dishonest and kept looking for an opportunity to escape.
Qian Fugui slapped him, "Stop thinking nonsense."
"Yes, yes." Qiu Teng pretended to be cowardly, but actually lowered his head to observe the route.
The little girl was very strange, while the two people next to her, one fat and one thin, were easier to deal with.
Qiu Teng aimed at the thinner man and rammed into him hard.
Everything happened so fast that Ji Heng didn't have time to react. He lost his balance and fell backward. "Holy crap! Why am I the one who gets hurt again?!"
Qian Fugui took off after him, but he was too slow. He could only shout, "Oh no! Qiu Teng is running away!"
Lin Xi stood there calmly, "It's alright, he can't escape."
Qiu Teng ran wildly in one direction, and seeing that no one was chasing him, he was overjoyed. "Hehe! One day I will turn the corpses of everyone here into specimens!"
He's liked smelly things since he was a child: pig offal, stinky tofu, canned herring...
Not enough, these aren't smelly enough!
One day, Qiu Teng accidentally came into contact with a dead body, opening the door to a new world.
Ah~ I love this flavor.
To him, the smell of the dead was like poppies, the more he smelled it, the more addicted he became.
In order to come into contact with more dead people, he became a professional cremator, operating the furnace to burn corpses, and seeing all kinds of bodies every day, including those from drowning, car accidents, jumping off buildings, hanging, and so on.
While others were afraid of the sight of a corpse, he was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he became even more excited.
Cremator, his perfect profession, unfortunately discovered by a ghost!
Qiu Teng's face was contorted with rage.
He hated the people here, especially that little girl.
As they ran, a strangely dressed woman blocked their way.
Qiu Teng's eyes flashed fiercely. "Get out of the way!!"
Jiang Yuanyuan kicked the person back, pinched her nose, and said with disgust, "My God, the stench of a corpse is so strong."
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