Marshal Jian saw that I was petrified, waved his hand to dismiss the scene, turned around and looked at me with a smile and asked: "Haha! How is it? Do you believe it now?"

Do you believe it? I don’t know whether I should believe it or not. After all, the city is very peaceful now, nothing strange has happened, and no residents have died strangely.

However, Marshal Jian used such great magical power and appeared in my consciousness inexplicably, which made me unable to believe it.

"Okay! I believe you, but how can I save the world if I'm like this? I guess I just burped when I met an evil spirit."

"Haha! This is just a scene from the future. Only relatively weak evil spirits can escape now. You still have a lot of time to increase your strength. You just need to re-seal the cracks and capture the escaped evil spirits. By the way, Thousand Talisman Book

How is your cultivation going?"

When I heard this sentence, I became very angry.

"Fuck! Cultivation is nothing! You just threw me a book and a writing brush, and you didn't tell me the method of cultivation. How can I practice?"

"Haha! It all depends on your understanding. Come on! I'm optimistic about you. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. See you later!"

"Hey! Wait, fuck! You haven't told me how to practice yet! Hey!"

My brother just yelled and rolled directly under the bed with a snap. I sat on the ground and looked at the room in confusion. Am I awake? Am I dreaming again?

I looked at my phone blankly and saw that it was already half past eight in the evening. Damn it, I was almost late again.

After hurriedly packing up their things, the brothers rushed to the rental house and rode their bicycles non-stop to the funeral parlor.

When I arrived at the funeral parlor, I locked my bicycle and carried my black bag and walked to the guard room of the funeral parlor. As soon as I reached the door, I saw Uncle Liu walking out of the guard room with his hands behind his back.

I looked at Uncle Liu walking towards me, raised his hands and shouted loudly.

"Uncle Liu, good evening!"

Uncle Liu was startled when he saw me, and then smiled and said: "Xiao Tong is here, how have you been resting these days?"

"Hehe! Not bad, full of energy."

"Well, that's good, go ahead! It's time for me to go home."

"Okay Uncle Liu, goodbye!"

I smiled and waved goodbye. Uncle Liu nodded, patted my shoulder, and walked slowly past me with his hands behind his back.

My brother walked into the guard room carrying a black bag. Blind Cao was still sitting on a chair smoking a cigarette as usual. He didn't even take a glance at me when I came in.

I was used to Blind Cao turning a blind eye, and I didn't mind it. I took out a pack of soft cigarettes and stretched it out in front of Blind Cao, smiling and saying: "Master, come here, smoke this good cigarette. I think you should smoke less dry cigarettes in the future."

No! It’s too harmful to the body.”

"All cigarettes are harmful, and there is no distinction between them as cheap or expensive."

Blind Cao said calmly, took the soft China and put it directly into his pocket.

I flattered Mr. Cao with a smile on my face, but I kept cursing secretly that this old man was too good at showing off, and he could do it so clearly and refinedly.

Blind Cao lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. When he turned to look at me, he was slightly startled. I was also startled because he looked very surprised at my expression.

My buddy thought he had such an expression because I suddenly bought him a pack of cigarettes, so I scratched my head and explained: "Master, don't look at me like that, I just earned some extra money, so

I just want to buy a pack of good cigarettes to honor you."

"Well, when you make money, spend more to avoid losing your life later."

Blind Cao said slowly and returned to his calm demeanor.

But why do I feel so harsh when I hear these words? What does it mean to avoid losing your life in the future? Isn’t this a curse on me? It’s a shame that I want to buy a pack of good cigarettes to honor him.

"Master, what do you mean?"

I looked at Blind Cao with a slight displeasure, but Blind Cao just waved his hand and didn't explain much.

I angrily put my black bag on the table, sat down on the chair and started working step by step.

After finishing my work absentmindedly, I looked back at Blind Cao. Blind Cao was sitting motionless on his chair with his eyes closed. I didn't know whether he was asleep or just resting with his eyes closed.

Thinking of Blind Cao's words, I frowned slightly, feeling that there was something else in his words.

After all, I have nothing against Blind Cao, so he can't curse me for no reason.

But why did he show such a surprised expression?

From the moment I met Mr. Cao, the impression he left on me was that of an unsmiling old man with a dark face. He always looked like an old man. No matter how big things happened, he would not be moved, let alone show such an expression.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Blind Cao is a little unusual today."

I rubbed my chin and wondered if I should ask him to find out. Then I gave up decisively after thinking about it. This guy has always been indifferent to me. It may not be easy to get him to talk.

I looked at the time and saw that it was around 21pm, which was still early for the patrol, so I opened my laptop and checked the data of Story Collection.

I clicked on the data for the story I posted this morning. Although the reading volume was not as high as the previous story, it was still within an acceptable range.

Looking at the rising data, I couldn't help but be excited. It's true that inspiration comes from life. I couldn't help but feel lucky to have found a job in a funeral parlor.

Although I am very excited, I also understand the truth that you must not get carried away with some achievements. Only by hard work and hard work can you reach a higher level.

I closed the data page with satisfaction, took a deep breath, closed my eyes and started to organize my thoughts.

After a while, I opened my eyes, laughed twice, raised my hand and started typing on the keyboard.

"Huh~ I've finally finished writing, ah! Master, what are you doing?"

As soon as I stretched out, I turned my head and saw Blind Man Cao looking at me intently with a frown on his face. I was so frightened by his eyes without black eyes that I jumped up from my chair.
Chapter completed!