Meng Jiu finally got rid of the entanglement of the three people. He told them that there should be no problems with Chen Xiaoling's body unless they continued to do whatever they did. If you want, you can do the burial and other ceremonies, but please find someone else. He doesn't have one.

Kong. As for how to solve the problem, he boasted about himself unceremoniously, because he knew that Du Yiyu absolutely did not want them to know his ability. Therefore, he made up nonsense about how he used magic to make Du Yiyu surrender.

How to subdue Chen Xiaoling again. The three people felt that the clouds were shrouded in mist, and their admiration for Meng Jiu increased to a new level.

Finally, he told a few people not to tell anyone about this matter. Otherwise, not only would the director's position be lost, the business of the funeral home would be damaged, Chen Huaming would be embarrassed, and Chen Xiaoling's soul would wake up from its rest and come looking for them.

Trouble. Curator Ma and Master Wang naturally swore not to leak anything after hearing this. Although Chen Huaming was a little angry at Meng Jiu's attitude, he was very convinced of Meng Jiu's ability. In addition, he was not willing to do this in the first place.

After spreading the word, he naturally nodded in agreement.

As soon as he left the funeral home, Meng Jiu quietly pulled Chen Huaming aside and said, "I still have something to ask you about. Let's go to the woods over there to talk."

Chen Huaming was stunned. After experiencing his daughter's transformation into a corpse, his psychology had become very unstable. Seeing Meng Jiu's serious expression, his relaxed mood suddenly became extremely tense.

Meng Jiu walked to the middle of the forest and leaned against a tree to wait. When he saw Chen Huaming looking like he was going to the execution ground, he couldn't help but sigh. Although he didn't like this person, he was quite pitiful.

So he said as calmly as possible: "Mr. Chen, your daughter's matter is actually not over yet."

Chen Huaming's facial muscles trembled, and he said with a grimace: "Master Meng, didn't you say there would be no more problems?"

Meng Jiudao: "What I'm saying is that your woman's body is fine, but the problem is your daughter's soul."

"Soul?!" Chen Huaming was stunned, obviously a little surprised, with a hint of fear in his eyes, but he immediately looked at Meng Jiu nervously and said, "What's the problem?"

Meng Jiudao: "The resentment on your daughter's body has been suppressed and is waiting to be buried and incinerated for purification. But her soul still has unresolved resentment. The problem is that she is now hidden and difficult to find. So, I hope you

Can you help me?"

Chen Huaming asked doubtfully: "You...don't want to beat my daughter to pieces, right?"

"I can't guarantee this. If she persists in her obsession, I can't let her harm others."

"Harming people?! How could my daughter harm people!"

"Then why did you invite me to kill the corpse?"

"A corpse is a corpse, and a soul is a soul!"

Meng Jiudao: "But resentment is resentment, and resentful spirits will not be compassionate."

Chen Huaming took a deep breath and said: "But, but she is my daughter! No, I can find a mage or a temple to save her soul. You can't hurt her!"

Meng Jiu sighed and said: "Saving the undead is not that simple. And..." He thought for a moment and decided not to tell this poor father about Chen Xiaoling's viciousness and the fact that she might be secretly used by others. Just as he said that,

From the corner of my eye, I seemed to catch a glimpse of a bird flying past at a completely impossible speed. Is that... a bird?

"And what?"

Meng Jiu patted the back of his head and decided to solve Chen Huaming's problem first and not to be suspicious: "Besides, she might hurt you." Thinking of the corpse spirit's face, Meng Jiu suddenly understood Chen Xiaoling's next target.

At this time, Chen Huaming looked at Meng Jiu with almost disgust and said, "You said my daughter will hurt me? You don't have to scare me, I won't help you!" After saying that, he turned around and left angrily.

Meng Jiu really didn't expect that Chen Huaming was so protective of his son. He really didn't know whether to lament his parental love or call him a bastard for not knowing what he was doing. "She is your daughter and she will definitely come to you! You can't stay out of it.

It's even more unavoidable!" Looking at Chen Huaming's leaving figure, Meng Jiu shouted without giving up. Seeing that he just paused for a moment and then left immediately, he could only sigh: Forget it, wait until he knows

If you are afraid, they will naturally come to you.

When Meng Jiu returned to the company, as expected, two of the three assistants who were frightened by Chen Xiaoling came to him to resign. Originally, these two people said they were leaving as soon as they left the funeral home, but they fell ill that day.

He had no choice but to calm down the two of them first, then find a room in the hotel and find someone to take care of them. He didn't want the two of them to disappear and talk nonsense everywhere.

These two people had just joined the company. Although they said they wanted to learn something from him, they were so timid that they probably wouldn't be able to accomplish anything. They might as well leave. Before leaving, he gave each of them a surprise fee of 5,000 yuan, and also threatened and coaxed them.

He told the two of them not to talk nonsense. If a timid person is frightened, he will stop talking nonsense.

Then, he went to Song Xiao, one of the three, and said, "Aren't you going to resign?"

Song Xiao is a rather handsome boy. He just came to Beijing from his hometown a month ago. He seems to have lived near Yangzhuangzi for a few days. He just joined Meng Jiu's company 2 weeks ago. When he was interviewed,

Meng Jiu thought that he was too delicate-looking and might not be very courageous, so he was not suitable for this job, so he originally didn't want him. But Song Xiao said that he often helped with funeral arrangements in his hometown to earn some tuition, so Meng Jiu kept him.

Song Xiao was asked by Meng Jiu and quickly shook his head.

Meng Jiu was a little surprised and said: "Aren't you afraid? Although we are a funeral company, we deal with dead people all the time. I am not superstitious. Sometimes we may encounter things that cannot be explained by common sense. You are the only boy in your family, right?

If something happens, I can't explain it to your family."

As Meng Jiu spoke, he noticed that Song Xiao's expression changed again and again. He frowned and stopped waiting for Song Xiao's answer. Unexpectedly, Song Xiao suddenly stood up and knelt on the ground. Meng Jiu was surprised.

He got up in a hurry and was so panicked that he knocked over the swivel chair. After Song Xiao knelt down, he immediately kowtowed and said: "Mr. Meng, please accept me as your apprentice!"

Meng Jiu had already walked out from behind his desk and walked up to Song Xiao in a few steps. He pulled him up hard and said, "Get up quickly and talk to me if you have something to say!" He really didn't expect the seemingly delicate Song.

Xiao, for making such an exaggerated move, was really a trick. Fortunately, this was in the office. If it had been in the lobby, he would have simply jumped off the building. He pulled Song Xiao back to the sofa and poured him a glass of boiled water.

Then he sat on the single sofa next to Song Xiao and said, "What's going on?"

Song Xiao probably felt that what he had just done was too bold. His face turned red at the moment, and he held it in for a long time before saying, "I want to learn from you how to catch ghosts!"

"What?" Meng Jiu was stunned and couldn't believe his ears: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Song Xiao immediately nodded vigorously, seemingly about to kneel down again. Meng Jiu quickly put the water glass that Song Xiao had put on the table back into his hand and said, "Don't worry, can you tell me the reason?"

Unexpectedly, Song Xiao's eyes suddenly turned red and he seemed about to cry. This frightened Meng Jiu! He waved his hands quickly and said: "It's okay, it's okay. If you don't want to say it, just don't say it yet!" Good guy, only now did he know,

Men’s tears are more terrifying than women’s!

Song Xiao raised his hand and rubbed his eyes and said: "I'm fine, it's just..." He took a breath and said: "There are zombies and ghosts in our village, and I want to help everyone!"

Meng Jiu was dumbfounded again. He originally thought Song Xiao would say something about liking magic and realizing dreams, but he never expected that he would say such a righteous, serious, yet weird reason...

Has this kid watched too many zombie movies by Lin Zhengying?
Chapter completed!