Four hundred and seventieth chapters undercover personnel
On the third day of the vigil, many strange people came.
None of them looked normal.
And most of the clothes they wear are black.
Some of them were holding white lanterns in their hands.
All these people came here in the middle of the night.
He didn't say anything when he came, he just bowed and left.
There are seven or eight waves, maybe fifteen or six.
Until about four o'clock, the rooster placed in the mourning hall crowed.
Only then did my uncle who was watching the night with me say to me:
"Okay Xiao Qin, go put out the candle!
Everything that should come has come.
Those who don’t come won’t come either.”
When my uncle spoke, I said "hmm" and ran to the door.
All the thicker white candles were extinguished.
When they returned to the mourning hall, they heard Lao Mo asking his uncle:
"Master, who are those people who came just now?
Some people feel, they don’t feel like humans?
There was one person in particular, I could see the reflection of the scales on his face.
My whole body is wet, with water stains from walking all the way..."
Don't be confused.
Hearing this, I also looked at my uncle curiously.
Because these people are obviously not ordinary people.
And the weirdest thing is that they all came to worship my master.
Except for Shu Guifang from Nanshan Cemetery, no one knew anyone else.
The uncle took out his black gourd and took a sip.
Then he said to Lao Mo and me:
"Don't make a fuss.
These people are all in the shady business, and they have the same roots as those of us who work in white shops.
I deal with Yin evil corpses every day, and as time passes, it becomes a bit different.
I don’t need to say more about the first one, you all know it too.
The shopkeeper of Rose Supermarket in Nanshan Cemetery is doing ghost business.
Also, like the guy with water stains all over his body and scales on his face.
That was the boat boss and corpse collector in Qingshui River.
Anyone who drowns in water, no matter how big the trouble is, can be settled by finding him.
Whether this section of the river is stable or unstable is all a matter of his words.
In addition to these, there are also those who guard the mountain.
Those who make medicine, those who carry coffins, those who tie paper, those who carry corpses, those who burn corpses, etc.
They are all in the Yin profession, some are specialized in serving ghosts, and some are specialized in serving us.
They all have some friendship with their senior brothers.
According to the rules of the Yin industry, I came to worship on the third night.
Just bow and leave, and you won't get too much karma."
The uncle introduced slowly.
After hearing this, Lao Mo and I finally understood.
It turns out that our industry does not work alone.
Broken down, there are still so many shady professions.
It’s just that these professions are little known.
Just serving this city in the dark, sneaking silently in the dark night.
Just like us Taoist priests, walking in the yin and yang, slaying demons.
It's just that their respective professions are different.
Collect corpses, burn corpses, collect herbs, collect lives, do ghost business, etc.
After understanding this.
It was an eye-opener for Lao Mo and me.
Later, we burned paper for Master in the mourning hall.
The uncle said that if he could burn more for the master, he would burn some for him.
He said that if the master goes down, he will definitely need it.
Of course I won't be stingy either.
The entire shop was left behind by the master.
I just piled bundles of paper money in the backyard and burned them.
After letting Master go down, he can become a rich man.
At six o'clock in the morning, it was the auspicious time for Master to move the coffin.
The hearse at the crematorium also stopped at the door early.
I know the person coming.
The leader was none other than Bai Ye, the corpse collector at Qingshan Crematorium.
When he was disposing of zombie corpses at the construction site, the master called him over.
Bai Ye looks like he is in his thirties.
After arriving at the gate, I also offered incense to Master directly.
He shouted "Goodbye, Uncle Gu".
After I returned the gift.
Bai Ye called some coffin bearers into the house and carried Master's coffin out.
After getting on the hearse.
The three of us followed directly.
The crematorium is not far away, only half an hour away.
When we arrived at the place, we saw green tiles, white walls, and stable buildings.
It's like an enlarged paper building.
Master's coffin was pushed directly into the No. 1 incineration room.
Here, Bai Ye gave us a simple farewell ceremony.
When I looked at Master in the coffin, my heart began to waver again.
It's hard, but we have to accept the reality.
At the same time, an old man wearing strange black and white clothes walked in from the door.
As soon as the old man entered the house, Bai Ye, who was standing next to him, respectfully called out "Master".
I heard Bai Ye calling Master.
Then it must be the corpse-burning faucet of Qingshan Crematorium.
Lao Mo and I also looked up.
When I saw it, I was stunned.
Because we both discovered that we met this old man last night.
He came to pay homage to my master.
The old man's eyebrows are very long and white.
We remember this feature very clearly.
His eyes looked a little cloudy and his back was hunched.
When the uncle next to him saw it, he clasped his fists and shouted:
"White guy."
The old man called Bai Lao nodded:
"Gu Xiaozi left early.
Today it’s up to me to send him off on his last journey!”
The white guy just finished speaking.
The uncle was surprised and said:
"It would be great if Bai Lao could send my senior brother off in person. Thank you Bai Lao.
Xiao Qin, you still haven’t thanked the white guy."
Hearing what my uncle said, I quickly followed the rules of the industry and gave the white man a fist to thank him:
"Thank you white man."
The white guy nodded:
"Well, Gu Xiaozi is a good apprentice.
He is very talented and I heard that he has only started working for less than half a year.
I think this is probably going to break through to the middle stage of Soul Palace, it’s a good seedling!”
When I heard this man, my heart trembled.
He could see my own condition at a glance?
You know, at this time, I didn't circulate a single bit of zhenqi, and I didn't release a little bit of daoqi.
But the other party is not only able to accurately judge my behavior.
I can also tell that I am about to break through the middle stage of the Soul Palace.
This is a very discerning person, an expert.
Definitely an expert...
This chapter has been completed!