Chapter 1 On How to Become a Master in Women's Clothing (1)
"Hello, this is Jiangshi Funeral Home. What business do I need to handle?"
"I am a relative of the deceased Su Shu, and I am here to handle the cremation procedures."
The funeral director had never seen anyone wearing a red cheongsam here, and he stared at the dragon pattern on the cheongsam.
Rong Qiqi frowned and moved the dragon pattern on his shoulder away from the funeral director's sight. Only then did the funeral director come back to his senses and said, "Please wait a moment. I'll register you first."
The funeral director was operating in front of the computer, and the sound of the mouse and keyboard echoed in the empty hall. Rong Qiqi tapped the table of the service desk again and again with his bright red nails, seeming to complain that the waiting time was a bit long.
The funeral director also felt the strange atmosphere. He took a few deep breaths for himself, still with the iconic smile on his face, and said, "It's done here for you. Can I cremate it next Tuesday?"
Rong Qiqi turned the watch on his hand and whispered: "Time is a bit tight."
The funeral director didn't hear clearly and asked: "What did you say?"
"Nothing, this time is fine."
Rong Qiqi swallowed even more and said, "I want to see him now."
The funeral director felt the sadness of the family member in front of him and guessed that she must be wearing sunglasses to prevent others from seeing her tears. The funeral director apologized for feeling strange about the family member's dress just now.
"Mr. Su's body is now in the temporary morgue. You can go out and turn left about fifty meters away. Please forgive me."
Rong Qiqi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and muttered: "It's not easy to run business now."
The temporary morgue that caught Rong Qiqi's eyes was an old house with peeling walls. When she was thinking about how to reasonably get Su Shu's body out, a man shouted from behind: "Miss,
This is the morgue, family members attending the funeral should go to the mourning hall, you are in the wrong place."
Rong Qiqi turned his head, and behind him was the body picker who was preparing to transport the body. The body picker did not hear Rong Qiqi's answer and continued: "Please give me a step, we are busy."
Rong Qiqi's body tilted to the side, and the dragon pattern on his chest was facing the body-receiving worker's eyes, and he said, "I want the body next to you."
Xu Hun's eyes intentionally missed the pattern, he grinned, smiled, and said, "First come, first served, do you understand, sister?"
Rong Qiqi looked directly into Xu Hun's eyes under the brim of his hat. They were dark, like a whirlpool that could swallow people up.
"You don't know what you can do." After Rong Qiqi finished speaking, he put his sunglasses on his head and pulled out a red wolf-hair brush from the back of his neck with his right hand. The tip of the pen was still dripping with blood. The dead leaves around him were spinning and flying with the wind, blowing Rong Qi.
Sitting in the center, with a hiss, a writing brush rushed out of the dead leaves, right in front of Xu Hun's face.
Xu Hun was startled, and combined with Rong Qiqi's clothes and methods, he immediately guessed that the woman in front of him was something special, and was probably someone under King Yama.
He quickly turned sideways to avoid the wolf-hair brush, sweating all over his body, but he did not forget to joke: "What? King Yama is so poor that he wants to sell his grievances."
Rong Qiqi was also shocked by the young man's speed. His eyes changed from contempt to scrutiny. He snapped his fingers and the wolf-hair brush instantly split into five pieces, which were suspended in the air at fixed points. Xu Hun said to himself: "No, it's
Five-star array."
Xu Hun immediately left his physical body, and his soul body transformed into a giant dragon, with golden light shining between the scales. This light wrapped around the dragon's body at a very fast speed, and was able to block the attack of the five-star array.
Rong Qiqi said: "Apparition, are you from the Xu family?"
"Good eyesight." After Xu Hun finished speaking, a huge fireball erupted from the dragon's mouth. Not to be outdone, Rong Qiqi continued to split the wolf hair brush into ten pieces to form a ten thousand star array to withstand the power of the fireball.
"Is it such a big deal?"
Xu Hun knew only a little about the Ten Thousand Stars Formation, and accidentally read it in a incomplete ancient book. The page where the method of breaking the formation was missing happened to be missing, but there was a relatively detailed description of the Wolf Hair Brush.
The Howling Wolf writing brush was tempered by Vajrapani Bodhisattva with the fire of hell. It is indestructible. The writing brush has been soaked in the Pond of Resentful Ghosts for thousands of years, absorbing the powerful flow of resentment. It is an excellent weapon for carrying resentment and fighting.
There is more than one person wearing dragon-patterned cheongsam, but the only person who controls the wolf hair brush is the Rong family.
The Rong family and the Xu family were at odds. Xu Hun didn't want to expose his strength in front of the Rong family, so he decided to fight quickly. So he released all the scales on his body, and those scales spread out like drizzle. Rong Qiqi made a prompt decision and took back the body of the wolf hair brush.
, set up a protective barrier for yourself to block this wave of attacks.
Xu Hun took advantage of the opportunity at this time to transform into a giant panda, chewed up the clone of the brush, and left the center of the formation.
"Master, we are destined to meet again." The morgue returned to calm.
Rong Qiqi's wolf-hair brush returned to her body, and the blood from the tip dripped on the cheongsam. The cheongsam shone with a strange red light, and it took a few seconds to return to its original Chinese red.
Rong Qiqi opened the body bag, placed his fingertips between the corpse's eyebrows, and jerked his hand out, causing the soul in the corpse to separate from the body.
Su Shu was sleeping soundly when suddenly she was taken out of her body by a force. She sat on the ground in a daze and said, "Why did I get out? Who are you?"
"Su Shu, male, age of death was 23 years old, cause of death: car accident." Rong Qiqi flipped the information board in his hand with a businesslike attitude.
"I am a grudge collector..." before she could finish, Su Shu interrupted: "Why don't I just float outside like on TV?"
"You have too much grievance. Black and White can only seal you in your body first to prevent you from wandering outside for a long time and turning into an evil ghost. You can use your grievance to make a deal with me."
"What deal?"
"I'll help you fulfill your wish, and you can give me your grievances."
Su Shu nodded, indicating that she understood, and said, "Miss, I want to see my parents."
Rong Qiqi nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. This task seemed to be very simple. She liked people who were not greedy.
Su Shu's expression became friendly and he said, "Okay."
Su Shu saw that Rong Qiqi was not as scary as on TV, and then said, "Then can I speak to them personally."
Su Shu's request hit Rong Qiqi's target accurately, and Rong Qiqi took back the compliment he had given Su Shu a minute ago.
The only way for ghosts to communicate with living people is through dreams. If the soul is forced to talk to living people, it will cost a thousand years of spiritual power. Of course, Rong Qiqi cannot agree to such a loss-making business!
Su Shu felt that the surroundings were colder than before, but now that he was a ghost, would it still feel cold?!
Rong Qiqi's brain was racing, deciding whether to deal with Su Shu or simply accept the resentment and leave. Both of these would make the resentment in the spirit tablet impure, making subsequent refining more troublesome.
Rong Qiqi decided to go back to hell and delay for a few days before finding a way.
"According to the "Code of the Underworld", those who die unnaturally due to excessive Yin Qi are not allowed to return to their home within fourteen days, and can only see your parents after three days."
Su Shu was shocked by Rong Qiqi's so-called "Code of the Underworld" and nodded repeatedly, not daring to raise objections.
Rong Qiqi saw that he had a good attitude and said, "Is there anything else you want to do in these three days?"
When Su Shu heard that there were other things he could do, he happily floated a few meters higher. As if he thought of something, he hesitated and said: "Well, can it be done? Let's..."
Rong Qiqi was most annoyed by people who were hesitant in speaking, "Be happy."
Su Shu broke the jar, closed her eyes, and howled: "I want to buy clothes."
Rong Qiqi directly grabbed Su Shu's neck and left the morgue.
After they left, the surveillance video flashed two or three times, and the conversations and fights between Rong Qiqi, Xu Hun, and Su Shu were erased.
There was a mantis on the branch outside the door staring at Rong Qiqi's leaving figure, and said to the other mantis: "I finally found the Rong family. She is definitely not a branch of the Rong family. It is very likely that she has what I need. Check it out."
Know her status in the Rong family." This chapter has been completed!
