The church is a gathering place for living people.
There seems to be no connection between the two, but if you think deeply, the dead and the living simply represent yin and yang.
However, I think it's not that simple.
After I arrived at the funeral home, I went directly to the director.
Li Gong was the person who named the funeral parlor, and I asked the director directly if he knew Li Gong.
"You mean Master Li? Of course I know him. He is the owner of a Feng Shui company, and I am the director of a funeral home. We are both in the business of dead people, and we are also partners, so we don't know each other? But we haven't seen each other these days.
Master Li, I wonder why this brother came to the funeral parlor?"
I didn't answer the director's question, but wandered around the funeral home.
Then, I came to the funeral home cemetery and took a general look at the Feng Shui location. It was just ordinary and nothing eye-catching.
The curator seemed to sense that I came here unkindly, so he came to me and started talking to me.
"Sir, are you coming to the funeral parlor for a wedding ceremony? I have various packages here. What kind of packages do you want?" asked the director.
"What do you mean?" I asked the curator.
"Sir, don't get me wrong. I just think that you came to the cemetery behind here for the first time. You must have something to do, right? Let's explain, and we won't beat around the bush. If you can't choose a good place, sir, I will
I can help you contact Master Li, he is really capable!" The curator persuaded me.
When I heard this, I couldn't help but laugh.
Li Gong's three-legged cat Kung Fu Feng Shui technique was called a master.
I myself was honored as Master Liu by my elders. Did I say anything?
At this time, my mobile phone received a message from Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao and I went our separate ways. I was at the funeral home, while Zhou Hao went to the church.
I took a look at the picture sent by Zhou Hao. In a dark room, there were more than a hundred urns. These urns were very serious. I recognized at a glance that these were the kind of urns that Hu Ying had fostered at that time.
Moreover, these urns are all sealed with soul-suppressing charms.
I walked aside to avoid the funeral director and dialed Zhou Hao's video call.
"Brother Xiao, it's so damn scary, can you believe it? Under this kind of Western-style church, there are all urns with talismans on them!"
Just after answering the video call, Zhou Hao wiped his cold sweat while complaining to me.
From the video, it can be seen that Zhou Hao was inside the church, while the priest was kneeling on the ground and did not dare to say a word.
Zhou Hao walked up to the priest and asked his men to lift the priest's head. Only then did I see the priest's appearance clearly.
Logically speaking, priests are generally foreigners.
But this priest is a local.
"Come on, tell the camera, what is your relationship with Yang Yuling?" Zhou Hao asked.
The priest said nothing and let Zhou Hao's men pull his hair.
Zhou Hao angrily kicked the priest in the chest. The priest's eyes widened and he couldn't even scream. In just a few seconds, he almost suffocated.
Zhou Hao handed the phone to his subordinate, and he walked up to the priest, grabbed the priest's hand and pressed it on the table. The next second, a machete was revealed.
"Don't say yes!"
Zhou Hao raised his machete and slashed at the priest's arm.
"I said! I said! Don't chop!!"
"Yang Yuling is my creditor!"
While the priest was speaking, the knife had already been dropped.
However, Zhou Hao did not cut off the priest's hand, but cut it on the table next to the arm. Zhou Hao just frightened the priest.
"Credit?"
I muttered.
First he was an apprentice, then he was his biological brother, and now he is a creditor. What the hell is going on here?
The priest sat limply on the ground and breathed heavily. He kept touching his arm, thankful that his hand was not broken.
"Tell me, how come Yang Yuling is your creditor?" Zhou Hao asked.
The priest paused for a moment and then answered.
"A few years ago, I lost hundreds of thousands playing cards and mahjong. In order to avoid the debt, I almost went to a dead end. Later, Yang Yuling helped me pay back all the money, but he said that I didn't need to pay it back, and he also specially paid it back.
Find me a church to be a priest."
“What is the condition of the urn in the church basement?”
"After Yang Yuling helped me pay off hundreds of thousands of debts, he asked me to be a priest here for the rest of my life, and all the income was mine. But his only request was that I guard the urn in the basement and not let anyone
Outsiders knew about it, so I thought there was no problem with it, so I agreed to him."
"Where do the ashes in the urn come from?"
When Zhou Hao asked about the theme song, the priest began to hesitate again and did not dare to speak.
Zhou Hao grasped the machete tightly again, and the priest immediately answered.
"I said it, I said it! Don't chop me!"
"These ashes are the ashes of children who died in the orphanage. This is all I know. Don't cut my hand, this is all I know!"
Zhou Hao did not continue to scare the priest. He took the phone away, got up and walked into the basement.
Zhou Hao took pictures of the urn in front of him and asked for my opinion.
"Brother Xiao, what should we do now?"
"You count how many urns there are, and then select as many people as there are urns among your men. Remember, they must be between 25 and 28 years old, and belong to the year of tiger, dragon, dog, and the last
One important thing, be careful when taking the urn, don't tear the talisman, otherwise the person who dies will be your subordinates."
Zhou Hao nodded in understanding. After hanging up the phone, I noticed that the funeral director had been looking at me.
In other words, the curator heard clearly the conversation I had with Zhou Hao just now.
But I don’t care. After all, the funeral parlor was exposed by Li Cong, and the director himself admitted that he knew Li Cong. The relationship between the two was not a business cooperation.
I have probably guessed what was in the funeral parlor, but I need further confirmation.
Everything depends on evidence, and you can't kill innocent people indiscriminately, right?
"Sir, I can see that you are here not to discuss cooperation with me." The curator looked wary.
"In that case, tell me, why am I here?" I asked.
The curator shook his head but did not answer me.
However, it gave me a warning.
"Brother, I run a funeral parlor, and I have no grievances or grudges against you. We have no intersection. But if you want to mess with me, then I can only say sorry to you in advance. I want you to die today, but you will not survive tomorrow.
, do you understand what I mean?”
"So, curator, do you know the heresy?"
"who are you!"
The director of the funeral home became more and more wary. When I spoke of heresy, he must have guessed that I was also an insider.
"I wonder if the curator is aware of the name Liu Tianxiao?" I asked with a smile.
"Of course I know, but I heard that he is in jail. I admit that he is a capable person, and his status in the circle is comparable to the president of the Feng Shui Association. What? Brother, do you really think I don't know how to do it? What do you think?
Impersonating Liu Tianxiao, are you kidding me?"
The funeral director took out his cell phone to read the message and suddenly looked up at me, his mocking eyes turning into fear.
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