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Wu Shuyong is a ghost who is very good at doing things. Perhaps because of his habit during his lifetime, when he entered the store in the evening, he handed over his bank card to Zhao Xuan.
As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts, this famous saying works everywhere.
No, Zhao Xuan saw that he had not committed any crimes either during his life or after his death, so he didn't make things difficult for him, and immediately agreed to his request.
Collect money from people and eliminate disasters with people. Now that you have taken over, you will naturally do your best.
Early the next morning, Zhao Xuan arrived at the incense candle shop early. As soon as she arrived, Xiao Ba followed her into the shop.
Zhao Xuan asked Xiao Ba to look at the shop first. After tidying up, I picked up the urn that Wu Shuyong had chosen for me last night, and went to the crematorium.
She first found the person in charge of the crematorium, reported her intention to come, and after some registration, she took Wu Shuyong's ashes out of the crematorium smoothly.
The crematorium does not strictly guard unclaimed ashes. As long as someone claims them, they will usually return them. Zhao Xuan did not encounter any trouble.
Zhao Xuan took Wu Shuyong's ashes back to the incense and candle shop, and then asked Xiao Ba to carry the funeral necessities that Wu Shuyong had chosen for herself yesterday to the car, let Xiao Ba visit the store, and drove to the countryside on the outskirts of city b .
After driving for almost half a day, Zhao Xuan finally arrived in the countryside.
Arriving in the countryside, Zhao Xuan was not in a hurry to find a place to bury Wu Shuyong.
The burial also depends on the time of day. Wu Shuyong grew up in an orphanage, so he couldn't know exactly when he was born. Zhao Xuan pinched her fingers, and based on his appearance and birthday, she chose a fairly good time for his burial, which was at dawn tomorrow.
When the time comes, naturally you have to order a good acupuncture point.
?Wu Shuyong had a rough fate in this life, but he still did good deeds and accumulated virtues, and he will be rewarded in the next life.
Zhao Xuan parked the car beside the road, knocked on the co-pilot's urn, pursed her red lips, and called out in a faint voice: "Wu Shuyong, Wu Shuyong."
After calling twice, she stopped talking.
This is calling the soul, so that the soul of the deceased will follow all the way, so as not to find the way home in the future.
Zhao Xuan unfastened her seat belt and jumped out of the car.
She leaned against the car door and stared into the distance. After a long time, she found the place she was looking for from the end of her eyes.
Zhao Xuan hooked her lips and smiled, looked up at the sky, then took out her mobile phone and called Ying Zheng.
Zhao Yu is going to come back from X city tonight, but she has to deal with Wu Shuyong's burial here, and has no time to pick up the plane, so she has to ask Ying Zheng to pick up her little apprentice.
The phone connected after two rings.
"Why are you calling me at this time, do you want to come over tonight?" Ying Zheng's low and magnetic voice sounded from the other side of the phone.
Zhao Xuan smiled: "I won't be here at night. I took a business order and went to the countryside to choose land for others. Zhao Yu arrived at the airport in city b at 9 o'clock in the evening. I couldn't leave. Go and pick him up for me at night. !"
Ying Zheng: "Okay, when will you come back?"
Zhao Xuan: "At noon tomorrow, when the time comes, I'll go directly to your side."
In other words, the incense candle shop is too far away from Daqin, and it just opened after the new year. Zhao Xuan has been very busy these days, and the two haven't seen each other since the red envelopes were distributed that day.
It is said that for people in love, seeing each other every day is like three autumns. The two have not seen each other for several autumns. Not to mention, they really miss each other.
Ying Zheng's chuckling voice came from over there: "I'll wait for you tomorrow."
Zhao Xuan: "I want to eat braised eggplant for lunch tomorrow, remember to order me one"
The two who hadn't seen each other for a long time, like young people at the same time, hung up the phone reluctantly after talking on the phone.
Hanging up the phone, Zhao Xuan looked at the mobile phone and pursed her lips and smiled softly, then put the mobile phone into the pocket of the down jacket, looked up, looked at the hills in front of her eyes, and then jumped into the car.
After getting in the car, she tapped on the urn again: "Wu Shuyong, let's go."
After she yelled, she stepped on the accelerator and sped onto the road.
Zhao Xuan drove for more than two hours, and finally reached the hill she was looking for.
Now that he has taken over Wu Shuyong's business, Zhao Xuan will naturally arrange his funeral with all his heart.
She just looked at the suburbs of the city. It is too close to city b. In at most ten years, these places will be developed and become another commercial circle no less than the city center.
If Wu Shuyong is buried in the outskirts of the city, that is to say, he will be homeless again for at most ten years.
?This life is full of thoughts, that is, there is a?In a safe place, she naturally wouldn't bury him in a place where he might move at any time. It would be better to travel more and bury him in the hills than in the outskirts of the city.
Zhao Xuan parked the car under the hill, took Wu Shuyong's ashes and tools in the trunk, and stepped into the hill.
City b is located in the north, which belongs to the plain area, and there are not many hills. In order to complete this business, Zhao Daxian also took a lot of effort.
After entering the hill, Zhao Xuan looked up at the sky and sighed: It seems that I have to spend the night on the hillside tonight.
Now that the new year has just passed, the cold winter has passed, the earth is gradually recovering, and greenery is slowly sprouting in the hills. Zhao Xuan wandered around the mountains on the shallow green grass, and then placed it under a small tree. A stone, put the urn on the ground.
After all this busy work, the day has almost passed, and at this time, it is almost evening.
Zhao Xuan ordered the urn, "Wu Shuyong, we've arrived, come out!"
As her voice fell, the cold wind blew, the leaves swayed gently, and a faint black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Xuan.
As soon as Wu Shuyong appeared, he immediately bent over to Zhao Xuan and said gratefully: "Trouble the Heavenly Master."
He listened to Zhao Xuan's call all the way, so he naturally knew that she had been busy all day about his affairs.
He originally thought that even if the celestial master took his money, at most, he would just find a decent place to bury him at will. She never thought that she would run away for a whole day because of him.
Zhao Xuan shook her hand: "With money to do things, there is no trouble or trouble. This place is good, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Although the Yin Cave is not as good as the Dragon Cave, it is not bad. You didn't have any descendants during your lifetime, so you don't need to choose Yu Ze's descendants. A place for burial. You have been wandering all your life, and the most regrettable thing is that you have no relatives and no reason. Although the place I chose for you may not benefit future generations, it will allow you to live comfortably, have a harmonious family, and fulfill you in the next life. Regrets for life."
"Thank you Heavenly Master for your trouble." Wu Shuyong was really grateful to Zhao Xuan.
His only regret in this life is that he has no relatives and no reason, and has no home like duckweed. He can fulfill his regret in the next life, and he is extremely grateful to Zhao Xuan.
Zhao Xuan: "It's still early in the day, you go and look around first, and when I get everything done, you can just come back by yourself."
Wu Shuyong bent towards Zhao Xuan again, turned around and disappeared in front of Zhao Xuan.
After he left, Zhao Xuan stomped her feet lightly, jumped to the top of a tree and sat down, intending to rest for a while, and then start digging the burial pit when the time came.
The night was dark, the hazy moonlight swayed the earth, and the shadows of the trees were scattered and layered, which brought a bit of a strange atmosphere to the jungle under the night.
Just after midnight, a gust of cold night wind suddenly blew, and Zhao Xuan, who was docked on the treetop, suddenly opened her eyes.
The moment she opened her eyes, her expression was startled, and she hurriedly stood up from the treetop. She glanced at the bushes with her black eyes in doubt, then jumped off the branches, and disappeared into the bushes in a flash.
The color of ink was heavy, and the shadow of the tree was slanted on the ground by the moon. Zhao Xuan's figure was light, flying between the trees, and the figure walking forward was somewhat urgent.
Wherever she looked, wet leaves were flying all over the sky, and black shadows came from all directions towards the bushes.
All the black shadows who came here have an obvious characteristic. They don't touch the ground, they have all kinds of strange looks, some are wearing Tang suits, some are wearing cheongsam
Zhao Xuan frowned, her black eyes swept across those dark shadows.
For a moment, her footsteps stopped suddenly, and with a reach, the familiar figure among the shadows caught up from a distance.
Just as she caught the black shadow, it seemed as if the shadow had been awakened, and astonishment flashed in the dark blue eyes.
He turned his head, glanced at the person who grabbed him, opened his mouth, and was about to speak, but saw Zhao Xuan shook his head slightly at him, signaling him not to speak.
Seeing this, Wu Shuyong retracted his words immediately.
He turned his head sideways, looking at the black shadows that were still poking forward, his empty eyes flashed with fear.
He hid tightly beside Zhao Xuan, not daring to leave even one step.
After a long time, after all the black shadows rushed to the depths of the bushes, he took a deep breath and said, "Tianshithis?"
Zhao Xuan's eyes were fixed on the front, and doubts flashed in her eyes.
She had carefully observed the grove during the day, and found nothing unusual. How could there be ghosts walking around at night at night?
The Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts usually only appears on the Hungry Ghost Festival, but it is still the first lunar month, and the time is completely wrong.
Zhao Xuan turned her head and looked at Wu Shuyong: "How did you feel just now?"
"I don't feel anything, I just feel that there seems to be something calling me in front of me."
Wu Shuyong swallowed his throat. Just now he was wandering in the woods when he suddenly heard a call. The voice penetrated through the bottom of his mind, and his mind went blank. He subconsciously followed the call and walked over.
"You go back to the urn first." Hearing this, Zhao Xuan wrinkled her forehead and spread her palms, and Wu Shuyong's urn suddenly appeared in her palm.
This seemingly peaceful hill is not as simple as it looks on the surface, she has to check the situation.
Apart from the Ghost Festival, what can promote the night parade of ghosts is something that is very attractive to ghosts. Excluding the Hungry Ghost Festival, the only thing that can be said is that the treasures are present. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)I. "
Wu Shuyong swallowed his throat. Just now he was wandering in the woods when he suddenly heard a call. The voice penetrated through the bottom of his mind, and his mind went blank. He subconsciously followed the call and walked over.
"You go back to the urn first." Hearing this, Zhao Xuan wrinkled her forehead and spread her palms, and Wu Shuyong's urn suddenly appeared in her palm.
This seemingly peaceful hill is not as simple as it looks on the surface, she has to check the situation.
Apart from the Ghost Festival, what can promote the night parade of ghosts is something that is very attractive to ghosts. Excluding the Hungry Ghost Festival, the only thing that can be said is that the treasures are present. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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