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2 Rules in the Funeral Parlor

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Lan Yu was silent for a while. Then, she stood up and patted the dust off her butt before walking out.

When he reached the door, he turned around and bowed three more times.

"Seniors, remember to take good care of me. After all, I'm your junior. Now that the Lan family has only one heir, if anyone bullies me in the future, you have to help. Don't let those things from the outside spread wild in our Lan family's territory. Otherwise, in the future, the unfilial descendant Lan Yu won't be able to offer incense to the ancestors every day!”

After saying that.

Lan Yu went out.

The white curtain slowly fell.

As soon as the curtain fell, all the soul-returning incense in the room instantly burned into ashes. The smoke floated into their coffins.

These coffins were the ancestors of the Lan family.

Lan Yu's father had once told him to serve these fathers well.

However, even if he knew that these coffins were filled with ancestors, he would still panic. What if that ancestor found him an eyesore and came out to give him a few blows that day?

Therefore, every day when Lan Yu came to this place, she would talk to these ancestors about misfortune and fortune. What would happen if something happened to him?

There would be no incense in the future.

He was the only heir of the Lan family. If anything happened to him, the Lan family would be cut off.

In any case, he talked about it every day.

He would try his best to brainwash these ancestors.

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Midnight.

The waning moon hung high in the sky. The entire city was empty, and there was a deathly silence.

Lan Yu washed up and changed into a white coat and black cloth shoes. She carried the rattan chair and walked to the front of the door.

Then, he opened the door of the funeral parlor.

Then, he sat leisurely on the chair and played with his phone. From time to time, he would glance at the empty street under the dim lights.

This was a rule that had been passed down in the Lan family for countless generations.

It's called a corpse.

This kind of corpse had to start after midnight, when the Yin Qi was the thickest.

It was just that Lan Yu had been keeping vigil for her parents at home during this period of time, so she had never opened the door. Today was the first time she opened the door.

He didn't know if he would receive his 'first' customer.

This Lan family funeral parlor had a cemetery, which was the mountain behind it. The price was not cheap, and it was the same for everyone.

Everyone was equal.

If you have money, you can bid tens of millions. If you don't have money, you can even bid thousands or hundreds.

It was just a matter of fate. Anyway, that cheap father of Blue Jade had told him so.

After leaving the cemetery, the Lan family funeral parlor still did the burial, which was to put makeup on the dead.

When this person died, it was like a lamp going out.

When he came, he didn't bring a single cent, and when he left, he couldn't take anything with him.

The only thing he hoped for was to be in one piece. He had to be in high spirits to ensure that he could leave safely.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, Buddha depends on gold clothes, and even the dead have their own dead image.

If she left beautifully and perfectly, Lord Yin Si would still give her a good face when she reached the netherworld.

If you were sloppy and missing an arm or leg, when you reached the netherworld, the people of the netherworld would see you like this. If you were lucky, you would be whipped a few times.

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Who knows what he might become after being thrown into the Beast Path and reincarnated into?

However, these were all what Blue Jade's father said. In any case, it was just saying it. Blue Jade just listened to it like this.

Who knew if it was true or not?

If there really was a netherworld, why didn't anyone come out to take care of the chaos and demons?

Therefore, in fairy tales, everyone had their own opinions.

However, although Lan Yu's cheap father liked to talk about these folk rumors, he was like a little old man telling stories in a teahouse.

However, he had also taught Blue Jade his true abilities.

For example, how to sew a corpse, how to make it look good, what to pay attention to when sewing a corpse, how to put makeup on the corpse, and how to release a corpse with a lot of resentment.

He wrote some miscellaneous scriptures, folded Buddha paper, calligraphy, and so on.

In any case, it didn't look like a funeral parlor, but more like a hodgepodge of unorthodox practices.

Dong Dong Dong

"Is Mr. Lan here? There's a joyous occasion. Can you come out and receive it?”

Outside the door, a voice that was not loud but had a strong tone could be heard.

The happy event that person was talking about was the corpse.

This was the rule.

Outsiders were not allowed to say the words " funeral " or " death " at the entrance of the funeral parlor. The funeral parlor was a place of great danger.

If you say these things and agitate the corpse, then if something goes wrong, then everyone will have no fun.

That was why he was happy.

Lan Yu got up and tidied up her appearance before walking out unhurriedly.

He walked out of the door.

Three feet away from the door, a man dressed in luxurious clothes was leading a few men behind him to carry a coffin made of pear wood.

Blue Jade came out and swept a glance before saying,"What's the occasion, sir?"

"Yang Xi!"

The man looked at Lan Yu as he spoke. He clenched his fist and placed it an inch below his chest.

Although Lan Yu looked young, since he could come out of the funeral parlor, it proved that he had real ability.

The customers wouldn't ask too many questions. If they wanted to stop, they could communicate properly.

He felt that it was not reliable, so he carried it away and went to the next shop.

Seeing the man's actions, Lan Yu frowned.

The man who died was called Yang Xi, and the woman was called Yin Xi. Her clenched fist was placed an inch below her chest, which meant that she had died a tragic death.

Usually, those who died tragically did not look good. It was common for them to lose arms and legs.

Lan Yu felt a little unconfident.

However, since he was open for business, he couldn't chase him away. Moreover, he couldn't reject him.

As long as the corpse was fine.

"Do you understand the rules?"

"Understood!"

"Is 500,000 okay?"

Lan Yu nodded.

He said to the burly man carrying the coffin,"Bring it in."

A few strong men carried the coffin into the small courtyard that had been converted into a funeral parlor.

The leader looked at Lan Yu with a dispirited expression."This is me."

"Stop!"

"Guest, don't break the rules. The funeral parlor doesn't ask or answer. If you need anything, just do it.”

Lan Yu hurriedly shouted.

This was how people in this line of work worked.

The less you know, the less you suffer.

It was purely an employment relationship. No matter what happened in the future, whether it was people or other matters, they would not be blamed on the funeral parlor.

It was the same as how a professional would not lay a hand on a doctor.

There was a particular point to it.

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