How Terrible Can Grief Be?

Chapter 39: Funeral Service

Considering that Fairy Lei Xue sent a paper doll to deliver invitations last night, Qin Shou guessed that this hidden spirit was most likely hiding in the crematorium at this time, and maybe he had made preparations with other hidden spirits!

The Wan'an Conference will not be held until tomorrow night. Being able to understand the situation one day in advance will be somewhat surprising to the other party. At least it will make the other party's careful preparations become hasty!

This kind of opportunity is not an opportunity. It's better to have it than not, right?

Wang Shan, who put the thunder gun in the safe, did not feel at ease.

After struggling for a long time, she finally hid the safe under the bed.

The phone number of the funeral home has been opened. After the other party heard that they wanted double funeral one-stop services, they offered to send a car to pick them up. It is estimated that they will arrive in 10 minutes.

After making the call, Wang Shan seemed to have ignored Qin Shou in her mind. After choosing a set of casual clothes with a monotonous color and a more business-like color from the wardrobe, she changed her clothes.

At this time, Qin Shou did not go to appreciate it for the first time. Instead, he controlled the eight thin wires in the TV and quietly hid in the doll.

In addition to the two thin threads tied to the eyes that are about to fall out, there are now a total of 10 threads hidden in the doll named "Xiao Xiao".

If you add the one in Wang Shan's mind, it would be 11, which shows how much he attaches importance to this industry!

You must know that the consciousness intensity of each two-meter-long thin line exceeds the consciousness of his other half!

The 11 thin threads added together must be more than 6 complete thoughts.

If calculated based on the previous promotion time, the Hidden Spirit that takes 21 hours to be promoted is likely to be three times stronger than the Can Nian that takes 7 hours to be promoted.

Even if this calculation is wrong, it won't be killed in one encounter, right?

What's more, the thin thread of consciousness is simply not comparable to ordinary consciousness!

Not to mention that the two self-created skills of "Condensation into Rope" and "Bounce Snake" are more practical. The key is that the speed of swallowing the thin thread of consciousness is really amazing. Once it penetrates the opponent's consciousness, it will be invincible!

Therefore, Qin Shou attaches great importance to it, but he is not very afraid, let alone whether he can escape.

As long as the opponent is not able to fly in the sky like "Li Hu", in terms of running speed on the ground, he is full of confidence in "Xiao Xiao"'s long legs!

When he was running at full speed with this exquisite little doll at 1 o'clock in the morning, he clearly passed by the old lady setting up the stall, but the boss could not see him except that he felt a hurricane passing by!

A conservative estimate is that the maximum speed of straight-line running should be no less than 300 kilometers per hour. He is even confident that it can compete with high-speed rail!

After changing her clothes, Wang Shan seemed to think of Qin Shou in her mind again. She held her doll in her arms and went out without saying a word. Her fair and pretty face suddenly turned red.

Zhizhi~

She stood on the side of the road and waited for about three minutes. A black car rolled up a cloud of dust and stopped.

"Hello beauty, is this the funeral home you contacted?"

"Yes, I am Wang Shan!"

"You've been waiting for a long time. Please get in the car. I will take you to our company right now!"

The male driver was wearing sunglasses. He looked less than 30 years old and had a relatively standard figure.

He would grin after every sentence and show his white teeth, which made a very good first impression.

"Wait a minute, let me take a picture first!"

"No, our company has professional photographers and embalmers."

Click, click~

Before the male driver finished speaking, the smile suddenly solidified on his face.

How could he have imagined that this beautiful woman named Wang Shan would be taking pictures of him with her cell phone?

And after taking two or three pictures in a row, he went around to the front of the car and took a picture of the license plate number.

Phew~

"Sisters, if you don't see my reply every 10 minutes, call the police! You must save this person's photo so that the police can find it!"

Phew~

"receive!"

"Don't worry, Shanshan!"

boom!

Wang Shan, who closed the car door forcefully, seemed to be relieved. Seeing that the driver was still stunned, she couldn't help but frowned and said, "What are you doing standing there? Let's go!"

"hehe."

The male driver shook his head vigorously and smiled again, "Care for the journey of life and devote yourself to the true love of the world!

Hello Ms. Wang Shan, Wanan Funeral Home Zhou Mingyang, we are happy to serve you, please fasten your seat belts!

Our company has recently launched the ultimate package and diamond package. In addition to the treasure-level cemetery carefully selected by Feng Shui masters, there is also an 18-mile send-off and a memorial meeting for 100 people!

In addition, we will provide you with services such as crying, tomb-sweeping, and flower-laying on holidays such as Qingming Festival and death anniversaries for 3 to 10 years!

As long as 188,000 and 288,000, you can be loyal and filial without leaving home, and become a role model among all the filial sons in Wan'an Garden."

"Wait a minute! What's the difference between these two packages? Is there any better one?"

"There are some, there are differences! But I recommend you to learn about the supreme king package first!"

The male driver suddenly became excited and gripped the steering wheel. "The King's package is only 488,000. Not only does the cemetery have unique feng shui, it comes with century-old butler-level service, and you can also buy one and get one free."

After driving along Wan'an Road for 3 kilometers, the car climbed up the winding mountain road and quickly shuttled through the dense cypress forest.

Perhaps because she saw a lot of paper money scattered along the road, Wang Shan, who had initially confirmed to purchase the King's Package, stopped talking and stared at the mottled shade of the trees, her expression gradually became serious.

The male driver turned his head to look at her and introduced her attentively: "This little paper money is nothing! It's exactly 18 miles from the crematorium to Wan'an Garden. The paper money there is as thick as snow!"

As he was talking, someone had stuck a few tattered and brightly colored paper figures on the roadside, which frightened Wang Shan and she half-closed her eyes in fear.

"Who is so wicked that he can throw paper figures around? Really."

The driver cursed a few words when he saw this, after all, Wang Shan had become his most distinguished guest at this time.

When the car turned another 360-degree turn, several antique buildings built on the top of the mountain and the large iron chimney in the remote area were half hidden and half visible in the shade of the trees.

Qin Shou, who released his perception, began to carefully shrink his consciousness.

Although he did not find any negative energy in the air, there was a cold breath of unknown origin, and it was mixed with a faint odor!

This odor did not come from the spirit, but from the impurities released by the corpse when it burned at high temperature, which seemed to have been specially treated.

There were obviously more paper money on both sides of the road, and gradually all kinds of tattered paper figures of bull-headed and horse-faced people, black and white impermanence, handsome men and beautiful women, etc.

Wang Shan, who came to the crematorium for the first time, shivered slightly and hugged the doll he possessed tightly in his arms for comfort.

Fortunately, the car finally arrived at the top of the mountain after turning a few more corners and stopped in front of the square of a five-story building in the style of a temple.

"Hello, Ms. Wang Shan, please follow me!"

The female staff member who was waiting on the side to receive the guests came forward and opened the car door, "I am Xiao Chen from Wan'an Funeral Home, the one who just answered your call!

Please come with me to understand the specific project content. After we sign the contract, Xiao Zhou will send you back!"

Wang Shan, who had just got off the car, immediately looked at the various stone statues placed around curiously, but suddenly felt a headache, his legs softened and squatted on the ground, his eyes went black and he almost fainted from the pain.

This Qin Shou!

Why did he bite people again for no reason?

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