When Zhao Youliang got up at dawn the next day to start business, he heard good news and bad news.
The bad news is that another person died last night;
The good news is that it was not the innocent residents who died, but the surnames of the five major families.
And it is said that the death condition was extremely miserable: when he was discovered by neighbors in the morning, he was completely a pile of rotten flesh.
I'll go, it won't take long if this continues, and the five major surnames will all be dead.
After they die, will other residents be in danger?
No, I have to think of a way quickly...
Because other people were very kind to Zhao Youliang and Sister Yingchun, Zhao Youliang didn't want everyone to suffer misfortune.
This is what goes around.
Just when Zhao Youliang was thinking anxiously, policeman Xiao Zhao walked up to him with a sad face.
Zhao Youliang hurriedly asked: "Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you? Don't tell me that the dirty guy dragging the sack is tormenting you again."
Xiao Zhao slowly shook his head when he heard this: "That's not true."
"But I went to the City God's Temple yesterday as you told me, but Grandma City God ignored me at all!"
"Hey, if you take a good look at Quantum, I really won't be able to live for a few more days?!"
After listening to policeman Xiao Zhao's words, Zhao Youliang remembered that the city god's grandma had said that he would never care about the affairs of the town.
While sighing, Zhao Youliang looked at policeman Xiao Zhao carefully.
This sight made me even more emotional: Good guy, yesterday he was only covered by black air between his eyebrows, but now this black air has covered his entire forehead.
The standard "black clouds suppress" appearance is dead!
"Zhao, Brother Zhao, do you want me to tell the truth?"
Seeing Zhao Youliang's expression, police officer Xiao Zhao had already made a rough guess.
So I almost didn't cry.
Although he is a policeman, who at such a young age would want to die!
What's more, even if you die, you have to die with honor, right?
What's the point of being "fascinated" by dirty things? It's so frustrating!
"Quantum, is there any other way you can help me?"
"To be honest, I really don't have enough life!"
"Well, if the two masters Mao Keng and Maotai were still there, maybe they could do something about it."
Hearing police officer Xiao Zhao talk about Mao Keng Lao Tao, Zhao Youliang remembered that he had the other party's mobile phone number.
"Brother Zhao, how about I call and ask for you?"
"Yeah, yeah, ask quickly! Why didn't you tell me if I had a phone call!" Xiao Zhao nodded repeatedly when he heard this.
It's like being afraid that if it's too late, you won't be able to wait.
The call was quickly connected, and the calm voice of Master Mao Keng came from over there.
"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."
"Young friend Youliang, do you have anything to do with Pindao?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang hurriedly gave the phone to Xiao Zhao: "Master Dao, please wait a moment. I'll let Brother Zhao talk to you himself."
"You guys know each other, so I won't be in the middle of the conversation."
After giving the phone to police officer Xiao Zhao, the stingy Zhao Youliang didn't pay attention to what they said, but silently counted the call time.
Without it, Zhao, who was scared of poverty, just worried about the phone bill.
In fact, this is not to blame for Zhao Youliang being stingy. Who has never experienced his sufferings can understand the hardships.
Just imagine: a child who has just turned eighteen has taken on all the burdens of the family.
Not only do I have to make money to treat my adoptive father’s illness, but I also have to support my sister’s education in college!
And this persistence lasted four years... Zhao Youliang is only twenty-two years old now!
More than twenty minutes later, police officer Xiao Zhao finally hung up the phone.
Zhao Youliang didn't have time to worry about his phone bill, so he asked quickly.
"Brother Zhao, what did Master Dao say? Can you help this matter?"
Police officer Xiao Zhao nodded excitedly: "It can be saved, Master Dao said it can be saved!"
"Let me hold on as long as possible and don't die for the time being. In a few days, the higher authorities will send experts to our place to deal with that zombie."
"I'm an expert who can handle walking zombies, but I can't handle the sack ghosts that are bothering me easily!"
After hearing what Xiao Zhao said, Zhao Youliang was also happy for him, so he didn't complain about "try to hold on and don't die for now."
"That's great, Brother Zhao!"
"Then please be careful these days. As I said before: don't leave your police uniform, and try not to leave your police station."
"Also, if you can carry a gun, try to carry it with you. Guns can also ward off evil spirits!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Policeman Xiao Zhao nodded repeatedly when he heard this.
"I'll go back to the station and apply to be on duty in the prison for the next few days."
"There are armed police forces inside, I should be safer next to them!"
After seeing off Xiao Zhao who had regained hope, Zhao Youliang went straight to the coffin shop.
Of course Zhao Youliang knows the importance of "keep your fists in your hands and your music in your mouth", so he must seize the opportunity to practice every day.
When he arrived at the coffin shop, Old Liu Tou was already sitting in his usual seat waiting for him.
First, he told Zhao Youliang that he must be careful recently as all the ghosts on the night walk came out, and then he started to instruct him on the essence of paper-tying.
Miraculously, although Zhao Youliang has average qualifications, he has made rapid progress in practice.
In just over half a month, I have learned half of Old Liu Tou's skills.
The difference between him and Old Liu Tou is just the depth and proficiency of his Taoism.
Because of this, Old Liu Tou became more and more satisfied with his successor.
"Quantum, as long as you don't die midway, you will definitely be able to develop our technology!"
...
By the time Zhao Youliang finished his practice and left the coffin shop, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon.
While he was walking and thinking about what to eat for lunch, Li Mao's shout suddenly came from behind him.
"Quantum, Quantum, please slow down and wait for me!"
"Oh, isn't this Li Mao?" Zhao Youliang said with a smile.
"Why are you calling me, inviting me to dinner at noon?!"
Li Mao also laughed when he heard this: "You don't need me to invite you, we can go to the dead man's house to have dinner together."
"The second uncle of that family is organizing a funeral today."
Here’s a special explanation at this point in the story: During a funeral in the northern countryside, people in the same village don’t necessarily have to give money to eat.
As long as you help, you can go and eat.
Even if you don’t help, you can go in time for lunch.
And the more people who go, the better the popularity of the host family.
On the other hand, it would be embarrassing if no one went.
There is a curse word in rural areas: Do you think this family is unpopular? No one will lift him up even if he dies!
Zhao Youliang originally didn't want to go. After all, he had completely broken up with the five major surnames headed by Guo Zhengde.
But then I thought about it: I'm a bastard who doesn't want to take advantage of me.
Even if they go to eat, can they drive themselves out? !
Eat one meal and save one meal, save one meal and save one meal...
Zhao Youliang, who came here with the intention of taking advantage, regretted it when he got to the dead man's house.
To be precise, I was scared!
I saw an evil ghost behind everyone in the yard.
The evil ghost bent his waist, lowered his head, put his hands on the waist of the living person in front, and followed behind him step by step.
He repeated bitterly: "You deserve to die, you all have to die..."
