Chapter 15 Gnome

Style: Girl Author: Jiang MuyunWords: 2023Update Time: 24/01/12 03:15:46
After walking out the door, we got into a taxi.

I couldn't see where to drive, so after thinking about it, I said something.

"I think it's better to talk it over if you have any concerns."

Chen Jiayan looked away from the window and turned to look at me: "Go ahead."

This was the first time I had such close contact with a girl. The streetlight shone on her face through the car window. Her fair face was covered with a layer of warm yellow, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

"Say it."

After she urged me like this, I came to my senses and cursed myself secretly: I'm so fucking worthless.

"Who are you?"

Chen Jiayan leaned against the car glass and was slightly startled: "Didn't I tell you, embalmer?"

"except this."

"No more."

I immediately asked, "What's the matter with half a fellow traveler?"

Chen Jiayan looked out the window and patted the driver's chair: "Master, stop the car."

After getting out of the car, I looked around and saw that the entire street was deserted.

There are funeral supplies shops on both sides of the road, each carrying black and white lanterns, which make a rustling sound when the wind blows.

This looks a bit creepy, but there's nothing weird about it.

Chen Jiayan looked around and whispered: "I don't know any Yin and Yang techniques, but I can feel the Yin Qi."

"I can feel every trace of yin."

My curiosity was completely aroused. I have never heard of such an ability in my whole life.

There is a saying in Taoist circles called opening the heavenly eye.

In fact, everyone has clairvoyance. Children under the age of 12 can indeed see the souls of the dead lingering in the world.

Once the person reaches the age of 12 and his destiny is complete, the Heavenly Eye will naturally close.

If you have to open your eyes, you can only dip a willow leaf in a boy's urine and rub it on your forehead and eyebrows, and you can see ghosts within a few minutes.

As for the ability to sense Yin Qi, it is even unheard of.

Seeing that I was still silent, Chen Jiayan whispered behind me: "There is someone squatting behind you."

After saying that, she gently closed her eyes and whispered: "I'm very resentful. I guess he's starving to death."

"If you don't believe it, you can try it."

I looked back at the empty intersection, hesitated, and asked, "What does this have to do with making money?"

"Let's be clear, I have a way to make money, but I don't have your skills. I can't make this money. So, I need someone with real skills."

I stared at her eyes for a while, but there was no dodge in her eyes.

However, I still asked: "Liu Shan has been in the funeral home for a long time, right? If you don't go to him, you will trust a stranger who just came."

It’s not that I have to think the worst of people, but there are actually a lot of doubts about this matter.

"You are different."

I laughed a few times: "Because I'm short of money?"

Chen Jiayan shook her head decisively: "You are short of money, but you don't want to cheat people out of their money."

Her words made me feel relieved, and my tight guard was broken down a lot.

"Let's go."

Chen Jiayan didn't say anything more, but led the way.

Finally, when she arrived at a funeral supplies store, she stopped, looked around, and picked a white chrysanthemum from the flowerpot in front of the door.

"Creak."

The broken wooden door was opened, and we walked in one after the other.

The shop is not big. At a glance, it is only about 20 square meters. There is an old gas bulb hanging above the head, and the dim light shines on the paper figures on the wall, which makes it look a bit uncomfortable.

At this time, a voice suddenly came out from behind me, which startled me.

I looked around and there was no one behind me.

I looked down and was so frightened that I took a few steps back. This man was standing next to my legs!

This person was no taller than my thighs, and he was wearing a red-and-green-flowered outfit.

I thought he was a child, but when he raised his head, I saw that this man had a half-inch beard, his forehead had wrinkles like deep grooves, and a scar ran through his left eye, making it impossible to tell whether he had his eyes open or closed. Eye.

This must be a dwarf, right?

On the contrary, Chen Jiayan was very calm. She bent down, knelt on one knee in front of the dwarf, and put the chrysanthemum she had just picked into his pocket.

The dwarf looked at the flowers on his chest, then looked up at me: "Bringing outsiders with you?"

When he opened his mouth, it seemed like there was a mouthful of old phlegm in his throat, which was hoarse and a little sticky.

Chen Jiayan waved her hands quickly: "No, no, this is one of our own."

The dwarf said no more, but stretched out his child-sized hand.

Chen Jiayan quickly took off the mourning cloth from her arm and handed it to him respectfully with both hands.

The dwarf climbed under the counter with his bow-legged legs, took out a writing brush, and scrawled something on the black cloth with blood-red ink.

After a while, the dwarf stood on the counter and wrapped Xiaobu around Chen Jiayan's left arm.

However, his eyes were full of profound meaning, a profound meaning that I couldn't understand.

Chen Jiayan looked at him with a frown and pursed lips, as if she had been cast on a body-fixing spell, and the two of them just looked at each other silently.

After a while, she suddenly pulled back, nodded to the dwarf, pulled me up and left.

I made these two people look confused. Where did this come from?

After walking out the door, I couldn't help but ask: "What were you two doing just now?"

Chen Jiayan weighed the backpack on her body and looked forward: "Xiao Bu is wrapped on the left side, which doubles the commission."

"Double?"

Chen Jiayan turned to look at me: "If you have any questions, I think I should tell you directly."

"We will probably make 20,000 yuan this time. When we finish the work, each of us will get half of it."

"The commission doubles, and the risk doubles. If you feel scared, just..."

Twenty thousand yuan is my salary for several years. In the face of poverty and famine, the risk seems not worth mentioning.

Money is so important to me!

I agreed directly without any hesitation: "Okay! But you have to let me prepare."

Chen Jiayan looked at her watch: "You have to hurry up. If we can't get it done before seven o'clock tomorrow morning, we won't be able to make the money."

I suddenly felt confused: "What kind of rule is this?"

She looked back at the funeral shop and whispered: "If someone does something evil, they will come here. Boss Wang will support both families, and there will be different people here to take orders. If it is not done before seven o'clock the next day, , this order will change hands, and naturally no money will be made."

Before I could say anything, she urged again: "Don't ask, I'll have plenty of opportunities to talk to you. Just prepare things first."