Ghost Shelter System

From noon to afternoon, Qin Kun and Chu Qianxun spent 5 hours here. The funeral parlor can almost be described as empty. When anyone who inquired heard that the funeral parlor was recruiting undertakers, cremators, etc., they all seemed to be running away.

Very few normal people would like to stay in a place like this.

As a result, Director Wang’s plan to expand enrollment fell through.

Qin Kun looked at the flyer and muttered: "Old Wang, who did you ask to design this list? The painting style is too ghostly. I told you not to go to those designers who have read too many supernatural novels..."

On the flyer, there are several Japanese-style ghost heads drawn, plus a group of funeral attendants doing white things. The background is a row of people playing music and accompanying people under a full moon, carrying a coffin. The lid of the coffin is still half open, and people are sitting inside. A corpse. The design style of this damn thing is melancholy and graceful, which stirs up the souls of those who look at it and makes it difficult to calm down. Is this a brochure that a funeral parlor should have?

Curator Wang seemed to feel that something was wrong, and whispered: "This was done by your aunt and her niece, a senior designer of an advertising company. I never knew that little girl would design like this..."

Qin Kun was speechless: "Old Wang, you didn't even look at the design once it was designed. You designed the flyer to be the same as the signing order issued by Yin Cao. You, even a Fengdu shopkeeper, can't do this!"

Curator Wang looked a little confused, blowing his beard and glaring: "Are you the leader or am I the leader? Can't we try out a new design this year? In the past, if the leaflets were quite satisfactory, no one would come!"

Qin Kun was finally convinced, but there was nothing he could do. The basic salary at the funeral parlor was 2,000+. Although there were plenty of bonuses, commissions, and subsidies, he still had to work for at least one year. Nowadays, the social atmosphere is impetuous, and everything is done at a fast pace. With a monthly salary of 2,000+, in a big city like Linjiang, it is better to go to a construction site and move bricks.

"What should we do? By the way, don't you know how to read faces? Why don't you show us who is suitable for this job? How about I go grab them?"

Qin Kun came up with another idea.

There's no other way, you can't recruit people to grab people from the head office, right? Nowadays, the older generation of the funeral parlor are too old. Apart from him, Director Wang is the youngest among the officially established staff. They are in urgent need of fresh blood.

I remember that a few years ago, I was a job seeker in the job market. I didn’t have enough food or clothing to keep me warm. I came from a small town to the city. If Director Wang hadn’t tricked me into going to a funeral parlor, I’d probably be living on the streets now.

Now that Lao Wang and the others are older, Qin Kun feels that he should make some contribution to the funeral home.

"Robbing? My funeral parlor's salary is not low anymore, so why rob? In the past, you had to give gifts and entertain guests for cremation and funerals! How come the world has changed all of a sudden."

After Director Wang finished talking, he had no idea what to do. Anyway, I don’t know when the business of funeral parlors, which is a direct business, would become less popular. On the contrary, the small shop where paper-tying people spent money became very popular. Every year when the time comes for sacrifices, there is a surge in the number of people.

Director Wang has no choice but to accept Qin Kun's idea now: "This is what you said, Xiao Qin, it depends on you whether our funeral home can recruit people this time! In this way, Lao Qu will guard the stall while I go to look for people. Man, you and Xiao Chu go to the other side to hand out flyers, and I’ll call you if there’s a suitable person.”

Qin Kun said: "It's done!"

Qin Kun and Chu Qianxun left the crowded talent market. They sat on a bench in a store and drank cold drinks.

"Qin Kun, I heard from my grandpa that Senior Wang is also a figure on the road of life and death. Why is it like this now? Is your funeral home so miserable?" Chu Qianxun told her what Chu Laoxian told her.

It turns out that in the 1970s, cremation had gradually become more popular and the funeral industry had become more complete. At that time, the LJ City Funeral Home was still called the "LJ City Cremation Factory". Director Wang was already a big player in the funeral industry at that time.

Funerals include wake-up, coffin support, eulogies, memorial texts, verses, mourning, paving the way, and funerals. A series of etiquette has been around since ancient times. In ancient times, people believed that only with complete etiquette can the deceased family members be safely sent to the underworld, so they scattered paper money. The music, playing and beating, and mourning are all done for the ghosts to watch. In this way, some sinister ghosts will be moved by the true feelings and be willing to guide the dead family members to the underworld.

Moreover, Director Wang is not only good at the funeral industry, but he also seems to have some skills related to ghosts. Similar to ancient alchemists, he can read the spirit and physiognomy. He often comes in contact with the dead. Director Wang can sometimes see at a glance. It was a little famous at that time to find out whether normal people have signs of "qi failure".

However, most people on the road of life and death keep a low profile. As Director Wang got older, he did not show much ability and started the funeral business peacefully.

I just didn't expect that this industry would one day decline.

"Etiquette and etiquette, the ancients paid attention to etiquette. I haven't read many books, but I also know that this etiquette is just for psychological comfort. It is normal for the funeral industry to decline. Nowadays, funeral etiquette is simple, and everyone who has seen it will know it. , who would hire a professional?”

Qin Kun said that if Lao Wang hadn't still held the title of curator, he would have been unemployed by now.

Nowadays, if you buy a cemetery, you can get one-stop funeral and burial services. The business atmosphere is too heavy.

Chu Qianxun said: "By the way, Qin Kun, have you ever thought about what you will do after you take the apprentice out?"

Qin Kun was startled. He was only 22 years old now. Although he entered society early, he was still a young man and had a lot of time beckoning to him. But Qin Kun didn't know what he was going to do.

He pinched his fingers and said: "In terms of money, I don't need much. I already have a house. I will buy a motorcycle in a while. The rest will be enough for my sister's daily expenses for college and her future dowry. Why don't you help me think about it?" What should I do?"

Chu Qianxun was well-informed, and Qin Kun thought she might have some good ideas.

Chu Qianxun lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked at Qin Kun with a smile: "How about coming to the Seven Star Palace? I'll give you double your salary. My grandpa said you are a malleable talent, and he can also teach you how to do rituals!"

Qin Kun curled his lips: "Miss, don't tease me...your grandfather is thinking about the 'travel money' in my hand. Don't worry, I will be the first to give it to your grandfather after I have it."

Chu Qianxun stuck out her tongue, but she didn't expect Qin Kun to see through her purpose.

Later, Chu Qianxun added: "Actually, life and death are all businesses related to the dead. They are either performing funerals or burying people, cutting clothes and making paper, or catching ghosts and bringing peace. There are so many strange things in the world. Since you are catching As for ghost masters, just open a 'ghost hunting agency'."

Chu Qianxun pondered: "Don't you have some very powerful ghost agents under you? Let's take them with you. Although you don't have the skills of the three Zhu Dou Fu Sects, your ability to directly control ghosts is unmatched by anyone in the south! There are many rich men along the coast who trust your skills."

Ghost Hunting Agency...

Qin Kun thought about it for a while. He completed the [Fierce Ghost Mission] now to maintain the daily food and clothing of his ghost bosses. There are not many ghosts in LJ City right now, so he can't complete any tasks to gain merit. If he can help other people solve their problems, catching ghosts will make things easier. , I wonder if the system will automatically generate tasks!

This advice is worth considering!

First, you can make money by helping others.

Second, catching ghosts can refine Yin candles, which can bring merits.

Third, it would be even better if the system automatically generates tasks!

Is it a bit too complicated to go out to hunt ghosts?

The local colleagues are not vegetarians. If they really get the job to go to other places, they are probably fierce ghosts or even evil spirits. The risk factor is still very high.

"I'm only level 20 now. It's time to try the Menggui PK platform and compete with other system hosts to see where the differences are. I believe that other hosts will also have my troubles, and I just have the opportunity to ask their opinions."

Qin Kun thought about it and made up his mind to go to the [Fierce Ghost PK Station] to ask about the situation. He put aside the suggestion of the Ghost Hunting Agency for the time being.

Qin Kun and Chu Qianxun chatted for a while, and then Director Wang called.

Qin Kun picked up: "Hey, Lao Wang, have you found the right one?"

"Found it! It's just something unexpected happened."

"Accident? What accident?"

Director Wang pondered for a while and then said: "The eight characters hide blood."

Eight characters...hidden blood?

Qin Kun was a little confused. He didn't understand Director Wang's terminology and asked in a low voice: "You mean that person is a murderer?"

Director Wang smiled bitterly and said: "I mean... that person has been killed. I don't know why he didn't die. He is a living dead!"

Qin Kun's hand holding the phone froze.

He turned his head and blinked: "Chu Qianxun, did your grandfather ever tell you what the living dead are?"

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