I run a funeral home, I don't know how to teach people how to slay demons

In the hazy darkness, a little light gradually lit up.

At first it was just a small spot of light, but soon it illuminated everything around.

Lu Changsheng covered his eyes and slowly sat up, his hands still half covering his eyes, trying to adapt to the sudden light.

When his vision gradually became clear, he was surprised to find that he was in an environment that was both familiar and slightly unfamiliar.

Rows of urns, some of which were obviously overpriced and still had the smell of paint that had not completely solidified.

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Through the thin curtain, you can still see a small mourning hall, which is simply decorated but clean.

"So am I in a dream?"

"Speaking of this layout, isn't it the layout of Changsheng Hall in Lincheng?"

"That's good now, Changsheng Hall has really become a century-old store."

Lu Changsheng chuckled and subconsciously touched his side.

A thick mountaineering bag lay quietly beside him, and Lu Changsheng was not in a hurry to contact his teammates.

He first stood up and stretched his body, moving his limbs. Then he reached into the void with one hand, and pulled out the inky black sword of the Ten Thousand Gods with his fingers horizontally.

With a slight lift of his fingers, a cool and dark flame instantly jumped at the fingertips, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped several degrees.

"The Ten Thousand Gods Sword is fine, the Netherworld Fire is fine, the God Spirit is fine, and there is no need to try the Wrath of Revenge."

"Yani did not give me any hints, and I have not forgotten my true identity."

"It seems that this dream cannot break through the defense of the [God Spirit]. At most, it can only drag me into this dream. No matter how much influence and intervention, it can't do it."

"This ability is a bit similar to Xiao Heizi's ability."

"It changes the world around me, but it can't affect my body."

"Maybe the God Spirit judged that it had no ill will towards me, so it didn't stop it."

Lu Changsheng murmured softly.

After confirming that his strength was not affected in any way, Lu Changsheng slowly opened the mountaineering bag and took out the small walkie-talkie.

"I'm Lu Changsheng, and I'm currently at Changsheng Hall."

"The specific location is... No. 343-1, Nanxiang Street."

Lu Changsheng turned to the door and said to his house number.

"Got it." "Got it." "Got it."

After waiting for about 10 seconds, the voices of other people came from the intercom one after another.

While waiting for others, Lu Changsheng sat down on the steps outside the store and observed this dream world.

On both sides of the street, there are blue brick and black tile buildings in a staggered manner. The shop signs are mostly wooden carvings, with various shop names written in wide font.

The street is not wide, but it is clean and tidy, and moss can occasionally be seen on the stone road.

Most pedestrians are dressed in long gowns and jackets, and the men wear melon-shaped hats and are in a hurry. The ladies are dressed in various embroidered gauze skirts, holding round fans, and lightly shuttled through the crowd.

Children wearing coarse cloth clothes were playing and frolicking on the street corners, with bursts of laughter coming from time to time. In the distance, one could vaguely hear the old-fashioned singing from the teahouse, which was high-pitched and full of charm.

The time in the dream was early in the morning, and the street vendors were hawking enthusiastically, and the strong atmosphere of the market was everywhere.

Lu Changsheng opened his hands and looked down at his long gown and jacket, and he felt vaguely like he had returned to the Republic of China in his previous life.

While waiting for someone, Lu Changsheng bought a basket of freshly baked steamed buns on the roadside. He habitually wanted to use his mobile phone to scan the code to pay, but found that he didn't bring his mobile phone in at all.

Fortunately, there were still a few crumpled banknotes in his trouser pockets, otherwise he would have to bite the bullet and return the steamed buns to the owner.

The first person to find Lu Changsheng was Duan Xiaorou, who was wearing a light embroidered gauze skirt and her long hair was tied into two braids.

"Boss Lu, am I the first one to arrive?" Duan Xiaorou grabbed the steamed bun in Lu Changsheng's hand and was about to put it in her mouth, but she retracted her hand because of the heat.

In order not to drop the bun on the ground, she could only blow air while constantly switching between her left and right hands.

"Well, did you get any useful information on the way?" Lu Changsheng pinched the steamed bun with two fingers and bit off most of it. The meat fragrance and soup exploded in his mouth, which was completely the same as in reality.

If he was not very conscious, it would not be impossible to really regard this place as reality.

"Don't mention it. I asked several passers-by on the road, but no one was willing to tell me where the treasure was. I was also teased by several people. How could I indulge them?"

"I slipped away after a big beating, and didn't ask anything."

Duan Xiaorou said angrily.

You didn't listen to a word of what Liu Qilin told you before...

Lu Changsheng shook his head speechlessly.

At this moment, at the end of the road, a loud shouting mixed with the sound of galloping horses came from far away.

The pedestrians on the street, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, hid in the shops on the roadside.

Even the funeral shop that was usually avoided by Changshengtang, had several passers-by hiding in it.

Fight!

A young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face and an arrogant smile. He was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, and his clothes fluttered in the wind.

He stood on a carriage with intricate decorations and exquisite carvings. The carriage was made of ebony and inlaid with gold edges and gems, showing the owner's extraordinary identity and status.

The young man held a whip inlaid with gemstones and whipped the horse from time to time. The horse opened its eyes wide, panted continuously, and ran wildly with four hooves, rolling up clouds of dust.

"Gee! Gee! Get out of the way! Anyone who blocks me will die!" The young man shouted wildly, his voice full of arrogance and arrogance.

He ignored the panic and avoidance of passers-by, and only drove wildly, as if the whole street was his private territory, allowing him to trample on it at will.

After the young man in brocade clothes, several more carriages followed closely. Although the workmanship and materials were not as good as the first young man, it can be seen that the young men driving the carriages were all wealthy families.

"Are you racing here in broad daylight?"

"Who will be held responsible if someone is killed?"

Duan Xiaorou cursed at the running carriage with dissatisfaction.

On the last carriage, a young man turned back suddenly and stared at Duan Xiaorou fiercely, as if he wanted to remember her appearance.

Unfortunately, the carriage was running too fast, and it disappeared at the end of the road after just a few seconds.

"Are you going to die?" A girl hiding in the store quickly covered Duan Xiaorou's mouth and said with some fear.

"That's the Zhou family. If you offend them, you won't even be able to die."

"Zhou family?" Lu Changsheng frowned slightly. He didn't expect to get information about Zhou Yi so quickly.

"Girl, is there a young man named Zhou Yi in the Zhou family you mentioned?"

As he said that, Lu Changsheng handed over the steamed bun in his hand.

It's not good to ask people questions empty-handed.

The girl waved her hand slightly, rejecting Lu Changsheng's kindness. She looked around and made sure that the young men driving the cars had gone far away, so she dared to lower her voice and whisper.

"You are not locals, right?"

"How can there be a person named Zhou Yi in the Zhou family?"