Undertaker: An actor, he insisted on asking me to paint dark makeup

　　"The deceased is now in the inner room on the second floor, which is where he usually rests."

　　"Except the owner put her shroud, the rest of the place has not been touched for half a minute. I will wait for you to enter the burial ceremony. It is safe to enter the coffin as soon as possible."

　　Go up to the second floor.

　　Old Yang Tou took out a talisman wrapped in red paper from his arms and handed it to Su Yu, "Take it."

　　"Whether it's useful or not, putting it on your body can be considered a comfort to yourself."

　　"Speaking of which, this is what I asked for in the hands of a Taoist priest in Kyoto last year. At that time, I only asked for three, and I didn't give any more."

　　Su Yu silently took the paper bag and put it in his pocket, slightly puzzled.

　　"Old Yangtou, you have been doing this kind of shady funeral for more than ten years. Why did you only think of buying some amulets last year?"

　　The old Yangtou sighed and said helplessly.

　　"This person is old, but he is afraid of dying. He always feels that in our business, he may have been entangled by something."

　　"You want to say whether there are ghosts or gods in the world, but I don't really believe it, so I take it as a comfort in my heart."

　　"correct."

　　"I saw a hot piece of news this morning about a little star named Baoli who was suddenly found dead in a love hotel."

　　"I don't have an inch on my body, and the blood that came from nowhere stained the sheets red."

　　"The most terrifying thing is that face. It has a picture of a geisha with blood and tears. It looks very strange. Everyone is guessing why she died."

　　"You said this person, why did he suddenly disappear..."

Chapter [-] The Dead Who Can't Rest

　　died?

　　After Su Yu heard the news from Lao Yang's mouth, he raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was not too surprised.

　　From the moment the actor decided to get tattoos, he was doomed to not survive that night.

　　As for why he died.

　　No one knows, and no one will investigate.

　　But it also made his dream come true once and made headlines, just in the appearance of a corpse.

　　Go to the end of the second floor.

　　A room hung with lanterns and attached to the elegiac couplet came into view.

　　The door was closed, and the pale light was printed on the door, making some hair stand up.

　　Seeing this scene, Su Yu asked with a little doubt.

　　"The bitter master is inside?"

　　"Why are there no relatives and family members present? Just the two of us?"

　　Old Yangtou stood in front of the door, took a deep breath and said slowly.

　　"The bitter master is lying in it."

　　"Because there is a taboo on the owner's side, relatives and family members cannot be present when the deceased is buried, so they also take advantage of this time to contact other relatives and friends, and after the funeral is over, they will be buried in the coffin to be safe."

　　"The owner's coffin entry time is twelve o'clock at noon, and there are still four hours left. Let's hurry up. If the time is delayed, it is estimated that there will be another quarrel."

　　"Let's go, let's go see the bitter master together."

　　After speaking, Lao Yangtou no longer hesitated, bowed his hands in front of him, and slowly opened the door.

　　The two then walked into the room.

　　An overcast wind from nowhere blew up, causing Lao Yang's head to shudder involuntarily.

　　The decoration of the room is extremely simple, without any luxury, and even the simplicity makes people feel weird, not like someone living in a villa.

　　On the side against the wall was the bed, on which a woman was lying quietly, her face covered with a white cloth.

　　Su Yu is also quite experienced, and he has been involved in burials for many dead people.

　　With just a glance, without seeing her face, you can tell that the woman is not very old.

　　Old Yang Tou took out three sandalwood incense sticks from his bag, set them aside, turned his head and said to Su Yu.

　　"Come on Su Yu."

　　"I'm here to help you this time, hurry up and finish the burial, so that you can move on to the next step."

　　Su Yu nodded, handed a red silk thread to Lao Yang's head, and gestured with unquestionable eyes.

　　"Tie this red thread on your wrist. If the red thread falls off automatically, remember to stop immediately."

　　Old Yang was stunned for a moment, but he was a bachelor and tied the red silk thread directly to his hand, muttering to himself.

　　"Is there such a rule?"

　　"Why don't I remember the business of burial, and the rules for tying red silk threads."

　　Hearing Lao Yangtou's doubts, Su Yu did not explain much.

　　In fact, if it was yesterday, he didn't know there was such a rule.

　　This is also the burial ceremony recorded in the I Ching full note rewarded by the system.

　　People die for seven days, and the souls of the dead survive.

　　The red thread on his hand is to lock his own yang energy, so as not to suffer the collision of the dead and the undead, and be contaminated with the yin and evil energy.

　　It also serves as an early warning.

　　If the red thread suddenly falls off, it means that the matter must not continue.

　　Forcibly disregarding it, you will only suffer retribution.

　　After everything is ready.

　　Su Yu also put aside the brushes, paints and other objects.

　　Hold your breath and reach out.

　　Slowly tore off the white cloth covering the deceased's face.

　　A bloodless, pale, slightly wrinkled face appeared in front of the two of them.

　　But what's weird and terrifying is that the deceased's eyes were wide open, and the pupils were cloudy and looked straight up.

　　Su Yu glanced at Lao Yang's head subconsciously, and there was an inquiry in his eyes.

　　Arguably.

　　Most of the owners of the owner will close the eyes of the deceased when they help to put on the shroud, which means to go away with peace of mind and ignore the affairs of the world.

　　It is extremely rare to have his eyes wide open like this.

　　Old Yang tilted his head and didn't dare to look directly at Su Yu, his throat twitched up and down, looking slightly nervous.

　　Seeing this, Su Yu already had some thought in his heart, and stretched out his hand to cover the deceased's forehead.

　　Gently stroked down from above, trying to close the eyes of the deceased.

　　In any case, the dead are the greater.

　　It is the most important thing to let him close his eyes safely and dress for the funeral.

　　Su Yu reached down and closed the deceased's eyes.

　　The originally ferocious and terrifying face suddenly became much quieter.

　　But in three seconds!

　　The closed eyes of the deceased suddenly opened on their own, and the cloudy eyes stared at the sky.

　　This is it!

　　Don't rest your eyes! ! !

　　Ps: Ask for flowers, monthly passes, evaluation tickets, and evaluations.

Chapter [-] Three joys in life, promotion and fortune, death of wife

　　After a person dies, everything rests, not thinking about everything that happened during his lifetime.

　　Pity, regret, remorse and other emotions will all disappear in a flash.

　　But now the situation in front of Su Yu is extremely strange.

　　The deceased opened his turbid eyes wide and never wanted to close his eyes to rest in peace.

　　Even though Su Yu had tolerated other deceased people before, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

　　The dead man who cannot rest in peace.

　　Even if there is no monstrous grievance, there must be some obsession in his heart, otherwise he would be reluctant to close his eyes and rest in peace.

　　After staring at the pale face of the deceased in front of him, Su Yu stood up and took a deep breath.

　　"what on earth is it?"

　　"Your eyes are wide open, your pupils are cloudy, you can't rest your eyes, what are you hiding, old Yangtou?"

　　Lao Yang shrank his neck and tried to endure the fear in his heart and explained, "What's going on? Isn't it because the muscles are slack and the eyelids can't be closed?"

　　"Don't worry, Su Yu, if you think she's scary, then I'll pull her eyelids down, and you can give her a rough makeup."

　　"The owner doesn't need to paint that kind of delicate makeup, just paint a light makeup before his death."

　　"You can get [-] yuan with just a few makeup strokes. Where can you find this kind of business? If it wasn't for the old man, I wouldn't be able to paint dark makeup, I would have done it myself."

　　Done here.

　　Old Yangtou is also quite a bachelor, and he intends to reach out and touch the cheek of the deceased.