Chapter 1 I'm Going to Haunt You!

I didn't expect Ye Yang and Xiao Ying to solve the problem halfway.

The two spent a lot of money to buy themselves a set of outfits. Ye Yang turned himself into a white-robed swordsman with his hair in a topknot, and hung Leng Yan (Cold Flame) directly on his waist. Xiao Ying got a set of figure-hugging short boots, and carried both a long spear and a large bow on her back.

At first glance, they looked like a couple playing ancient costume cosplay.

The two of them swaggered into Beishui Ancient Town with a group of young people playing Hanfu.

I watched the two of them walk away and said, "Ye Yang, that showoff!"

Lin Zhao also gritted his teeth and said, "When they come out, watch me not take Yingying back and give her a good interrogation!"

I raised my hand and flicked Lin Zhao back to the passenger seat: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and check the developer's information."

Lin Zhao covered his head and pouted, "That developer died two years ago, which was exactly when Beishui Ancient Town was completed."

"The developer was still having a celebration banquet with friends the night before. The next morning, he was found dead at a three-way intersection a few kilometers away from Beishui Ancient Town, with his eyes still open."

"At that time, Beishui Ancient Town had just been completed, and several shareholders were afraid of negative news, so they suggested that the family deal with it in a low-key manner."

"After the developer's wife took the money, she ran away with it. The body has been left in the funeral home without cremation. If you want to find the developer, you can only go to the funeral home. I suggest you go find the living, like those shareholders."

I shook my head and said, "I'm not looking for the living, I'm looking for the dead. Let's go to the funeral home first."

When we arrived at the funeral home, we saw a recruitment notice posted at the door: "Night Shift Temporary Worker Wanted for the Morgue."

Lin Zhao and I looked at each other and went straight to the director's office. As soon as I got to the door, I heard someone slamming the table inside and saying, "You said you... you've already been doing it for half a month, what's two more days? I'll pay you once a week, and a salary of five thousand yuan a week isn't enough?"

Another young man's voice replied, "It's not about the money, I really can't take it anymore. Director, please let me go!"

Faced with the young man's pleading, the director's tone softened: "You see, I've already posted the recruitment advertisement. Please hold on for two more days. I've offered such a high salary, I believe someone will come to apply soon."

"Even if no one applies, I guess old Sun will be back soon. When he comes back, I'll let you go right away. You hold on, I'll have the kitchen cook you two more dishes tonight, and improve the quality of the wine, you hold on for two more days."

The room was silent for a while, probably because the person was still hesitating.

I immediately knocked on the door and walked in: "Excuse me, which one is the director? I'm here to apply for the temporary job."

The young man sitting in front of the desk stood up immediately: "Director, isn't someone here? I can go now."

"Wait!" The director stopped the man, looked me up and down, and then looked at Lin Zhao standing behind me: "Are you both here to apply? Do you know each other?"

The other party saw me nod, then said: "Do you know how to watch the morgue at night?"

The young man, before I could speak, snatched the words: "He doesn't, I'll teach him!"

"Don't talk!" The director scolded the young man and then said to me: "Tell me, what does this job require?"

I looked at the director and said, "One person, two cups of wine, don't feel cold, don't stand in front of the light when you see people. Don't look left or right when you open the door, don't collect money in the middle of the night."

What I said were the rules for guarding the Yizhuang (charitable mortuary) in ancient times. In the old days, coffins that could not be buried temporarily were placed in the Yizhuang. It is actually not a problem to understand the Yizhuang as an ancient morgue.

As soon as the young man heard me speak, he became even happier: "Director, look, he knows the rules, just let him continue!"

The director looked me up and down again: "Have you done this before?"

"No!" I shook my head and said, "These were all told to me by my elders. My elders used to watch the Yizhuang."

"Oh!" The director nodded: "Then can you buy water to clean faces? Are you afraid of washing the dead?"

"Yes!" I nodded and said, "Do you have an octagonal well here?"

"Yes, yes..." The director was happy now: "Xiao Zhao, go and hand over the work to this... what's your name?"

The director then remembered to ask me my name: "Go and hand over to Xiao Li, and after the handover, you can go to the accounting office to settle the bill. Xiao Li, do a good job, if you do well, staying here long-term is not a problem. I'll give you a salary of six thousand a week."

"If this little brother of yours is willing, he can stay too, the salary and benefits are the same."

After the director personally sent me out the door, Xiao Zhao kept urging me to leave. I followed behind the other party unhurriedly and said, "Do you think you can run away just because I took your job?"

"If you run away today, you won't need three days before you come back horizontally. At that time, I'll be the one washing your face, but don't open your eyes!"

Xiao Zhao shivered at the time: "Brother Li, don't scare me, these things are not a joke."