Funeral customization, let you have a mysterious past

Chapter 39 Zombie Funeral
In the outskirts of Haibin City, Baihe Cemetery.

Buried here are often rich or famous people.

A pickup truck carrying a coffin and portrait came from a distance, followed by many large and small vehicles.

When the vehicle is at the destination, it stops near the cemetery.

The coffin of the well-known writer Happy Horse Hunter was carried to the center of the cemetery, and some security personnel were outside to maintain order and select someone to let it go.

"We are the readers of the Happy Horse Hunter, so please let us in! We are going to make a final mourning and see the Great God off!"

"Yes! Let us in!"

A group of men, women, young and old, carrying travel bags, were kept out by a team of security guards.

In order to mourn him better, the relatives of the Happy Horse Hunter chose to temporarily build a tea shed in the center of the cemetery.

"Okay, let's start the mourning meeting and funeral!"

A thick male voice sounded, and then the scene began to play mourning music.

A group of people, about a hundred people, began to bow towards the portrait.

Lin Lan also mixed in, looking at the group of other people who were blocked outside, she couldn't help feeling a little thankful that she had arrived at the scene early.

In fact, he couldn't wait to see what the 1 million yuan funeral would look like, which made him very curious.

Just when Lin Lan was full of curiosity, a voice came from the system.

[Report to the host that the custom-made funeral does not meet the original content of 1 million yuan, do you need to change or maintain the original content]

When Lin Lan heard the system's reminder, she couldn't help being very puzzled. Then she recalled that when the well-known writer had the last phone call with her, it seemed that there were other requirements in it.

According to the request of the deceased, some of the main characters of his novels will also appear in the funeral procession.

It seems that that man really regards himself as an omnipotent god. The world and characters in his novels are completely conceived and fabricated by himself. How could he use the system to summon him and pay him a funeral?
[System, if the original content of the 1 million yuan funeral specification is followed, will there be any impact? 】

The system responded quickly.

[It doesn't have much impact, but it may affect the host's star rating for this order, and the host may not get merit points this time]

When Lin Lan heard this, she couldn't help but frown. For him, merit points are definitely a good thing.

Although money is a good thing, it is not everything.

As the saying goes, money is not everything, but without money, nothing is impossible.

But now Lin Lan can only live for about five years due to illness, and he still hopes that the merit points can be exchanged for life-saving items in the future!
So merit points are also very important to him now.

【System, if you modify the content of the funeral in this specification, how can you meet the customer's requirements?】

After a brief silence, the system immediately gave a solution.

At the same time, Lin Lan wondered, this system is a bit unreliable!
It is only now that I remind myself of such an important thing, and this is halfway through the memorial meeting.

[Response to the host, you can search for highly similar and matching characters requested by customers in the world of heavens and myriads of worlds, so as to pay him a funeral!]

Upon hearing this, Lin Lan immediately showed a secret delighted expression, and then gave instructions to the system in her heart.

[That's not too soon, just change it like this, and search for matching and highly similar characters in the heavens and myriad worlds! 】

【Searching...】

[The target has been searched, and the characters in the Myriad Worlds searched this time are as follows]

【Lin Fengjiao】

【The Twelve Immortals of Yaochi】

【The Ruthless Empress】

【Does the host want to replace some funeral figures of this specification?】

[Nonsense, quickly change]

Lin Lan gradually lost her patience, and quickly answered in her heart.

The funeral at the scene was soon in the middle of it. At this time, for some unknown reason, the sky began to gather dark clouds.

Jingle, Jingle.

A pleasant bell sound came from nowhere.

Everyone at the funeral heard the voice, and they began to wonder.

"You hear that? What's that sound? Kind of like a bell?"

A voice wondered at the funeral.

"Whatever! I'll cry for my father later!" Another voice said.

"Husband, why didn't you listen to my advice! I told you to pay more attention to your health. Now that you're fine, if you want so much money, you're gone, so what's the use of it!"

A woman's voice cried out loudly.

There was a man in the crowd whose lips curved upwards. This man was the deadly enemy who had been fighting the Free Horse Hunter all along.

In the future, no one will compete with me for the limelight, he thought to himself a little joyfully and selfishly.

ding ding dong...

The sound of the bell got closer and closer, and finally seemed to be right in front of everyone's ears.

This time, everyone, including those who had originally advised others to be quiet, was not calm anymore.

"Security! Don't let you let people in again!"

A stern voice shouted.

However, as soon as his words fell, a man in Taoist uniform appeared in the west of the cemetery.

"Look, there's someone there!" a voice shouted.

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by the person who made the sound, and sure enough there was a person there.

There's more than one, there seems to be a group of people behind him?
"Oh my god! How did those people come in? Isn't there a barren hill to the west of the cemetery?" Someone asked in confusion.

Just as everyone was starting to make noise, a woman spoke up.

"Security, come quickly, get those idlers out of the funeral!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, a group of security guards immediately ran towards the group of figures in the west direction from the east entrance.

When everyone saw this, they turned their heads, thinking that the group of uninvited guests would definitely be chased away by these vigorous security guards.

But what happened next, the incredible scene made everyone's scalp tingle.

As soon as the group of security guards rushed in front of the Taoist priest in yellow robes and a group of figures in black clothes and black hats, they immediately seemed to have seen something terrible.

"There are zombies!"

"Run!"

"My mother!"

A group of security guards shouted and screamed, with terrified and bewildered expressions on their faces.

If the people who were not present knew that this was the scene of a memorial service, they would probably have thought it was a movie.

"Huh? Why are you running? Don't want labor fees?"

The woman who called the security earlier reprimanded loudly.

"That's right, are all the security guards so timid now? A group of people in strange clothes scare you like this? Hahaha!" Writer Yun Jianke couldn't help echoing.

I really didn't expect to see a joke when I came to send my rival who had been competing with me for a ride.

The stunned security guards did not want to turn around and explain, but just ran away from the scene, leaving the people waiting outside the scene confused.

(End of this chapter)