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

early morning.

"Master! Master! Get up!"

Lu Changsheng was woken up by a small hand in his daze. He straightened up with difficulty and opened his eyes in pain.

"Jia'er...didn't you register yesterday? You probably didn't have class today..." Lu Changsheng stretched and said a little confused.

"Today is the weekend and there are no classes. There is a guest outside and you have been asked to receive it." Gu Jia handed the work clothes to Lu Changsheng's hand and explained.

"Ah? Is the business in Yaoguang City so easy? We have just opened the door, and there is already business coming to the door?" Lu Changsheng regained his energy and quickly changed into his work clothes.

He put on a professional regretful face and walked steadily towards the hall.

"Guest, please have your condolences."

"Which is the most expensive set meal in your store?"

The speaker was an old man with silver eyebrows and white hair, with a wrinkled face and bright eyes embedded in deep eye sockets.

The old man's voice was not loud, but it contained majesty. The aura of a superior person could not be hidden.

"Guest, you are really discerning. Currently, the most expensive and best set meal in our store is..." Lu Changsheng had just picked up the flyer and was about to explain it carefully when he was interrupted by the old man.

"I want it." The old man didn't even ask the price.

no...

Is business in Yaoguang City so easy?

Dog system, how many years have you missed me! !

Give me another place of birth. I would have taken off so early!

Lu Changsheng cursed in his heart, but kept a regretful expression on his face. He wrote the receipt with amazing handwriting and handed over the QR code.

"I wonder what the name of the guest's relative is? Let me make a note for you."

The old man was silent for a while and then slowly spoke.

"Lu Jiangming."

"I'm his teacher."

Lu Changsheng was startled, and the hand holding the pen hung in the air.

"My name is Sun Wencheng, the deacon of the Prison Court under the command of the Demon Slayer Division." Sun Wencheng looked at Lu Changsheng and spoke calmly.

"I heard about Xiao Lu's affairs. You helped him take care of his funeral."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lu Changsheng put down the pen and tore off the receipt, "Of course, Lao Lu's account has been settled long ago, I can't accept your money."

Sun Wencheng still raised his phone and paid for the package.

"Then write my name. When the time comes, please ask Boss Lu to take the trouble to collect my body."

Lu Changsheng frowned slightly, not understanding what kind of medicine this old Suntou was selling in the gourd.

"Deacon Sun, our most expensive package doesn't cost this much. I'll give you two urns, which are respectable."

Sun Wencheng waved his hand, sat down at the tea table in the hall, and said calmly, "Your Majesty personally collected the body for me. No matter how much you charge, it is not exaggerated."

Lu Changsheng was shocked. This old man came with bad intentions...

"Deacon Sun, I think you misunderstood. I am just an ordinary person. The most powerful one is the tutor." Lu Changsheng still had a calm look on his face and calmly poured tea for Sun Wencheng.

"Don't be nervous, Boss Lu. I have no ill intentions. I came today just to leave a way out for myself."

Sun Wencheng raised his tea cup and took a sip, then continued, "But I still want to remind Boss Lu that this is Yaoguang City, the center of mankind."

"The little tricks you use to hide your identity can hide it from the people below, but not from the top brass."

"Since the Demon Slayer Division allows you to open a shop here with such arrogance, it is natural that you are sincere in making friends."

"As long as you don't do anything that harms the human race, we won't take the initiative to offend a respectable venerable person."

Lu Changsheng picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp, and said calmly, "I will definitely tell my master, please don't worry, Deacon Sun."

He, Sun Wencheng, could recognize him, but Lu Changsheng could not. Who knew if Old Sun Tou was here to blackmail him and would not let go until he died.

Sun Wencheng didn't hesitate, put down his tea cup, stood up, waved his hand, and left.

His mission has been completed today, and there are still many things waiting for him to deal with.

"Deacon Sun, I have a question that I would like to ask you. Is it convenient for you to answer it for me?" Lu Changsheng stood up and stopped Sun Wencheng and asked sincerely.

"Please speak." Sun Wencheng sat down again and nodded slightly.

"What is the purpose of the cultists' attack on Lincheng's awakening ceremony?" Lu Changsheng asked straight to the point.

"Boss Lu, please believe me, you don't want to get involved in this matter." Sun Wencheng gently rotated the tea cup without looking into Lu Changsheng's eyes.

"At least, I should know why Lao Lu died, right?" Lu Changsheng took the tea cup from Sun Wencheng's hand, slowly poured the tea in, and pushed it in front of him again.

Sun Wencheng held the tea cup and remained silent for a long time.

finally...

"They are just a bunch of ignorant white mice. When the owner needs them, they will naturally feed them in vain. When they are not needed, of course they will be destroyed..."

Old Suntou, how come you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are also a Riddler?

Lu Changsheng complained dissatisfiedly and asked again, "Then who is their master?"

"If Boss Lu really wants to know, it's not impossible, but you have to agree to the old man on one condition." Sun Wencheng stared at Lu Changsheng quietly and spoke quietly.

"Join me in the main prison, and I will naturally tell you everything."

See you in the picture!

This old grandson...

Do you want to use this to manipulate me?

Is the Prison Prison so short of people? Everyone is included?

And just by hearing the name, you can tell that this [Prison Court] is most likely the disciplinary force of the Demon Slayer Division. They do the hard work that offends people every day, and they want to drag me into trouble...

Even if you don't rely on you to supervise the main hospital, and rely on Guizhai, the world's number one intelligence agency, I don't believe it, and still can't find out.

Lu Changsheng quickly thought about the pros and cons in his mind, took a sip of tea, and did not continue to refill Sun Wencheng's tea.

"Deacon Sun, I have already told Lao Lu, and I don't mind telling you again."

"I'm just doing nothing. I don't know how to kill monsters."

Sun Wencheng looked at the empty tea cup, stood up knowingly, and left without making any further attempts.

"If Boss Lu changes his mind, you can come to Jianzhengyuan to find me at any time. The location of Jianzhengyuan is easy to find."

After that, he left Changsheng Hall without looking back.

Outside the store, there was already an unlicensed black car waiting.

Bang--

As soon as Sun Wencheng closed the car door, there was a burst of urgent inquiries from the side.

"Mr. Sun, how are you? Has Lu Changsheng admitted it?"

Hua Quan looked at Sun Wencheng expectantly, like a curious baby.

"No, he's very strict. He won't even admit that he is a ghost snake until he kills him."

Hua Quan pursed his lips and said with a look of displeasure, "It's useless even if he doesn't admit it, I just think he is a ghost snake. Otherwise, why would Gui Zhai keep preventing us from investigating him, both covertly and overtly?"

"Isn't this the three hundred taels of silver that are missing here?"

Sun Wencheng waved his hand and said seriously, "Is there any concrete evidence that Lu Changsheng is a demon?"

"Not yet...no." Hua Quan shook his head.

"That's fine, as long as he's not a monster. Whether it's Lu Changsheng or Ghost Snake, it seems like they are all good friends at the moment."

"A mature organization will never force a venerable person to become an enemy. Hua Quan, put away your occupational disease."

"Remember! If you are not deaf or blind, you are not worthy of being in charge."

Sun Wencheng's voice was not loud, but it conveyed a majesty that could not be refuted.

Hua Quan bowed his hands respectfully, bowed his head and said, "I understand... Deacon Sun."

Sun Wencheng stared at Hua Quan coldly, until cold sweat started to flow from the latter's forehead, and then he looked away.

"How did the thing I asked you to prepare for last time go?"

Seeing that Sun Wencheng's tone softened, Hua Quan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You can take action at any time, but Mr. Sun..."

"Is it really necessary to do this? After all, you are old..."

Sun Wencheng looked at the receding scenery outside the window and was silent for a long time.

Finally, he set his sights on the direction of the military academy.

"The demon tide is coming..."

"If we don't remove those cancerous tumors, what can we humans do to resist?"

"I'm old enough to live and make money every day. I can't let the future of the human race take risks, right?"

"Huaquan..."

Hua Quan responded respectfully, "Yes."

...

"Throw away your illusions! Prepare to fight!"