I am a funeral anchor, and the one who pays attention to the whole network is scared to death!

In just a moment, Wu Yulong's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he didn't dare to move.

Because, he wasn't sure whether the person who called him just now was a human or a ghost.

Although he is a half-hearted guy, he also understands the truth that people have three fires. If he turns around... then he can send it...

Similarly, in front of the mobile phone screen, the water friends were also stunned.

Fellow... What's the next sentence?

What the hell... Could it be that he met Huang Pizi?

After a moment of silence, guesswork began to float out of the live broadcast room.

[My fellow, do you think I look like a human, or an immortal? 】

[Wo Cao, the anchor meets the weasel! 】

[Hurry up, light up the fire, Huang Pizi is most afraid of fire! 】

[Damn it, how can this kind of situation be broken?Say nothing! 】

【No... In the world, does this thing really exist? 】

[Anchor, tell him, it looks like a hook. 】

[Ahem, weasels are protected animals, if you dare to hurt him, I will report you! 】

【It's so scary at night...it's scary! 】

【…】

In the live broadcast room, various barrages continued to float by.

And Wu Yulong, who was already in a cold sweat at this moment, didn't have the heart to check the barrage at all.

"It's a disaster that can't be avoided, let's go all out!"

Gritting his teeth, Wu Yulong was ready to turn his head to deal with it.

But at this moment, two dark green rays of light shone in front of Wu Yulong's feet.

Dark green, what the hell...

Isn't this the light coming out of Huang Pizi's eyes!

Looking at the two green lights on the ground, Wu Yulong suddenly felt his scalp tingle, his hair stood on end, and he fell into panic.

"Ah! Ugh!"

After a burst of howling, Wu Yulong forced himself to calm down, dropped the backpack behind him, and ran up the mountain again!

In the blink of an eye, Wu Yulong's figure disappeared from the hillside.

After he left, two figures in black overalls came over.

One tall and one short, the two stopped in front of Wu Yulong's backpack, poked the backpack on the ground with a Luoyang shovel, and said doubtfully:

"This is not a colleague, is it?"

"It shouldn't be, how can there be a person fighting?"

"Then why is he so scared? Look at what's in the bag..."

The two exchanged a few words, then squatted down and unzipped the backpack to check.

Compass, talisman, ink fountain, glutinous rice...

"Hiss... big brother, that guy just isn't a Taoist priest, is he?"

"Taoist... Taoist, why is he running?"

"Brother, do you mean... there are dirty things on this mountain?"

"Fart, what kind of dirty thing is there, don't care, it's mine!"

The tall man put the backpack on the ground on his shoulders, frowned and said, "Whatever Taoist priest he is, we will dig this tomb today!"

The dwarf hesitated and said, "Brother, it's too dangerous, what if someone finds out..."

"Wealth and wealth are in danger!" The tall man showed determination, and said, "The village at the foot of the mountain was once a county magistrate in ancient times. If we can find his grave, we will be prosperous!"

"Okay! Do it!"

In the face of interests, there are always people who take risks.

After the conversation, the two played flashlights and slowly went up the mountain.

……

On the other side, Wu Yulong ran all the way and finally came to a cave.

After a little hesitation, he resolutely hid in.

Knowing that weasels are afraid of fire, he quickly took out materials from his pocket and lit a fire at the entrance of the cave.

And his move was quickly warned by the water friend.

[Dig the trough, Brother Funeral told you, don't play with fire, you still play? 】

[You know what a fart!If you don't light the fire, you will be banned by Huang Pizi!Does Huang Pizi know that he must die no matter what! 】

[Desperate Survival!Broadcaster, hurry up and look in the cave to see if there are any martial arts cheats! 】

[Yes, but it is the Sunflower Collection. 】

[Oh, you boy, you can turn off the lights without putting out the fire, how eye-catching it is! 】

【…】

When the matter developed to this point, Wu Yulong would still care about what Shui You said.

However, the flames burning at the entrance of the cave made him feel very dry and hot.

In order to relieve the pressure, he took off the live broadcast device on his head and turned off the live broadcast.

"Brothers, the road is far away, see you by fate!"

Turning off the live broadcast, Wu Yulong searched the cave for a while with a flashlight, and got a hard wooden stick.

It looks like a nice weapon.

Holding the wooden stick tightly, Wu Yulong was tense and stared at the door.

Although he has never studied Taoism and Buddhism, he still knows a little about shoveling.

……

The next morning.

Zhang Fan got up early.

After a simple wash, Zhang Fan sat down at the computer desk.

Before the funeral shop opened, he planned to draw a few drawings.

Although there are a lot of funeral orders today, there is no need to worry about the number of his current employees.

What he should care about is how to receive more orders and get the system tasks done first.

As an all-round talent, he is proficient in both practice and theory, and he drew [-] design drawings, including manufacturing instructions, in only one and a half hours.

Of course, these things are low-grade gadgets in his mind.

"From now on, if I don't accept an order, there will be one more patent in the world!"

After packing the design drawings and instructions, Zhang Fan went out and took a taxi to Changhong's funeral.

……

15 minute later.

Zhang Fan came to the funeral shop.

According to the original plan, Li Xiaohui was serving guests at the front desk.

Wang Kai was nowhere to be seen, so he probably led the team to the funeral.

"Zhao Yong?"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Fan saw two familiar voices, Zhao Yong and Fat Uncle.

"Brother Yong, Mr. Ye, didn't you go to move the grave this morning?"

"This is... has come back?"

After a little hesitation, Zhang Fan asked.

"Boss Zhang, hey!" The fat uncle frowned fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "My father's grave has been dug up!"

Chapter 139 Boss Zhang, You Specialize in Surgery!

"When did this happen?"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, already guessing in his heart.

Someone moved the tomb live just last night, and it was discovered that the tomb had been stolen this morning.

This kid from the circus... is he so unobedient?

Or did someone find out that it was his customer through the live broadcast, and deliberately seek trouble?

The fat uncle thought for a while and said:

"I don't know when it was passive, but when Master Zhao and I went there this morning, we found that there were traces of ground breaking in the tomb. I heard what Master Zhao said. After burning the paper and praying, the ground was broken, and then I found my father's ashes The box is gone."

"Urn? Wait a minute." Zhang Fan interrupted, "Isn't your father buried? No coffin?"

"No... At first, I planned to bury it in the cemetery. At that time, the tomb was all selected, but my capital chain had some problems... So I changed it to the back mountain." The fat man said shamelessly.

Zhang Fan asked: "The urn is lost, what about the other things?"

"Others... just some old clothes, and a few bottles of my father's favorite wine, all gone." The fat uncle hesitated.

"Did you call the police?" Zhang Fan asked Zhao Yong.

"Reported." Zhao Yong nodded and said, "But I heard what the leaders said, it's not easy to catch."

"It's not easy to catch..."

After murmuring, Zhang Fan looked at the fat uncle and said:

"Mr. Ye, don't worry, since you chose to place an order at Changhong Funeral, I will definitely move your uncle's grave into place. Even if the ashes are thrown away, I will still find them for you one by one!"

Zhang Fanyi sternly issued a guarantee, he wanted to make Changhong Funeral into a nationwide funeral shop.

However, after so many years of development in the funeral industry, if you want to surpass others in terms of word of mouth, it is difficult to achieve it based on price alone, and you must find another way.

For example, when you place an order to get black technology, and when you go to a funeral, you get three-year anti-theft tomb insurance.

The reason why Zhang Fan has such confidence comes entirely from a biological expert Ga in Iceland.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the fat uncle immediately expressed gratitude. Although he knew that looking for ashes one by one was an exaggerated metaphor, he still nodded his thanks:

"Boss Zhang, your store's attitude is really good, but no matter what happens, you are not responsible for this matter. If you can help me find the ashes, I would be very grateful!"

"It should." Zhang Fan nodded, and asked again: "By the way, Mr. Ye, what is your occupation?"

"Profession?"

The fat uncle didn't expect Zhang Fan to ask this question, he was stunned for a moment and then said truthfully: "Boss Zhang, I opened a small fire prevention company by myself."

"To put it bluntly, it's just a small workshop. It's mainly responsible for installing fire prevention tools for some supermarkets, shopping malls, and restaurants. We produce things like fire doors, fire shutters, fire clay, and fire plastic."

"Fireproof material... Got it."

Zhang Fan nodded, and after pondering for a moment, he asked, "Do you have a baby for that 'Xingyan'?"

"Star Rock?!"

Hearing these two words, the fat uncle was obviously excited, but soon dimmed:

"Boss Zhang, you think highly of me too much. If I can master the formula and production process of Xingyan, how can I live like this now."

"Oh? Is Xingyan very powerful?"

Zhang Fan looked puzzled, this fireproof material was just something he randomly picked up in his mind.