Tomb Raider: Villain System, Start with Umbrella Corporation

Yin Nanfeng was stunned, looking at Zhang Rishan who looked like a decent man, "I've heard that the Zhang family is cruel, but I've never seen an old man like you being so cruel in all these years. You should really become a eunuch if you're so cruel."

Zhang Rishan snorted disdainfully. Yin Xinyue had also said the same thing.

"Your Buddha..." She knocked on the coffin, as if unsure, and repeated, "Are you really willing to donate and become a cadaver teacher?"

Zhang Rishan really felt screwed. "Why don't you think of a way? If the will is not cremated, we can't go back to the Zhang family's ancient building. Now there are only three options left."

Leaning on the table, he held up three fingers, "First, you, sold it at the Crescent Hotel."

"Absolutely impossible. We cannot destroy the reputation of our Crescent Hotel here."

"Secondly, if I donate it, I can contribute to medical students, and it will not be in vain to be with those antique neighbors. It can be said that we have achieved the same goal by different means."

Yin Nanfeng didn't say anything, just looked at him.

Zhang Rishan sighed, "I wasn't going to tell you this last method. Since you don't agree with the first two, then we can only eat the Buddha."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Yin Nanfeng felt like he was going to vomit just thinking about it. How could he fart so outrageously? He picked up the vase next to him and threw it at him.

Zhang Rishan turned his head skillfully and rubbed his brow helplessly. "According to the will that the body cannot be cremated, we have to eat it raw... The upper body is fine, but the intestines and..."

"Can't you just cut it up and feed it to the dog?" Yin Nanfeng was about to have a mental breakdown after hearing this description, and he blurted out the words without thinking.

He immediately realized that something was wrong. Given Zhang Rishan's loyalty to the Buddha, he would definitely be angry with him for saying this, and it turned out to be true.

Zhang Rishan's brows immediately stood up, and he shouted sternly, "How can you say such things? This is the Buddha!"

"His physical condition. Does a dog have our digestive system? What if he dies?"

Yin Nanfeng:......

"Where is your loyalty to the Buddha?"

"How am I not loyal?" Zhang Rishan refuted with a stern face, "Back then, when military funds were tight, it was not by selling out the Buddha's body that we were able to get through the difficult times. Now, it is also me who strictly follows the will. I am so loyal that I have sacrificed my life to eat century-old sashimi. What else do you want!"

Bang!

God damn, you betrayed the Buddha's body. The Buddha made you his adjutant because he was afraid that if he let you out, you would bring harm to the world!

Yin Nanfeng slammed the door and stormed out of this perverted office in her high heels.

Zhang Rishan dismissed the man perfunctorily and sighed at the coffin alone, "Why not find a 'collector' with a special hobby?"

The next morning, the rising sun added a touch of summer heat to the house. The blind man instinctively held the Dumb brand crushed ice in his arms, letting the heat dissipate from one side. Just as he was about to switch to the other side with the quilt, he heard a knock on the door.

The blind man lazily rubbed Zhang Qiling's ear with his nose tip, complaining with a sleepy voice, "Who is it, so early in the morning? Is there no baby in the bed?"

Zhang Qiling opened his eyes sleepily, with no intention of getting up. He buried his head in the blind man's neck like an ostrich.

He picked up three wooden blocks at hand with his backhand. It seemed as if he had practiced this action hundreds of times. Within less than 3 seconds, he fired three straight shots in a row.

Bang, bang, two more times, following his clever strength, he broke open two windows in succession, bang, "Ah! Knock! Zhang Qiling! I'm knocking!"

Zhang Musi, who was beaten up all over, pushed open the door angrily and stood in the yard in his shorts, cursing.

"You two bastards! You're just calling me dogs! Do you have any respect for capitalists?"

The blind man covered Zhang Qiling's ears, sucked on his forehead and said, "Xiao Si, are you in menopause recently? Why are you so irritable?"

"Quarrel"

"Ah? What? Chao?...Okay~"

Zhang Musi was as pure as the Haier brothers. Standing in the courtyard, he heard creaking sounds coming from the next room...

Zhang Musi: ...Gnaw! You two broke grandma's bridge!

"I really deserve to die!"

He tapped his slippers, scratched his butt, and opened the gate.

"Who is it? Don't you know the owner of the house is busy?"

"You're busy so early?" Zhang Rishan was surprised, thinking he was late, and hurriedly said, "Then I'll come earlier."

"It's okay. You came earlier. They haven't finished their work yet."

After letting the people into the yard, Zhang Musi shouted inside, "Someone's coming, you two keep your voice down!"

Less than two seconds after he finished speaking, a loud singing voice was heard from inside.

It's him, it's him, it's him

it's him

Our friends

Little Nezha

Zhang Musi: No, did the little hero agree? Are you polite? What is this called, suitable for both children and adults?

Zhang Rishan was right in front of him, so he couldn't say anything, otherwise he would definitely rush in to represent Nezha and eliminate these two guys who ruined his childhood.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"In here..." Zhang Rishan noticed the increasingly loud crashing sounds and hesitated, "Will there be any deaths?"

"Bah! These two bastards really want to make them beautiful."

"You came here suddenly..."

Zhang Qiling's identity and information are not secrets, and it is not difficult to find him if one is willing, but he has not appeared for such a long time.

"Are you here to make up for the gift?"

"Has the wedding been held? When did it happen?" Zhang Rishan was shocked. There was no way he would miss such important news.

Zhang Musi fell into deep thought...

20 minutes later...

Zhang Musi fell into a long period of contemplation...

"How many tables can be placed in Yunding Palace? How about putting a holographic projection on the bronze door? Is there a big difference between a human-faced owl and a pigeon... Ouch!"

Before he could finish his words, a slipper hit him on the back of the head from a distance.

"Zhang Qiling! Don't force me!"

"The clan leader is the clan leader. It's amazing that he can still take into account the changes around him during such an intense battle."

Zhang Musi looked suspiciously at this idiot who exuded a foolish air...

"You... talked about it... forget it..."

They are all the same species, so please don't hurt each other.

Zhang Rishan didn't waste any words and explained the whole thing. But Zhang Musi couldn't hold it in any longer. How could a human being come up with such a solution?

Even if the Zhang family cannot find a piece of land to bury the corpse like ordinary people, but which branch of the family does this tradition of eating it raw come from?

"I know what Master Buddha did back then. Forget about entering the ancient building, but please give me some rules."

Without waiting for Zhang Musi to say anything, he started muttering to himself and selling out his good Buddha.

"The Buddha was so stingy that he buried all his inheritance with him. It was all taken away at once. Otherwise, I would have sent it all here. Now this..." He kicked the coffin as he spoke. "You can do whatever you want with it. The Buddha just said that cremation is not allowed."

Zhang Musi thought that Wang Canghai was always thinking about where to get some special corpses, which could be considered a contribution to medicine, so he agreed.

Zhang Rishan seemed to have thrown away a hot potato, and ran away happily like a child over 100 years old.

Zhang Muchi transported the corpse back via the underground track. When he came up, he saw that the two bastards were still Nezha. He slammed the door and continued to take a nap as a single dog.

Wuxie came out of the bathroom of the teahouse, humming a little tune and waving his hands, and saw a blind old man.