Boss Shen's Funeral Shop

Shen Jing looked at Shen Feiwen's menacing look, pursed his mouth slightly, and didn't say a word for a while.

Seeing that Shen Jing was silent, Shen Feiwen took out his police officer ID card and put it on the counter, looked at Shen Jing with paper eyes, and said, "Mr. what."

Shen Jing was a little speechless, after glancing at the police officer's ID, he still told what happened just now.

"You mean, he just came to buy paper bundles for children?" After listening to Shen Jing's words, Shen Wenfei tapped the table to think, and didn't speak for a while.

"What's wrong?" Shen Jing asked.

Shen Feiwen turned his head to look at Shen Jing, glanced at Shen Jing with mentally handicapped eyes and said, "You are the seller and he is the buyer, why should he explain to you the purpose of his purchase? It’s called being a thief with a guilty conscience.”

Shen Feiwen's words gave Shen Jing a pause, and he regretted giving the man the small suit as well.

"However, it's just one more suspect." As if remembering everything Shen Jing said, Shen Feiwen put away his police officer ID and was about to leave here.

"Wait..." Shen Jing saw a person coming in from the door, and was about to call out to stop Shen Feiwen, but it was already too late, and the two people had already bumped into each other.

"That's right, there is a kind of psychological activity called guilty conscience," Huang Xinyan supported Shen Feiwen, with a smile on his face, not serious at all.

"Why are you here?" Shen Feiwen took two steps back in disgust, and slowly looked at Huang Xinyan with disgust.

"Yeah! Why are you here?" Shen Jing was also puzzled, these two people only met in the morning, how come they met again from him in the afternoon.

"What's his purpose for coming, that's why I'm here," Huang Xinyan glanced at Shen Feiwen and said, then turned around and put his hand on the counter, and asked Shen Jing, "Where's Yang Xiaoyu?"

Shen Jing just nodded, when he heard Huang Xinyan ask such a question, he couldn't help being puzzled, and asked, "Yang Xiaoyu?"

"It's the one who just came," Huang Xinyan explained.

"Since you know he's here, and you haven't seen him now, of course he's gone!" Shen Jing was also a little disgusted, and asked, "What do you want from him?"

Huang Xinyan didn't care about Shen Jing's dislike, it seemed that he was a little used to being disliked by Shen Feiwen, so he just explained to Shen Jing: "Why do you think he came to you to buy things, I introduced it."

"You introduced it? What's your purpose?" Shen Feiwen, who had already left the door and was about to leave, turned back when he heard this sentence, looked at Huang Xinyan and asked.

Huang Xinyan glanced at Shen Feiwen, his expression suddenly changed, and he said meanly: "Want to know? If you want to know, please ask me!"

Shen Jing: ... This person really seems to be mentally retarded!

Shen Feiwen looked at Huang Xinyan with an ugly expression, obviously he had never met such a thick-skinned person, his palms were itching, and he wanted to beat him up.

Huang Xinyan didn't look like he was joking, the cheap expression on his face remained unchanged, he glanced at Shen Feiwen, and said: "Don't always think about getting something for nothing, no one owes you."

"Please cooperate, Mr. Huang," Shen Feiwen took out his police officer card again, and put it in front of Huang Xinyan.

Huang Xinyan's expression paused, he reached out to pick up the police officer's card, opened it for a look, and then, as if discouraged, he stuffed the police officer's card into Shen Feiwen's hand, and then began to speak.

"The reason why Yang Xiaoyu came is because I told him that his seal is black and there is a bloody disaster, so he should be careful recently."

"Hmph! Magic stick," Shen Feiwen sneered at Huang Xinyan's words, with a disdainful expression on his face.

Huang Xinyan rolled his eyes and said, "I am a magic stick, so you still listen to me, a person who listens to the magic stick is a good thing?"

Standing behind the counter, Shen Jing, who was shot innocently, was a little speechless, and could only wave his hands and say, "Go ahead."

"Hmm," Huang Xinyan glanced at Shen Feiwen a little arrogantly, and then continued: "Actually, it doesn't mean that he really came to you to buy the ghost paper. After all, I said so, some people are I'd rather believe what I have than what I don't have, but..."

When Huang Xinyan said this, he paused for a moment, and then said: "I said he had another bloody disaster, but I didn't say what kind of bloody disaster there was. If it's just because his wife died in a cram school... and lost a child, that's fine too. It’s okay, but buying paper bundles and children’s clothes is too clear, and the paper bundles, I told him not to use them indiscriminately.”

After finishing speaking, Huang Xinyan grinned again and said, "It's true...there is no silver 300 taels here."

Shen Jing couldn't deny that when Huang Xinyan said this, he was a little handsome. Although he was not as eye-catching as Baili, he was still a little handsome.

"What's the use of paper tie?" Shen Feiwen asked, but instead of directly asking Huang Xinyan, he asked Shen Jing.

Shen Jing paused for a moment, then said: "Paper bundles are used to burn dead people as servants and nanny, but..."

"But?" Shen Feiwen focused on the key points, looked at Shen Jing and asked.

"No eyes are usually drawn on the paper bundles, because it is said that the paper bundles with eyes painted on them will become real people, and most of the paper bundles are human-shaped paper bundles, which cannot be placed at the door of ordinary people. Because it will be spotted by lonely ghosts and will possess them."