A thousand-year-old corpse fell in love with me

As the red cloth was lifted, Yu Chun saw the two large characters on the signboard of the shop next door, and immediately retreated in fright.

"Lingtang?" Yu Chun rubbed his eyes, thinking he had misread.

What surprised him even more was that as soon as the mourning hall opened, a group of people rushed in to congratulate him.

The store's third and outer floors were full of flower baskets, but because of the two words on the plaque, the purpose of these flower baskets was confused.

"Zixin, where is this mourning hall, and who is the owner of the mourning hall?" Yu Chun gradually calmed down. How could such a store be opened in Antique Street?

Zixin didn't know either, "This store is quite mysterious, and the boss hasn't shown up during the renovation period."

As for the origin of the owner of the mourning hall, not to mention Zixin, even the baggers from the antique street couldn't figure out the way.

As a neighbor, Yu Chun must go to congratulate him.

"Go, prepare a red envelope for me." Yu Chun said to Zi Xin.

Zixin understands that the boss is trying to figure it out.

From the drawer, she found the New Year's money red envelope with the word "Fu" written on it, and Zi Xin handed it to Yu Chun.

Yu Chun took out five bills from his wallet and stuffed them in. After the shop next door was less crowded, he took Zixin over there.

"Congratulations." Yu Chun handed over the red envelope as soon as he entered the mourning hall.

The boss of the mourning hall was a bald man in a dark robe, seeing Yu Chun coming in, he greeted him with a smile.

"Boss of Yuxuan Pavilion, come as soon as you come, why don't you get a red envelope." He said so, but quickly took the red envelope.

Yu Chun judged in his heart that this guy is a commoner just like him.

"Haha, how dare you come here empty-handed to congratulate." Yu Chun said with a smile.

The boss of the mourning hall immediately asked someone to serve tea, Yu Chun looked at the old man serving the tea, the age spots on his hands were all connected together, how old is he, and he still comes out to work?

"Please use it." The old man seemed to have a big tongue and couldn't speak very clearly.

"You are really mysterious. You only showed up when you opened the store, which made us, the shopkeepers in Antique Street, speculate." Yu Chun picked up the teacup, but didn't drink tea right away. This place gave him a weird feeling, obviously the shop opened, There wasn't even a single item inside.

The boss of the mourning hall smiled slightly, "I wasn't in Yangshi some time ago, and I asked a friend to come over to help with the decoration."

Yu Chun acted like he had suddenly realized, "Let me tell you, I opened a store by myself, so I came here because I didn't know how to open it."

Through some conversations, Yu Chun got to know this person a little bit. The other person's name is Wu He, and he is a magic stick. As the name suggests, the mourning hall shop is a place for delivering letters to the dead.

The guests who came in just now were all helped by Wu He. When they heard that he opened a shop, they came to join him.

"Why do you open this shop in Antique Street?" Yu Chun wondered, it shouldn't be opened near a cemetery, or near a temple.

"Isn't there a supermarket in Antique Street? Of course, it's mainly because I met the son of the original owner of this shop, and I bought it after learning about his family." Wu He said.

It's not a lease exchange, but a direct purchase. Obviously, the other party's financial resources are good.

"Can you really communicate with ghosts?" Zixin expressed doubts about this, because she didn't find any spiritual power fluctuations in the other party, and nine out of ten she was a charlatan.

Yu Chun didn't stop Zixin from asking, because he was also curious.

Wu stood up, took out a piece of paper from the drawer, and said, "Write the name and date of birth of the contact person on it, and then write the content to be conveyed below. As long as the other party has not reincarnated, they will be able to receive your letter. Even in hell."

Zixin touched the yellow paper, feeling like it was burnt, "How much is it, I want to try it."

"One hundred yuan is enough, but if you want to receive a reply, you need to add another nine hundred yuan." Wu He said.

"Okay, I will give you one hundred first, and if there is a reply, I will add another nine hundred." Zixin took out a banknote directly.

Wu He handed her a golden brush, "Use this to write."

Zixin took the pen, her expression changed slightly, and then her casual look became serious.

She dipped in the ink, thought for a while and wrote down her mother's name. The following words were very simple, telling her mother that she is fine now and will live better in the future.

"Okay." Zixin blew on the wet ink, then handed it to Wuhe.

Wu He took the paper, then took out a small bronze incense burner, rolled up the paper, put it in the incense burner and burned it.

Yu Chun's eyes were fixed on the incense burner and he didn't want to take it away. This thing looks like a treasure at first glance, with thick paste, simple color and full of sense of age.

How extravagant it must be to use this antique with a wide open door to burn things!

Wu closed his mouth and muttered something, then slowly closed his eyes, just like the psychic fairy.

Zi Xin looked at Wu He anxiously, and her palms started to sweat.

After a while, Wuhe opened his eyes, "The person who wrote the letter has been reincarnated, so he cannot receive your letter, but the money for sending the letter will not be returned."

Have you been reincarnated?

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Zi Xin's mouth, that's fine, as a kind person like her mother, she will definitely be reborn into a good family in her next life.

"Everything has a spirit, and this reincarnation may not necessarily become an adult." Wu He glanced at Zi Xin meaningfully.

This glance made Zi Xin feel as if the other party had seen her true body.

Yu Chun curled his lips, "Is this the end?" The money is too easy to earn, right?

"Why don't you try it too?" Wu He said to Yu Chun, "For the first time, I don't need to charge you."

As soon as he heard that he would not charge money, Yu Chun had no reason to refuse, "OK."

He rolled his eyes and wrote Li Yilong's name on the first line. He didn't believe that the other party could receive his letter.

Thinking of this, he simply wrote some nonsense, including slandering Ping Yi.

Wu He took the paper written by Yu Chun, rolled it up without looking at it, and then put it in the incense burner to burn it.

He didn't know what was muttering in his mouth, his expression became strange, and he opened his eyes after a while, "The other party has sent you a reply, do you want to listen?"

Yu Chun asked, "Do you accept money?"

"It's free." Wu He laughed.

Yu Chun immediately said: "Then listen to it."

"Ahem, he answered your three words, get out." Wu closed his eyes and said jokingly.

As soon as Yu Chun heard this tone, he knew it was Da Zongzi's words, woo woo, isn't this guy a magic stick, he can really bring information to the dead?

It looked like he was going to be unlucky again.

"Well, I still have something to do in the store, so I'll go back first." Yu Chun clasped his fists.

Wu He nodded and sent Yu Chun and Zi Xin to the door.

After returning to the store, Yu Chun took out some cash from the safe.

"Boss, aren't you going to run away?" Zixin guessed.

"What are you talking about, your boss, I'm just going to stay at a friend's house for a few days, and I'll leave the affairs of the store to you." After finishing speaking, Yu Chun took the money and left.

Zi Xin took out her mobile phone and called Ping Yi, "Brother Ping, the boss has run away."

"Understood." Ping Yi hung up the phone.

Yu Chun was waiting at the bus station. After thinking about it, it would be better to go to Qian Lai's house, since he has few family members.

As a result, before he waited for the bus, he waited for the big zongzi first.

His own H5 parked in front of him, showing Ping Yi's coffin face, "Get in the car."

Yu Chun looked at the people waiting for the bus on the left and the right, and it was really not easy to attract attention, so he got on the bus obediently.

All the way without talking, Ping Yi took Yu Chun to his house.

Like a little daughter-in-law who made a mistake, Yu Chun obediently sat on the sofa waiting to be dealt with.

"Tell me, what's the matter with this letter?" Ping Yi conjured a letter out of thin air, which was exactly the one Yu Chun wrote in the mourning hall.

Yu Chun was dumbfounded, "Didn't it be burned?"

"If you don't burn it, it won't fall into my hands." Ping Yi snorted coldly.

After talking about what happened in the mourning hall, Yu Chun explained: "I just want to expose him, nothing else."

"Then what's the meaning of the sentence, 'You're really unlucky with an evil lord'?" Ping Yi pointed to the above sentence.

Yu Chun was shocked, "I just wrote it blindly."

"How do I feel that what you write is what you want to say." Ping Yi said darkly.

Yu Chun was stunned, he really didn't expect this letter to fall into Ping Yi's hands.

"Let's talk, do you want to taste the family law, or go to Yushan Pass for confinement?" Ping Yihao asked to discuss.

Yu Chun didn't want to choose anything, "Can I change to something else?"

"Oh, what do you want to change?" Ping Yi wanted to hear what he had to say.

Yu Chun smiled shyly, "Punish me not to eat meat for a day."

"Wonderful idea!" Ping Yi directly picked him up from the sofa and threw him into the north room.

This is a rare opportunity for Yuchun to enter the North House after Pingyi moved here.

The appearance inside has hardly changed, but it gives people an ominous and cold feeling.

Sure enough, the place where the living people live is different from the place where the big zongzi lives.

"Yushan doesn't have a heater, so you can just face the wall here for a day, and I'll be back tomorrow morning." After finishing speaking, Ping Yi put Yu Chun in place and asked him to look at the wall and reflect.

"Come on, I haven't bothered to take a sip of water yet!" Yu Chun yelled.

Ping Yi squeezed Yu Chun's mouth, poured a glass of water vigorously, and then disappeared into the room.

Yu Chun was choked by the water, and after a long time, he sank into his dantian, and roared, "Ping Yi, my god you are a god!"

Ping Yi, who had gone away, heard these words in his ears, but there was a faint curve on the corner of his mouth.

Ping Yi didn't go to other places, but went directly to the mourning hall that Yu Chun had mentioned before.

"Congratulations, my lord." Seeing Ping Yi appearing, Wu He saluted immediately.

Ping Yi frowned and looked at the bald man, "You are not staying at the bottom of the sea, what are you doing up here?"

Wu He looked helpless, "A ruthless character escaped from below, I dare not say anything, and I was afraid that the ghost guards would not be my opponents, so I had to come up by myself."

"What kind of ruthless character?" Ping Yi frowned, there were not many characters that could give the King of Hades a headache.

"Wraith of Ten Thousand Years." Wu He said, that guy is older than him!

Sure enough, he was a tricky guy, Ping Yi asked coldly: "How did that guy escape?"

"The earthquake under the sea came out." Although it was bloody, it was true in fact.