Chapter 95 The blind fortune teller
Chen Xiansheng went through a lot of hardships to commemorate.
In the past three years, I have traveled all over the country, just to find and commemorate the lost soul.
He wanted to save his girlfriend.
I don’t know whether he found the soul that commemorated the loss, but the body that commemorated was lost. This is an indisputable fact.
Zhang Sanfen looked at the empty crystal coffin in a daze. After a while, he sighed softly, seemed to have made up his mind, and quickly looked towards the coffin on the left.
The coffin number is nine.
It is a copper angle iron coffin, with many runes densely engraved on the surface of the coffin.
I vaguely remember that when I first came here, there was still a rattling sound inside the coffin.
Zhang Sanfen said that there was a rich old man inside. After his death, his children, in order to fight for the family property, left the old man's body alone and went about their own business.
Because no one cared about it, the corpse was frightened by cats and dogs, and the corpse was faked.
At that time I felt quite sorry for the old man.
If the children are unfilial, what will happen if they have millions of dollars in property?
But this guy's number is nine, which is even higher than Memorial's ranking.
Hang Sansan walked to coffin No. 9 and said, "Old man, you saw it."
What he said was not a question, but an affirmation.
Strangely enough, the coffin would shake a few times during normal times.
But when Zhang Sanfen took the initiative to walk in front of him, there was no movement at all.
It was like there was nothing inside the coffin.
If it weren't for the fact that the outside of the coffin was intact, I would have even thought that the body inside had escaped.
Zhang Sanfen continued: "Old man, are you afraid?"
"With your character, you have to get involved even if nothing happens. But this time you didn't even dare to say a word, and you didn't even shake the coffin."
"What are you afraid of?"
The copper-angled iron coffin was still quiet, without any movement at all.
I was immediately surprised.
Can zombies still talk?
Otherwise, why would Zhang Sanfen ask this?
After a while, Zhang Sanfen turned around and said to me, "Okay."
"I'm too lazy to take care of the mess in your family. If you don't treat me as a friend, I won't treat you as a friend. "
Suddenly there was a banging sound inside the coffin, as if someone kicked inside.
The sound echoed in the silent morgue and seemed extremely dull, which shocked me.
Zhang Sanfen said angrily: "Old man! You are living under someone else's roof! If it weren't for me, not only would your body be burned completely, but you wouldn't even be able to keep your three souls and seven souls!"
"You're protesting to me now? Why? "
Zhang Sanfen became angrier as he spoke, so much so that his voice rose an octave.
The underground morgue is extremely spacious, and the sound waves ripple on the surrounding walls and then reflect back, forming echoes.
I shrank my neck. This was the first time I saw Zhang Sanfen angry.
Not to mention anything else, the sound alone made my head buzz.
The echoes gradually stopped, but Coffin No. 9 remained silent.
After a while, several harsh scratching sounds came from inside the coffin again.
But this time the scratching sounds were particularly regular, as if they were conveying some kind of message.
Zhang Sanfen listened in silence for a long time and sneered: "I know."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Sanfen said to me: "Old He, let's go!"
I was confused and didn't know why.
But seeing Zhang Sanfen turning around and leaving, he didn't dare to stay here. The underground morgue today is really weird.
There is a creepy feeling inside and out.
After leaving the underground morgue, I asked cautiously: "Boss, where are we going?"
Zhang Sanfen said: "Go back to sleep!"
"Come to me after dawn, let's go do something!"
"Keep your spirits up Okay! The person I’m going to meet tomorrow is not a good person, and there’s going to be a fight!”
I immediately became excited when I heard the word fight.
Not to mention, I just love fighting with the boss!
It doesn’t matter if the opponent is a human, a ghost, or a zombie.
With the boss's words, I happily returned to the dormitory without hesitation, had something to eat and then started to sleep.
You have to recuperate before a fight, right?
I slept in total darkness, and I didn't wake up until the sun shined on my face through the window.
Maybe it’s because I got enough sleep, so I feel very energetic.
Subconsciously looking at the incantations on the palms of my hands, I realized that the incantations had faded a lot.
But there are still faint traces.
These marks are deep into the skin and cannot be seen without looking carefully.
I know that this is the mark left by the Secret Heart Queen on my body, and it is basically difficult to remove.
But then again, there is no harm in keeping this thing in the body, so let him go for the time being.
I washed my face, changed my clothes, and then went downstairs with my handbag.
After going downstairs, I found that Zhang Sanfen had parked his car at the entrance of the funeral home.
At this time, a group of mourners had already arrived at the funeral home. Some were crying, some were joking, and some were angry and cursing.
But Zhang Sanfen paid no attention to it and raised his wrist to look at his watch from time to time.
I trotted over and said, "Boss!"
Zhang Sanfen threw a mobile phone to me and said, "I'll give you a replacement card. You can find the phone number yourself."
I took the new mobile phone and buckled the back cover. He dropped out, then sat in the passenger seat and asked: "Boss, where are you going?"
Zhang Sanfen said: "A blind fortune teller!"
Generally speaking, when people mention fortune tellers, their first impression is of a blind man.
But the blind fortune teller Zhang Sanfen mentioned this time was really not blind.
But in order to convince others that he was an accurate fortune teller, he pretended to be blind.
This guy is just a gangster. When he has nothing to do, he is good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.
When something happens, he transforms into a Taoist robe and becomes a master who can know life and death, distinguish between yin and yang, and see through the numerology of the world.
Zhang Sanfen had mentioned this guy to me a long time ago, but because of his bad conduct and making money from everything, he did a lot of harmful things.
So our Nanshan Funeral Home has a very bad relationship with him.
Unexpectedly, the boss wanted to find this guy.
Thinking about it carefully, it should be related to what happened last night.
The blind fortune teller's surname is Ji, and his nickname is Blind Man Ji.
He is considered a well-known figure in the provincial capital, and he usually associates with group bosses and children of high-ranking officials.
This group of people have very strong financial resources and connections, and Ji Xiazi is actually quite capable. He has helped many wealthy businessmen solve some problems one after another, and has successfully integrated into this circle.
With money, people, and skills.
Ji Xiazi no longer went to the streets to tell people's fortunes, but began to learn how to invest and do business.
But this guy has only graduated from junior high school, how can he outperform those people who are struggling in the business world?
Even if you have the ability to tell fortunes, you will suffer huge losses in every investment because you cannot predict your own fortune.
(End of chapter)