The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1763 Picked up a Little Taoist (112)

Jiang Shishi snorted, crossed her arms with her hands, and sat on the sofa without speaking.

Jiang Yu said slowly at this time: "Thank you Mr. Jiang for your kindness, but I like my job very much now, and I have no plans to leave for the time being."

Upon hearing this, the old man turned his head anxiously, "What do you like about the work of the funeral parlor?"

Aunt Jiang just smiled at the corner of her mouth, but said nothing.

The old man, who looked at Aunt Jiang for a few seconds, sighed, and then asked Aunt Jiang tentatively: "Then what are you doing in the funeral home? I heard that funeral homes now carry corpses and cremate them. , you shouldn’t be carrying the corpse, right?”

If it's really a dead body, what's there to like?
"No." Aunt Jiang replied.

She took a sip from the teacup in front of her. The herbal tea had a slight bitter taste, and after drinking it, she actually felt a little sweet.

Drinking it is very refreshing and refreshing, it is indeed very good.

Jiang Yan was sitting on the sofa. She seemed to be lazy and casual, but in fact, it was just right, and it would not make people feel vulgar. Instead, Jiang Yan just sat there, making people feel pleasing to the eye and very elegant.

The hand next to the leg was suddenly scratched gently with the fingertips, Jiang Yu raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on the young man beside her.

The young man has been sitting quietly beside Aunt Jiang since he came in, without speaking, just like a transparent person.

But it seems that because of waiting for too long, the well-behaved kitty finally couldn't help it, and began to stretch out its soft white paws, intentionally or unintentionally touching the girl next to it, as if the kitten was deliberately attracting the owner's attention.

Aunt Jiang narrowed her eyes, and the young man stared straight ahead calmly, looking at the scenery outside the window, and didn't know what he was looking at. His expression looked calm and composed, without squinting or looking at her, but in fact he whispered quietly. Mi's stretched out her paws, touching her secretly one after another.

Why is this little thing so bad?

Aunt Jiang groaned softly inwardly. She touched the young man's fingers with the fingertips of her hands beside her legs, then held his fingers, turned his palms over, and interlocked his fingers.

Didn't he want to touch her secretly?

Coincidentally, so did she.

The good thing is cheating.

Aunt Jiang held his hand and hid her own behind her back. From this perspective, no one could see the two of them sitting together with calm and indifferent expressions on the surface, but in fact, their fingertips were tightly intertwined behind their backs.

The palm was stretched open, and the fingertips of the other party came in forcefully, flirting with the soft flesh of the palm, feeling the sudden tightness of the other party's body, but the instigator hooked the corners of his mouth into a smile that was not a smile, floating in the dark Lingering colors.

The young man's eyes flickered, he pursed his lips slightly, and the girl's fingertips gently rubbed his snow-white palm, sometimes lightly, sometimes hard, itchy, making his eyelashes tremble unconsciously.

Sitting diagonally opposite, Yun Yingying, who happened to watch the whole process, silently picked up a cup of herbal tea and took a sip.

After drinking the herbal tea, the temperature on my cheeks, which were a little burned, finally cooled down a little.

Obviously these two people just shook hands, why did she see a trace of innocence in it, which made her blush a little and her heart beat.

The old man over there was finally relieved when he heard that Aunt Jiang was not carrying the corpse.

It's better not to lift the corpse, it's better not to lift the corpse!
The old man wiped the sweat off his forehead and asked Aunt Jiang: "What kind of job is that?"

Jiang Yu said, "Feng Shui master."

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Feng Shui master?"

The old man looked at Concubine Jiang with complicated eyes. He didn't expect that the grandniece he had just found was the Taoist priest with the worst reputation.

"Hmm." She nodded.

The old man asked Aunt Jiang in surprise and doubt: "Auntie, do you know Feng Shui?"

Aunt Jiang replied modestly: "I know a little bit. The main thing is not to look at Fengshui, but to ensure the safety of the funeral home." Fengshui is not very good, but she is very good at catching ghosts.

"Security?" The old man was silent for a while, and asked again tentatively.

Aunt Jiang also fell silent, "...you can say the same."

However, what she has to deal with is not people, but ghosts.

It seems to be right to say that it is a security guard.

"Oh, by the way, cousin, I heard that the funeral home you were in was haunted, is it true or not?" Jiang Shishi suddenly asked curiously.

Aunt Jiang: "It's true."

"Is it true?" Jiang Shishi and Yun Yingying are still college students and have not yet left the society. They are very curious about ghosts and monsters. Now that they heard Jiang Yu's words, they couldn't help being excited and continued to ask : "Cousin, is it really haunted there? Sister, have you seen what a ghost looks like?"

Hearing this, Aunt Jiang recalled what that ghost looked like at that time, "Hmm... it has no eyeballs, its sockets are dark, and it bleeds, its fingertips are so long, it should be able to pierce through a person's body, its blue-faced fangs , looks very ugly. When eating people, I like to eat people's hearts, full of—"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Before Concubine Jiang finished speaking, the two little girls, Jiang Shishi and Yun Yingying, covered their ears, closed their eyes and began to cry.

Jiang Shishi looked very scared, "Don't say it, cousin, don't say it! What you said is so graphic, I can imagine what that ghost looks like in my mind!"

Even the old man's expression was slightly uneasy, as if he was also frightened.

Yun Yingying's voice trembled a little, "Cousin Jiang, you spoke so vividly, could it be possible that you really saw a ghost? Or were you making up those words just now?"

Concubine Jiang replied solemnly, "I never lie to children."

"Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense, where is the ghost in this world, don't be scary." The old man couldn't help but make a sound.

Just now when Aunt Jiang described what that ghost looked like, she was serious and didn't look like she was joking at all. This made the old man start to feel terrified, as if there were ghosts in this world just as Aunt Jiang said. exist.

"I didn't lie to you. My job in the funeral home now is to catch ghosts." Aunt Jiang replied calmly, "I caught the one that made a fuss in the funeral home before."

The old man and Mrs. Zhong behind him looked at each other in dismay, and Aunt Jiang saw in their eyes the look of 'this child has gone mad'.

Since they don't believe it, Aunt Jiang will not explain it again.

After all, whether they believe it or not, it will not have much influence on Aunt Jiang.

Jiang Yu didn't forget the purpose of her visit this time. Jiang Yu took a look at the old man. In the entire Jiang family, there should be no other person except the old man who is the eldest.

If the old man didn't know the things about the original owner, then no one else would know.

If it doesn't work here... Aunt Jiang narrowed her eyes, then she could only focus on the two ghosts from last time.

(End of this chapter)