My master is invincible

Chapter 2003

When I discovered this situation, I was a little confused, and my breathing became short of breath. I trembled and said, "It can't be him!"

"Who?" Joyce asked.

I glanced at her, then looked down at the deceased, "Old lady Yuan's man."

I say this because I suddenly remembered what Mrs. Yuan said about the mortuary.

In the words of Mrs. Yuan, her man's body had been at home for three years.

And now looking at the corpse on the ground, I immediately felt that the owner of this corpse was probably Mrs. Yuan's man.

But, if that's the case.

Then the problem is coming.

Who would be the corpse under Mrs. Yuan's body?
Without any hesitation, I quickly asked Zhuge Qingming to call the coffin bearer in Yuanjia Village.

That Zhuge Qingming took out his mobile phone, dialed a series of data, and there was a beeping sound.

Immediately afterwards, the call was connected, and Zhuge Qingming handed the phone to me.

I answered the phone without being polite, and immediately asked, "Has Mrs. Yuan's body been buried yet?"

"No!" A dull voice came from the other end of the phone.

I said again, "Is the coffin sealed yet?"

The other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, and said falteringly: "What's wrong with the coffin that was just sealed, is there something wrong?"

Sealed?
I muttered a word, didn't ask any more questions, said thank you to the other end of the phone, and hung up the phone.

As soon as I hung up the phone, Zhuge Qingming came over and asked me, "Palace Master, did you find anything?"

I glanced at the corpse on the ground, then glanced at everyone present, and said in a low voice, "This corpse is likely to belong to Mrs. Yuan's man."

"Ah!" Zhuge Qingming exclaimed, "Then who is under the old lady Yuan's body?"

I thought about it for a while, then shook my head and said, "I don't know, I asked over there just now, the coffin has already been sealed, so it's not good to open it again."

After finishing speaking, I felt very bitter in my heart. I always felt that the whole matter seemed to end with Yuan Qingtian's death, but there were still many mysteries that had not been solved. The coffin was loaded onto the truck.

Why did Mrs. Yuan's man's body appear here?
What's more, when I left, I didn't see the body. Could it be that someone has been to this house during this time?
In an instant, I immediately thought of a person, Lin Fan.

She was alone in the whole thing.

And when we were in that village, Bai Zhe once told me to be careful of Lin Fan.

Could it be that she was playing tricks on all of this?
But, no, what good would it do her!

Furthermore, the reason why I wanted to come to Guangzhou in the first place was entirely on the idea of ​​Gao Lao, who asked me to come to Guangzhou to find Lin Fan.

For a moment, I only felt that one head and two were bigger, so I squatted beside the corpse and looked at it for a while, and then started to rummage through old Mrs. Yuan's belongings in the house.

About half an hour later, Zhuge Qingming walked towards me holding a photo.

"Palace Master, the deceased on the ground should be Mrs. Yuan's man." While speaking, he handed me the photo in his hand.

After receiving the photo, I glanced at it. It was a black and white photo. Mrs. Yuan was leaning on an old man, and the appearance of the old man was [-]% similar to the corpse on the ground.

"Huh!" I took a deep breath, it seems that this corpse is indeed Mrs. Yuan's man.

I thought about it for a while, took out my mobile phone, and found Director Zhuo Fan's phone number.At the beginning, I heard from Yuan Zhenghua that Zhuo Fan's father seemed to be sworn brothers with Mrs. Yuan, and Mrs. Yuan treated Zhuo Fan very well during her lifetime.

I want him to come and work on the body.

Mainly because I don't have much time to stay here.

"Master Jiu!" Joyce called out to me.

I turned my head and glanced at her.

"I felt...the deceased didn't really want to go back to their hometown," she said.

"Why?" I asked hurriedly.

She frowned slightly, and said softly: "I can't explain why, but I have this feeling in my heart."

"I agree with the words of the palace lord's wife." Han Qiu approached and said in a low voice.

"I agree too." Zhuge Qingming echoed.

I don't understand what the three of them mean, why they have such an idea.

Immediately, I asked why.

Joyce said: "Jiu Ye, just imagine, if the deceased really wanted to go back to his hometown, or Yuan Zhenghua really wanted to bury his body in his hometown, when you sent the body back to the countryside, his body should have been sent back together That's right."

Hearing what she said, I thought about it carefully, and it seemed quite right, so I asked her: "Then what do you think should be done?"

She pondered for a while, then whispered: "Cremation!"

Ok?
Cremation?

I muttered, but didn't speak.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Joyce said softly, "Jiuye, you must know how to accept it."

I looked up at her, no wonder she brought up this matter, and after a long time of fidgeting, it turned to cremation, no wonder Zhuge Qingming and Han Qiu would also stand up and agree.

"Master Jiu!" Joyce called me again, "How about we send the corpse to the crematorium now?"

I smiled wryly and didn't say anything. Instead, I found a clean white cloth, covered the dead body, and sat down in a clean place.

"Palace Master, this corpse has already begun to rot. Because it is a corpse, there is a lot of blood accumulated in the corpse. If it is buried, the blood in the corpse will seep into the soil through the coffin. If you are not careful, it will affect the surrounding area. The environment, and more importantly, the morgue not only accumulated a lot of blood in the body, but also accumulated a lot of resentment in the heart of the deceased, I... I am worried that the coffin of the deceased will not be easy to lift." Zhuge Qingming sat down next to me low voice.

I glanced at him, then at Joyce, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and said softly, "What did you two agree?"

Zhuge Qingming was stunned for a moment and didn't say a word. Joyce walked towards me and said softly, "Master Jiu, this is an opportunity. I really don't want you to miss this opportunity. Once you miss it, I...I think it will be the whole time." A loss to the profession of coffin-bearers."

I understand what she means, maybe she is forcing me to express my opinion now, or maybe she is afraid that I will miss the opportunity if I think about it for too long?
But, what I don't understand is, what is the timing of what she said?
I glanced at her and asked her, "When is it?"

She didn't answer my question directly, but exchanged glances with Zhuge Qingming, and Zhuge Qingming said, "Master, it's like this, haven't we been messing around with a cultural communication company recently, and we have encountered a problem. Bring this problem to the palace lord's wife."

"What problem?" I frowned.

He didn't speak, but instead glanced at Joyce, meaning to let Joyce speak.

Joyce, on the other hand, looked distressed.

Just like that, the whole room was as quiet as a cicada, and no one spoke.

After a full minute, Joyce walked towards me slowly.

(End of this chapter)