Funeral anchor: I have a building in Shanghai

Chapter 29

What age is this.

Still playing the game of ghost marriage,
nausea!

Liu Li couldn't help feeling a sensual disgust, and when he looked at Fat Mom's face, he felt uncomfortable everywhere.

She was ready to go up and expose Fat Mom's plan in person, so Xiao Jiu gave Liu Li a hug.

"Old boss, wait a minute, I'll make a phone call to confirm."

"Call? Who to call?"

"Ghost matchmaker."

"What?"

Liu Li couldn't help but rubbed her arms on both sides, goosebumps fell all over the floor.

ghost matchmaker...

What kind of fairy name is this... It makes people feel uncomfortable.

"I'm looking for a phone."

Xiao Jiu took out a booklet bound in yellow paper, with bright red writing on it, and began to flip through it.

While looking for the phone number, I explained:
"Ghost marriage is a kind of yin business. The mage who is responsible for matchmaking, fortune-telling, and presiding over the ceremony is called a 'ghost matchmaker'."

"They also divide their own territory. It is a big taboo to fish over the boundary. This boundary is the sphere of influence of a ghost matchmaker called 'Yan Biegu'."

"If it's really a ghost marriage, it's definitely because of the ghost matchmaker's handwriting."

Xiao Jiu had a confidence that Liu Li had never seen on her face, as if she was shining.

At this moment, Liu Li also guessed what Xiao Jiu was really good at among the four little secretaries?

... Didn't expect you to be such a little Jiu?
...A little girl who slipped out of an old feudal superstitious family?

Liu Li has already created a novel of 100 million words in his mind, the title of the book is "Xuanmen Qiao's Miss Sister Encounters a Domineering President and Falls in Love with Me", and the plot is called bloody and bizarre.

want to see!

Thoughts were spinning in his mind, but Liu Li spoke in a serious manner:
"Bie Yan..., this name is quite elegant."

Xiao Jiu's expression was a little subtle when he heard this.

Before I could say anything, the phone was connected.

"Which one?"

His voice was hoarse and old, like fingernails on a coffin board.

Liu Li silently rubbed his arms again until it turned red.

What is elegant and not elegant, this is totally wrong.

Sure enough, the name is deceiving.

Only nicknames don't.

Ghost matchmaker, aptly so.

Xiao Jiu raised her head and raised her chest, her demeanor suddenly changed, she had an indescribable style, polite and reserved: "Mr. Yan, I am Bamin Linjiu, please excuse me."

"Huh? So it's the ninth girl of the Lin family. I don't dare to be a 'sir'. Is the ninth girl looking for something to do with the old man?"

The tone on the other end of the phone was much milder, and the gloomy tone that was always reminiscent of a coffin board disappeared.

Liu Li walked over, next to Xiao Jiu, relying on his status as the boss, to eavesdrop openly.

Xiao Jiu cleverly turned on the speakerphone.

"Lin Jiu wants to ask something. The old man recently accepted an order from West Lake City?"

The ghost matchmaker on the other end of the phone, Yan Biegu, was silent for a while, and then said:
"Indeed. Two little internet celebrities got married in the dark, right?"

"Exactly."

"So, Jiu girl is in that one-stop Liuli funeral shop?"

"Ok?"

Xiao Jiu was taken aback, and Liu Li was also a little dumbfounded.

It was like seeing a handsome guy on the street, and was thinking about how to add a WeChat message without losing his reserve, when the handsome guy suddenly stripped himself naked and rushed forward with a cry of "Come on baby".

It was so sudden.

They were stunned, stunned, and silent, and the other side noticed it, and chuckled with an uncomfortable hoarse voice:

"Ghost matchmakers also have to keep pace with the times, and this old man also uses the Internet.

The hearse entered the fantasy city and smashed Liulichang three times.

When the bride falls from a tall building, I feel sorry for her. "

"The old man has heard about such a big commotion."

"The remains of the pair of little Internet celebrities, counting the time, aren't they in that funeral shop."

"Since Ninth Miss can think of the old man, she must have seen the body and discovered the method above."

"What's wrong with guessing?"

...It looks so reasonable, but I can't refute it.

...but it still feels weird.

Liu Li's image of a master of metaphysics collapsed, as if he was enthusiastically chasing a fairy puppet show, but when he saw the number one beauty from all over the world, he snorted "so hot", and then from left to right Underwear straps ripped out of the sleeves...

Xiao Jiu came back to her senses and said: "Lin Jiu made this call just to ask the old man to let go."

"Let go?"

Yan Biegu's voice sank and became even worse, "Miss Nine, this is against the rules.

You let the old man push out the business you got..."

The ghost matchmaker paused for a moment, and just when Liu Li and Xiao Jiu thought it was over, he changed the subject:
"...you have to explain to the old man.

Is this what the Bamin Lin family means, or..."

Liu Li and Xiao Jiu understood the unfinished meaning of Yan Farewell.

If it is the meaning of the Bamin Lin family,
It seems that everyone is a member of the Taoist sect (I can't afford to provoke you),

Then maybe give each other face (I admit it),
It was over (resolutely followed through).

What?No ah (said early to scare me)?

Then I'm sorry, I'm quite busy (roll off).

Xiao Jiu was silent for a while, her brows furrowed and then parted, and she was about to speak as soon as she gritted her teeth.

before that,

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Liu Li snatched the phone from Xiao Jiu's hand.

"Old~ Boss..."

When Xiao Jiu wanted to get back his phone, he received a warning look from Liu Li.

"Ghost matchmaker, Mr. Yan Farewell to Mr. Yan, right?"

Liu Li canceled the hands-free, and raised the phone to her ear:

"What Xiao Jiu said just now is what I mean, and it has nothing to do with the Bamin Lin family."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Jiu was so moved that she burst into tears. If it wasn't for the same gender, she really didn't have that function, and she wished she could agree with her body.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself.

I'm Liu Li, the owner of Liuli Funeral Shop.

He is also Xiao Jiu's boss. "

At the other end of the conversation, Yan Biegu chuckled, "Liuli, I've heard of it.

Recently, I read Douyin and saw about you, so I went to your homepage to see it.

Attention is death, again and again. "

"I thought it was a coincidence, but now it seems that the old man is blind. So Liuli is also a member of my Taoist sect?"

Liu Li: "..."

...I'm not, don't talk nonsense.

...I am systematic/shy.

"I just run a funeral shop, so I dare not call myself a Taoist."

While racking her brains, Liu Li was thinking of how to persuade the old guy opposite, while delaying time with a lot of nonsense:

"Does the old man also play short videos? It's really admirable to keep pace with the times. Liu Li has to learn from the old man. What's your ID?"

Liu Li was just looking for something to say, and didn't take it to heart at all.

However, as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt something was wrong.

...uh~
... Don't get me wrong, I didn't pay attention to what you meant.

... This trouble is like sending an old man away.

Liu Li opened his mouth, and before he could turn back, Yan Biegu spoke.

Her earlier casualness seemed to have affected the other party, so Yan Biegui answered casually:

"Haha, things for young people are quite fun, my ID is..."

Liu Li simply didn't go back to make up for it, and listened carefully, preparing to memorize it by heart.

I don't know when... will I use it?
The thought came to her,
Yan Farewell, just about to read out the ID,

Just at this moment——

"boom!"

There was a loud noise,
"Fuck!"

"Boss be careful!"

Two exclamations.

The former comes from the phone,

The latter came from Xiaojiu beside me.

In a daze, Liu Li instinctively turned around and looked out the French window.

I saw-

A dump truck belched black smoke and squealed harshly,

The front of the car keeps zooming in, gradually occupying the entire field of view,

towards the small building,

toward her,
hit...

(End of this chapter)