corpse file

Chapter 44 The Boss' Call

Is there something wrong with this person!
He came over in the middle of the night to invite people to Laoshizi's trade fair!
Can't you come during the day?Do you have to come at night?
Looking at the gilded invitation he handed over, I took it easily.

I said, "Thank you for the invitation. If I have time, I will definitely come."

The two middle-aged men gave me a slight salute, then turned and left.

When I returned to the front desk, I looked at the gilded invitation in my hand and felt quite hesitant.

The boss told me before he left that he wanted me to keep a low profile.After all, the funeral parlor has indeed attracted a lot of people recently.

Needless to say, the three brothers from the Chang family in Taihang Mountain, Yu Bushun and that dead old lady from northwest Shanxi alone are enough for us to drink a pot.

The boss burned his body and lost his face. The other party has not moved in the past two days. Maybe he is holding back some energy.

At that moment, I threw the invitation in the drawer and prepared to turn on my phone to watch a movie.

I still watch zombie movies.

Senior Lin Zhengying held a copper coin sword and beat the zombies, making them scream and jump up and down. Not to mention, it was really fun.

While I was reading enthusiastically, suddenly the phone on the table rang again.

I picked up the phone and a familiar voice came from the other side: "Hello, is this Mr. Zhang Sanfen?"

"It's like this. We have a party here, specifically for the little cursed corpses in western Sichuan. We would like to invite you..."

The same tone, the same words, the same time.

At that moment, the hair on my body exploded.

So I said patiently: "Who are you?"

The tone on the other side was still humble: "Aren't you Mr. Zhang Sanfen? I'm sorry, I only invited Mr. Zhang Sanfen..."

I said impatiently: "I am the night shift manager of Nanshan Funeral Home! If you call here, I will answer it!"

"Either you call his private number directly! Or tell me who you are!"

Grandma, can’t I cure you?

When I called you for the second time, my boss acted in good conscience and asked you to leave a phone number.It turned out that the call was wrong.

Now he's even here!

And it’s still the same words!It seemed that he had forgotten all about the previous phone call with his boss!
Thinking of this, my body suddenly became excited.

Damn it, it couldn’t really be a ghost call, could it?

As soon as this idea came to me, the other party seemed to notice my emotions and hung up the phone with a bang.

I listened to the busy tone on the phone, and I couldn't react for a moment.

I have indeed heard of ghost phone calls.It seems that after someone dies, the phone number that he remembers most clearly will always be called.

After calling them, they will only repeat one sentence or part of the sentence.

Sometimes I still have normal conversations with people.

However, because the radio waves are affected by ghost calls, the signal is often poor and intermittent, and the other end of the phone often answers questions that are incorrect.

It's rare to see a ghost phone call that is so clear and can talk to yourself.

I was thinking there, and suddenly the phone on the table rang again.

I hesitated for a moment, but still answered the phone, ready to hear what the other party had to say.

Anyway, the ghost calls to scare people, and it won't bite you through the phone line, so you're scared.

As a result, after the call was connected, Zhang Sanfen's voice came from the other side. He said quickly: "Lao He!"

I stopped slightly and said, "I'm here! Boss!"

Zhang Sanfen's voice was extremely serious: "Unplug this phone line later! There's something wrong with that phone!" I was stunned for a moment and said, "Boss, that person called again just now..."

Zhang Sanfen cursed in a low voice and said, "I understand! Don't worry, I will try my best to solve the problem here!"

When he said this, I suddenly heard another man's voice on the other end of the phone: "Zhang San! I found Song Zhong's phone number!"

"Come here and take a look!"

Zhang Sanfen agreed and said quickly: "Old He, listen to me! There is something wrong with the little cursed corpse in western Sichuan. The ghost phone call was made by Song Zhong, the corpse keeper in southern Yunnan!"

"But he died a few days ago!"

"I don't know why he called me over and over again, but it's no good! Before I go back, unplug the phone line."

I said quickly: "Yes! Boss!"

"How are you doing there? Do you want me to come over and help?"

Before Zhang Sanfen could speak, another woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Zhang San! Found the third spell!"

"Zhang San! The matter is more serious than you think! The spell of the little cursed corpse in western Sichuan has begun to spread!"

Zhang Sanfen cursed in a very graceless manner, and said quickly: "Sister Ling, use purple cinnabar to cover the incantation! Don't let the incantation change again!"

"Also, find a way to tell the officials about the news here. Just a few of us may kill someone!"

The person called Sister Ling agreed, and then there was no movement.

Zhang Sanfen said into the phone again: "Old He, I really need your help!"

"I need three things. One is called corpse wood. It is dark in color and has no impurities. The specific shape is written in the night shift management manual!"

"The second type is called ghost tears, which are a bit similar to pearls. These are not ghost tears, but a mineral. And there are many fake ones. When you identify them, touch them with the Demon-Slaying Thorn. As long as the ghost tears will glow, That’s true!”

"The third type is called corpse-eating insects. These things are rare. I'm afraid they can only be found at trade fairs or auctions. If you can find it, find it. If you can't find it, forget it. I'll figure it out myself!"

"By the way, there is a bank card in the drawer in the duty room. You will definitely need money to buy these things. Just leave it to the public account. The password is written on the card!"

I opened the drawer and it turned out to be an ICBC financial gold card.

There are also six Arabic numerals in the signature position of the card.

I secretly clicked my tongue.

The boss is really interesting. The password is written on the bank card.

If someone picked this up, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to take away his money?

While I was thinking about that, Sister Ling's voice came again: "Zhang San! Hurry up! We found Song Zhong's body! Oh my God! What happened here?"

Zhang Sanfen said quickly: "That's it! Remember to unplug the phone line!"

"I'll contact you if anything happens!"

I quickly asked: "Hey! Boss! When do you want these three things? Do you want me to send them over?"

Zhang Sanfen answered very quickly: "As long as I can find it tomorrow night! I will call you again then!"

"That's it! Hang up!"

I heard the busy signal from the other end of the phone, and my heart skipped a beat.

The little cursed corpse in western Sichuan must be extremely difficult to deal with!Otherwise, the boss wouldn't be so eager to ask me for help.

And he didn't do it alone, there seemed to be two helpers.

A person who can help with the boss is not a simple role when you think about it.

(End of this chapter)