Game of Destiny: This player is different

Qin Nuo, who was drinking 0 foam fruit milk, wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with a tissue: "Why are you suddenly excited?"

"This! This! Look, Xiao Qiao agreed!!"

Li Xiaomao jumped off the bed excitedly and handed over the phone.

Qin Nuo: (￢_￢) peer

You are a fool, can you agree to this easily?

You were exposed as soon as you met, okay.

Qin Nuo pinched his slightly painful eyebrows, indicating that he was powerless to do anything about it.

"Brother Nuo, I call you big brother, how can I not help my little brother when he is in trouble! Morality! Humanity! Conscience!"

If I help, it means I am in trouble.

The two of them had an extreme tug-of-war, and in the end Li Xiaomao almost knelt down.

His attitude was extremely humble.

Qin Nuo had to reluctantly agree.

By the way, I took a look at Xiao Qiao's space album.

Oh, she is still a very cute girl.

No need to be a tanker.

He thought about it and gave a solution.

The next time they meet, he will pretend to be a bad monk with dishonest hands and feet.

When he takes Xiao Qiao to the alley and is ready to take advantage of her, let Li Xiaomao, who has been lying in ambush, rush out from behind.

A clichéd but timeless hero saves the beauty.

But just like this...

Li Xiaomao has played ball after two months of foundation, and needs to start over.

Of course, Qin Nuo's sacrifice is not small.

At least he can't go to the junior high school area for several months. (Li Xiaomao's school is also in Dongcheng District)

In response, Li Xiaomao said that he would give all his saved New Year's money as a reward for this mission.

"How much New Year's money do you have?"

Qin Nuo asked pretending to be indifferent.

"Well, there is only 10,000 left. I originally had 20,000, and I topped up 10,000 by playing the Smoke God card before."

Li Xiaomao looked at his WeChat balance and replied apologetically.

Well, it's really...a child from a rich family.

The New Year's money given by the elders is enough for half a year's rent.

"By the way, Brother Nuo, when are we going to take action?"

Li Xiaomao, who had regained his spirits after his worries were gone, asked impatiently.

"Wait for my notice."

At this time, Li Dayong's voice came from outside the house, asking the two to come out for dinner.

"What if Xiao Qiao takes the initiative to ask me out?"

Li Xiaomao asked persistently.

Qin Nuo waved his hand and opened the door: "Just say that you are in a blood rage and can't move. Do you need me to teach you to make an excuse?"

"Okay..."

Just after leaving the room, the door to the entrance of the living room was also opened.

A well-maintained middle-aged woman with decent temperament walked in.

It happened to meet Qin Nuo's eyes.

Then both of them were stunned.

"Xiao Qin?"

"Sister Li?"

The person who came was none other than Sister Li, who wanted Qin Nuo to officially join the company.

The head of the Xicheng District Xingfu Crematorium.

Li Dayong, holding the turtle soup, opened his mouth.

He didn't expect that his sister actually knew Qin Nuo.

"Xinghai is really small." Qin Nuo said helplessly.

"It's Xiaoqin, you have a wide network of contacts, and you have acquaintances everywhere."

Mao Wenping took over the conversation just right, defusing the awkward atmosphere.

That's true.

If you work part-time in Xinghai, you will know a lot of people.

The food has been cooked, and several people started to eat around the table.

Li Dayong found that Li Xiaomao had recovered as usual, and his appetite was still good. He ate two bowls of rice in one breath.

He secretly thought that Qin Nuo's methods were powerful.

He cured his son in less than an hour.

I don't know the method used. I have to ask him one day when I have time.

Because they are all acquaintances, after the first few seconds of discomfort, everyone relaxed.

Qin Nuo is also a very outgoing person. He told jokes to the three adults while eating.

From school anecdotes to social news, he also interspersed his own small opinions from time to time.

He was neither extreme nor fair, and his jokes were elegant and unconventional.

It was appreciated by both the elite and the masses, fresh and natural.

Li Dayong and Mao Wenping were so amused that they couldn't stop laughing.

Li Xiaomao's eyes were shining, full of admiration.

This is his elder brother, so awesome!

He is much better than the Chinese teacher in school.

Only Sister Li seemed to be in a bad mood, and she was not very interested in the whole process.

Li Dayong, who was a careless person, noticed her abnormality, put down his chopsticks and asked, "Sister, did you encounter something?"

"Nothing, just a little uncomfortable."

"You are definitely in trouble. We grew up together. I know what you are going to fart when you take off your pants." Li Dayong said confidently.

As a result, he was slapped by Mao Wenping.

Sister Li also slammed her chopsticks on the table, her face slightly flushed, and she stared at him: "Li Dayong, there are children here, can't you be more careful when you talk?!"

Li Xiaomao pretended not to hear, stuck out his tongue, and left the table tactfully to go back to the house.

The next thing is probably someone's private matter.

Although Qin Nuo wanted to sit down and listen, he decided to retreat first for the sake of maintaining his image.

As soon as he left his seat, Sister Li called him: "Xiao Qin, you know a lot, sit down and help me analyze it. There are too many strange things I have encountered recently, which makes me anxious. "

"Me?"

"Yeah."

Li Dayong and Mao Wenping on the side were also curious about what happened to give Sister Li such a headache.

"It probably happened half a month ago. "

Sister Li sighed and reminisced while telling the story.

Crematorium.

When most people hear this term, they will subconsciously associate it with haunted places, resurrected corpses, etc.

Then stay away from it.

After all, it is a place that deals with the dead, so it is normal to arouse taboos.

Although it is the 21st century, there are many rules in the crematorium. You can disbelieve them, but it is best not to be disrespectful.

First of all, when speaking in the crematorium, you must be careful not to include the word "death" in your words, otherwise it will be unlucky.

Secondly, you cannot say your name casually in the crematorium, if the ghost hears it, it will miss you.

Thirdly, when transporting the body, you cannot drop tears on the body, nor can you touch the body's hands.

Then, it is best not to cremate in the afternoon, because the yin energy is heavier in the afternoon.

Finally, children and pregnant women should not cremate in the afternoon. Women cannot go to the crematorium.

Of course, the above are all rules that are well known to the general public.

For example, men and women who have not married need to wear red shoulder straps.

Don't wait until everything is burned before leaving.

Don't look around or walk around in the crematorium, because you don't know which door is behind a body.

When leaving the crematorium, you can't look back after walking a few steps.

Staff must wear dark clothes, and family members are also better off wearing plain clothes, etc.

If you talk about all of them, it will probably take until dawn.

Sister Li has worked in the crematorium for many years, so she is naturally familiar with these rules.

It's common to encounter some strange things at ordinary times.

But a strange thing half a month ago scared the head of the crematorium.

Qin Nuo heard this and suddenly had a premonition.

It is very likely that the next mission is coming.