General: Start The Demon King, Get The Editing System

Early the next morning, Zhao Xiyu and Chen Linger sat up amid the sound of the bell.

Xia Feng said in the funeral training class that when you hear the bell ringing, you should sit up like a police dog.

Because of this sound, there is a guest coming.

"Here comes the list."

Chen Linger pushed the summer breeze that slept into a dead pig.

The latter waved his hand in confusion: "Go, raise soldiers for a while, it's time to test your business ability." Hearing

this, the two sighed helplessly, or after cleaning up, they walked towards the living room.

The two women looked at each other, their expressions a little apprehensive.

This is the first time they have faced a customer, and they are a little worried about whether it can be done.

He took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door open.

However, when they saw the guests sitting on the sofa, the two women were stunned.

It was a girl with almost flawless facial features, sitting quietly on the sofa, like a carefully carved handicraft.

Isn't this the little girl I met last night?

Chen Linger sat down and asked softly, "Little sister, is there something wrong with you?"

Although the girl had a straight face from beginning to end, such a shocking appearance made people's subconscious voices soften.

Lin Moxuan pushed the gift box on the table and said, "Enter it."

Zhao Xiyu came back to his senses, opened the gift box, and looked at the cat's corpse and was stunned.

"Into... Into the mortuary of it? "

She was originally psychologically constructed, even if it was a welfare list covered in, she had to endure it to appease her family."

However, what they never expected was that this single mortuary turned out to be a cat.

"What's the problem?"

Lin Moxuan frowned and asked.

"Didn't... No problem. "

Xia Feng said that no matter who the deceased is, no matter what the deceased looks like, he must be treated the way he treats his relatives.

"It's just that our funeral society is for humans, and never for cats..."

Lin Moxuan raised his palm and interrupted Zhao Xiyu's words.

Then, she took out a golden little yellow fish from her pocket: "This is your burial fee." "

This is what she just sneaked into the bank vault and sneaked out of a gold bar.

Unlike the one given to the intermediary last time, Lin Moxuan thoughtfully erased the number and information on the gold bar.

It can be seen that she really plans to send Meow away this time.

The two looked at each other, looking embarrassed.

"Little sister, we are here for the deceased, if you want to bury your pet, you can go to the pet store."

Chen Linger explained patiently.

Some pet shops also have a pet business.

"I'm not going there."

Lin Moxuan said coldly: "In my eyes, Thirteen Meow is not a pet, but a companion!" She

didn't want Thirteen Meow to be treated like a pet.

The two looked at each other, and then Zhao Xi said in embarrassment:

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid we..." Before

the words were finished, a flustered footstep sounded from the direction of the bedroom.

Everyone looked at each other, and saw the summer breeze in pajamas burst out, his nose fluttered, and he locked his eyes on the small yellow fish on the table like a police dog.

Oh, mother, a big patron who has not been seen for ten years!

"Don't listen to them, I'm the owner of this store, I took this order!"

Xia Feng rushed up like crazy, grabbed the gold bar on the table, and took a bite.

"Gold, pure!"

Xia Feng's eyes were red, and he stared at the girl sitting opposite.

What cute looks, in his eyes, this is a mobile vault.

However, what made Xia Feng feel strange was that the girl was also staring at him deadly.

It turned out to be him!

Lin Moxuan did not expect that the owner of this funeral club turned out to be Xia Feng.

However, despite countless cruel words to punish the other party, when he really saw the summer breeze, Lin Moxuan didn't know what to do.

"What is it called?"

Xia Feng looked moved, knelt in front of the table, and a pair of hands gently stroked the cat's corpse, as if he was stroking his girlfriend.

Lin Moxuan was slightly stunned, but still spoke: "Thirteen meow." Although

she has always been worried about Xia Feng rubbing her head, when it comes to the funeral of the cat, some things should be endured.

At least, you'll have to wait for Thirteen Meow to leave with peace of mind!

"Little Thirteen, you actually left like this."

Xia Feng let out a long sigh and looked sad: "Back then, I still fed you in the community, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that meeting again would be a different side of the world, woo-woo!"

After that, he actually lay on the table and cried.

Everyone: .

. Zhao Xiyu's eyebrows twitched.

Do you want to act so exaggerated, hey!

"You... You don't have to.

Lin Moxuan saw Xia Feng's grief crying, and his voice softened.

"Boss, don't worry."

Xia Feng wiped his tears and nodded heavily: "I will treat it like a family member and send it out of this dirty world!" Hearing

this, Lin Moxuan's expression was moved.

Because, she also said this yesterday.

"Hmph, I hope you can send it away seriously."

Seeing that Xia Feng was staring at him with an affectionate face, Lin Moxuan quickly moved his gaze.

"I have a request, I want to watch you enter the thirteenth meow the whole time."

Lin Moxuan said.

"The whole way?"

Hearing this, Xia Feng frowned, "This is a little uncomfortable. "

Boss, you don't know something, firstly, the scene may be a little bloody, I am afraid that the family will be heartbroken because of this, affecting the impression of the deceased in the hearts of the family, and the second point is that each of our morticians has a set of unique skills, this if..." Looking

at a piece of gold bar that Lin Moxuan silently placed on the table, Xia Feng gasped and quickly snatched it over.

"Oh mom, boss, let's not say anything, I'll arrange a VIP area for you to look comfortable."

His eyes seemed to be full of $, and he hugged the two gold bars tightly, and his mouth was about to burst with laughter.

"Hmph, let's start now."

Lin Moxuan snorted arrogantly, got up and walked towards the second floor of the funeral club.

"Why are you stunned, hurry up and move the sofa up."

Seeing that the two women were still in a daze, it seemed that they were sighing that Xia Feng's moral bottom line was so flexible, he quickly said.

Then, Xia Feng picked up the gift box containing the corpse and chased after it: "Boss, wait a minute, I'll open the door!" "

Second floor, inside the morgue.

A man and three women gathered around the cold iron bed, while Xia Feng had already changed his clothes and put on rubber gloves.

"What is this boss called?"

Xia Feng glanced at Lin Moxuan, who had a straight face, and asked.

"Lin Moxuan."

"Boss Lin, fortunately, the cat left the world not too late, its hair is not stiff, we can try our best to restore its appearance before death."

Xia Feng touched the still soft hair and took out two slender tweezers.

Lin Moxuan nodded: "Well, let's start directly."

She looked at the summer breeze, not knowing what she was thinking.