Mysterious resurgence

Around 12:30 noon, vehicles drove over from the city and entered Fushou Garden.

There were dozens of vehicles parked in a row, including many luxury cars, which were quite grand, and the people who got out of the cars were all social elites, successful people who were either rich or noble.

Just a few moments.

There were nearly a hundred people in the open space. These people were all dressed in black, and some of them had white flowers on their chests. They looked like they were here to attend the funeral.

Before this group of people, the staff who had arrived earlier had already set up a temporary mourning hall.

"This rich man is troublesome. At this time, we have to hold a farewell ceremony. It has delayed us for several hours. Don't you know how to be considerate of others?"

Not far away, Sun Rui limped over, holding his palm, and he said a little impatiently.

"Don't say that. If someone dies in someone else's family, the procedures should still be followed."

Yang Jian said calmly: "Besides, it's better to keep things steady. After all, this is our first time delivering letters. We are considered newcomers. Besides, the red envelope makes me a little concerned."

"You can't just do whatever you want just because you're a ghost master. Be careful of overturning."

"Team Yang is still doing everything right." Sun Rui said with emotion.

At this time, the three people approached the temporary mourning hall.

In the middle of the mourning hall, in a large shed filled with flowers, a coffin was placed in the middle, with a black and white portrait in front of it.

"According to normal circumstances, the dead should be cremated."

Li Yang whispered: "But it looks like the body should be placed in that coffin."

Sun Rui looked at the coffin in the mourning hall and said: "Of course the cremation of the corpse complies with the regulations, but you see, the people attending the funeral should be relatively wealthy. They are either rich or noble. If the family insists on not having a spark, the burial will be carried out." It’s okay if you’re a public figure, but there’s nothing you can do about it unless you’re a public figure.”

"Of course, it's okay not to cremate some public figures. The body is buried secretly, and then the body is said to have been parked in the funeral parlor for a while. When the limelight passes, who cares whether the jar contains ashes?"

"Is there such an operation?" Li Yang asked in surprise.

Sun Rui said: "After all, our traditional concept is to bury in the ground, there is nothing we can do, Captain Yang? What to do next, let me see, just open the ghost field, throw the letter into the coffin, and wait for it to be buried in the afternoon. The mail delivery task is completed automatically, saving time and effort.”

His tone was relatively relaxed, and he felt that this letter delivery task was very ordinary and not difficult at all. Even this time it was a bit fussy. Even if Li Yang came alone, he could complete it smoothly.

Yang Jian didn't speak at this moment. He stopped and peered at the coffin placed in the shed.

The sight of Ghost Eye, which was not hindered by supernatural power, ignored the obstruction and saw the situation in the coffin.

There is indeed a corpse lying inside the coffin. It is the corpse of an old man in his seventies. His pale face is painted with white foundation and blush, which makes the old and wrinkled face of the dead look more... He looked like a living person, his eyes were closed tightly in his sunken eye sockets, his skinny and waxy hands were stacked in front of him, and he lay upright and stiff.

Wearing a black burial suit, he looked depressing and a bit strange.

Yang Jian had seen so many corpses that he had long been indifferent.

Confirmed again.

Yang Jian can conclude that this is an ordinary dead body and there is no supernatural being at all.

But here's the weird thing.

Why should this letter be sent to an ordinary dead person?

"I still have some doubts in my heart. I feel that the whole thing is very wrong. If we just complete the task of delivering letters, there will definitely be no problem. But we are not messengers or running errands for the ghost post office. Our purpose is to understand the secret of the ghost post office. , to unearth the true intentions of the Messenger’s mission.”

"So getting things done is not our primary purpose."

Yang Jian explained seriously: "So you are right to listen to me. We wait until this coffin is buried before we take action. I don't believe that the ghost post office will let us complete the task so easily."

"Then let's take a look." Sun Rui didn't object.

After all, the person is not buried now, so throwing the letter into the coffin at this time is not considered a successful delivery.

now.

In the temporary mourning hall, people have begun to send flowers and say goodbye one after another.

After the family members of the deceased, as well as relatives and friends say their final goodbyes, the coffin will be carried to Cemetery No. 1 and buried in Cemetery No. 78 that has been prepared in advance.

Although the waiting time was boring, the three of them were not impatient at all and were very patient.

Compared with the danger of facing supernatural events, this peaceful moment is actually a kind of enjoyment.

The three people were very close to the mourning hall, standing not far away and looking here without any action. This strange behavior attracted the attention of Liu Yuan, the son of the deceased Mrs. Liu.

Liu Yuan is the boss of a company in Dahai City. He is about fifty or so. He is short and fat, but quite dignified.

"Who are those three people standing over there? They don't look like relatives and friends. Ask them if the three of them are here to attend the farewell ceremony. If they are strangers, keep them away and don't let irrelevant people Standing here looking like a spectator."

"Okay, boss." An assistant in a black suit nodded.

Liu Yuan added: "Be polite. I don't want to cause a quarrel later because of some quarrel. There are many people here this time, so we must not make a joke."

His tone was serious, revealing dignity.

"Don't worry, boss, I will get it done." The assistant nodded.

soon.

The assistant came over.

"Friends, I am Mr. Liu's assistant. My name is Zhang Xin. You can call me Xiao Zhang."

This person introduced himself and said very politely: "I wonder if some of you are also here to attend this farewell ceremony? I see that some of you arrived very early and have been standing here watching for a while."

"I didn't know the family of the deceased, and I didn't come to attend the funeral." Yang Jian said directly.

Zhang Xin said: "Since these are not Mr. Liu's friends, can you please leave here temporarily? Don't disturb our farewell ceremony."

Sun Rui picked up his cane and knocked on the ground, making a dull sound: "Do you think we disturbed your funeral? Are you kidding? We are just standing here to look at the scenery and enjoy the wind. We are more than ten meters away from your mourning hall. How can it be considered an intrusion due to the distance? Have you booked the venue here?"

"I'm sorry. We did pay for today's venue. I hope the three of you can understand. After all, the deceased is the most important, so can you please move a little bit?" Zhang Xin said seriously.

"How much did you pay? One hundred thousand? Or three hundred thousand? If I pay double, can I let you people carry the coffin and leave quickly?"

Sun Rui said with a cold face: "Go away and don't disturb us. If you make us anxious, we will ask you to hold one more funeral today."

His words were rude and even a bit unpleasant.

But this is understandable.

After all, Sun Rui is also a powerful figure in Dahan City, and he is also a ghost controller. Ordinary people are not worthy of taking a closer look in front of him.

"We won't cause you any trouble just standing here. If you want to drive us away, we won't agree." Li Yang said with a cold face.

After all, the recipient of the letter is right in front of him, so it is natural to keep a close eye on him at this juncture.

"Guys, I'm very sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I just hope that you can stay away for a while. After we hold the farewell ceremony, you can stand here as long as you want. I also hope that you can be considerate. Please."

The assistant named Zhang Xin also noticed that the palm of Sun Rui's hand in front of him was actually made of pure gold, with a huge ruby ​​inlaid at the top. This thing alone was worth at least tens of millions.

Therefore, the three people in front of them are either rich or noble, and may have greater background than their boss Liu Yuan.

Zhang Xin originally wanted to lose his temper, but he held it back and apologized very politely.

Sun Rui waved his hand and said: "If you have nothing to do, just go aside and don't disturb us. Besides, we won't leave. If you want to drive us away, you'd better give up the idea as soon as possible, otherwise if something happens, the consequences will be You people can't afford it, I'm already easy to talk to, if it were anyone else, you wouldn't be so lucky today."

He drove away the person in front of him impatiently.

"This, this." The assistant named Zhang Xin was unsure for a moment.

He was really afraid of offending some powerful people. After all, there were many rich and powerful people in this big city.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xin could only turn around and leave, then told Liu Yuan about the incident.

"Boss, those people don't look like ordinary people, and they are a bit weird. I think it's better not to drive them away, so as not to cause any trouble."

Liu Yuan's face immediately darkened when he heard this. How could several unrelated people be allowed to stand there and watch the farewell ceremony of his own mother, and it was so eye-catching? Then he said: "Spend some money and take a look. Is it useful?"

"Boss, it's probably of little use. The cane in that man's hand is made of pure gold, and the ruby ​​on it is worth at least five million." Zhang Xin paused here.

Liu Yuan's expression changed when he heard this.

Obviously, these people may have very powerful backgrounds, and he cannot afford to offend them.

"In that case, let's ignore it for now." Liu Yuan looked over there, his eyes sharp.

But when he met Yang Jian's eyes, his heart suddenly palpitated.

My own eyes are relatively majestic, but that person's eyes are even more terrifying, indifferent, cold, like the eyes of a dead person, making people feel a kind of terrifying from the heart, which is simply not what a normal person should have. eyes.

"Who are these people?"

Liu Yuan was confused.

But the farewell party is still going on in an orderly manner.

But no one noticed that at this moment, in the coffin in the mourning hall in the greenhouse, Mrs. Liu, who had put on makeup, clothes, and was buried in the coffin, had quietly opened her coffin. Eyes, in the deeply sunken eye sockets, the dead man's eyes moved slightly.

In the cemetery of Cemetery No. 1, a strange twilight gradually began to fall.

But at the same time.

Outside Fushou Garden, the special car from the Supernatural Forum has already arrived.

Ye Zhen couldn't help but sent someone over to investigate.

The car stopped.

Two people, a man and a woman, got out of the car.

These two were none other than Russell Yi and Lin Luomei, who had met Yang Jian before.