Hong Kong Zongli Monks

Chapter 201 Reputation is Wealth

Next, several major events will happen in their funeral home.

The first thing is that the make-up artist Chen Meili, a female singer who is obsessed with suicide, does not hesitate to die, and uses her own face to replace the unrecognizable Chen Meili.

It seems that he didn't see how Chen Meili was replaced by himself, or maybe both of them were hiding in the coffin, but the coffin bearer didn't notice it?

Four people carried about two hundred and five catties. Although it was pulled by a car for a certain distance, you can still find it when you lift it up the mountain!

The second thing is that three people in their funeral home cheated money in the name of super saving, and annoyed the hag. In the end, the three of them were upper bodyed one by one in the haunted house.

All three of them went to each other one by one, except for running, they were just yelling.

Later, thanks to Ali and the hag's daughter, they were freed from the shackles on the hag's tombstone.

Before leaving, he told them not to lie to others in the future.

Therefore, no matter life or death, one must be honest in life.

The third thing is the death of Ah Hong, whom Ali had a crush on.

Ah Hong fell in love with Ah Li's old friend Daviv, and said that he never minded the identity of the dead man's makeup artist when they were dating.

Soon it was time to talk about marriage, Ah Hong told her colleagues and friends about the marriage, but unexpectedly, the scumbag man moved on and fell in love with another woman.

On the grounds that Ah Hong is a dead man's make-up artist, they propose to break up.

Later, Ah Hong committed suicide by jumping off the building. She did not come back, but went to Daviv and asked him if he had ever liked her.

Daviv has a new girlfriend, and finally Ahong's ghost leaves sadly.

At this time, Daviv, whose face was blue and pale from fright, was stopped by robbers who robbed money in the underground parking lot, broke down and shouted, the robbers were afraid that the police would kill Daviv.

In fact, as long as the man doesn't propose marriage with Ah Hong, it may be a different ending. They are too busy thinking about the wedding to propose a breakup.

This is what led to Ah Hong and Ali jumping off the roof of the building after they got together.

"No way, they are my bosses. If something happens, I will starve to death!" Uncle Xiang opened his eyes wide and said to Zhixing.

"It's just a few accidents, and it won't have much impact on your business!" Zhixing said with a smile.

"Then you didn't tell Ali just now?" Uncle Xiang rolled his eyes at Zhixing and said.

After so many days, I have half confidence in Zhi Xing's fortune-telling ability. Anyone who comes to see Zhi Xing for fortune-telling is accurate.

"How to tell him? There are just two people who want to die, and I don't know how to save them!" Zhixing shook his head and said.

"Someone will die? Then you need to talk to Ali more!" Uncle Xiang immediately opened his eyes and looked at Zhixing when he heard the death.

"They say they want to die, but he won't believe it!" Zhixing looked at Uncle Xiang and said seriously.

Uncle Xiang didn't say anything more. He thought for a moment and asked, "What should I do now? Just watch them die like this?"

After finishing speaking, seeing that Zhi Xing remained silent, he continued: "I have met all of them. Apart from some bad habits, they are actually pretty good people. Who is going to die? Can they be counted?"

"I haven't seen them before, so how do I know who died!" Zhixing glanced at him, shook his head and said.

"Yes, it seems you can ask them to come over and show you some time!" Uncle Xiang said to himself.

But I don't know how strong the five senses of Zhixing are, and I can hear it no matter how soft it is.

"Forget it, Uncle Xiang, life and death are destiny, let's talk about it later, even if you tell them that you are going to die now, I won't spit on you!" Zhixing said.

Uncle Xiang nodded and said, "That's right!"

"By the way, Uncle Xiang, you made a lot of money today!" Zhixing said to him with a smile.

"It's not like there's a big sum of money. It's just the cost of materials, craftsmanship, shop rent, and expenses. In fact, what I earn is very little. It's just a group of old friends earning some living expenses!"

Uncle Xiang shook his head and said.

Zhixing also knows that not far away, he has a warehouse, and a group of old men are working, most of which are purely handmade.

They have been doing this all their lives, and their hands look like they are pricking anything.

There are many such business models in Hong Kong, and time-honored shops all pay attention to practicality and word-of-mouth maintenance.

It's just that when this bunch of old men can't do it anymore, maybe the store closes down, or they sell those products from the factory, but it always changes.

Many traditional things will always be eliminated, and there may be a temporary revival, but how can it be against the surging trend.

Unknowingly, a few days later, more and more people came up for fortune-telling. Although most of them were from nearby people, word of mouth spread slowly.

Now I can usually receive about 50 people a day, even if it costs 500 yuan each, it is [-] yuan, which is much better than ordinary migrant workers.

Reputation is indeed an asset.

The nearby neighbors also came here because they believed in themselves, so everyone used the sky eye to observe their luck. Although it was a fortune-telling, it was not as comprehensive as the sky eye.

Ten yuan is considered worthy of them. After reading it, I know my blessings and misfortunes. How can there be such good things in this world!

There is such a good thing in the Chi Heng stall. The people really know what the goods are, whether they are real or fake, and the citizens are very discerning.

"Miss, do you want fortune-telling or fortune-telling?"

Zhixing saw a woman in her 30s coming over and sitting opposite Zhixing.

The hair is as short as the earrings, about 1.7 meters tall, tall and thin, full of charm.

"I heard that if you look at one person, you can look at the whole family?" the woman asked.

"Yes, jointly, just like if something bad happens to your husband or children, it also represents your family!" Zhixing nodded.

"Then, then, my mother is dead, can you figure out whether she is doing well down there?" the woman asked hesitantly.

Zhixing was stunned after hearing this.

Let's see her say it later: "Let me tell you the truth, I don't know until the dead stay in the world. If they go to the underworld, those who say they know whether they are living well or not are all liars!"

"Then your mother died and still stayed in Yangjian? If not, I can't do anything, there must be a difference between yin and yang!"

"Maybe stay in Yangjian!" The woman said uncertainly.

Zhixing thought for a while and said, "Since you asked me to know how your mother is doing, then you can feel it too, otherwise you wouldn't ask that!"

"Yeah, I want to know how she is!" the woman went on.

Zhixing looked around and saw that there were not too many people, and said, "Well, take me to the place where your mother died!"

The woman's complexion changed, she hesitated for a moment, and said, "Okay!"

Zhixing immediately put away the stall and put it in Uncle Xiang's shop.

"Can you even count ghosts?" Uncle Xiang asked as he watched Zhixing put things in.

He probably heard it just now.

"Yes, I'm an authentic Taoist ghost hunter. When I hear there is a ghost, of course I have to deal with it!" Zhixing said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, you must not fight ghosts. As the saying goes, fighting against officials will make you poor, but fighting against ghosts will help you!" Uncle Xiang advised.

"Understood, even though I'm young, I've received countless ghosts by now. I'm leaving. If anyone has fortune-telling, ask them to come back tomorrow!" Zhixing waved his hand and went out.

(End of this chapter)