Changsheng Goudao: Playing suona at the beginning, sending off Xiuxian

Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed out of the crowd, and bowed to all four directions.

He bowed to Manager Wu and Taoist Lin Jiu.

Taoist Lin Jiu nodded calmly.

Others were only concerned with pleasing Manager Wu, and basically ignored him.

Bai Yu was first satisfactory in terms of politeness.

Taoist Lin Jiu took the initiative to ask:

"My friend, what are your specialties?"

Bai Yu replied confidently:

"I am good at playing the suona."

"A song "The Funeral" is dedicated to the audience friends present."

He took a deep breath and played the suona.

When the suona sounded, parents raised me in vain.

A song that broke my heart, where can I find a soulmate in the world.

The melodious sound of the suona suppressed the noisy crowd.

The sad tune aroused the sorrow in everyone's hearts.

Some of them had red eyes, and it was unknown whether they thought of their deceased parents or their lovers who had married.

When the song ended, there was silence in the place, and everyone was silent for a long time.

Taoist Lin Jiu nodded repeatedly and sighed:

"Sad but not sad, worrying about the distant past, the sound of suona even has a little soul-soothing effect."

"This kid was born to do this."

He asked again:

"Little brother, I see that you have abundant blood and qi, have you practiced martial arts?"

Bai Yu nodded:

"The Taoist has a keen eye, I have indeed practiced a few farming tricks."

Taoist Lin Jiu nodded repeatedly:

"I have practiced martial arts, and my blood and qi are abundant. I am also very confident and courageous."

"The most rare thing is that this suona song is almost perfect, which is comparable to the funeral procession."

Manager Wu on the side heard it and had an idea in his mind.

It can be seen that Taoist Lin Jiu admires this suona boy very much.

This boy is indeed very good, and can be said to be the best candidate for the miscellaneous servants of the charity cemetery.

Even if these hundreds of people are selected, it is likely that this suona boy will be selected.

In this case, it is better to give Lin Jiu a face.

I can save myself from being exposed to the wind and sun outside. Wouldn’t it be fun to go to Chunfeng Tower to find someone to relax my muscles?

He said:

"Since Taoist Lin Jiu likes it very much, there is no need to choose again. Let’s just choose this suona boy."

Bai Yu was overjoyed when he heard it, and bowed to Wu Guanshi and Taoist Lin Jiu.

Others in the field were extremely disappointed, and hundreds of people started to make a fuss.

Some knew that their strength was not as good as Bai Yu, and left dejectedly.

Others shouted that it was unfair. They did not dare to question the four people who took the back door, but only dared to envy Bai Yu who entered by his own ability.

Those who originally planned to enter through the back door, however, resented Bai Yu, thinking that he had taken their place.

When everyone was about to make a scene, Manager Wu slammed the table and shouted coldly:

"Why are you arguing? If you continue to argue, you will have no place to bury your dead."

This sentence immediately stunned everyone in the field.

Everyone dispersed reluctantly.

Manager Wu slowly stood up and stretched:

"Master Lin, I will leave this kid to the charity cemetery. I am so tired today. I have to go to Chunfeng Tower to relax."

After that, Manager Wu left with a few servants.

Master Lin ordered a servant named Zhu Tong to take Bai Yu to settle down.

This Zhu Tong was nicknamed Bailingtong and was very good at dealing with things.

After a few words, he became familiar with Bai Yu and called him a brother, which reduced the strangeness in Bai Yu's heart.

"Brother Bai, take the ID card and this set of menial clothes. You will be a member of our charity cemetery from now on."

Bai Yu took the clothes and ID card and said:

"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Tong, but there is one thing I don't understand. Can I ask you for help?"

Zhu Tong said:

"Brother Bai, if you don't understand anything, just ask."

Bai Yu said:

"Didn't we recruit five people this time? Where are the others besides me?"

Zhu Tong smiled and said:

"You don't understand this. They just take the money but don't work. They just register in the charity cemetery."

He said to Bai Yu mysteriously:

"Brother Bai, let me tell you, our charity cemetery has more than 50 staff members. Guess how many people there are now?"

Bai Yu hesitated:

"The charity cemetery is so big, it looks like there are hundreds of rooms, there must be at least 30 or 40 people."

Zhu Tong shook his head:

"You are still too young. The charity cemetery should have 56 people, but there are only 6 people, and one is just asking for money."

"The others don't have to work. There is a saying that goes 'If you don't work, you don't work. If you work, you don't work.'

"The ones who are really busy are us errand boys."

Bai Yu was shocked.

This is too outrageous. It's just a fraction.

At this time, Zhu Tong led Bai Yu to a hall and said:

"This is where Secretary Wu Dewu works. He is in charge of the monthly salary."

"YouGo get him a set of bedding and take up another room. "

He pulled Bai Yu again and reminded him in a low voice:

"Wu Mazi is the nephew of Wu Guanshi, nicknamed Bad Wu, you should be careful."

Bai Yu entered the hall and saw a pockmarked man, who was also very fat, just like a smaller version of Wu Guanshi.

At this time, he was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes squinting.

On the table next to him, a pot of tea was brewed, and the tea fragrance was strong.

Bai Yu had some impression that the one who was busy around Wu Guanshi before seemed to be this bad Wu with pockmarks on his face.

Bai Yu stepped forward and bowed, saying:

"Wu Guanshi, I am Bai Yu, a new handyman, come here to report and get a set of bedding."

Wu De slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Bai Yu.

He first picked up the small teapot from the side and took a sip, then said lightly:

"It's a coincidence that there are no beddings here. You should go outside and buy a few sets to make do. ”

“Wait until the money is allocated from above, and then I will give it to you.”

Zhu Tong said on the side:

“Secretary Wu, then you can approve a room for Brother Bai to settle down first?”

Wu De glared:

“The rooms are all public, how can you just approve them to others?”

“If you occupy public property, can you afford to be blamed by the superiors?”

Bai Yu understood after hearing this.

The recruitment advertisement said that accommodation was included, and this wicked Wu changed his mind at the last minute, just to get some benefits.

The King of Hell is easy to mess with, but the little ghosts are hard to deal with, and there are such villains everywhere.

Bai Yu took out a string of copper coins from his arms and said:

“Secretary Wu, I came here in a hurry and didn’t bring any gifts. This little money is for Secretary Wu to have a cup of tea. "

Wu De weighed it casually and estimated that there were two or three hundred coins.

He then smiled and seemed to remember something:

"I just remembered that twenty quilts were sent down from above a few days ago. They are in the utility room. You can pick one."

"By the way, there are many houses in our charity cemetery for receiving relatives and friends who come to the funeral. Usually no one lives there."

"Xiao Bai, go to the Renzi courtyard and pick one. This is also for more convenient work."

With the nod of the evil Wu, Bai Yu settled down.

He picked a relatively remote courtyard to facilitate martial arts practice in the future.

That night, Bai Yu looked at the moon outside the window, full of expectations:

"The funeral will start tomorrow, and the happy life will begin."

Thinking of the endless funeral rewards, Bai Yu was very happy.