Resurrection of spiritual energy: I am cultivating the underworld in the world of supernatural power

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After dinner, protect the outside of the funeral shop.

"Team Joe, I'll go first, thank you for dinner. Chen Feng stood opposite Qiao Feng and said calmly.

Qiao Feng looked at Chen Feng's eyes, and finally couldn't help but ask,

"Chen Feng, you... Did you really put it down?"

Chen Feng, who was looking down at his mobile phone, was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then put the mobile phone back into his trouser pocket.

"Honestly?"

"Of course. "

No, how could anyone have come out so quickly....

However, I have made up my mind, and I will never be soft when I encounter ghosts in the future!" Chen Feng clenched his fists and said.

Seeing this, Qiao Feng sighed heavily, "Chen Feng, you know, your grandfather is the one I saw... The latter

just shook his head.

"He is an old man, the 3,026th victim I have met. Qiao Feng said.

Among the more than 3,000 victims, there were elderly people in their early years and children in their infants.

At first, when these victims died, I felt that it was really hard to say goodbye to a life.

It wasn't until later, after experiencing more things and seeing more people, that I realized that death may end the life of one living being, but it can never end the emotional connection between two living beings.

Chen Feng, did you know that any living being, whether it is a human or an animal, will experience three deaths. "

Three times?" Chen Feng was puzzled, "Why do you say three times?"

Qiao Feng silently lit a cigarette, took a puff gently, and spit out a smoke ring...

"The first time is when a living being's heart stops beating and stops breathing.

This time it was this creature who died, biologically.

And the second time is when the living being is buried, and all the relatives or people who are deeply connected come to the funeral and say goodbye to the Tao.

This time, it was this creature who had severed ties with this society and died in society. "

What about the third time?"

"As for the third time... When the last creature in this world remembers him and completely forgets him, he will truly die.

"So Chen Feng, your grandfather has your grandson, and you have always remembered him, so his life is far from over, on the contrary, his life has just begun!"

Hearing this, two hot tears unconsciously flowed out of the corners of Chen Feng's eyes, as if the big stone that had accumulated in his chest had finally landed.

"Team Qiao, why didn't you say this earlier, I've been uncomfortable for more than a day!" Chen Feng wiped the tears from his cheeks and said.

"Because... We need to learn to face death.

Sadness is allowed, sadness is allowed, but more importantly... It's about remembering this grief and learning to reconcile with it.

Only in this way can we truly grow up and stand up.

This... It is also a compulsory course for every ghost slayer who is not recorded in the textbook.

We need to know that what we are carrying is not only our own life, but also every life that dies before us.

As long as we remember these victims, they are still alive in our hearts, encouraging us to continue our journey in the future.

Chen Feng, you remember, you must learn to be kind to yourself and to every passerby you meet in your life. "

At this moment, the wind is rising.

The black hair on Qiao Feng's forehead fluttered in the wind, he reached out and tightened his collar, and said,

"Hurry up and go home, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, come to the store for dinner, and then I will make up for some of our compulsory courses for ghosts."

After hearing this, Chen Feng bowed deeply to him, turned around and walked towards the old town in the wind.

In the strong wind, the clothes of the two were blown to the ...... of hunting

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Early the next morning, protect the outside of the funeral shop.

"Ding Dong - Hello, welcome!" In

the pleasant sound of the electric bell, Chen Feng once again walked into the funeral shop.

As soon as he entered the door, he was stunned.

I saw a middle-aged woman about 30 years old sitting on the sofa in the hall of the funeral parlor, crying with a handful of snot and tears.

"Woo... I don't know, I already knew, I wouldn't let my family drive a truck if I said anything!

It's good now, yin and yang are separated, how can I live!!"

Next to her, Zhang Yaxin handed over the paper and said comfortingly:

"Sister Xia, please mourn first, actually..."

For the first time....

The second time....

The third time..."

Listening to the lines in Zhang Yaxin's mouth that were almost exactly the same as what Qiao Feng said last night, Chen Feng stood at the door blankly, and his heart was mixed for a while.

At the front desk of the hall, Wu Bin gave Chen Feng a look after seeing the visitor, then stood up and led the latter to the first floor of the basement.

As for Zhang Yaxin... is still sitting there comforting the middle-aged woman with routines.

"No, Wu Bin, what's the situation with you?" In

the corridor, Chen Feng asked the question in his heart with a confused face.

"What's the situation? Normal work, our funeral shop must also have to comfort the family of the deceased.

"No, isn't the shop upstairs just a disguise?"

"Who told you that? We have a business license!

Chen Feng, it seems that he still doesn't understand the characteristics of our ghost descendants. Wu Bin patted Chen Feng's shoulder and sighed.

"Although the supernatural events in our business city have hardly been interrupted throughout the year, they are not uninterrupted twenty-four hours a day.

If we don't have supernatural events during the day, it's nothing more than training to chat and eat Pachemo, how boring!"

Are you usually in charge of funeral work?"

"What's this? Anyway, when you usually deal with supernatural events, can't you just slam the door open?

Who would be idle and have nothing to do, why doesn't the funeral shop open?"

"......"

"Oh yes, Sister Yaxin comforted that aunt just now..."

"Routine, there are a bunch of them in the captain's office, if you are interested, I will take you back and go through it." Chen

Feng: ( ̄_ ̄|||).

Well, I'm a big wrongdoer.

The two of them came all the way to the hall on the first floor of the basement, and Wu Bin suddenly shook his head and said,

"By the way, Team Qiao said that you should drink a bowl of porridge after you come, and then go to the fighting room to find him." With that

, Wu Bin hurriedly handed a cup of millet porridge placed in the hall to Chen Feng.

The latter thanked him and took the porridge, "Where is the fighting room?"

"On the second basement floor, on the left hand side of the corridor.

"Okay.

Chen Feng finished drinking the porridge in two sips, then walked through the hall and walked down the corridor leading to the second floor.