Daily life of civil servants in the prefectural government

Su Xiyan and Cui Zhao sat at the edge of the round table, quietly watching the farce on the stage.Opposite them, there is a protruding square platform like a stage, on which there is a black leather coffin surrounded by colorful flowers, and there are black and white portraits hanging high on the coffin.

This is another mourning hall.

The black-and-white portrait above has long been replaced by another person, this time it is an ordinary middle-aged man wearing a suit and smiling calmly at the camera.Kneeling beside the coffin was a mourning woman dressed in sackcloth, sobbing and sobbing, her tone was bleak and extremely sad.

It looked the same as seeing off in an ordinary mourning hall, but the woman's body was stiff, her face was pale, and she was full of death, and she was clearly a dead person.

How ironic is it that the dead kneel in front of the hall and cry for the dead?

Su Xiyan looked around the room calmly, her expression was a little weird, but she quickly restrained herself.They are now in a large room with white walls and more than a dozen round tables on the open ground, which should have imitated the way people outside set up funeral banquets.But in this room, apart from him and Cui Zhao, there was no living person at all.

Looking up, those sitting at the table, toasting, drinking and laughing softly are clearly dead people.

Su Xiyan knew where all those corpses went, and they all came to the funeral banquet to drink.They seem to have been carefully packed, and everyone is wearing well-fitting clothes. Those corpse spots, rotting organs, and limbs hit by a car accident have all been carefully restrained and disguised to look like they were when they were alive.

At first glance, it looks really decent.

"Cui Zhao, what do you think they put on such a big show?"

Su Xiyan's lips moved slightly, and the sound as light as a mosquito was sent into Cui Zhao's eyes by his spiritual power.Cui Zhao was playing with a small porcelain wine glass in his hand. Hearing this, he glanced at him and switched the wine glass in his hand with the one in front of Su Xiyan.

"I don't know for the time being, but this should not be the first time a funeral banquet has been held here. There is no such kind of banquet for the dead in the underworld or in the underworld. I guess it's an idea that came up with something."

His voice was calm, and he didn't feel much about this weird scene.The funeral banquet is a banquet held by people in the Yang world to see off their relatives. In ancient times, funeral banquets were more particular. There were arrangements and rules for relatives to wake up, morgue for a few days, and the first seven souls.In order to match these rules, the underworld also has corresponding rules and regulations. Nowadays, these rules are a little looser, but most of them still follow the ancient rules.

I don't know whose idea this dead man's funeral banquet was, but he insisted on breaking the scene and imitating the funeral banquet.The model is imitated, but unfortunately it is just like a shell, and the inside is full of patchwork things, which have no half effect at all.That's why Su Xiyan directly called this a big show. The two of them were the audience, and it was up to the person behind the scenes to test them, or to do it secretly.

Su Xiyan reached out and picked up the small wine glass that Cui Zhao was playing with just now.

A small ceramic wine glass with a pink flower printed on the outside. The color looks nice, but the shape of the flower is very vague, as if the craftsman was lazy when coloring it.

This kind of small wine glass is usually bought cheaply by ordinary people, and it is mainly used for year-end sacrifices and... worshiping ancestors.Su Xiyan recalled how he and his parents respectfully kowtowed to the land god around the table when he was a child, and he became more certain about something in his heart.

"Can't they all get out of here?"

Cui Zhao nodded, "The funeral home is a place where death and yin energy gather. Nowadays, land prices in Yangjian are rising rapidly, and several high-rise buildings have been built near the funeral home. In order to prevent collisions, in addition to the necessary talisman paper, The local city god will also send Yin soldiers to take turns here."

The talisman papers Cui Zhao mentioned were the ones they found underground at the entrance of the funeral parlor. According to him, there is a circle of talisman papers around the entrance of the funeral parlor and under the wall, which can be entered and cannot be exited. All souls are imprisoned here.

If you add the Yin soldiers, it's no wonder that the things inside have turned the funeral parlor upside down and they dare not run outside.If the annoyed Chenghuang brought his men over to clean the place, then they would have to go directly to hell to reflect.

In order not to attract attention, they also took pains to build a ghost world in the funeral home, which is where they are now.Su Xiyan has also been to the ghost world, which is the Yin market they visited at that time. Generally speaking, the formation of the Yin market is an alternative and powerful ghost world. Coupled with the formation of a ghost king suppression.

That kind of yin market will shelter the ghosts who come and go, and at the same time, it will also collect taxes and fees required for some transactions.This ghost world is much worse than the Yinshi he had seen before. Su Xiyan looked at it and always felt that there were no tigers and monkeys in the mountains to call themselves kings.

It's not that he underestimated this place, but that ghosts often come to the funeral parlor to take away the souls, leaving only the corpses hardened by the frozen ground.Even if they can hide a few ghosts who don't want to leave, they can't even get a decent wine glass, so what's so scary.

After thinking about this point, Su Xiyan felt relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, her straight back was also slightly relaxed, and she began to check back and forth curiously.

Cui Zhao looked at him, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When Su Xiyan raised her eyes, she happened to see that smiling figure, and her eyes immediately froze on Cui Zhao's face and couldn't move for a long time.Cui Zhao is not a big-faced person who doesn't like to laugh, he often laughs, but those laughs are often contemptuous, mocking, or arrogant, mischievous, he rarely smiles so...so likable.

Su Xiyan couldn't describe how to describe that feeling, all he knew was that fleeting smile made his heart beat slightly faster.

His ears were a little hot, he secretly complained that he couldn't help the beauty, and his eyes casually slid to the ground, only to find a small circle of demonic power spreading vigorously on the ground, enveloping him and Cui Zhao completely, and dispelling the evil spirits All in isolation.

Su Xiyan looked at the talisman paper that was tightly held in his hand and had already made a mark, and suddenly realized.

"You did it on purpose!" You deliberately pointed out the illusion of ghosts and foxes pretending to be tigers, so that he could relax.

"Yes." Cui Zhao smiled slyly, and he nodded to himself.

"Yan Yan, what kind of image do I have in your heart?"

"Image?" Su Xiyan pondered for a moment, then hesitated, "Dead Tsundere?"

"Huh????" Cui Zhao looked over with displeasure.

Su Xiyan suppressed a smile and stretched out her hands to pinch his face, "Then what answer do you want to hear, could it be that you want me to boast that you are the most handsome in the world, have a super high force value, and see that everyone loves a car and sees a flat tire? "

Cui Zhao snorted softly, and seemed not too impressed with his statement.But he still stretched out his hand to grab Su Xiyan's hand, squeezed it like a treasure, and then intertwined his fingers.

"Can't I deserve your praise?"

"Dang Dang Dang, Dang Dang."

"Then what are you afraid of?" Cui Zhao asked back.

Su Xiyan's expression froze, he saw Cui Zhao's serious eyes swept over.

"My powerful cat is always by your side, what have you to be afraid of?"

For some reason, Su Xiyan remembered the temperature of Cui Zhao's chest, and the words he said when he held him in his arms.

"I will always be at your side."

He did it, from now until now, except for accidents, Cui Zhao has invaded his life quietly like a clingy spirit, but he not only didn't notice, but let him do it.

No, maybe he already noticed it, but he just didn't want to stop it...

When a person has been lonely for a long time, it is always easy to yearn for warmth and a harbor called home.

Once he had, then he was left alone, and now...

He has a cat and a boyfriend, so he can be regarded as a winner in life.

Under Cui Zhao's surprised eyes, Su Xiyan slowly approached him, and the distance between them became closer and closer.With entangled breaths and a slight smile, Cui Zhao straightened his eyes, and the demonic power that radiated from his feet almost scatter uncontrollably.

In his eyes, only Su Xiyan's face approaching slowly, in all honesty, Su Xiyan is very good-looking, but there are too many monsters with good-looking skins in the monster clan.Back then when he was leading the Nine-Tailed Cat Clan majesticly, there were countless people who came to recommend him. He had always kicked the monster down indifferently, and he had never been moved.

As for Su Xiyan, just the appearance of her thin lips gently opening can stir up ripples in his heart.

He knew what it meant, but he couldn't control it, and he didn't want to.

Cui Zhao suddenly reached out to caress Su Xiyan's face, stretched out his hand and pressed him to pull him in front of him, just as he was about to put the lip that he was thinking about into his mouth, a slender hand suddenly swung past his eyes.

"Snapped--"

"Finger magic power!"

Su Xiyan rolled into Cui Zhao's arms with a smile, seeing his bewildered face after being hit by him, covered her mouth and laughed so hard that her whole body trembled.

"Hahahaha, why are you so stupid..."

Cui Zhao: ...

After silently reciting the Qingjing Sutra several times, he managed to suppress the evil fire in his heart.Looking at the person who rolled on him as if he felt something, and suddenly became stiff, he angrily rubbed him into an afro.

"Just make fun of me!"

Su Xiyan moved her body helplessly, and after feeling the piece on her back slowly disappearing, she dared to whisper innocently: "It's none of my business."

"none of your business?"

The corners of Cui Zhao's mouth curled up, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he directly pushed down the person who was trying to get up from his lap.

"This is your sexual blessing for the rest of your life. How dare you say it's none of your business?"

His voice was soft and fast, obviously he could use sound transmission, but he just wanted to lean into Su Xiyan's ear and speak close to his ear, watching the tips of those white ears gradually turn red, he licked his lips in satisfaction.Su Xiyan almost jumped up and stood up, but after being held down by Cui Zhao abruptly, she turned to show a smile that was not a smile on the surface.

"Cui Zhao, have you forgotten that I have what you have. You can't, at worst, I'll do it."

Cui Zhao: ...

"Don't even think about it!"

"Oh, that's not necessarily the case!"

The two clung to each other and bickered softly, staring at me and staring at you, neither of them was willing to let the wind down, their necks were stubborn and they did not bow their heads. The atmosphere was full of gunpowder, but their bodies were still sticking together affectionately.

The corpses sitting at their table and watching the whole process: ...

Do you think we are dead?