From this day on, Wang Jingzhe gloriously became a Yin-Yang Mr. in the funeral home. Of course, this was temporary, and the funeral home would not recognize his identity, so he would still do miscellaneous positions.

Wang Jingzhe sighed a little, and even bowed to Chaoge in a special direction, saying, "All ancestors and ancestors are above, Wang Jingzhe's unfilial son has to change his family temporarily. When I return to the world in the future, I will continue to credit my kitchen knife. After all, I can't help it now."

It is said that Wang Jingzhe has not been engaged in a business of knives who have been credited for some time, mainly because he is plagued by God's crimes. It is really difficult for him to take time to manage his old business. There is nothing he can do about it. After all, his life is important. He has about two years left, so he should basically get to the line.

Speaking of the first few days when he was a Mr. Yin and Yang in the funeral home, Wang Jingzhe was idle for half of his time. Although the deceased would be sent here every day, they were all normal. As long as it was not an accident or abrupt death, he would not need to do his best to deal with it. Everything should be followed by the rules and procedures. What to do is actually very simple. Just calculate the time for cremation for the deceased. So he is very idle, but very comfortable because Wang Jingzhe can just wander in the funeral home. The place he went to was the morgue. There are many rooms here, the larger one is more than 100 square meters, and more than fifty corpses were stored in more than fifty freezers, and even the smaller ones were ten or twenty, and only one in a single room was one.

Wang Jingzhe usually moved a chair to sit in the morgue, feeling the continuous yin energy emitted from the corpse. He obviously felt that the soul that was nourishing in his body was very mysterious, just like a smoker, especially after sleeping, he went to the morgue for a while, and he felt like a living god, and his whole body was so comfortable.

He was speechless about this hobby, not only comforting, but also feeling speechless. He thought what if he got addicted in the future? Could it be that he would have to move a house with Xiaocao and find a grave-view room facing the cemetery?

Wang Jingzhe was too lazy to think about his annoyance when he thought about it. Let’s live up to the consequences. Let’s get through the past two years before talking about it.

At the same time, in a small county town more than 200 kilometers away from Mount Tai, a man sat alone on a table in a dirty ramen restaurant.

A bowl of ramen with only two slices of beef and a plate of cucumbers. Such a simple combination was accompanied by a bottle of Erguotou. The man who lowered his head to eat noodles from time to time picked up the wine bottle and poured a large mouthful of it into his mouth, then wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, and continued to eat it.

The door of the ramen restaurant was opened, and a slim figure came in. Although she looked like a woman, her whole head was blocked by a wide hat. After she came in, she walked straight to the man who was eating noodles and sat opposite him. The man said in a low voice without raising his head: "So many empty seats, I won't be able to compete for the table."

"Add another bowl of beef, count mine."

"Swish" The man who had eaten something suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman opposite who was blocked from his face. The chopsticks he held his hand were broken by "Gaba".

The one who ate the noodles was Han Guanhai, and the one who sat opposite him was Liang Xiu.

Han Guanhai's eyes suddenly turned red. He pursed his lips and was about to speak, Liang Xiu said first, "Do you hate me? You have no reason to hate me. The final result of your Han family has nothing to do with me. You must understand that I came to you to take revenge on Wang Jingzhe, but I have paved the road, but you are not sure. I took the first step just because I don't want to think that if Wang Jingzhe ran out and found me there, so what is your family now? You can't hate me. In the final analysis, Wang Jingzhe is still Wang Jingzhe."

Han Guanhai squirted and said, "Then why are you going halfway? Not only are you afraid that Wang Jingzhe will recognize you?"

Liang Xiu said: "Because I'm not sure if I can kill him, why should I stay? It turns out that I can't kill him."

Han Guanhai swallowed with a "gulp" and his head was very messy now. He was sure that he hated Wang Jingzhe, but he didn't know whether to hate the woman in front of him or not, which was very contradictory. Later, he and Han He also mentioned Liang Xiu. The two of them couldn't tell whether the Han family's unlucky relationship had something to do with her.

"Do you want to kill Wang Jingzhe more now?"

"Is that more, I hate him for not dying. I wish I could suck his muscles and slap him," Han Guanhai said hysterically.

Liang Xiu immediately sneered: "You are not Nezha."

Han Guanhai was speechless. He came out of Mount Tai a few days ago, and no one told him, because he himself didn't know where he was about to go. He knelt in front of Han Tangde's gate for the middle of the night and cried for the middle of the night. Han Guanhai's mind was full of words of revenge, but he didn't know how to take revenge. He thought of leaving Mount Tai and hiding for a while, it was like sleeping on firewood and tasting gall. Perhaps he would have the chance to step on Wang Jingzhe tightly in the future.

"If you want to kill him, follow me, I can help you." Liang Xiu said softly with a bewitching voice.

Han Guanhai gritted his teeth and asked, "How do you help me?"

"You should be able to see that my methods at Maoshan were almost effective. I can do the second and third times in one go. You can work with me."

Han Guanhai smiled and said hoarsely: "The Han family has collapsed. Do you still have the intention to cooperate with me?"

Liang Xiu said lightly: "The lean camel is bigger than a horse. Your Han family has fallen, but has it still fallen? The Sacrifice Family, which has existed for thousands of years, will not collapse completely overnight, right? Then you are too fragile."

Liang Xiu was right. The Han family fell on the surface, Han He was handed over as a scapegoat, and Han Hai stepped down for a while, and the Han family's industry became a cake, but these are all things on the surface. Can a family that has existed for thousands of years be left behind without any food? This is what Liang Xiu wants.

"I'm fine, but you have to let me see what you have, don't just talk with your mouth."

"Are you finished eating? Just follow me after you finish eating..."
Chapter completed!