It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 551 Five-star Mike Luther once said
"I understand. It's territorial jurisdiction."

Liu Zheng nodded.

Even though he is a journalist, he still knows something about the law.

Of course, it also comes from the messy accumulation of my previous experience as an online writer.

"But sir, I see that you have a lot of fire in you, don't you?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Look at the top of my head."

The gravekeeper said.

He looked as he was told, but saw only a thin layer of flames on the gravekeeper's skull, and there was not even a circle in the middle.

"This is."

He hesitated and dared not speak.

"It's bald."

The gravekeeper said bluntly.

"puff!"

Liu Zheng really couldn't hold it back.

"Excuse me."

He quickly apologized.

"It's okay. I can't hear you."

As soon as the gravekeeper finished speaking, Liu Zheng's hoof was in his hands.

Then he kicked Liu Zheng headfirst into the ground.

"You may continue talking now."

The gravekeeper said.

"@#$%^&&?"

A series of indistinct sounds came from underground.

"What did you say? I couldn't hear you clearly."

The gravekeeper pretended to listen carefully.

In fact, with his strength, he could even hear Liu Zheng talking in his sleep in hell, not to mention there was only a layer of dirt between them.

"@#$%^&& (Why don't you just pull me out)?"

Liu Zheng smiled bitterly.

"Are you still laughing?"

“@#$%^&& (No more laughing, never again).”

He said quickly.

The gravekeeper grabbed his hooves and pulled him out again.

"Ten thousand. One thousand for property damage, nine thousand for emotional damage."

The gravekeeper pointed to the gap in the ground and said.

"Pfft! Ok."

Liu Zheng spat out the dirt in his mouth and then paid the money obediently.

Just one laugh can cost you ten thousand yuan. No wonder people say that selling smiles can make money.

"What kind of fire do you need?"

he asked.

"Anything of high quality will do. The higher the temperature, the better. There are enough of them in the Cold Fire Cemetery."

The gravekeeper said.

“Is the temperature high enough?”

In this case, the Chaos Club's gold membership card would not be appropriate.

Although it was only for a moment, the pale flame gave him a feeling mainly of coldness and hardness.

However, even if the pale flame was suitable, Liu Zheng didn't dare to take out the gold card.

No matter what their relationship to City Hall is, other landmarks are always part of the metropolis.

Only the Chaos Club, judging from the scraps of information he had gathered, seemed as out of place as he was.

“Is sunlight considered fire?”

Liu Zheng remembered and asked.

"No. But the fire started by the sun does."

The gravekeeper replied.

"That's it."

Then he can find quite a lot of suitable flames.

First of all, there is Si Xue's flame. Needless to say, the temperature and quality of the golden liquid are so high that it can melt an indestructible wine bottle.

The second is the flame of the Red Ghost. It is hard to say the temperature of this flame that can burn the monster of death, but the quality is definitely high enough.

Then there is Ra's Glory. When in At City, Yangyan and the Golden Liquid killed the Moon Demon instantly. The quality and temperature were also sufficient.

The last one is the wrath of “Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath”, which is at least a perfect quality equipment, and the quality of its own flame will not be low. If all else fails, it can be transformed into an angry demon.

As for the other flames, there must be more, but Liu Zheng was too lazy to think about them anymore.

"Then I'll take this commission. Do you have a suitable container?"

he asked.

After all, those flames were not objects, and he could not store them into the system space.

"Have."

The gravekeeper pulled a corncob pipe from his pocket.

"If you satisfy me enough, I'll give it to you."

He threw the pipe to Liu Zheng.

The latter caught the pipe and the item introduction popped up immediately.

"Name: Five-Star McLuther's Corn Pipe"

"Type: Equipment"

“Quality: Excellent”

"Effect 1: Slightly increases the player's charm."

"Effect 2: Can absorb flames and store them. If the storage limit is exceeded, the item will be destroyed."

"Note: Five-star maker Luther once said that even if you are just a maker, you have to be the most famous one."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

"I feel like this pipe and sunglasses will go well together."

Liu Zheng suddenly had a feeling.

"Will this pipe bear the weight?"

Seeing the second effect, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"After all, the flame you want is definitely not the ordinary stuff."

"Makes sense."

The gravekeeper nodded and whistled.

A roar like that of a human or an animal came from afar, and then a black spot appeared in the sky.

The black spot got closer and bigger, and finally turned into a tall figure, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

"boom!"

The man fell straight to the ground, making a sound of metal colliding, but he didn't even bend his knees.

It had a green face and fangs, and was wearing a dark blue robe with patches, court beads around its neck, and a top hat with flower feathers on its head. Its entire body was covered with wet black hair, just like water grass.

"Fuck, zombies?"

Liu Zheng blurted out.

"That's right. And it's a wandering corpse buried in water."

The gravekeeper said.

Some people classify zombies into eight levels: purple zombie, white zombie, green zombie, hairy zombie, flying zombie, wandering zombie, crouching zombie, and undecayed bones.

Zombies at the Maojiang level are no longer afraid of ordinary flames, and wandering zombies two levels higher than it can move freely between the Yin and Yang worlds and enjoy sunbathing freely.

"Give him the pipe."

The gravekeeper said.

"Oh well."

Liu Zheng handed the pipe to You Shi.

The latter did not take the pipe immediately, but looked straight into his eyes, as if he could see his white brain through his eyes.

"Mr. Gravekeeper, your men are quite rebellious."

Liu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"They are not my men. However, they are indeed very rebellious."

The gravekeeper said this and raised the whip that had appeared in his hand at some point.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the zombie that was standing upright suddenly lay down upright.

"Snapped!"

There was another crisp sound, and the belly of the zombie that had fallen from a height of hundreds of meters but remained unharmed was whipped open, revealing the purple internal organs.

"Squeeze its fat into the bowl."

The gravekeeper said.

"okay."

Liu Zheng agreed without hesitation, then walked up to the zombie with a relaxed look on his face.

The zombie stared at him with its red eyes, and its fangs protruded from its mouth, as if it would bite through his neck at any time.

"What are you looking at? Do you think you're scary? All movies with you in them are just fantasy action movies, you know that?"

Liu Zheng squatted down, tapped its cheek with a knife and said.

He wasn't scared when he watched zombie movies back then, let alone now.

We are all not human, so who is afraid of who?

If the gravekeeper hadn't stepped in to discipline him, Liu Zheng would have cut this thing into pieces and brought it back to the restaurant to taste.

He had eaten "zombie meat", but he had never eaten zombie meat.

He pulled out a piece of the corpse's intestines and then used force to unzip them.

A drop of fishy and smelly intestinal oil popped out and then slowly dripped into the bowl.

The originally yellow bowl was immediately dyed brown by the intestinal oil, but the unpleasant smell miraculously disappeared.

Liu Zheng looked at the item introduction again and found that there were changes again.

"Name: Zombie Intestine Oil Pipe"

"Type: Equipment"

“Quality: Excellent”

"Effect 1: Slightly reduce the player's charm."

"Effect 2: It can absorb a large amount of flames and store them. If the storage limit is exceeded, the item will be destroyed." "Remarks: Five-star Mike Luther once said that he had never seen such a pipe before."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

"Good fellow, it went straight from increasing charm to decreasing it."

He raised his eyebrows.

But he is not a charismatic person to begin with, so reducing his charm a little will not have much impact.

Besides, this thing is not usually equipped, so it doesn't matter if you take it out and use it temporarily.

"Next time, remember this and don't just think about eating."

Liu Zheng sneered and stuffed his intestines back.

The zombie suddenly jumped up and was about to attack regardless of the wound on its stomach.

"stop!"

The gravekeeper said calmly, and the wandering corpse immediately stopped where it was.

"you can go now."

He said.

"Roar!"

The zombie roared angrily at Liu Zheng, then flew away reluctantly.

"Sir, I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Liu Zheng asked tentatively.

"explain."

“Is your management too lenient?”

he complained.

Look at the bloody restaurant. Not to mention confronting him face to face, Niu Ma was almost killed by Si Xue just because he said the wrong thing.

Faced with the raging sewer, the fisherman could only teleport Liu Zheng and the others away, and then close his eyes and wait for death.

At least within the landmark, the employees have almost no power to resist the spokespersons, and the spokespersons have almost no power to resist the landmark itself.

It's nothing like a cemetery. Both ghouls and zombies dare to explode in front of the gravekeeper.

"Because they are not my employees, they are free to do whatever they want except to follow the cemetery's rules."

The gravekeeper said calmly.

Without subordination there is no absolute control, and the mere threat of violence is much less effective on the dead than on the living.

The area of ​​the cemetery is only smaller than a sewer, but the number of people in it is many times more than that of a restaurant.

In terms of resources alone, the gravekeeper may have the most among all spokespersons.

But because of the special nature of the cemetery, his authority is the lowest.

But he himself doesn't really care about this.

"Ok."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

Since the other person didn't care, there was nothing he could say.

"Anything else? If not, I'll go back to herding cattle."

The gravekeeper said.

"Yes, yes. Can I trouble you to help me later?"

Liu Zheng told him about the curse of the Pujie family.

“Are you buying yogurt?”

The gravekeeper asked.

"Buy! Are five barrels enough?"

He said decisively.

"Yogurt is not selling well. Help the dairy farmers."

The gravekeeper spoke the advertising slogan seriously.

"Ten barrels!"

Liu Zheng said with a painful look on his face.

This time he didn't have the discount on the plane tree coffins. Ten barrels would cost one million.

“Thank you for your great support.”

The gravekeeper took the initiative to extend his hand and shook hands with him.

“Is there even no 20% discount this time?”

Liu Zheng tried to struggle.

"Then I'll give you a 20% discount on the gift."

The gravekeeper replied.

"Forget it then. I prefer to buy goods at full price. I cough when I buy discounted goods."

He said harshly.

Actually, it’s not such a big loss if you think about it. The Hell Honey Yogurt can be donated to shelters or clinics.

Given the personalities of Red Ghost and Doctor Nile, they would definitely give him a corresponding return gift.

Liu Zheng counted out one million and handed it to the gravekeeper, who then gave him the same paper shell as last time.

He took the paper shell and found a brass bullet inside.

“That’s the giveaway.”

The gravekeeper said.

"But sir, what should I do if I don't have a gun?"

Liu Zheng smiled bitterly.

"As long as you shoot it out."

The gravekeeper said.

"what?"

He had a bad feeling.

"Put a bullet in your"

The gravekeeper thought he didn't understand and prepared to explain it to him in detail.

"Don't say anything, I already understand."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles.

"Oh."

The gravekeeper kept his mouth shut.

"You are joking, aren't you? You must be joking, aren't you?"

He asked with his last hope.

"No."

The gravekeeper ended his hopes.

"Can I borrow your gun or someone else's gun?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Ten million, no."

"Ok."

He accepted the reality with a wry smile.

"Snapped!"

The gravekeeper swung his whip and the cowboy hat flew off his head.

The hat spun several times in the air and fell right back on the gravekeeper's head.

"Goodbye."

He lowered the brim of his hat and ran towards the sunset whistling.

"So damn handsome!"

Liu Zheng sighed as he looked at his back.

Well, if you ignore the fact that he's riding an air horse.

Liu Zheng put away the yogurt and the bullets, and ran towards the cemetery.

Perhaps it was the scent of the gravekeeper on the bullet, no ghosts came out to cause trouble along the way, and he arrived at the cemetery area of ​​the "Died Funeral Home" smoothly, and the bald manager was waiting for him at the entrance.

"This way, please, Mr. Liu."

The bald manager took him to the grave he had bought for the earthbound spirit.

The second floor that is exposed above the ground has bright windows and clean desks, the white walls are spotless, and there are many flower beds and green belts around it.

"Well, is my recommendation to you correct?"

The bald manager asked proudly.

"It's much better than where I live."

Liu Zheng complained.

"With your ability, you will definitely live in a better house than this one in the future."

The bald manager complimented.

"Ok?"

After these words were spoken, they both felt that something was wrong.

"Of course, I'm talking about Yangzhai."

The bald manager quickly added.

"Then I'll take your blessing. Let's start the ceremony quickly."

Liu Zheng urged.

"Okay okay."

Since time is short, let's keep everything simple and soon we came to the last part.

"Godfather, please lend me a helping hand, you and your ancestors."

He knelt in front of the portrait and said.

The earthbound spirit in the portrait nodded slightly.

Now that it has come to this, there is nothing he can't let go of.

"Thank you, godfather. I'll buy a few more tomb-sweeping meals and come back to pay my respects to you."

Liu Zheng pasted two black talismans directly on both sides of the portrait frame.

First Couplet: Do good things throughout your life and your good name will be passed down through the ages.

Second line: His noble character is known throughout the village, and his bright integrity is passed down to future generations.

Seeing the handwriting on the elegiac couplet, the earthbound spirit frowned.

But when he saw the content above, he smiled again.

"let's start."

Everything is ready, Liu Zheng said to the bald manager.

(End of this chapter)