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

Chapter 552: Wishing Monkey Paw, Fortune Golden Lotus

"Guys, are you ready?"

The bald manager took the suona from an employee and shouted loudly.

"Ready!"

The employees holding various musical instruments and ritual implements replied.

"Consang Amida, music, enough, enough!"

"Whoa!"

The bald manager held his mouth, his cheeks puffed out and deflated, and the high-pitched sound of the suona resounded through the sky.

"If you pass away, remember to invite a Taoist priest. Monks and priests are fine, but Taoist priests are best. Burn money paper, talisman paper, soul-guiding paper, and banner paper. They don't know how to do it, they can only chant a few words."

The lead singer of the funeral band sang loudly, and his penetrating bel canto style even temporarily drowned out the sound of the suona.

"You look so carefree that you may die, but I look so sad that I may not live. If you still want people to worship you in the future, then lend me some good karma to avert disaster!"

"A filial son, please kowtow and thank our ancestors!"

the bald manager shouted.

Liu Zheng did not hesitate, he knelt down and kowtowed three times with such great force that his skull was cracked.

"The filial son's sincerity moved heaven and earth. Dear ancestors, please return to us!"

The bald manager said loudly.

Gusts of cold wind suddenly rose from the ground and swirled around Liu Zheng.

The endless nonsense mixed in with the gloomy wind made him feel like a model being judged by a group of judges.

"Ancestors, souls please come back!"

The bald manager shouted again.

The wind grew stronger, but that was all.

"If you protect your descendants, you are an ancestor. If you don't, you are an old man. You have no shame. Believe it or not, I will open your coffins and throw your ashes into the river to mix with shit!"

Liu Zheng said coldly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the cold wind suddenly blew up, and ghost-like faces appeared in the wind, looking extremely terrifying.

"What? Still want to fight? Come on, I have killed gods and demons, but I have never killed ghosts. Today I will kill enough!"

He was not afraid at all.

For ordinary players, this incorporeal ghost is a very troublesome enemy.

But he has true damage in his hands, and killing these old ghosts is easier than killing chickens.

Just when the two sides were on the verge of a fight, the portrait suddenly burst into golden light, and then rushed into the gloomy wind.

Fierce ghost talk came out from the cold wind, like a bunch of ghosts quarreling.

"What are they talking about?"

Liu Zheng asked the bald manager.

"Your godfather is arguing with your ancestors."

The bald manager concluded.

"So exciting. How's the battle going?"

he asked.

"The two are evenly matched at the moment. Oh? Your godfather has joined your godfather's side, and the situation is beginning to tilt in your godfather's favor."

The bald manager said.

Soon, with the joining of Liu Zheng's great-grandfather, the situation quickly tilted towards his godfather.

After a symphony of ghost stories played by a makeshift troupe, everything fell silent in the gloomy wind.

Then, wisps of blue-black, silky and watery breath floated out from the gloomy wind and merged into the two elegiac couplets.

"It's done!"

The bald manager breathed a sigh of relief and immediately seized the opportunity to drink again.

"Ancestors, please return to us with your souls, and bless our descendants with your good deeds!"

As he chanted the spell, a blue-black aura flowed into the elegiac couplet like a whale sucking water.

Maybe it was because the speed of extraction was too fast, ghost words were heard again in the gloomy wind, but the golden light surged and suppressed them all.

"But, your godson's love for you is not in vain."

Liu Zheng gave a thumbs up to the Earthbound Spirit.

"Mr. Liu, get ready. It's time to get to the crunch time."

The bald manager reminded.

"clear."

He nodded, tentacles ready to strike.

"The distinguished guests have come to pay their respects. I wish you great luck and prosperity!"

After the bald monk finished chanting the spell, he took a deep breath and puffed up his cheeks like a giant African frog.

"Wow!!!"

The sound of the Phoenix's weeping trumpet overwhelmed everything. Both the performance of the funeral band and the ghost talk in the gloomy wind came to a halt.

"Good luck is on your side, and wealth and prosperity are in the air!"

The bald manager urged again, and the words on the two elegiac couplets gradually turned into golden red.

When all the words turned golden red, the elegiac couplet was ignited from the bottom by a blue-black flame.

In the dim flames, a golden-red third-grade lotus platform gradually took shape.

"Liancheng third rank, whose luck did Mr. Liu borrow from?"

The bald manager was shocked.

Although this was only the second time he presided over this secret service, he had read the files of the funeral home carefully.

The good karma of the earthbound spirit and his ancestors cannot be said to be very thin, but at best they can only produce a second-grade golden lotus of luck.

The gap between the second-grade Golden Lotus and the third-grade Golden Lotus is no less than that between Master Kong and Kangshuibo, Audi and Audi Double Diamond.

Therefore, the luck of the person who wrote the elegiac couplet must be too strong, which forced the golden lotus of luck, which should have been of the second grade, to be raised to the third grade.

"This luck is not easy to borrow."

The bald manager was a little worried.

Although the backlash of luck is mainly aimed at those who borrow the luck, their accomplices will inevitably be affected. I just hope that Mr. Liu, who is so generous, is really prepared.

"Mr. Liu, how long do you want your luck to last?"

The bald manager asked.

"About an hour."

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and said.

As long as there is no delay on the way, an hour should be enough to scratch the lottery tickets and go shopping.

"Okay. Woohoo!"

The bald manager blew a short syllable, and a black number 1 spewed out from the trumpet and flew towards the golden lotus of luck.

Just as the black words were about to sink into the golden lotus, a hairy hand stretched out from the golden lotus bud.

This hairy hand has only four fingers, the other three fingers are extremely long, and the thumb is abnormally short.

Its shriveled and shiny appearance makes it look not like a living hand, but rather like a carefully crafted specimen.

"Wishing Monkey's Paw!"

The bald manager recognized the origin of the hand.

This monkey's paw of mysterious origin appears every once in a while, sometimes appearing directly in the metropolis, and sometimes being brought in from abroad.

Anyone who gets it can make three wishes for it, but they will never be granted in the form they want.

After the three wishes have been made, the monkey's paw will curl up, bringing irresistible disaster to the wisher and the people around him, and then disappear.

Many people in the metropolis know about the existence of the monkey's paw and the consequences of using it, but most of them choose to make a wish out of greed or overconfidence, and then repeat one tragedy after another.

The bald manager didn't expect that it would appear in this form.

Is it just an appearance, or has the mechanism of the monkey's paw changed?
He was about to remind Liu Zheng, but he saw the other party take off his pants directly.

"Mr. Liu, what are you doing?"

The bald manager was shocked.

Could it be that the other party was scared to death by the sudden change?
Then you can clean up later. Is it time to change your pants now? !
"Don't tell anyone. Whoever tells anyone will die."

Liu Zheng said without turning his head, his tone dark and fierce.

Then, his four tentacles danced on his chest and lower body at the same time.

He closed his eyes, and countless figures that he had admired, practiced, and imagined appeared before his eyes.

At the same time, the five senses contract, and you feel the stimulation from the sensitive points with your whole body and mind.

"Three wishes." An unclear voice sounded in Liu Zheng's mind, like a whisper or chanting.

He seemed to see an unkempt and ragged ascetic smiling at him, but in a moment he changed his mind, the image before his eyes turned into a monkey squeaking at him.

"Three wishes, hahaha!"

In a trance, the two figures overlapped again.

"May your mother! Aa ...

Liu Zheng let out a joyful and determined cry, and a bullet, accompanied by white and red liquids, spurted out from the muzzle of his gun.

The brass bullet burned due to friction with the air and pierced through the palm of the monkey's paw.

The monkey's paw, which was about to bend its finger, suddenly straightened, and an eye without white grew out of the wound.

His eyes ignored Liu Zheng in front of him, penetrated the folded space, and looked at the folded Gobi Desert.

In the setting sun, the gravekeeper who was driving the cattle turned around and met the uninvited gaze.

"You are guilty."

He raised his whip and pronounced his verdict on the Monkey's Paw.

The flames in his eyes swirled like a whirlpool, and the monkey's paw's eyes burned with it, finally solidifying into burnt lava.

“You’ve earned it.”

The gravekeeper extinguished the fire in his eyes and spoke to Liu Zheng.

If the monkey's paw doesn't come at you for the sake of revenge, the bullet can at most repel it.

But after being burned by the Eye of Judgment, the Monkey Claw's body would be crippled if not dead, and it would be impossible for it to cause trouble to Liu Zheng for a long time.

And according to their time scale, this long period of time starts at a hundred years.

If I had known that he was going to make a move, I wouldn’t have offered that price.

"Thank you, Mr. Gravekeeper."

Liu Zheng hurriedly thanked him.

"Ah."

The gravekeeper waved his hand to cut off the connection.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the monkey's paw in front of him.

He tentatively touched it with his tentacles, and an introduction to the item popped up.

"Name: The Monkey's Paw That Can't Make Wishes"

"Type: Miscellaneous"

"Quality: Perfect"

"Effect: None"

"Note: The wishing monkey's paw that was BBQed by the Eye of Judgment lost all its abilities, leaving only the food itself. If we can see the real body of the monkey's paw, we may be able to repair it."

“Can I take out a copy: Yes”

"You're crazy! If I saw the Monkey Paw's true form, He would barbecue me the first thing he did."

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes at the note.

The monkey's paw was put into the system space, and the opened flower bud closed again. The black numbers were also injected into the interior of the Golden Lotus of Fortune.

"Good luck is on your side, and the flowers are in full bloom~"

As the bald manager shouted, the golden lotus of fortune slowly bloomed, and a pure golden lotus seed floated above the lotus platform.

Liu Zheng took out the lotus seeds, and the lotus flowers quickly disappeared one after another, and the item introduction popped up again.

"Name: Third-grade Fortune Golden Lotus Seeds (one-time use)"

"Type: Props"

"Quality: Perfect"

“Effect: After use, the player’s luck value is increased to nearly MAX and lasts for one hour.”

"Note: In your next life, you have to be my biological son."

“Can I take the copy out: No”

He saw the note and couldn't help but smile.

"What's the point of next life? In this life, I'm already your biological son, Dad."

Liu Zheng bowed deeply towards the portrait.

The earthbound spirit smiled with relief, and the gloomy wind dissipated.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone."

He bowed to the staff at the funeral home and started to spend money.

Although it's a pity that the luck value was only increased to close to MAX in the end, it's already very good without any side effects, and I also got a perfect quality ingredient for free.

Well, I’ll go back and ask the people from the Baiyu Chicken and Jiwei Group if they want some. Maybe I can earn back the money I spent on the yogurt.

"Please take care of the rest. I have to hurry up and deliver the food."

After Liu Zheng finished speaking, he ran towards the entrance of the cemetery.

Although he really wanted to meet Porco Rosso, it was really too late.

"Let's go to Xihe Center."

He jumped into the sports car and spoke before he even sat down, then he foresaw the situation and used his tentacles to wrap around the seat from behind.

Sure enough, the sudden strong push on his back glued him to the back of the chair.

After a burst of lightning speed, Liu Zheng arrived at the entrance of Xihe Center.

"Nice to meet you again, Mr. Liu."

Deputy Director Li came forward, his voice extremely weak.

It ordered takeout twice in such a short time. If it didn’t have a strong foundation, it would have turned into a bug by now.

"Mr. Li has suffered a lot, but your company doesn't know how to change the sheep. It's so inhumane."

Liu Zheng stood up for it.

"The one I ordered at the Pink Panther nightclub didn't count as a business trip."

Deputy Director Li sighed.

"That can't be helped. When we have time to go to the bathing street, I'll take you there to recuperate."

He said sympathetically.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Liu, but the company has arranged recuperation for me."

Deputy Director Li declined.

"Where are you going? Isn't it the 11th floor?"

Liu Zheng's tone was slightly cold.

"Of course not. At least during the cooperation with you, our company has privately banned going to the 11th floor."

Deputy Director Li said quickly.

This is a euphemism for speaking. To put it bluntly, they didn't dare to go there again while Liu Zheng was still alive.

"Very good, that's right. What does Lao Huo Huo's own employees do? There are professional people to solve special needs."

Liu Zheng patted its shoulder and said.

"Yes. The company wants to know whether the wife and daughter of the chairman of Hongsen Culture are in your hands."

Deputy Director Li skipped this dangerous topic and got to the point.

"No, he was kidnapped by another group of people."

He recounted what he had said to Hongsen Culture.

"Mr. Liu, this is a serious matter. I'd better confirm the authenticity of the matter with you."

Deputy Director Li said tactfully.

"Hongsen Culture doesn't understand me, don't you understand me either? I saved him, so why would I lie? If I put him in the sewer, would you dare to go down and save him or what?"

Liu Zheng said bluntly.

Even if Green Shade Culture is really rich and bold, the sewer is so big that before they can find the target, a group of them will be killed by the farts in the sewer, and then another group will be drowned by the urine in the sewer, and finally they will be wiped out by the feces in the sewer.

"Of course I personally believe in you, and the company doesn't doubt your credibility, it's just expressing doubts formally."

Deputy Director Li explained.

"You've already developed the formalism of a listed company before you've even gone public. Deputy Director Li, I'm not optimistic about your company's future."

He said in a pretentious tone.

"Mr. Liu is right to criticize. I will report this issue to the company."

Deputy Director Li said seriously.

(End of this chapter)