I take a little action, that's the limit

At o'clock in the morning, I stood at the door of the crematorium under the bright sun, and I still felt a little chilly down my spine.

This is the case with places like the crematorium. No matter how hot the weather is, as long as you get close, you will feel the gusts of wind. This is the yin energy. After all, this is the place where the two worlds of yin and yang meet.

Of course, the chills down my spine were not because of fear. My house in Yueyang is right next to the crematorium, so I'm used to this environment and don't find it too scary.

The purpose of my coming here today is to help this crematorium solve some problems. This is the task Hu Wenxin gave me.

As soon as I walked to the door, the guard stopped me with his hand: "Young man, are you here to apply for a job?"

"What?" I was stunned for a moment.

"Do you see this clearly?" The uncle tapped an A4 paper on the glass with his skinny fingers.

I looked up and saw it said "Corpse Dresser Wanted"

The job description reads:

“一。岗位职责：1、有较强的心理承受能力；2、身体强壮，有工作经验者优先；3、有强大的自我控制能力与对超自然现象的理解能力，遇事冷静、应变能力强；4、底薪1w-10w加提成；5、有意者可与上午8：00-下午6:00到人事科面试。”

"1. Job requirements: 2. Technical secondary school degree or above, good receptivity and ability to communicate with others, strong sense of service and teamwork, able to endure hardship, and not too dirty; . Please read the beginning of the recruitment clearly."

Damn it, the basic salary is 1-10? Seeing this line of work, I suddenly felt that I was here to apply.

I said thank you to the uncle and walked inside.

I vaguely heard him mutter: "These days, you are willing to risk your life for money!"

It seems that there is really something wrong with this crematorium.

I walked inside, found an office, and asked about the director's office. A female student who looked like she had just graduated came out of the office. She was quite enthusiastic and took the initiative to lead me to the door of a large office.

I nodded my thanks to her and walked in.

The curator is a middle-aged man in his forties, a little bald. I don’t know if it’s because he works in a place like this all the time. I feel like he doesn’t know how to smile at all. When he saw me coming in, he made this face and said coldly: "You're in the wrong place. If you want to apply, go to the Human Resources Department."

Hu Wenxin told me that the curator’s name is Yin Weizheng. In fact, this is quite in line with his job. Working in a funeral parlor is also a yin person. Being the person in charge is indeed "yin politics".

"Hello Director Yin, it was Hu Wenxin who asked me to come here." I said neither humble nor overbearing.

While I was talking, I was still a little angry. Damn, he's already so good at managing a funeral parlor. If he were to be the director of the Civil Affairs Bureau, what would happen? If it weren't for the fact that he used the ghost face of Tianshan Snow Lotus to meet the fourth master, the young master would not be so angry.

"Oh? Is this little brother Mr. Yin and Yang?" Yin Weizheng's eyes lit up, he quickly walked out from behind the desk, stretched out his hand towards the sofa and said, "Please sit down!"

Then, without waiting for me to speak, he went to the door and shouted to the outside: "Xiaotian, come here and pour some water."

Seeing how bureaucratic he was, I really wanted to turn around and leave, but when I thought of Han Xiaolin's crazy state, I gritted my teeth and endured it, and said to him: "Director Yin, you'd better tell me about the situation here first. "

"You're not busy, you're not busy. It's not too late for us to talk after lunch." Yin Weizheng's face broke out with laughter. How could he still be as cold as when I first came in?

"How about you take me to get familiar with the environment here?" I stood up and said to him.

As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle. Since Hu Wenxin asked me to help Yin Weizheng, it naturally involves supernatural matters, so I think it is better to survey the terrain first.

"Okay." Yin Weizheng nodded. At this moment, the girl who brought me here came in with a kettle and a teacup. Yin Weizheng said to her: "Xiaotian, take Tianshi to visit our museum."

Xiaotian responded and we came out.

"Tianshi, can you really catch ghosts?" Xiaotian, who was dozens of meters away from Yin Weizheng's office, suddenly turned his head and looked at me, his eyes full of curiosity.

"I know a little bit." I smiled at her and changed the subject and asked, "Are you new here?"

"Ah! Heavenly Master's eyes are so poisonous. I have only been working here for less than a year, and I won't be able to become a full-time employee until September." Oda opened his mouth in surprise.

"Haha, don't always be the Heavenly Master. If you don't mind, call me Brother Luo." I said to her.

In fact, I can tell that she is older than me, judging from her temperament, she looks like a graduated college student. I am only 20, so I am younger than her by design. But that’s how women are, the more you tell her she’s young, the more she likes to hear it. This principle of doing things can capture all women from eighty to eighteen.

Sure enough, Xiaotian said with a smile: "Brother Luotuo, where do you want to visit first?"

"Uh..." I have a black line on my head. If I remember correctly, what I just said was "Brother Luo". I don't know if it's because Oda's ears are not working well or because my tongue is not smooth. Forget it, Brother Luotuo will be Brother Luo. Anyway, she's not the only one calling me that, and it sounds more pleasant to my ears.

"This is your territory, it's up to you." I said to her.

"Then I'll take you to my work place first." Xiaotian smiled and led me straight into a gloomy room.

How can it not be eerie? The sign at the door says "Mortgage Room"!

This room is quite large, about seventy or eighty square meters. There is a crystal coffin in the middle. There is a dressing table in front of the coffin, with all the things for makeup on it. Unlike ordinary dressing tables, this dressing table does not have a mirror. .

What horrified me was that there was a dead body placed in the coffin at this time, but the body was covered with a piece of white cloth.

"Are you an undertaker?" The corner of my eye twitched. No wonder I felt a strange smell on Xiaotian from the moment I saw her.

"Yeah, come and take a look, see how my skills are?" Xiaotian lifted the white cloth, tilted his head and asked me: "How is it? It's no different from a living person, right?"

The corner of my eye twitched again. Damn it, the corpse in the coffin was as white as paper. How did it look like a living person?

However, I was too embarrassed to discourage the little girl, so I said innocently: "The craftsmanship is good, the craftsmanship is good."

"That's right, my dream is to be a real makeup artist." Xiaotian said with bright eyes and full of longing.

I sighed in my heart. If this sister's dream really came true, I guess those living people who were put on makeup by her would never imagine that they would enjoy the same treatment as the dead.