Building an Inhuman Building

Since the hospital returned without success, the cemetery might have customers.After all, ghosts who are willing to live in a suburban cemetery may not care whether it is lively or not.

When he was about to reach the place, Lian Tu got out of the car and found a neat looking funeral parlor on that street. He pointed to the largest and most luxurious paper bundles in the shop.

When the shopkeeper saw that he was not short of money, he immediately had a smile on his face, as if he could say anything.

"Do you want to see these new products? Apple computers and mobile phones, these are the best selling recently!"

Lian Tu thought that the 90-year-old lady would definitely not know how to use a computer.Then shook his head.

But with a shake of his head, Lian Tu's eyes suddenly fell on a few paper figurines in the corner.

Speaking of which, when he was looking for things in the online ghost market just now, he seemed to see something similar to a paper doll, and it was quite expensive.

Thinking of this, Liantu opened the online ghost market again, and looked for paper figurines carefully.It was found that its classification turned out to be household items.

God TM uses paper dolls at home...

Looking carefully at the description of the paper figurine with surprise, Liantu realized that he might still be too young.

[The servants made of paper can only understand simple and direct orders and perform simple mechanical actions. 】

The price is actually a thousand merits.

And the luxurious paper figurines in this store that are as tall as a human cost only a few dozen dollars.

System, is there any difference between the paper figurines in this online ghost market and the paper figurines in this incense candle shop?

Lian Tu asked silently in his heart.

[The paper figurines in the online ghost market are the same as the ordinary paper figurines in front of you.However, the paper figurines in the online ghost market are only able to move if they have a driving spell attached to them. 】

As soon as Lian Tu heard what the system said, he immediately searched for the driving spell in the ghost market online.It is found that this kind of spell is only three hundred merits.

Sure enough, the prices of spare parts and finished products are different...

After some thought, Liantu bought two paper figurines and some fragments of joss sticks besides buying something to burn for the old lady.

Seeing that Liantu bought something worth 1 yuan in the store, the owner was shocked.

This is a local tyrant!

"Boss, do you want to transport the things away or directly cremate you on the spot?"

Although the shop owner is older than Liantu's father, he is rich if he is rich!

"Except for the incense candle in my hand, let's cremate everything else on the spot, and send it according to the horoscope of my birthday. By the way, when I come back, there are two paper figures, and they will help me send them to the Luwei Lake Hot Spring Hotel together." Lian Tu handed the grandma's birthday horoscope written in advance to the shopkeeper.

After spending so much money, he can save some fares by taking a bus from the shop back home.

When the shopkeeper heard this weird request, his smile became awkward.But the other party spent so much, it's okay for him to drive a lying car to send two worthless paper dolls.

People in this line of work always know that it is better not to ask questions about some things.

But... I still need to keep a phone number. After all, this kind of big customers are rare, and they should be familiar with each other on the surface.And seeing that this young man didn't mind these funeral supplies, and dealt with them as confidently as an old friend, he was probably the kind of capable person who could communicate with Yin and Yang.This kind of expert can make a lot of money if he can leave a contact information, and he may be able to help himself someday.

Of course, Lian Tu didn't know that the shop owner was thinking so much. He only thought that he would have to buy a lot of funeral supplies when dealing with ghosts in the future. The shop owner said he could give him a discount and a long-term cooperation would be good.

After Liantu was sure that the incinerator in the backyard of the store was all burned out, he asked the owner to wait for him, and then he walked towards the return garden with the remaining incense candles.

Lian Tu thought that if he wiped away his tears, he would see the magnificent scene of souls everywhere in the forest of tombstones.But when he opened his eyes again, he found that nothing had changed in front of him...

The forest of tombstones was still empty.

Lian Tu thought he was standing too far away, so he walked in on purpose.

But every road is really empty, there is not a single ghost.

After all, today is not a special day like Ching Ming Festival, and there are few people here, so there should be no visual misunderstandings.

"No way? Could it be that all the ghosts are unwilling to be lonely and live in urban areas?" Although Lian Tu said so, he also felt that it was impossible. The middle-aged female ghost said so.They ordinary ghosts can only stay in the place of death and the place where the corpse is stored.The place where the corpses are supposedly stored, that is, the cemetery, there must be ghosts coming and walking.

Could it be that the weather is too hot, and the cow's tears have deteriorated?

Liantu took out the small bottle from his pocket and looked at the blazing sun.

It's clear...it shouldn't be broken.

Suspiciously putting down the bottle, Lian Tu originally planned to look for it again, but just as he started to move, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

like……

There is always someone staring at me.

Even the picture looked around.

Dwarf pines and cypresses, empty aisles, cold tombstones, portraits of smiling faces in black and white photos.

No exception.

and many more……

Liantu turned his head abruptly.

Whose posthumous photo will laugh? !

Facing Liantu's frowning brows, there was still an unblinking gaze.

The portrait in the photo couldn't hold back his smile, and his face trembled twice with a little cramp.

"Why are you sneaking around!" Liantu said angrily.

The man squeezed his eyes, pouted and said.

"Who...so sneaky...no, I'm a ghost, it's normal to be sneaky!"

After speaking, the man felt that he shouldn't be so guilty, and asked Lian Tu again.

"What are you doing here! This is our territory!"

Lian Tu saw that the name written on his tombstone was Fan Buzhao, so he walked to the front of his tombstone and said.

"Mr. Fan, I think you are lonely living here alone? Are you interested in staying in a hot spring hotel?"

"...What's the loneliness? Don't be too funny here, brother. When I come back here, it's like going home. No one wants to go to your broken hotel." Fan Buzhao squinted his eyes.

Even looking around the picture, I found that the photos on the other tombstones also became active, and their eyes turned to their own direction. It seemed that there were quite a lot... spooky.

"What's the fun of you just lying down like this, chatting at most. After my upgrade and renovation, not only can you soak in hot springs, but also KTV, gym, chess and card room and other supporting facilities, don't you feel tempted?!"

"Hey, who said we can only lie down. It's just that the sun is too big now, and we are all resting!" Fan Buzhao snorted. "We were all woken up by you! Don't burn some paper money to make amends for us! Otherwise, you won't be able to eat!"

"Really?" Gui Liantu, who was about the same age as him, didn't have that much respect for him. Instead of calling out the incense candle in his hand, he took out a Five Thunder Talisman from his pocket and waved it in front of Fan Buzhao.

After becoming a ghost, there is a natural fear of these ghost-killing things.What's more, Fan Buzhao was just the most ordinary ghost with the most powerless power, so he screamed in fright.

"No! I was just joking! Heavenly Master, spare me! I have never harmed anyone!"

"What's so good about you here?! Cooperate with me and stay in the hotel for a while. I won't charge you." Liantu put the amulet back in his pocket.

"...No brother, the ghosts we stay in the cemetery are all to see our relatives a few times a year, so we go to your hotel... If the relatives suddenly come to visit the grave, we will all miss it." Fan Buzhao whispered.

Hearing this was the reason, Lian Tu couldn't bear it anymore.

He rubbed his head, thinking that he really had to find Li Gui.

"Do you know where there are lonely ghosts? A place in the wilderness."

He believed that such a ghost should have nothing to miss.