Chapter 1986 The beginning of cremation

Theirs probably saw that I was in a difficult position, and Joyce whispered: "Mr. Jiu, I have a heart-wrenching word, I wonder if you can listen to it."

I was slightly stunned and nodded, "You said."

She looked at me deeply, "What do you think you are capable of?"

Without thinking, I said, "Very time!"

She nodded and smiled, "Do you know why so many people are willing to respect you for this time?"

To be honest, I really don’t know about this, so I asked her: “Why?”

"Because of your profession!" Joyce said in a deep voice: "It is precisely because of the special profession of coffincarnators that many people respect you very much."

Listening to her words, I thought about it for a while and immediately understood.

If you guess correctly, no matter how powerful a person is, he will eventually return to his sleep.

"Justice Jiu, we are not putting the rules of our ancestors on nothing, but removing the crumbs and taking the essence." Joyce comforted him from the side.

At this moment, Zhuge Qingming turned his head, looked at the coffin holders, and slowly spoke: "Some people may not know me. Here, I will introduce myself first. I am the head of the Zhuge family, one of the five major coffin holders. Zhuge Qingming, just a few hours ago, I had already told Chen Jiu and the Palace Master Chen that our Zhuge family is willing to follow Chen Gongzhu and be in the back and forth for the entire coffin holder industry."

I looked up at Joyce, but it was hard to speak. From the decent way of walking, it was definitely the latter.

Zhuge Qingming nodded slightly at me and said in a deep voice: "Parent Lord, they are all waiting for you outside the village. I am afraid that they have been waiting for too long, so I went out and found them over."

I took a deep breath and was about to speak.

At this time, the role of our coffin holder comes out.

"I agree that our coffin holders in the south have been like a pile of sand for nearly a hundred years, with no rules at all. The rules set by each place are different, and many fake immortals even came out to make trouble. They have been in trouble for too long. I hope this time can be completely calmed down." Another middle-aged man came out.

"I am a disciple of the Great Elder of the Eight Immortals Palace in Guangdong. Before his death, the Great Elder had begged Chen Jiu to take the position of the Palace Master of the Eight Immortals Palace in Guangdong." Han Qiu also stood up.

I looked at Zhuge Qingming in confusion and asked in a low voice: "What does it mean?"

Listening to their words, I suddenly understood Zhuge Qingming’s plan. He planned to use this matter to establish prestige for me.

"Mr. Chen, I hope you can consider our suggestions." An old man walked out.

She said: "Do you think some powerful people hope that their bodies will slowly decay and turn into a pile of mud, or will they burn them clean and give them a decent way of walking?"

As soon as I saw them, I frowned. Didn’t they run away before?

I turned my head and looked behind, and found that Zhuge Qingming led a coffin-carrying maker to come over. The number was about 150 people, and Zhuge Qingming was walking in the front.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the particularity of this profession that I have the opportunity to contact some people with great skills.

Just as I was stunned for a moment, Zhuge Qingming led the coffin carry maker to me.

"Brother Ninth!" Han Hao shouted at me and said softly: "The old man once said that if we, the coffin maker, want to develop, the only way is to keep up with the pace of the times and not try to compete with the entire era with one person's strength."

"Yes!" A middle-aged man in his forties walked out, "I think what the Zhuge family leader said makes sense. The rise and fall of an industry lies in the idea of ​​a decision-maker. Today, as long as Master Chen's words are just a word, all of us coffin holders dare not refuse to obey."

I looked up at the three of them, but I had no decision in my heart. The main reason was that I felt that this matter was too abrupt, and it made me accept a new era at once, which was a bit...unacceptable.

Why are you back now?

When Huang Hao saw Zhuge Qingming's eyes, he quickly took a few steps back and stopped talking.

However, the rule passed down by our ancestors is that the corpse is buried in peace.

Thinking of this, I nodded and asked her: "What does this have to do with cremation?"

Just then, Joyce spoke again, and she said, "Jiu Ye, the times are changing. We must keep up with the pace of the times. The rules passed down by our ancestors must be passed on, but we must know how to remove the chaff and take the essence, just like cremation and corpses buried in the soil. The reason why our ancestors said this was because in the society at that time, we could not create enough temperature to burn human corpses, and the bones of human bodies were very hard. Even if the firewood was piled on TV, do you think that the firepower was enough to burn corpses?"

"Yes, Palace Master!" Han Qiu came over, "When my master was alive, he also told me about cremation. He said that technology is developing rapidly. If our industry does not know how to keep up with the times, it will only be eliminated by this era. If we want to pass on this industry, we have only one way, that is, keep up with the pace of the times."

As Zhuge Qingming said, many coffin-carrying maker looked at me, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

He turned his head and glanced at me, and said in a deep voice: "I think our coffin maker and his party have finally gathered so many people. Today we need to do something to ensure that the coffin maker's business can be passed on."

And the coffin-carrying maker behind him were all coffin-carrying makers who escaped from here before.

For me, I am just a coffin carryr from the countryside. How could I feel about the changes in an industry?

"I..." Huang Hao also stood up.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhuge Qingming winked at him.

Suddenly, a mess of footsteps came from behind me.

Zhuge Qingming coughed softly, raised his hand and pointed to the side. The place where he pointed was Yuan Qingtian's body. Then, he heard him say: "Please look over there. Under the leadership of Lord Chen, we have pulled out the Yuan family's cancer from the coffincarceration ranks."

I was stunned. Isn’t Yuan Zhenghua, the head of the Yuan family, not dead yet? He was about to speak, but Joyce grabbed my arm, shook her head at me, and whispered: “Master Jiu, this time, you will follow Zhuge Qingming’s arrangements. He is dedicated to your own good and will not harm you.”

I glanced at her, then looked at Zhuge Qingming, but finally didn't speak.

When Joyce saw my expression, she breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Justice Jiu, how many people can be truly open-minded in the world, and how many people can truly be safe. I know you want to do a good job, but there is nothing absolutely. I hope Jiu Master will weigh the importance."
Chapter completed!