"What?" Lu Wenshan's eyes widened, "You're selling a shop that has just been killed? It's really too much! Shopkeeper Zhou, we don't want to be on the same level as her, let's go!"
But to his surprise, Zhou Shi's eyes lit up when he saw the white lantern hanging on the door.
"Why don't they want to leave?"
"Alas, this shop was originally rented by a family, with a shop in front and a house in the back. The old man of this family passed away unfortunately two days ago, and his body was temporarily laid to rest in the shop. But on the day of the funeral, I don't know what evil happened, then
Even seven or eight big men couldn't lift the coffin. The family insisted that my shop was unlucky and had dirty things in it, and threatened to cancel the rent at any cost. Bah! If I had known better, I wouldn't have rented to these gangsters.
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"The funeral can't be held, and the rent has not been renewed, but they said they wouldn't move the old man's coffin until they moved it away. It was a stalemate for three days. I think the body must be smelly.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, as I said, if you can find someone to deal with it and let them leave with the coffin, then you will be my new tenant."
Zhou Shi patted his chest and said, "Put it on me."
Under Lu Wenshan's surprised gaze, he walked towards his future store with a cheerful face.
I’m really sleepy, so I came up with a pillow, and there’s such a good thing!
Zhou Shi thought to himself that Lu Wenshan was right on at least one point. Land in the capital is very expensive, and it is unlikely that a really good shop would be given to him, an outsider who had just arrived.
And Jin Sansao's shop is surrounded by shops and people come and go, which is far better than the one next to Bada Hutong.
The most important thing is that he can take over this shop by dealing with a dead person and get a rent reduction. For him, this is like a carpenter's job.
Zhou Shi stood at the door for a while, trying hard to suppress the joy in his heart and put a bit more solemnity on his face before he stepped into the store.
"Dad, please don't stop, old man. The landlord has come to evict us. If we don't leave... Hey, what do you do? Get out!"
There was a rather elegant coffin lying across the shop that was decorated as a mourning hall. The filial son and his daughter-in-law were kneeling at the head of the coffin and crying in some dirty mourning clothes. Then they saw a tall man striding in and looked around.
I couldn’t hide the smile on my face when I looked at it, and of course I was very angry.
"Don't be surprised, you two. I have been entrusted by Sister-in-law Jin to come here to handle the matter of your father's funeral."
"What kind of funeral is this? Didn't you see that my father is not happy to leave? Don't mess around with that old witch, get out!"
The dutiful son rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards Zhou Shi in an aggressive manner. If he looked at this attitude, he would be punched if he didn't leave.
But Zhou Shi slipped under his arm in just two seconds, came to the coffin, and chanted with his hands behind his back:
"Well, the old man was born on the eighth day of the first lunar month in the fifth year of Hongjing. He is a rabbit. Today is sixty-one, right?"
The filial son wanted to come to arrest him, so he was stunned for a moment after hearing these words.
"Well, I was in business during my lifetime. I became an apprentice at the age of thirteen, and started my own business at the age of twenty-four... I have two sons. My wife, my father-in-law, passed away three years ago, right?"
"Oops!" The dutiful son slapped his forehead and hurriedly stepped forward to say, "Sir, it was a stroke of genius, and you just offended me."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Tell me, what happened to the old man?"
Being able to know the old man's life actually depends on the horseman's calculation of the time of his birth. As long as the corpse is in front and the time of death is known, Zhou Shi can use an iron abacus to calculate his approximate experience.
This trick is somewhat similar to fortune-telling, except that fortune-telling predicts the future and the past, relying on yin and yang and the five elements, while the horseman only relies on a corpse.
Fortunately, everyone is wearing thick clothes now, and the iron abacus can still be hidden. But it seems unsightly to insert your hands into the clothes behind your back in front of you, so you have to go behind the coffin before using it.
After all, he is a businessman. After seeing Zhou Shi's methods, the filial son knew that he was rude and quickly pulled his filial daughter-in-law up to salute the "master" together.
"After my father's accident, we urged the coffin shop to build a coffin, which almost made people anxious... When he was buried three days ago, everything was fine. Who knew that when the funeral procession arrived, the coffin would not be lifted up...
The person doing the free work was also frightened and returned the money and left.
"We thought there was something wrong with the old man before he died. We cried here for three days and three nights. Our eyes are swollen and our throat is hoarse. The coffin still can't be lifted. What do you think is going on?"
Zhou Shi looked at the haggard appearance of the couple and knew that what they said was true.
Generally, if the coffin cannot be lifted, there are only two situations: the deceased's wishes are not fulfilled, or the corpse has changed.
The former one is exactly what a horse rider is good at, but the latter one is a bit troublesome.
"You guys go out for a while and I'll ask the old man."
"Ask..." Xiaozi's eyes widened and he quickly covered his mouth with his hands, "Okay, okay, I'm sorry to bother you, Master."
The two of them exited the store, Zhou Shi closed the door, took out the fire stick and lit it.
The couple stayed in the mourning hall for three days without a good rest, and naturally the yin energy entered their bodies. Zhou Shi was worried that they would see something they shouldn't see later, so he asked them to go out.
He first tried to see if the coffin could be lifted, but he couldn't even push it.
If this is the case, then please ask the old man to come out and ask.
Three times five divides two, four times five makes one.
The flamboyant is here, and if there is any grievance, it will be dealt with quickly.
The iron abacus clicked, and a gloomy wind blew by, but no ghost appeared.
"Huh?"
I tried the soul-summoning algorithm again, but it still didn't work.
He circled around the coffin again, looking intently at the air, and frowned when he saw the Yin energy lingering on the coffin.
"The flow and concentration of Yin Qi are normal. Forget it, let's open the coffin."
He stretched out two fingers of his right hand, lifted up the writing hand, pressed it on the joint of the coffin lid and body, walked around the coffin, and cut off the nails inside without damaging the coffin.
Being prepared, he grabbed the lid of the coffin with his hands and lifted it hard——
"Crunch——"
Sure enough.
The corpse lying inside came into view. It was a thin old man, and his mouth was opened to the left and right, with two fangs sticking out from it.
Corpse transformation!
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Zhou Shi just came to the conclusion, but felt that it was wrong. The fangs on the face were indeed one of the symptoms of corpse transformation. But it was said that it had only been three days, how could such long fangs grow, but the nails of the corpse did not lengthen at all? Moreover, this level of corpse transformation does not exude violent Yin Qi, which is obviously wrong.
He held up the fire folder and looked left and right, and finally reached out to touch the two fangs.
The fangs actually came loose at the first touch, and Zhou Shi pulled them out!
"Hey, the old man has a bad tooth..."
When he was surprised, he stretched out his hand to gently prop up the old man's head, and shined the fire stick on the bottom of the coffin, and he had the answer in his heart.
He called the filial son and his wife in. When they saw that the coffin was open, they opened their mouths to ask what was going on, but their attention was attracted by a palm-long nail in his hand.
"This is?"
"This is why the coffin cannot be lifted."
Zhou Yong wiped the nails with his sleeve, put them away, and asked: "How did this coffin come and how was it nailed? Did you have any conflict with the workers?"
"The old man left suddenly. This is a ready-made coffin we bought at Xu's Coffin Shop. After asking them to deliver it... Oh, I had a few quarrels with the person who nailed the coffin. Could it be that he did it?" p>
"Tell me more about it."
"At that time, the people at the coffin shop transported the coffin and handed it over to the administrative team I hired, but the person who nailed the coffin actually charged extra. I thought that you and the administrative team were obviously together, and I was with you.
The shift leader had already negotiated the price, so why should he charge another portion? So he refused to give it. He gave up after arguing with me for a few times, but he cursed while working, as if he hated me..." Zhou Shi sighed and said: "Don't you know that the person who nails the coffin has his own rules..."