He Xinrong was stunned, her face changed slightly, she shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Xiaofan, I'm not very familiar with these things, and I don't know either."
Qin Fan made a sound, waved his hand and smiled helplessly, took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll check it myself."
Soon he opened Du Niang and searched, then Qin Fan threw down his phone and followed the map guidance.
More than half an hour later.
Funeral market.
Qin Fan parked the car at the entrance of the market, and immediately took He Xinrong in.
Although this kind of funeral shop does not come into contact with the dead, it still makes people feel uncomfortable when they look at those shrouds, longevity hats, coffins and the like.
Especially girls.
He Xinrong is better.
She had come into contact with many dead people before, but when walking in, He Xinrong subconsciously held Qin Fan's hand.
Qin Fan tilted his head and smiled, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"
He Xinrong's face turned pale, and then she shook her head and said it was okay.
"It's okay, they sell those things here, don't be afraid," Qin Fan comforted, and then the two of them walked in.
At this time, the bosses who opened various stores saw customers coming to the door, and they immediately laughed and shouted.
Qin Fan knew that the funeral industry was a hugely profitable industry. Just one shroud could increase the profit tenfold. After all, the quality of the shroud could not be judged as good or bad.
These bosses ask for random prices, and if they meet someone with deep pockets, they will be directly deceived.
Qin Fan didn't pay attention to the boss's shouts. He stood in various stores and scanned them. Finally, Qin Fan walked to a small store in a corner.
At this time, the shop owner saw a customer coming to the door. He stood up and asked with a smile: "Sir, what do you want?"
Qin Fan glanced at the store, then he smiled and asked the boss for a lot of things such as cinnabar and pen and ink.
The shrouds are not needed for the time being.
After asking for something, Qin Fan asked with a smile: "Boss, do you rent and sell hearses here?"
The boss nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, I have a hearse rental service here."
After a pause, the shop owner smiled and asked: "Brother, where are you going?"
Qin Fan turned his head and glanced outside, and then said: "Xianren Mountain in Mao County."
"Fairy Mountain?"
The boss's face suddenly changed. This Immortal Mountain is quite famous in the south.
It is said that in ancient times, during the battle between immortals and demons, the immortals and demons died together, and the immortal bones were left behind to form the Immortal Mountain.
So he must have heard of this magical legend.
Suddenly he asked with a wry smile: "Brother, are you going to transport the coffin? The Immortal Mountain is inaccessible. The mountain road collapsed during the last earthquake."
What he said was right, there was a mountain road into Xianren Mountain, and it was the same road Qin Fan and the others took, but due to the earthquake, the mountain road collapsed.
Qin Fan nodded, then smiled at the boss and said, "That's why I came to find you."
Looking at the boss's puzzled expression, Qin Fan continued: "You are a little different from other store owners."
After a pause, Qin Fan came closer and asked with a smile: "Brother, you must have been a Taoist priest before. If I guessed correctly, you should be from the Maoshan sect."
The boss's face suddenly changed, and he tilted his head and glanced outside the room subconsciously.
Then the store owner lowered his voice and asked: "Little brother, how do you know?"
His name is Zhou Han, he is in his thirties.
He used to learn Taoism from his master, a Taoist priest in Maoshan. Later, when his master passed away, he inherited the mantle and became a Taoist priest in Maoshan, doing magic tricks for others to catch ghosts.
Later, one time when he was hunting ghosts, he encountered a fierce ghost.
Because Zhou Han was injured, he came to this place to recuperate. Later, he saw this small store selling dead people's things.
In the two years since he opened this store, no one has ever figured out that he used to be a Taoist priest from Maoshan.
But now when Qin Fan came in and directly talked about his former profession, Zhou Han must have been shocked.
And he also felt that Qin Fan was different from ordinary people.
Qin Fan looked at Zhou Han's expression and knew that he was right, but he would definitely not tell him that he could see that other shroud shops were very dark.
Generally, people who sell things such as shrouds for funerals will have excessive yin energy.
But only the entrance of Zhou Han's store looked normal.
Taking another look at the appearance of the store, it was not a new store, so Qin Fan concluded that the people inside must be up to date.
And as soon as he came in, he glanced at Zhou Han, and Qin Fan confirmed his thoughts.
Suddenly Qin Fan waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's right. Don't ask why. I just want to rent your hearse. How about you being the driver?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Han waved his hands and smiled bitterly: "Brother, our hearse has a dedicated driver, so I will definitely not be able to go then."
Qin Fan turned his head and glanced and said: "Boss, you really have to do this job, and you will not be short of money."
As he said this, Qin Fan turned his head and glanced at He Xinrong, who was standing beside him in a daze. He Xinran understood and hurriedly took out five thousand yuan from his bag and put it on the table.
At this time, Zhou Han glanced at the wad of money and was startled.
To be honest, two thousand yuan was enough for a trip from Maoxian County, but Meng Fan directly gave him five thousand yuan.
Looking at Zhou Han's expression, Qin Fan said with a smile: "This money is considered a deposit. When the matter is over, I will give you another five thousand yuan."
This is also the reason why Qin Fan came to buy things in person. In fact, he could rent them in Maoxian County.
But Qin Fan was worried that he could not find a good hearse driver. After all, this job was not something that ordinary drivers could do.
At this time, when Zhou Han heard that Qin Fan wanted to give him another five thousand yuan, he did not say anything, but turned around and took out two stools and motioned for Qin Fan to sit on them.
After Qin Fan sat down, Zhou Han leaned on the shroud chopping board next to him.
He then looked at Qin Fan and said seriously: "Brother, I think you are also a capable person. I won't say anything false. Tell me the truth. What is so special about this job that it is worth spending such a big price on?"
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When Qin Fan heard the other party's question, he didn't hide it.
Immediately, Qin Fan told the truth that Song Yu was involved in a mudslide and died.
If the tomb is moved this time, it will definitely disturb the ghosts in other tombs on the roadside. If there are only one or two ghosts, Qin Fan can still deal with it.
But if there were too many, there were Mr. Song and Li Shi. If an accident happened, he was worried that he would not be able to cope with it.
After all, humans and ghosts have different paths, and this thing is very evil.
And Qin Fan had to admit that he had specializations in the art.
He is better than Zhou Han in catching ghosts, but in terms of experience, Zhou Han is better than him.
At this time, Zhou Han finally understood. He nodded and Zhou Han's fingers were calculating.
soon.
Zhou Han looked up at Qin Fan, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother, it's not that I don't agree with you, it's that I have really given up."
As he spoke, he tilted his head and pointed at the shop and said, "Since you can tell about my former occupation, you should also be able to tell that I haven't taken a job for two years and my hands are too raw now."
"So, why don't you rent a hearse from me for this job, and I'll provide you with a driver."
After a pause, he pointed to other stores outside and said, "Maybe you can go to other stores and have a look."