Volume 1 Chapter 72 Ghost Fang
I opened the bag, took out a pair of corpse-wrapping gloves, put them on, pinched the boy's chin, and pried open his lips. I saw two sharp fangs growing on both sides of the boy's lips, which looked very strange.
Although humans also have canine teeth, they can never grow like this. This kind of teeth is called ghost teeth in our industry. These are teeth that grow after a person dies.
Generally speaking, if ghost teeth grow out , it means that the corpse is infected with evil spirits and is at risk of evil transformation. Evil transformation is much more terrifying than ordinary corpse transformation. Most corpse transformations are caused by the pure yin body of the corpse accidentally getting a trace of yang energy, resulting in a pattern of a little yang in the middle of all yin, which causes the corpse to change due to yang and cause the corpse to rise.
Although the resurrection of corpses is quite scary, as long as you deal with it properly, the harm is not that serious. However, the evil transformation is different. Once the evil transformation occurs, it often turns into what people often call evil ghosts, and it is a situation where there is no end until death.
The boy has now grown ghost teeth, which means he is haunted by evil spirits. No wonder the muscle man said that the woman was crying so hard to save herself. This is really strange. How could a good boy be haunted by evil spirits?
I was just thinking about it when I heard someone shouting, "What are you doing, little kid? Who told you to move around?" The voice was so sharp and loud that it scared me.
When I turned around, I saw the seductively dressed woman yelling at me.
"You little brat, what are you doing? Where did this wild child come from?" the woman roared. She must have hit a snag with Heimao, so she simply took out all her anger on me.
Damn it, what I hate most is people calling me a wild child. Everyone knows how to curse. The curses in the countryside are as ugly as they can be. I have learned a lot of them. I guarantee that she will doubt her life! Just as I was about to get angry, I heard Yan Zi sneer and said, "Who is this? You have such a loud voice. You dare to act wild here without even knowing where you are!"
The woman had never seen Yan Zi before, and didn't know who Yan Zi was, so she didn't dare to speak casually. She said something awkward and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her mouth. But Yan Zi didn't give up, and glared at the bald fat man: "Lion head, take this woman out of here!"
I was stunned when I heard this, thinking that this fat man is fat and round, how can he look like a lion? Just then the muscular man came over, so I asked him a question. The muscular man smiled and said, "This lion head is not a lion's head, but the lion head we usually eat."
Now I finally understood, it turned out to be meatballs. Look at the fat man's round head, it really looks like the meatballs. I couldn't help but laugh.
The muscular man said that the fat guy was actually a middleman who introduced clients to our store. He was just a middleman for the two parties and he got a commission. He must be a frequent customer here and was familiar with Yan Zi. He knew her temper very well. When she yelled, his face turned pale, and he stood up and bowed to her, shouting at her to calm down.
He ran over and ridiculed the charming woman: "Do you still want to live? Do you still want to solve the problem?" He scolded her until the woman turned pale.
This fat guy is also a perceptive person. When he saw me coming in, Boss Ma nodded to me. After scolding the woman, he immediately ran to me with a big smile on his face and said, "This little brother looks very unfamiliar. I wonder who he is..."
The muscular man stood next to me, patted my shoulder and said, "This is our seventh son, Lu Jing."
When the fat man heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He probably didn't expect that a kid like me would work in this funeral home. After a few seconds, he came to his senses and laughed so hard that his eyes disappeared. He came up and grabbed my arm and shook it: "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. It turns out to be Brother Lu. You are young and promising. You really have a bright future!"
He added, "Brother Lu, if you have any questions in the future, just let me know. My last name is Shi, you can just call me Lion Head."
I wanted to laugh when I heard that, and finally shook off his greasy hands and said, "Brother Lionhead, you are also a veteran in our industry, how come you don't know the rules? Our funeral home doesn't accept business during the day, shouldn't you know that?"
Although I was young, I was used to visiting funeral homes with my third uncle. I knew that people like Lionhead were actually old hands in society. After all, I was a member of the funeral home now, and I couldn't let him look down on me, so I imitated my third uncle and said something.
The fat man nodded repeatedly, smiled bitterly and said, "There is nothing we can do. This is really too urgent."
I thought to myself, there is something strange about the boy's body, no wonder they sent it here in such a hurry. But the body has already grown ghost teeth, if it really changes, it will be a big trouble, so I can't take this business lightly.
All I heard was Boss Ma saying coldly: "Rules are rules. They cannot be broken even if the sky falls. Take these people out quickly!"
When the fat man heard that Boss Ma had ordered them to leave, his face turned pale and he kept wiping the sweat off his forehead. He went back and glared at the woman fiercely, then waved his hand and said, "Go away now, come back in the evening!"
The woman rolled on the ground and cried and yelled. The fat man was so angry that he gritted his teeth and glared at the man: "Why don't you come over and give me a hand!"
The man hurried over, grabbed the woman, and was about to carry her out when he heard a cold voice say, "What kind of broken rule is this?"
I followed the sound and saw that it was the young man who had been sitting on the sofa with a stern face and his eyes closed. He finally opened his eyes, and his little pale face was tense.
The fat man got anxious when he heard it, and tried to stop him from talking. But the pretty boy ignored him and yelled, "Sister, I told you not to come, but you didn't believe me. This is a scam! It's just a zombie, what are you afraid of with me here?"
I heard that this pretty boy was the younger brother of the charming woman. He seemed to be an expert in corpse transformation . But it was hard to say whether he was a real expert or a fake expert. The boy had already grown ghost teeth, so it was more than just a corpse transformation.
"Pompeii, stop talking nonsense!" The rich man hurriedly stopped the pretty boy. The lion-headed man was also sweating profusely, and he pulled the pretty boy to leave, "Little ancestor, please stop talking nonsense!"
He nodded towards Boss Ma and said, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"
Seeing how embarrassed he was, I interjected, "Your case is very urgent, but we can't break the rules of our funeral home. Put the body in the sun, and then place a copper coin on the ground, plus eight life lamp bowls, it should be able to last until the evening."
When the lion-head heard this, he nodded to me repeatedly in gratitude. Unexpectedly, the pretty boy named Pompeii raised his head and sneered, "What's this about falling copper coins and lantern bowls? It's a side topic, and a little kid is talking nonsense!"
I was angry when I heard that, but I was too lazy to argue with him, so I just let him be.
The lion head was probably a little angry, and yelled at the rich man: "Why don't you come and take care of it? Damn it, it's my bad luck to take your business!"
The rich man hurried forward and tried to pull his brother-in-law out. Unexpectedly, the pretty boy didn't even give his brother-in-law face, broke free from his hand, put his hands behind his back, held his head high, looked around, and said proudly: "You liars, do you know who I am?"
"Is this guy mentally ill?" I whispered to the muscular man next to me. The muscular man smiled innocently and said nothing.
I spoke in a low voice, but the pretty boy had sharp ears and heard it. His face turned red, he glared at me fiercely, suddenly took something out of his pocket and slapped it on the table.
I was a little curious, so I leaned over to take a look. I saw a red-black wooden plaque on the table, slightly narrower than my palm, with some strange patterns carved on it.
"What is this?" I turned around and asked the muscular man. I was shocked when I saw the muscular man's face was so strange. Before I could come to my senses, I heard a loud "crash".
Turning around, he saw the arrogant pretty boy lying on the ground, with blood trickling down his head, unconscious, and the room was littered with broken porcelain pieces. Yan Zi stood there, holding half of a broken porcelain bottle in her hand, with a cold light flashing in her eyes, like a hungry wolf choosing its prey.
