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Chapter 285: The ghostly old man who returns to the earth late at night to carry tribute?

[You might as well be more bold upstairs, I will accompany you from 18 to 80 years old! 】

[Then I want an eighteen-year-old man with abs, no one can compete with me! 】

【Then I want】

The barrage in the live broadcast room is full of chatter.

However, it also diluted the tense atmosphere brought by the connector just right.

The demeanor of the destined person who claimed to be the tomb keeper slowly slowed down, but his expression was still a little frightened and hesitant, and he gasped for air:
"Anchor, the ghost isn't following you now, is it?"

"I have an eighty-year-old daughter and an eight-year-old mother. I really can't stand this anymore!"

"When you help me solve this matter, I will never work as a tombkeeper again. I will go home and be my wife. No, I will go home and find a wife."

What a mess.

It sounded really scary.

You Mengzhi nodded casually, thought for a few seconds, and then said:
"Calm down. In fact, I didn't see you being entangled with vaginal objects."

"However, the Yin Qi in the cemetery is indeed condensed, and there may indeed be some dirty things in it. The other party is not pestering you, but you have scared yourself quite a lot."

"You still have to follow the old rules and explain all the causes and consequences."

"Let everyone in the live broadcast room also understand."

The thin middle-aged man nodded his head like garlic, and a large amount of sweat fell into his eyes with his movements, making him unable to open his eyes for a while.

However, the man still tried his best to recall what happened:
"My name is Wu Daqiang. I came to Yuncheng to work three years ago. I have a good relative. He has some family background in Yuncheng and knows a few people. I went to drink with him a few times, and he found a way to find a cemetery for me. Good job as a gravekeeper”

[Can being a cemetery keeper still be considered a good job? I'm afraid the salary is not even 3,000, right? Can this relative be considered a good relative? 】

[Brother Daqiang, what kind of relative are you! Have you been scammed? ! 】

[As we all know, among relatives and relatives, the most annoying ones are our own people haha. 】

Wu Daqiang just said something, and a barrage of doubts immediately appeared.

The next second, no one thought -

Wu Daqiang, who was still wiping his sweat and preparing to chatter, became anxious.

Wu Daqiang's voice rose more than eight degrees, and his demeanor lost the fearful and helpless look just now, and became determined:
"No, they are really good relatives."

"Have you never met any good relatives? Although I, Wu Daqiang, have not read any books, I can still tell the difference between good and bad relatives."

"My uncle is a good man. At that time, many people were eyeing the job of tombkeeper, waiting for them to be selected. If my uncle hadn't invested some money here, it was considered as an encouragement and opened the back door for me. I would really Can't get in."

"The salary and benefits are good, otherwise I wouldn't have the money to support my family and my family, and I would still come to the anchor."

"Actually, I also want to help my uncle deal with the matters in the cemetery."

"Eh?"

Wu Daqiang's nagging voice suddenly paused for a moment:
"Wait a minute, why is everyone talking about salary? Don't you know the salary of a tombkeeper?"

"I have eight thousand yuan a month!"

Eight, eight thousand? !
Far superior to most people in the live broadcast room, and able to stand up to three or four freshmen, all college students with clear and stupid eyes.
The live broadcast room was silent. Wu Daqiang's voice was a little confused:

“And they even pay insurance for me here!”

"The current labor price is at this price. The security guard who guards the gate in the community needs more than 4,000 yuan a month. Otherwise, there will be no one to do it. We are a cemetery here, so the salary must be higher."

"A carpenter from my hometown earns 350 yuan a day. You educated people should earn more, right?"

Logically speaking, at this point, everyone should be complaining about Wu Daqiang, but they can't stand it.
Wu Daqiang's voice was filled with envy.

Yes, although these are jobs that are looked down upon by many people, since most people are not willing to take them, the wages are naturally high.

Three thousand yuan may not necessarily find a carpenter willing to work for ten days, but two thousand yuan can definitely recruit an intern who works hard and responds to messages at one o'clock in the morning.

The live broadcast room was quiet for a while, except for a few barrages showing salary, and a large number of crying cat emoticons.

You Mengzhi coughed softly to attract the other person's attention:

"Keep talking."

Wu Daqiang nodded without knowing why:

"In short, I came here to be a tomb keeper. The tomb keeper is actually free most of the time. Except for patrolling three times in the morning, noon and evening, the rest of the time is to see if anyone is burning paper in the cemetery."

"It has been relatively rare in recent years. Because it can easily cause fire accidents that burn down mountains, it is strictly prohibited. Paper money and objects can only be placed in front of the tomb."

"This patrol is the beginning of my encounter with ghosts."

"When I was patrolling tonight... no, actually it was earlier. Three days ago, when I was patrolling, I suddenly found an old man named Chen. The three beauties in front of the tomb were missing, and there was only some dust on the ground."

Wu Daqiang swallowed instinctively:
"Lao Chen moved into the cemetery three years ago. I heard from Lao Chen's son that they were adopted. Lao Chen never married a wife for their sake."

"While farming, he rode a tricycle and raised a pair of children. He was completely idle in his old age only when his children could make money. But at that time, he was suffering from cancer and he was not blessed."

"Although Lao Chentou's son and daughter are not biological, they are filial."

"Every day, I think of some novel things to bring to him. I bring him a mobile phone, a watch, an eight-story paper villa, and an 818 sports car. I even gave him a few paper bags a few days ago. Beauty, she said that her father has never been married, so she wants to jump on the blind date trend."

"These were brought and piled on the grave of Old Chentou. Everyone was happy to see them."

"The rules of the cemetery are that things sent by family members can be placed for three days and then burned three days later."

"I always work hard at the right time, and I never forget which house delivered something on which day."

"But I went to pick up the three paper figures that day and planned to burn them for Old Chen Tou."

Wu Daqiang's cheeks twitched, his eyes closed suddenly, and he trembled out a sentence from between his teeth:
"The paper man is gone."

"Not only is it gone, there are still traces of soot on the ground. It must be Old Chentou who is back."

[Gee, what a scary night! Did the old man come up to get something by himself? 】

[It feels like a late-night story session. Keep going, don’t stop! 】

[Wait, let me tell you something that may interrupt the scary atmosphere. The old man didn’t even ask for the sports car in the villa in front of him, but took the beautiful woman]

[Pfft, what’s wrong with some beautiful paper figurines? The old man has worked hard all his life to raise two children who are not related to him by blood. Now he feels better and is normal. Don’t be too surprised, and be more tolerant~]