Folk customs begin with the entire funeral procession

Chapter 4 Entering the Cold Storage

The content has changed, but the result remains the same.

However, Chen Miao gleaned some insights from this change!
Last time, he died in the early morning.

This time, he died at 'just after nightfall'.

Last time, the freezer door only made a sound; this time, the freezer door slammed shut!
Therefore, incense ash is indeed useful, but it is not the purpose he intended.

The presence of the incense ash seemed to have angered that thing, causing him to die even faster.

After figuring it out, Chen Miao silently took the incense ash out of his pocket, threw it back into the cauldron, and patted his pockets clean.

Before leaving, Chen Miao thought that perhaps taking the large cauldron containing incense ash back with him might have an effect.

But he couldn't afford it, and the Old Mother's Shrine wouldn't sell it either.

After leaving the ancestral hall, Chen Miao took out a book and looked at the lines of text that foreshadowed the trajectory of his life, feeling somewhat heavy-hearted.

He could use this book to escape death, but what about his uncle?
At this critical juncture, my uncle will not allow any more accidents to occur at the funeral home.

If there's a problem with the cold storage, my uncle will definitely go check it out.

Going there means death!
A hint of determination gradually appeared in Chen Miao's eyes.

My uncle's life was clearly more important than him knowing about the book's existence.

Once my uncle sees the magic of this book, he will naturally stand by my side and I will be able to avoid a violent death!

Snapped!
Chen Miao closed the book, took a taxi, and left Jingshan!
……

Chen Miao returned to the funeral home at 11:00 a.m.

At that moment, the eldest uncle had just seen off Old Wang's family.

"coming."

Chen Weiyi silently smoked his cigarette.

He appeared calm and collected, but anyone could see the fatigue on his face.

"What did Brother Wang's family say?"

Chen Weiyi said slowly, "I gave them two hundred thousand."

Seeing Chen Miao remain silent, Chen Weiyi said, "The Fushou Funeral Center in the north of the city has been keeping an eye on us. They will definitely make a fuss about Old Wang's death. We can't let Old Wang's family cause any more trouble."

"If things go wrong again, our funeral home's business will probably be cut in half again."

After taking a drag of his cigarette, Chen Weiyi said to Chen Miao, "I'm hiring for the cold storage. If you're free these next couple of days, you can help keep an eye on the cold storage."

Chen Miao's heart sank.

It's time to come, it's coming.

Chen Miao stood up and placed the book in front of Chen Weiyi.

"Uncle..."

Chen Miao looked at his uncle and was about to speak when he saw his uncle pick up the book and start flipping through it.

"I have this book on my bookshelf. If you want to read something next time, you can check if I have it first, so you don't waste money."

Chen Miao was stunned.

"Uncle, which book are you talking about?"

Chen Weiyi closed the book in his hand and glanced at the cover.

"Isn't this the book? 'If Your Eyes Deceive You'?"

Chen Weiyi pointed to his bookshelf.

Chen Miao saw the book, took it off the shelf, and then took the book from his uncle's hand and placed it on the desk together.

"Are these two the same?"

Chen Miao stared at his uncle and asked.

"Your book is newer."

"..."

Chen Miao looked at the words "Notes on Becoming a God in the Mundane World" and then he understood.

It turns out that this book is viewed differently by him than by others!

Therefore, the courier did not send the wrong item.

The mistake is with him, or with his eyes!

"Have you eaten yet? Let's go to the cafeteria together. There are fewer and fewer people in the cafeteria, and it's not lively during mealtimes anymore."

Chen Miao shook his head.

"I've eaten, Uncle, I'm going back now." Chen Miao picked up his book, turned around and left.

Back in his office, Chen Miao stared blankly at the book.

He originally wanted to demonstrate the book's magic to his uncle, gain his trust, and then try to find a way to seal off the cold storage.

But now his uncle can't even see what the book actually looks like, so how can he convince his uncle?

Are you suggesting we find someone to push into that cold storage and use a human life to convince my uncle?

If my uncle believes it, the funeral home will probably go out of business.

One person has already died. If another person dies in a short period of time, rumors about the funeral home will inevitably spread.

When words like "accidental death," "ominous," or "haunted" appear in the names of funeral homes, it's not far from closing down.

Not to mention, there's also the Fushou Funeral Center, which is eyeing the market with predatory intent.

How to do?
Chen Miao looked at the contents of the first chapter of the book.

Should we wait until the prediction in the book appears tomorrow before trying to convince my uncle based on that information?
However, the precognitive information in the book only relates to the cold storage, and Chen Miao cannot be sure whether it will contain information that his uncle can believe.

If things drag on for too long, some other unexpected problems may inevitably arise.

As Chen Miao looked at the book, he recalled everything that had happened from yesterday to today.

Since all the problems lie in the cold storage, why not go and take a look?
The emergence of a "variable" such as "going to the cold storage in advance" should lead to new changes in the content of the book.

Where there are variables, there are opportunities!

Of course, you have to go in during the day.

Quite a few people entered the cold storage during the day today, so there should be no danger in entering the cold storage during the day.

After making this decision, Chen Miao no longer hesitated.

Holding the book, I walked from the office to the cold storage in no more than two minutes.

Standing in front of the cold storage room, feeling the chill emanating from inside, Chen Miao took out his phone and checked the time.

Just past noon, the timing was perfect.

Stepping into the cold storage, Chen Miao's vision suddenly darkened.

The cold storage at Tianmen Funeral Home should have been on the basement level, but if it were to be placed on the basement level, an elevator would have to be installed to transport the bodies.

My uncle didn't have enough money at the time, so he renovated the first floor.

At the time, I thought that we could expand into the basement later when we were bigger and stronger.

But the wait lasted for nearly ten years.

The windows on the first floor of the cold storage were sealed off to prevent the temperature inside the cold storage from being affected by the outside environment.

To save electricity, only a few lights are turned on in the cold storage when there is no other activity.

After Chen Miao went inside, he turned on all the lights, which lessened his unease somewhat.

Chen Miao walked to the room where the freezers were stored and opened the door.

Tianmen Funeral Home has two six-compartment freezers. During the busiest period, both freezers were full, and new customers had to be stored in the funeral hall while waiting for a space to become available.

But now, only two of the twelve compartments in the freezer are still in use.

Chen Miao walked to the freezer and stood there, looking at the two connected cabinet doors.

Name: Qian Xiaomei

Name: Wang Tao

Chen Miao shifted his gaze from Qian Xiaomei and reached out to open the valve on the freezer where Lao Wang was.

Kara!
Old Wang was pulled out along with part of the bed frame, revealing his pale, bloodless face to Chen Miao.

She was still wearing the same clothes that Chen Miao had seen her wearing when she picked up the package yesterday.

Chen Miao opened the book and looked at the first page.

There was no change, which was within Chen Miao's expectations. After all, the book had already changed before Old Wang died.

After pushing Lao Wang inside and closing the cabinet door, Chen Miao looked at Qian Xiaomei's cabinet next to him.

This person should be the real deal.

As Chen Miao opened the cabinet door, a chilling aura wafted out, sending shivers down his spine.

Despite his chilling aura, Chen Miao did not stop his actions.

Slowly, he invited the person inside out.

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(End of this chapter)