Folk customs begin with the entire funeral procession

Chapter 83 Triggers a New Chapter (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

"How sure are you?"

Chen Miao asked.

Shi Manman remained silent, put on gloves, reached out and touched Luo Yucheng's face, then looked at the situation from several different angles.

After finishing, Shi Manman took off her gloves and said, "I can't see what he looks like right now, so I can't be sure of the specifics."

"However, I estimate that it can recover to about 25%. To be more accurate, I would need to remove all the fillers from his face before I can make a judgment."

Chen Miao nodded, gestured to Li Fu, and then walked out with Shi Manman.

Chen Miao first led Shi Man back to her office, and then took Luo Yucheng's parents back to the business hall.

After letting Kong Fang receive them for a while, Chen Miao went upstairs to print out an agreement before coming down.

"Mr. Luo, Ms. Liao, I have learned about the deceased's situation."

"It should have been four or five days since the deceased passed away, and the seventh day memorial service is just around the corner. I suppose you don't want to continue tormenting the deceased, do you?"

Seeing the two nod, Chen Miao continued, "Our institution is willing to take on your son."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yucheng's parents showed their gratitude.

Kong Fang, standing to the side, kept giving Chen Miao meaningful glances, his anxious expression clearly telling Chen Miao not to agree.

Chen Miao ignored Kong Fang and instead pushed the agreement over.

“Your choice of Tianmen Funeral Home is a sign of your trust in us, and we will do our best to live up to that trust.”

"But, to be honest, I need to have some protection for myself regarding what you did before."

Luo Yucheng's parents looked at the agreement, their expressions changing from gratitude to anger.

"You just don't want to take responsibility. That's nice to say, but you and Du Xiang from Fushou Center are birds of a feather!"

"And we trusted you so much!"

Chen Miao looked at the two agitated people without getting angry.

“You two are Luo Yucheng’s parents. The decision regarding Luo Yucheng’s funeral arrangements is yours to make. We will not interfere.”

“You say I don’t want to take responsibility, and that’s true, because I’m responsible for the entire funeral home.”

"This is my problem, but... what about you? Have you taken on the responsibilities of being parents?"

"If you want the deceased to rest in peace, you shouldn't be torturing him like this."

“If it were just your town saying it couldn’t be repaired, then it might be a problem with your town. But you’ve already been to three funeral homes, and without exception, they all gave the same answer.”

"Do you think we conspired to prevent your son from getting a better repair?"

"We have no grudges or grievances, and besides, there are conflicts of interest involved. Why would we collude to set up this scheme for your son?"

"What do you think we can get out of this whole scheme?"

Chen Miao's words made Luo Yucheng's parents blush.

They wanted to get angry and say they would take his son away to the city!

But they lacked the confidence to back it up.

As Chen Miao said, all three funeral homes came to the same conclusion: no matter how good the skills of the morticians in the city are, how much better can they be?

Secondly, the cost would double if you went to the city!
And even if the final result is not what they want, they wouldn't dare to cause trouble.

So their faces turned redder and redder as they strained.

Seeing this, Chen Miao spoke up again: "Given that you have chosen Tianmen Funeral Home, I will make the decision that all the paper offerings and paper crafts needed for the Luo Yucheng memorial service will be provided free of charge."

"Don't worry about me cutting corners. We'll include a video file of the memorial service. Just take the file and ask other people who have held memorial services here, and they'll know."

Chen Miao's words gave the couple, who were in an awkward position, a way out.

The redness on their faces faded by half, and they sat down.

After a moment of silence, Luo Yucheng's father picked up the agreement, glanced at it, and then signed his name.

Seeing this, Chen Miao's face also showed a serious expression. "Mr. Luo, Ms. Liao, now that we have reached an agreement, we will arrange everything as soon as possible."

"Could you tell me about the deceased's life story? This will help me write the eulogy."

Seeing that Chen Miao did not show any smugness of victory in the negotiation, the remaining dissatisfaction of Luo Yucheng's parents gradually disappeared as they communicated with Chen Miao.

Kong Fang, who had been watching from beginning to end, couldn't help but look at Chen Miao, the curator who was even younger than him, with new respect.

After Luo Yucheng's parents left, Kong Fang asked Chen Miao how he had done it.

"Death is a great loss. I just didn't let the negative emotions of losing their loved ones affect me. I tried my best to do everything I could."

Whether they succeed or not depends on them.

Watching Chen Miao's retreating figure, Kong Fang thought about Chen Miao's past work practices.

It seems that nothing is different this time.

However, Kong Fang was influenced by the things Luo Yucheng's parents had done before, and thought they were just two scoundrels, so he became less composed than before.

"If I could be as calm and unaffected as the curator, I might be able to resolve this matter on my own without the curator's intervention!"

Kong Fang thought to himself.

But then, Kong Fang sensed something was wrong.

That's what they say, but can anyone really be as calm and composed as Chen Miao, without being swayed by their emotions?

He shook his head and said nothing more.

……

Chen Miao went upstairs and saw some empty beer cans in the living room, but he didn't find any trace of Xiang Shang.

When Chen Miao went to the bedroom, just as he had expected, the guy was already asleep in bed.

Chen Miao shook his head, closed the door, and sat down at his desk.

After sending Shi a message that he could prepare, he turned on his computer and began to draft a eulogy based on Luo Yucheng's situation.

It was half an hour later when the first draft was completed.

Stretching, Chen Miao suddenly noticed the books on the table.

Thinking of Luo Yucheng's miserable state, Chen Miao opened the book.

Upon looking, I immediately saw a newly appeared chapter.

Chen Miao was surprised.

When he went to see Luo Yucheng just now, he didn't sense a strong yin energy.

The concentration of yin energy in the cold storage is only around level two. It's not even night yet, and even if it were, it would only be level one more at most.

Even a level three concentration of yin energy can nurture a vengeful ghost?
Chen Miao thought of Chen Guokun's obsession.

"Obsession is a kind of adhesive that binds the yin energy together, forming a ghostly spirit."

Could it be that Luo Yucheng's resentment was so strong that he was able to successfully condense level three Yin energy?

This was the only reason Chen Miao could think of.

The book usually only tells the process and the result, and does not tell Chen Miao how the ghost came about.

Later, we can ask Chen Guokun.

With that thought in mind, Chen Miao looked at the contents of the book.

He also wanted to know how he, who already possessed the peach wood sword, the ghost cube, and various talismans, had died.

Two minutes later, Chen Miao's face darkened.

He never imagined that his death would be such a stroke of luck!

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