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The long-neglected window creaked loudly.
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The two large faces stared at each other in bewilderment.
Jiang Xiao looked curiously at the thing outside. To be precise, this thing was probably a person, right?
However, everything below the neck was pure black, so in the darkness, all that could be seen from the inside out was a floating face.
The expression on the big face outside was much more interesting than Jiang Xiao's, filled with astonishment and disbelief, and there seemed to be a hint of embarrassment.
Seriously, buddy?
Aren't you even a little bit scared?
This is a funeral home, you know?
What you're seeing is a floating, pale ghost face! How dare you open the window like that?
Most importantly, your expression really shows you don't respect me at all.
Are you mocking me?
Was he mocking me?
"Pfft~"
Seemingly confirming the ghost face's guess, Jiang Xiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The main problem was that the other person's makeup was just too funny, like the ghost dolls in Lam Ching-ying's movies.
Her face was covered in white powder, her lips were painted bright red, and most importantly, the bright red blush on her cheeks was just too garish to look at.
In conclusion: It's hard not to laugh.
"Hey, is it you who just scared that buzz-cut guy so much he screamed and went limp?"
"Humph!"
The man, whose face was obscured, glared fiercely at Jiang Xiao before running away into the distance without looking back.
Huh?
They just slipped away without saying a word?
It's already dark, and we're still in the suburbs. Anyway, Jiang Xiao didn't see any buildings nearby when he was outside. Not to mention how dangerous the night is in the world of ghost stories, where would he live?
It was unclear whether the eerie smell emanated from the ghostly face or something else. Jiang Xiao glanced at the female corpse.
Never mind, respect for the dead is paramount.
Bao Lebin did not return for a long time, so Jiang Xiao dressed the female corpse.
Just as he finished dressing, his colleague who was always messing around with food came back and stood outside the door calling him to come eat.
When the crew-cut man saw Jiang Xiao help the female corpse put on her clothes, he was clearly shocked, looking like he wanted to speak but didn't dare to ask.
"Uh, Brother Jiang Xiao, you just helped her get dressed like that?"
"Otherwise? You've been peeing until you're completely dry and you still haven't come back. You can't just leave this young girl lying here naked, can you?"
Jiang Xiao was somewhat dissatisfied, not only with Bao Lebin, but also with the curator, who was far too irresponsible.
No matter what just happened, you should at least have put their clothes back on before running away. You have no manners at all.
Summary: Not professional enough.
As a staff member who works at the funeral home year-round, he is not even as brave as Jiang Xiao, who is as timid as a mouse and dedicated to his work.
Normally, when there's nothing important going on, the people at the funeral home eat together.
At the dinner table, Jiang Xiao discovered the most formidable character listed in the funeral home's work manual: the Grand Warehouse Watchman.
He was dressed in black, had a cold face, and wasn't very old, probably around the same age as Jiang Xiao.
Seeing that Jiang Xiao, the new employee, had no expression, he didn't even raise his head, just silently eating the rice in his bowl.
On the contrary, the curator greeted Jiang Xiao with a smile, indicating that he was waiting for him to come and start the meal.
Only then did I start eating.
To be honest, the curator was quite polite.
Jiang Xiao's first impression of the Night Watchman was that he must be very powerful, and the Curator should not be able to control him, otherwise he would not have started eating alone before the Curator had started eating.
However, the night watchman was also very impolite because he was not allowed to eat.
Chapter 346 The Former Employee Who Went Crazy
The food at the funeral home is quite good.
Perhaps it was because the weather was too cold, or perhaps it was because the yin energy here was too heavy, so we ate a steaming hot pot.
Soon, Jiang Xiao discovered that the night watchman seemed to only eat vegetables, while the curator and Bao Lebin were showing off large amounts of meat.
During our casual conversation, I learned that the night watchman was a vegetarian. Thankfully, he wasn't too extreme and wouldn't bark incessantly just because someone ate meat.
When will the woman's body be cremated?
Upon hearing Jiang Xiao mention this, the curator and Bao Lebin's expressions changed. They put down their chopsticks, and even the night watchman who had been eating with his head down looked up at Jiang Xiao.
"Little Jiang, there's no rush for this."
"Didn't you just urge me to hurry up and pack up so we could be cremated?"
Jiang Xiao pressed for an answer, still puzzled.
The curator did not give a direct answer, but instead told Jiang Xiao not to ask any questions. The body would be sent to the main warehouse later, and the cremation time was yet to be determined.
hiss?
That fat pig was clearly terrified just now. No matter how you look at it, it would be better to cremate it as soon as possible, right?
Jiang Xiao finished dinner with a lot of questions in her heart and went back to her room. As for cleaning up and washing the dishes, the job naturally fell to Bao Lebin.
The room was a double room, located at the end of the corridor, with the words "Company Dormitory" prominently displayed on the door.
The bed has two tiers, with the top tier empty, so Jiang Xiao took out a mattress from a cabinet and laid it out.
After he finished washing up, Bao Lebin, the wronged son, also washed the dishes and prepared to rest.
Judging from his dark face, this guy wasn't in a good mood.
"What's wrong, bro? Did you get scared and develop some kind of mental disorder?"
Jiang Xiao didn't plan to tell Bao Lebin about the funny face incident, as he didn't yet know whether the other party was good or bad.
As I said before, Jiang Xiao is now as cunning as a monkey.
"Ugh, don't even mention it, I got another scolding from the curator."
"How to say?"
"You'd say my performance today was incredibly embarrassing, making a big fuss over the smallest thing. Ugh, never mind. I've always been a coward, and I've wanted to quit this job for ages. You have no idea what this funeral home is like."
Seemingly realizing he had said a bit too much, Bao Lebin quickly shut his mouth.
Jiang Xiao became interested. He hadn't had a casual chat with anyone in a long time. He leaned his head down from the top bunk with a curious look on his face and asked Bao Lebin, who was soaking his feet, with great interest.
"If you don't want to work here, why don't you leave?"
"Walk?"
Bao Lebin shook his head and gave a self-deprecating laugh.
"Where to go? It's all wilderness within a 30-kilometer radius. Unless you work for ten years, the curator will have someone from outside come to pick you up. Otherwise, you'll have to walk out if you want to leave. Besides..."
Seemingly having made a great decision, Bao Lebin swallowed hard and said nervously.
"Besides, I've always heard that it's not so easy to get out of this thirty-mile wilderness."
No matter how much Jiang Xiao pressed him for details, this guy stubbornly refused to say what made things difficult.
Hey?
What does that mean? The goal of clearing the game is to keep the chosen one alive, but there's no specific requirement on how long they need to live.
I have to work at the funeral home for another ten years before I can leave; otherwise, if I want to leave, I'll have to walk thirty kilometers through the wilderness.
Jiang Xiao didn't have the time or inclination to challenge the wilderness. He'd rather wait and see. A supernatural tale of such a high level was bound to drop some good stuff. If he really couldn't find anything, he could just grab the curator and the others and beat them up. He didn't believe the curator wouldn't find a car to take him out.
If he doesn't go looking for him, he'll beat him up every day!
"By the way, before me, there should have been an employee with even more seniority than you, right? Did he leave after ten years?"
When this was mentioned, Bao Lebin's expression became even more unpleasant.
He had often been bullied by "veteran employees," who euphemistically called it a fine tradition of the funeral home for the elderly to bully the newcomers.
Looking back on the passing of that senior colleague, Bao Lebin still feels a lingering fear.
"That night, he went to the toilet and then started yelling some terrifying, insane things before rushing into the vast wilderness outside."
What exactly did you mean?
Bao Lebin was unwilling to talk anymore, and each time he only said half of what he wanted to say, leaving Jiang Xiao's curiosity unsatisfied and feeling quite uncomfortable.