My master is invincible

Chapter 1296 Talking about the Grave (41)

When Yu Qian heard what I said, her eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she didn't want to, she hesitated a few words, and finally saw that my face was not right, she said: "That's fine, but you have to promise me one thing."

I hummed and asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

She gave me a blank look, "Remember, you are not an umbrella, don't hold on, it's really impossible, don't worry about it."

I let out a groan and didn't speak any more. I got up immediately and was about to go to the ground. I didn't know if it was because my body was too weak or what was going on.

When Yu Qian saw this situation, she supported me and said, "I heard from Jin'er that you need to recuperate for a few days to recover."

As she spoke, she helped me out of the bed, and she reprimanded me a few more words, roughly saying that she was about to die, so she had to find someone else.

As for her words, I choose to ignore them, there is no other way, things are like this, I can't just let her go!More importantly, what Uncle Lin said about graves, I have a vague feeling that this may be a big deal.

Soon, the two of us walked out of the room, and happened to meet Yan Jin who was walking towards me. When he saw me, Yan Jin frowned slightly and didn't speak, but Yu Qian said, "Jin'er, I'll send this guy off Go to the funeral home, do you want to follow?"

Yan Jin thought for a while, finally nodded, and said, "Okay!"

Just like that, the three of us rushed towards the Happy Hotel.

When we showed up at the Happiness Hotel, it was 10 o'clock in the evening, and there was no one in the hotel. To my surprise, Uncle Lin seemed to know that I was coming, and stood at the front desk waiting for me.

As soon as he saw me, he immediately came over, first took a look at me, and then he looked happy, held my arm tightly, and said something inexplicable, "Savior, you are finally here, if you don't come, we All those members of the Storm Squad must die."

I glanced at him suspiciously and said, "What do you mean?"

He smiled, "This is not a place to talk, do you think this is okay, go to my house and discuss it in detail?"

I didn't agree directly, but asked, "Where's Yuer?"

"Don't worry, I have asked Qiaoer to send her to my house." He said.

"Is she okay?" I asked.

"It's not a big problem, just rest for a while. By the way, the nanny of the Yan family is also here. There are some things that need to be resolved." He said.

As soon as I heard it, I immediately understood that he was planning to talk about Yan Junshan, even Yan Junshan's death.

At that moment, I looked at Yan Jin and asked her, "What do you mean?"

She hummed.

Seeing this, I said to Uncle Lin, "All right, I hope you don't disappoint me."

Afterwards, a few of us went straight to Uncle Lin's house. His home was not far from the Xingfu Hotel, about a mile or two away. According to my idea, we should drive there. I don't know what Uncle Lin thought, saying that it was inconvenient to drive. Just walk over.

He said so, what can we guests say, we have to walk according to his wishes.

Because my legs and feet were a bit inconvenient, Yu Qian and Yan Jin supported me, which made Uncle Lin squint his eyes and smiled: "Chen Jiu, the beauty is not shallow!"

Listening to this, I have people who really want to die, one is my cousin, and the other is just an acquaintance, so where is the beauty coming from?

I didn't say a word, and walked forward with a dull head.

After walking for about an hour, Uncle Lin suddenly said, "Just turn a corner and we'll be there."

I glanced up, and there was a narrow road in front of me. There was an old-fashioned telephone booth at the turn he said. To my surprise, it was just a turn, and there was a bungalow on the other side, only three Four floors high, compared with the high-rise buildings opposite, it is a paradise, a hell.

Does Uncle Lin live in a bungalow?

No, I remember him saying that everyone in the Storm Squad got rich back then, with his money, he wouldn't be able to live in this kind of place.

I expressed this doubt to him.

His words made me understand what it means to be a real person without revealing his appearance, and to show his appearance is not real anymore.

He said: "Ai! I made some money back then, and invested all the money in real estate. Those bungalows are all mine, and now I am negotiating prices with Kaifang."

When I heard this, I was almost dumbfounded, even Yan Jin and Yu Qian stared at Uncle Lin in surprise.

Then Yu Qian said: "My God, if this is demolished, how rich you are!"

Uncle Lin smiled, "It's not much. Compared with the old Li's house, it's not as good as a drop in the bucket."

I was drunk, and I was in a mess. I roughly counted and found that there were about [-] bungalows in that piece of bungalows. If these houses were sold, I couldn't even imagine the price.

However, another question came up, how could he still work in the Happy Hotel when he was so rich?This is not logical!
When I asked this question, he glanced at me and said in a low voice: "People, you can't stare at money when you are alive, you have to have your own hobbies. I have been used to dealing with dead people in my life. I work in the Happy Hotel , it’s just to pass the time.”

"What about Lin Zhongtian and Lin Qiao'er?" I asked, if Uncle Lin is because of interest, then his pair of children can't be also because of interest, right?

I don't believe it anymore, young people still like to do this now.

He smiled, "The two of them, I forced them to work in the Happy Hotel before the age of 25, and let them know what it looks like after death. Only in this way can they do more good deeds.”

I thought about it, and it is true that as Uncle Lin said, if a person has dealt with the dead for a long time, he has a deep understanding of life. Take me for example, since I became a coffin bearer, I often fantasize about myself after death What will happen, I will also fantasize about the meaning of life, and as time goes by, I attach great importance to life.

While talking, Uncle Lin stopped by a one-story house. I looked at the one-story house. It was similar to the red brick house in our country. Red bricks, and some interior furnishings are also extremely ordinary.

If Uncle Lin hadn't said that all the bungalows belonged to him, I would definitely have thought that Uncle Lin's family was not well off.
However, as some old sayings say, the richer people are, the more stingy they are, and Uncle Lin may be a representative of such people.

"Come on, everyone, go in and sit down. The environment at home is not good, so I hope you don't mind!" Uncle Lin made a gesture of invitation to us, and walked in first, and we followed.

(End of this chapter)