Under One Person: The River Map and Luoshu

Chapter 27 Business needs to be improved (asking for monthly tickets, recommendation tickets)

The next day.

Du Heng had dark circles under his eyes, yawned repeatedly, and looked listless.

"Brother Heng, were you a thief last night?" Zhang Chulan asked casually.

"Ahem and the baby are going to start a new career."

As for what happened last night, he had to give Feng Baobao personal guidance and not let Shan Shitong find out, so he was busy until very late and did not tell Zhang Chulan.

After all, the development of an emerging profession requires independent exploration and then skilled work.

"What the hell?" Zhang Chulan was confused and turned to look at Feng Baobao, curious about what was going on.

Feng Baobao replied: "According to Du Heng, it is called a one-stop funeral service with a standard process. Before the operation, they sneak into the village without firing a shot. After the operation is completed, they leave without any notice, hiding their achievements and fame."

"Um, it sounds like it's awesome!"

"Really? Du Heng said it would be more professional and impressive this way."

The more Zhang Chulan listened, the more confused he became. He suspected that Du Heng had also taught Feng Baobao some strange knowledge, such as Xu Si's Eighteen Styles of Awei.

I felt the need to learn more about it, so as not to be misled, so I asked, "So, what exactly is a one-stop funeral service?"

"Bury someone!"

"Bury who?"

Before Feng Baobao could answer, Du Heng patted Zhang Chulan on the back and said, "Why are you asking so many questions? You will understand in a moment."

"The second round of competitions are all over. The third round is Zhang Chulan versus Shan Shitong."

When the young Taoist priest announced the start of the third round of four groups' competition, the crowd in the stands became excited again.

Without him!

Zhang Chulan is really likable.

They all asked Shan Shitong to "love" him well. Among them, the young man who looked like the real Xiao Yan and was eliminated in the first round by Zhang Chulan was the most angry. He even had the urge to take part in the competition himself.

When the atmosphere was brewing to its climax, Shan Shitong was nowhere to be seen in the venue, leaving only Zhang Chulan with a cigarette in his mouth, looking free and easy.

At this point, Zhang Chulan also understood what Du Heng and Feng Baobao had done last night.

This is what is meant by one-stop funeral services!

"What about people!"

"Bilian, it must be Bilian again!"

"Shady, shady!"

The young man named "Xiao Yan" couldn't bear it any longer, so he jumped off the stands and rushed straight towards Zhang Chulan.

When he was less than ten feet away from Bilian, he could no longer get closer. That ten feet was like a chasm in the sky, blocking the two of them.

It was because "Xiao Yan" was held down by two "Soul Palace Taoists" and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"Master, please let me go!"

"No, you've already been eliminated. You are not allowed to interfere with the competition."

"Master, it doesn't matter if I'm eliminated, but I won't be willing to die if Bilian isn't eliminated."

However, the Taoist priest ignored him and dragged "Xiao Yan" away.

Looking at Bilian who was getting farther and farther away from him, "Xiao Yan" kept shouting: "I came to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony to show my support, and I have made contributions. I have even shed blood for the Luotian Grand Ceremony. I want to see the old Heavenly Master, I want to see the old Heavenly Master."

In the stands, Du Heng, the instigator of the incident, shook his head dumbly and said, "This guy has gone completely crazy. He has started talking nonsense."

When the referee announced Zhang Chulan as the winner.

Strange changes occur.

Du Heng felt helpless when he saw this, and turned his head to Feng Baobao and said, "Baobao, it seems that we need to be more skilled in our business in the future. We can't be merciful when we say we are a one-stop service. We even put up a monument for him, but he doesn't know what's good for him.

Also, when burying someone, it’s best not to touch the person’s butt pocket, so as not to wake the person up.”

"Oh, I see. Next time, just leave a breathing hole and bury the rest."

In the field, Zhang Chulan looked at Shan Shitong who came late, and was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had seen it wrong. He wiped his eyes and found that it was really him. He turned his head and looked at Du Heng and Feng Baobao, as if to ask, "What are you doing?"
As soon as Shan Shitong entered the venue, he began to complain to the Taoist referee.

"Master, I want to report that someone knocked me out while I was sleeping last night and buried me somewhere, which prevented me from coming to the competition.

They are two masked men with the words "Funeral Service" written on their clothes. They must be Bilian's accomplices."

The Taoist's face grew darker as he listened to his words, and he even wondered if he had lost his mind.

Bury someone?

Masked accomplice?

Also a one-stop funeral service?

"Oh, my sin, my sin, I actually used a bad word, Grandmaster, please forgive me, your unworthy disciple."

Therefore, the Taoist priest had a worse impression of him and shouted loudly: "No matter what the reason is, you are late and the rules cannot be abolished."

Shan Shitong was so aggrieved that he pointed directly at Du Heng and Feng Baobao in the stands and said, "I have evidence. It must be the two of them. One of them even stole the talisman from my pocket."

At this time, Feng Baobao honestly took out a stack of talismans from his pocket, waved them, and said in a daze: "Are you talking about this thing? Xu Si said that things in the butt pocket and on the back of the waist are what others don't want."

"Master, look, look!" Shan Shitong was very excited. This was evidence.

Seeing this, Du Heng held his forehead helplessly. It was all because of Xu Si's misleading teachings that Feng Baobao touched the talisman in someone else's back pocket last night, thus waking up Shan Shitong.

But when the real owner came to his door, he was not panicked, because he could not prove that the talisman was his.

He immediately asked Shan Shitong in the field: "Is this yours? Then you call it, will it respond?"

Shan Shitong thought he was mentally ill to say such stupid things. "Can that dead thing agree to it?"

Du Heng seemed to know what he would say, and couldn't help but smile, "If you don't agree, then it's ours."

"Can you please be reasonable? The talisman has a mark I made on it."

"Why do you want to make your mark on our talismans?" Du Heng asked in all seriousness, leaving him speechless.

The words fell.

There seemed to be an uproar, and everyone was angry and wanted to laugh. It was the first time they saw that stealing things was so reasonable.

The key point is that what the other person said does make sense, otherwise why didn't Shan Shitong speak up to refute it.

"Fuck, I learned it!"

“Is this the logic of the boss?”

"Hey, I heard that he is a top student from Nanbukai University with a high level of education. It's normal that Qingfu God can't win the argument."

Off the court, Zhang Chulan secretly gave Du Heng a thumbs up, his admiration almost written on his face.

And as the victim——Shan Shitong.

I was almost sickened to death by what he said. I felt more and more aggrieved, and I felt like I was going to explode with just one look at him.

I have never met such a unreasonable person.

It was clearly his talisman, but it was said to be the other party's, and he had no way to refute it.

Bilian!

Another Bilian!
"Master, you have to make the decision for me. The talisman is mine. They are Zhang Chulan's accomplices."

The Taoist looked left and right and said, "What you said makes sense, but what he said is also correct.

No matter what, you are late for the competition, which is considered as giving up according to the rules. Please leave as soon as possible and don't delay the next round of competition."

"Assholes, you are in the same group. I will go to the Tianshi Mansion to sue you."

"Hey, who are you and why are you suing me?" The Taoist priest was also so angry that he laughed.

Immediately, with a wave of their hands, two Taoist priests dragged him away, leaving behind only the lingering curses.

The culprit, Du Heng, shook his head again and sighed, "Oh, another madman!"

(End of this chapter)