Original God: Max level combat method can do whatever you want

“And there are discounts now.”

"One order gets 10% off, two orders get 30% off, three orders get half price and one free, the more you buy, the more you get."

“It’s too good an opportunity to miss.”

Can this kid really do business?

The discount is so big, you can’t even get your money back, right?

Meng Xing's expression was somewhat strange.

"Cough cough!"

Zhongli coughed lightly, interrupting Hu Tao's sales pitch:

"I think the Hall Master has misunderstood. What Brother Meng and I discussed was not about funerals."

"Eh?"

Hu Tao was stunned for a moment, puffing out her cheeks and glaring at Zhong Li:

"No, Zhongli, you are at least a guest of this hall master."

"How could you not think about your own business and outsource it instead?"

"You are an incompetent guest! You are incompetent!!!"

"..."

Zhongli had no way to refute.

But there was no way to tell Hu Tao directly about the resurrection.

After all, this child has his own understanding of the cycle of life and death.

Their behavior of reversing yin and yang was bound to be lectured by Master Hu.

The less trouble, the better.

"walnut."

Meng Xing glanced at the angry Hu Tao and said with a smile:

"Although Zhongli and I's business does not involve Wangsheng Hall for the time being."

"But, I also want to place a few orders with you."

"Of course, this isn't for me. I'm mainly worried that some idiot will die in my hands, so I'm just placing an order for them."

"Will you take this business, Hu Tao?"

"Answer it, why not?"

Walnut waved her hand, her smile returning:

"As long as you dare to place an order, I dare to accept it, no matter who the object is."

"Of course, if it's international business, it's a bit troublesome. Wangshengtang hasn't opened branches in other countries yet."

"But it's not impossible. Just place the order and I'll take care of the rest!"

"Besides, customer, are you really not going to place an order?"

"From what you've said, your line of work seems pretty dangerous. If anything were to happen, someone would have to help clean it up, wouldn't you agree?"

"..."

Hearing this, Zhongli looked at Meng Xing with a smile, as if he was expecting something.

But unfortunately, he is destined not to see what he wants to see.

"Place the order for myself."

Meng Xing touched his chin and nodded seriously:

"Alright, I'll place two orders first, and they need to be done right away. Just a cenotaph will do, as a farewell to the past."

"For these two orders, I want the highest standards of the Wangsheng Hall. Can this be done?"

As soon as these words came out.

Zhongli's face was full of surprise.

No, what kind of good person would hold a funeral for himself while he is still alive?

Who? Myself?

Oh, I almost forgot about this.

If he followed the original plan, he would fake his death during the immortal invitation ceremony to escape, so of course he would have to hold a grand immortal farewell ceremony for himself.

I'm the good guy?

That's okay.

I never thought that Brother Meng was such a wonderful person.

"guest..."

Walnut blinked her plum blossom eyes, a little confused:

"No, guest, are you sure you want to hold a funeral for yourself while you're still alive?"

"Any questions?"

Meng Xing smiled and said, "Don't think I'm alive and well now. In fact, I've died twice."

Traveling through time twice, to the previous life and the previous previous life, doesn’t that mean death?

He didn't lie either.

It makes sense to hold two funerals to say goodbye to the past.

"Hiss, you've died twice already?"

"It's over, it's over. I was careless."

Hu Tao stroked his chin, his face solemn. "Holding a funeral for someone who died and came back to life twice, this has never been done before in the Wangsheng Hall."

"Could it be that you want to set a precedent here?"

The Wangsheng Hall has never held a funeral for a living person.

This undoubtedly involves her professional blind spot.

For a moment I didn't know how to respond.

"Just conduct it as a normal funeral."

Meng Xing reminded while holding the teacup:

"Two games."

"this..."

Walnut's delicate little face wrinkled.

He was obviously in great hesitation.

This is not in line with the ancient system, and even more so with etiquette.

Our ancestors didn’t tell us what to do when we encounter this kind of situation.

It's a bit tricky.

Hey, it’s always me who gives others a headache.

Today I was actually stumped by my guests.

Isn’t this rebellion against Tiangang?

No, this matter must be accomplished!

"Done!"

Walnut slapped his thigh, looking determined:

"I have accepted these two orders."

"A cenotaph, huh?"

"Tell me the guest's birth date and I will make sure it's done for you."

The system is gradually being improved.

The Hall of Rebirth has been passed down from generation to generation in this way.

Today, I will also set a precedent.

Let future successors broaden their horizons.

"Birthdate..."

Meng Xing fell silent, not knowing how to respond.

The time in both worlds is different.

Forget it, just give the specific age and leave the rest to the professional Master Hu.

"The first is only nineteen and three months old, and the second is twenty-nine."

"Besides that, I can't remember anything."

"One nineteen, one twenty-nine."

Hu Tao quickly took out her notebook and began to record:

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember the rest. Just remember the year you were born. The rest is up to me."

"Forget it!" Meng Xing uttered two words lightly.

"No, can you forget this?"

Walnut suddenly felt numb.

How can she calculate it if it’s just age?

Isn't this just making things difficult for her?

"I really can't remember." Meng Xing shook his head helplessly.

pat.

The brush fell on the table.

Hu Tao stared at Meng Xing with wide eyes.

Is this really a guest, not someone looking for trouble?

Chapter 25: Hu Tao: Zhongli, can you translate for me? (Please collect and give me flowers!!!)

Resurrection from the dead.

Is it really okay to just say this directly?

Zhongli didn't think Meng Xing was talking nonsense.

He can tell whether it is true or false.

But he never thought that Meng Xing would have such a special experience.

But now it seems that Master Hu has not yet realized the key point.

Focus on the funeral.

"It's difficult, it's difficult~"

Walnut took off his hat and rubbed his head, feeling a little distressed:

"Guest, I've never encountered a situation like yours before. Without your birth date, it's difficult to write an epitaph. Furthermore, there are all sorts of things to consider, such as funeral items and burial times... Sigh~"

If it is just an ordinary cenotaph, there is no need to be so particular about it.

But the customer placed an order of the highest standard after all.

She has to stand up straight.