"Th... there!"
After the Bald Handsome Guy dragged the two completely lifeless corpses out of the car, the driver immediately started the flying car. He didn't look back, not even daring to glance at the rearview mirror, and sped away with the roar of a supercar launching from the starting line.
This was a cemetery in the southern suburbs of Huoyun... offering one-stop funeral services.
The crematory furnace clearly wasn't operating at night, and the entire funeral home was incredibly quiet... The eaves were home to roosting crows.
"Amitabha."
The master dragged one corpse in each hand through the funeral home's entrance... The security guard at the gate was eating a boxed dinner and was startled.
"We're closed. Come back tomorrow!"
"Benefactor, your yin energy is too heavy. Let this little monk play you Guanyin Sister's Heart Sutra single."
The security-guard master froze. The rice and dishes in his mouth moved instinctively as he chewed, and then he saw the Bald Handsome Guy reach into his kasaya and pull out a large rectangular box, placing it directly on the counter.
It looked like an antique video player... the sort that fashionable men liked to carry around in a certain era.
Click.
The Bald Handsome Guy pressed the button, and Buddhist music immediately poured from the cassette.
—Namo, Namo, Namo, Namo...
"You..." The security guard nearly choked to death on a mouthful of white rice.
"Benefactor, are you moved?" The Bald Handsome Guy pressed his palms together, crystalline tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. "This is a brand-new Guanyin Heart Sutra single that I went to great lengths to sneak from Guanyin Sister. There's only one cassette!"
"What the hell is wrong with you, bald guy!" The security guard slapped his chopsticks onto the counter. "Can't you understand human