Chapter 786: Chapter 786

Liu Zheng quickly came up with an answer.

"Manager Xu, can I borrow some of your employees?"

"What do you want to borrow them for?"

The bald manager asked.

"To go door-to-door, bowing and asking for money, persuading people to come and mourn my godfather."

As soon as he said this, the bald manager was taken aback, and the Earth Spirit’s will-o-the-wisp glowed brightly.

By looking at the Earth Spirit, Liu Zheng knew he had guessed correctly.

What Eighteen Partings, sister flowers, isn’t it all for the scene?

Now there’s a dutiful son, the funeral ceremony, just missing the friends and family to mourn.

But with the Earth Spirit’s usual conduct, the residents of the community are dying for him to scatter into oblivion, how could they possibly come to mourn him?

In such a situation, it’s up to this cheap dutiful son to step in.

"I kind of understand your meaning, but shouldn’t such matters be handled by you personally?"

The bald manager quickly grasped the idea.

"I’ll go myself too. It’s just that there’s not enough time, so I need your help."

The bald manager hesitated a bit.

Honestly, after working in the funeral industry for so many years, this was the first time he’d heard such a request.

"Do me a favor, there will be many opportunities for cooperation in the future."

Liu Zheng stuffed a bundle of cash into his pocket.

The bald manager glanced at the City Hall family proof on his chest and eventually agreed.

"Thank you. Everyone, come with me."

Liu Zheng waved his tentacles and led the funeral home employees out of the funeral home.

"One person per floor, hand out five hundred to each household, make it quick. Regardless if people come or not, pay each a thousand, if they come, pay an additional thousand per household."

He said to the funeral home employees and then handed out five hundred to each of them.

Upon hearing these terms, the solemn faces of the employees immediately transformed into a fervor for money.

Nobody understands the importance of money better than they do; from life to death, without it, you can’t live comfortably.

Liu Zheng waved his hand grandly, and the employees instantly dashed out like wild dogs.

But he himself didn’t sweep through the building; instead, he directly headed downstairs.

He took a deep breath, puffed up his belly as high as he could, and then shouted with all his might.

"I am the godson of the owner of unit 304 in building 15, surely everyone heard the noise from the funeral happening at my home today."

"As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors; I sincerely invite all of you to come by the wake."

"In the past, if my godfather had done anything poorly, I apologize to each of you on his behalf now."

Liu Zheng lifted his clothing, kneeled on one knee, and bowed his tentacles towards the building three times.

Then, he pulled out a rusty knife and stabbed himself in the thigh three times, piercing through each — this is called "three stabs and six holes."

"I’ve delivered my respects, if you refuse to accept the drink offered and choose to drink the punishment, then I’m afraid I’ll have to speak harshly."

"All people must die, I have some connections in the cemetery as well; if you insist on not letting my godfather depart happily, don’t expect to be happy when it’s your family’s turn for a funeral."

"If you or any of your friends or family members find no peace after death, do not claim I never forewarned you."

With that said, he stood up, bowed three more times, and then walked into the building.

When he returned to the funeral home, the funeral home employees were already back in their original positions.

Even though he didn’t see anything, he inexplicably felt the funeral hall was packed, and even involuntarily made space in the air.

Liu Zheng couldn’t be bothered to think about the principles behind it; anyway, seeing the Earth Spirit’s face smiling like a flower was enough to know his method had succeeded.

"Thank you, dear neighbors for granting us the honor."

He bowed to the surrounding air.

In the Netherworld, it seemed as if some "people" returned the courtesy to him, but more "people" chose to ignore him.

Being threatened is never a pleasant thing, let alone being threatened to mourn a neighbor they’ve disliked for decades.

"How long does the wake need to last?"

Liu Zheng asked the bald manager.

"At least half an hour."

The bald manager calculated and said.

"Then I won’t make it; I’ll have to ask you to handle the spirit-lifting work."

The bald manager reluctantly agreed.

"This is the reward promised to you, please help me distribute it."

He didn’t bother counting and handed a large handful of money to the bald manager.

"Godfather, I have to leave. From here on, just follow manager Xu’s instructions and complete the process honestly, I can’t help you if you cause more trouble." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net

Liu Zheng knelt down and thumped his head three times towards the Earth Spirit.

He considered himself to have done his utmost duty; if the Earth Spirit creates more trouble, he won’t care.

If the Earth Spirit dares to break their agreement and doesn’t give him the recommendation letter, hmph.

Liu Zheng got up, ready to leave, but saw a piece of letter paper flutter down.

His heart filled with joy, hurriedly catching it; sure enough, it was an honorary resident recommendation letter.

He happily put the recommendation letter in his pocket, but then saw a golden light drifting down from the air.

Liu Zheng reached his tentacle to catch it, the tip of the tentacle slightly weighted down, but upon careful inspection, it had no weight at all.

"Congratulations, Mr. Liu."

The bald manager also saw it and quickly offered congratulations.

"Why the congratulations?"

Because there was no introduction of the item, he had no idea what its purpose was.

"This is Buddha’s Tears, a teardrop of emotion and relief shed by a Dead Spirit before attaining enlightenment, it’s not only a rare material for making Extraordinary Items but also can resist the erosion of Netherworld’s aura when worn."

"Moreover, the shedding of Buddha’s Tears signifies the deceased has transcended and attained enlightenment."