Chapter 253 Collecting Your Corpse for You
Chen Xuan roamed outside for a while but couldn't find a place to stay.
He entered a hotel, and as soon as he produced his ID for registration, the hotel promptly kicked him out.
Chen Xuan found out that the Tang family had issued a ban against him!
These hotels and establishments were afraid of retaliation from the Tang family and dared not let Chen Xuan stay.
Unable to find lodging, Chen Xuan had no choice but to return to the coffin shop in the funeral market.
When Chen Xuan arrived at the coffin shop, he saw Xue Chuan effortlessly carrying a century-old nanmu wood weighing several hundred kilograms with one arm. He walked as if on level ground, and Chen Xuan couldn't help but frown.
Xue Chuan's strength was comparable to Tie Lin's; how could he be so defenseless against Tang Ren?
However, he didn't think too much about it.
Xue Chuan also saw Chen Xuan and walked over, placing the century-old nanmu wood on the ground. He asked with confusion, "Chen Xuan, why are you still here?"
Chen Xuan gave a wry smile and explained the situation to Xue Chuan.
Xue Chuan was furious, "The Tang family is too overbearing! If you don't mind the humble accommodations, you can stay with me for now."
"That would be fine," Chen Xuan nodded.
A hint of joy flashed across Xue Chuan's face, and he immediately said, "But we need to agree on terms first: we'll split all meals, and the rent is one hundred a day!"
Chen Xuan was stunned, rolled his eyes at Xue Chuan, and couldn't help but retort, "Xue Chuan, I'm one of your biggest customers. Can you really be this stingy?"
"If you don't want to stay, then don't. I'm not used to outsiders living here," Xue Chuan flatly refused.
"......"
Chen Xuan had no other choice and surrendered, "Alright, I agree."
When you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head. He didn't want to sleep under a bridge or in a park.
On the spot, Chen Xuan transferred five hundred yuan to Xue Chuan, covering his accommodation and rent for the next few days.
Xue Chuan happily looked at the five hundred yuan that appeared in his account, his face beaming with joy.
This display made Chen Xuan wonder if Xue Chuan had ever seen money before.
He was like this for just five hundred yuan?
Chen Xuan walked into the coffin shop. Xue Chuan moved the massive nanmu wood inside, picked up the tools for making coffins, and stood before the nanmu wood, sketching and marking, extremely focused. He soon began the process of crafting the coffin.
"Xue Chuan, you're only making a coffin for the Tang family. Do you have to be this serious? You're even using golden nanmu wood?"
Chen Xuan watched Xue Chuan work and couldn't help but remind him.
Of course, he now understood why the material costs were so high.
Xue Chuan stubbornly replied, "Every coffin that my Xue family makes must be a masterpiece. I will absolutely not create anything ordinary, as that would be an insult to my Xue family's craftsmanship."
Chen Xuan wanted to persuade Xue Chuan, but seeing his stubborn and serious expression, he didn't know how to.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely finish this coffin before the Tang family patriarch's sixtieth birthday!"
Xue Chuan continued working, not even looking at Chen Xuan, and made a solemn vow.
Chen Xuan found a room in the back of the shop and made do for the night.
Throughout the night, Xue Chuan did not stop. The sounds of chisels and axes, clanging and banging, disturbed Chen Xuan's sleep.
Chen Xuan walked out yawning. Xue Chuan was still engrossed in his work, as if he hadn't noticed Chen Xuan approaching.
At this moment, Chen Xuan noticed that the coffin had already begun to take shape.
Curious about the masterpiece Xue Chuan mentioned, Chen Xuan drew closer.
Xue Chuan was currently carving patterns. Even though it wasn't finished, Chen Xuan could already sense that this coffin, once completed, would be immensely impressive!
Coffins are considered ritualistic items within Feng Shui and metaphysics, a subject he had some knowledge of. A craftsman capable of creating such a coffin was no ordinary person.
Who exactly was this Xue Chuan?
Just as Chen Xuan's doubts arose, a sharp, seductive female voice suddenly rang out.
"Little Chuan, it's time to pay the rent again. When are you going to pay me last month's rent?"
A very flirtatious auntie, around forty years old, swayed her voluptuous figure as she approached.
This auntie was wearing a qipao, her figure slightly voluptuous with rolls of fat around her waist.
She walked with a sway, and the thick powder on her face was almost falling off.
Behind her followed a charming and delicate little loli, about seven or eight years old, with two pigtails on her head, rosy cheeks, and exquisitely carved features, making her very adorable.
Hearing the voice, Xue Chuan's body trembled, his face turned ashen, he dropped his tools, and fled.
"Stop right there!"
A sharp cry echoed, and Xue Chuan froze as if struck by lightning.
Xue Chuan turned his head and forced a smile at the seductive auntie, "Sister Wang, you're here? Haha, I didn't even see you."
Sister Wang's gaze swept over Xue Chuan's muscular physique, her beautiful eyes gleaming with desire. Her mouth felt dry.
She swallowed and managed to compose herself, her eyes lingering, "Little Chuan, can't pay rent again? It's okay, sister won't make things difficult for you. As long as you become my god-brother and come visit me occasionally, you don't have to do anything. Just keep me company and chat, and I'll waive your rent."
Chen Xuan's eyes widened, and he looked at Xue Chuan with a peculiar expression.
"Damn, there's a story here."
Seeing Chen Xuan's gaze, Xue Chuan's mouth twitched, and he quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, I haven't done anything."
Sister Wang coaxed him persuasively, speaking generously, "Xue Chuan, your coffin shop isn't making much money. You know, the entire funeral market belongs to me. If you become my god-brother, I'll let you manage the entire funeral market, saving you at least thirty years of struggle."
"Don't worry, you won't have any worries. Sister will definitely take good care of you."
Upon hearing this, Xue Chuan felt goosebumps erupt all over him!
He quickly said, "Sister Wang, you might have misunderstood. I have money now. The rent isn't five hundred yuan. I'll transfer it to you right away."
With that, Xue Chuan eagerly took out his phone and transferred the five hundred yuan he had scammed from Chen Xuan the previous night to Sister Wang.
Seeing the five hundred yuan transferred, Chen Xuan felt a pang of pain.
His good intentions had backfired, preventing a good youth from taking a shortcut!
"Xue Chuan, stop pretending. I have people watching you. You haven't had any business for a month, where would you get the money?" Sister Wang pouted.
Rent was collected on the fifth of every month. When had Xue Chuan ever paid on time, always pushing it to the thirtieth?
The next moment, a deposit notification sound rang out.
Sister Wang was stunned and looked at Xue Chuan in surprise, "I didn't expect you actually had money?"
Sister Wang was quite unwilling and tried to persuade Xue Chuan thoroughly, wanting him to take the fast track. However, Xue Chuan's attitude was exceptionally firm, insisting on being a five-good youth who walked the righteous path.
Sister Wang sighed regretfully. Before leaving, she gave Xue Chuan a flirtatious glance, "Xue Chuan, if you ever feel like not trying anymore, come find me. Sister will definitely not treat you unfairly."
Xue Chuan's face turned green and white.
"Wait!"
Just as Sister Wang turned to leave, Chen Xuan suddenly spoke.
Sister Wang stopped immediately and turned to look at Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan's handsome appearance instantly attracted Sister Wang's attention. She licked her crimson lips and said greedily, "This young man is willing to be my god-brother? I promise, you'll get the same treatment as Xue Chuan."
Xue Chuan also stared at Chen Xuan with wide eyes. Chen Xuan didn't seem to lack money; why did he have such a hobby? A hint of disdain crept into his eyes.
Chen Xuan remained expressionless and pointed to the little loli standing silently behind Sister Wang, asking, "Is this person with you?"
Sister Wang reluctantly looked back. Upon seeing the little loli, she frowned, "I don't know her? Hey, little one, where did you come from?"
"Then I understand."
Chen Xuan looked at the little loli and revealed a playful smile, "Little friend, why have you come to the coffin shop?"
"I've come... to collect your corpse!"
The little loli's expression suddenly turned cold. A dagger appeared in her hand from nowhere, and she ferociously thrust it towards Chen Xuan's heart!