Pillar roared at Zhao Tian, telling him to go crazy somewhere else. The funeral procession was about to cross the bridge, and if he wasn't afraid of being haunted by the female ghost, he could just stand there blocking the way.

Pillar truly had a powerful aura. With that shout, Zhao Tian shuddered, his eyes clearing up. The knife in his hand clattered to the ground, and he knelt at the bridgehead, wailing loudly and slapping himself in the face, saying he was sorry to Pillar, sorry to Second Uncle, that he deserved to die and wasn't human.

Afraid that Zhao Tian would say something he shouldn't, Pillar quickly yelled at him to shut up and get out of the way.

Zhao Tian wasn't stupid. He looked at the coffin, then at the funeral procession, knowing he couldn't talk nonsense with outsiders present, and quickly retreated to the side.

The men carried the coffin across the bridge, and Pillar also kicked Zhao Tian's fallen knife under the bridge.

The river was flowing rapidly after the rain, and the knife quickly disappeared from sight. The group successfully crossed the bridge.

The coffin shook a few times, and the female corpse inside clearly didn't want to lie still, but Pillar had tied her down with corpse-binding ropes and used old nails to seal the coffin. With the sun high in the sky, even if the female corpse was unwilling, she couldn't cause trouble. The coffin shook a few times, but after crossing the bridge, it fell silent.

Although the coffin was stood upright again when it was buried, Pillar used his abilities to flip the coffin over, bury it, and erect a tombstone.

Even if a corpse is fierce, being placed in a coffin reduces its arrogance by half. Once buried, any grievances can only be taken up with the King of Hell. Pillar also buried something next to the grave, ensuring the female corpse would turn to blood in three days and couldn't possibly cause trouble again.

After dealing with the female corpse, the employer paid Pillar as agreed. Pillar took Zhao Jianjun's coffin and Zhao Tian back to the village, preparing to bury Zhao Jianjun the next day. But that night, Zhao Tian died next to Zhao Jianjun's coffin, with six names written in blood on the coffin – Pillar's and the other coffin bearers' – each followed by a large red cross.

The handwriting was Zhao Jianjun's, and Zhao Jianjun's corpse was gone from the coffin.

Knowing things had escalated, they frantically searched, using every method they knew. But the techniques they used to lure corpses were taught by Zhao Jianjun himself, so how could they use them against him?

After a day of fruitless searching, everyone gathered at Pillar's house, afraid of being alone and targeted by Zhao Jianjun.

Later, the youngest, San'er, couldn't hold his bowels any longer and begged one of his kind brothers to accompany him to the toilet.

Naturally, no one wanted to, and San'er was almost crying, grabbing a basin to relieve himself in the house.

Finally, Pillar spoke up, saying they'd all go together. Even if Zhao Jianjun had become a fierce corpse, there were six of them; they could handle him.

Besides, who could guarantee they'd be fine all night? Right now, San'er urgently needed to defecate, but maybe someone else would need to urinate later. If you don't help your brother, how can you expect your brother to help you?

Anyway, Pillar's toilet was big enough for everyone to stand in, so all five of them went to watch San'er take a dump.

San'er didn't know what he'd been stuffing himself with these past few days, but his excrement stank horribly. Baldy couldn't stand the stench and, covering his nose, said he was going out for some fresh air.

But once he went out, Baldy never returned to the toilet. It wasn't until San'er finished his business and pulled up his pants that they saw Baldy lying on the ground, a purplish-black handprint on his neck. He had been strangled to death.

The remaining five people hid in the house, and no one dared to go out all night. At daybreak, they came to find Second Aunt, and Second Aunt told him to find me.

"You left home early this morning and only just arrived at my shop. Is your village far from Hua City?"

"Huh?" Pillar was stunned by my question. "Not far, a little over an hour by car."

"Then what were you doing all morning? Assuming you left at ten, you'd arrive at Second Aunt's shop by eleven-thirty, and after lunch, it would only be twelve o'clock. Why didn't you come to find me then?" I continued to ask Pillar confusing questions.

"This? Was I late? Did I delay something? Will someone else die tonight?" Pillar's expression became obviously tense.

I glared at him. "Answer the question. I'm the one asking you."

Pillar wasn't a good-tempered person, and my tone had already angered him. If Second Aunt hadn't vouched for me in advance, the kid probably would have slammed the table and left.

Pillar clenched his fist and finally said, "Fine, since you want to know, I'll tell you the truth. You and Second Aunt weren't my first choice for help. It's just that those other people asked too many questions, which I found annoying. Second Aunt said you only ask about payment and not about cause and effect, so that's why I came to find you. Are you satisfied with that answer?"

I nodded, saying I was satisfied, and asked him what the specific request was. Was it to save the five of them?

Pillar said yes.

I took out my abacus and did some calculations. Pillar would have to give up a pair of eyes and a tongue, and the other four would have to leave behind eight ears. In addition, my fee was twenty thousand yuan.

I tapped the abacus beads, asking Granny Yin if she wanted these eyes, ears, and tongues. Because Granny Yin had helped me with the meatball, she had priority on this deal. But the price was what the abacus calculated, and I couldn't change it. I wondered if she could use these things.

Granny Yin didn't say anything, just pushed the abacus beads back, refusing the deal. Only then did I post the deal in the group for the other patrons to snatch up. In the end, I didn't know who took it; I only knew that something had been added to the abacus.

This patron was playing anonymously with me; how naughty.

Only after confirming that a patron was willing to take the case did I tell Pillar the price. Pillar's face turned pale, and he asked if I was joking.

I told him very seriously, "I never joke when I'm doing business. I really can ignore cause and effect, even right and wrong. My patrons have all sorts of tastes, and all sorts of deals get taken.

I can even not listen to Pillar's story, ask for the request, and immediately open a deal, guaranteeing impartial treatment. But I never haggle. When asking evil spirits to do things, you have to follow the rules of the evil spirits."

"Then what if I asked you to do something? Not the evil spirits of the funeral shop, but you personally. What price would you ask? To be honest, I already know where Zhao Jianjun is hiding. With your abilities, you can definitely take him down.

How about the *Corpse Sutra*? My master passed down a *Corpse Sutra*, the crystallization of several generations of coffin bearers' hard work. I'm too dull to understand its mysteries, but if Shopkeeper Wan obtains this classic, he will surely be invincible.

I know Shopkeeper Wan has a great regret, but none of these evil spirits can help you.

Diviners can't divine for themselves, feng shui masters can't choose their own gravesites, and even doctors can't cure themselves. You, the shopkeeper of this funeral shop, are no exception, right?

Shopkeeper Wan can use the power of evil spirits to help others fulfill their wishes, but your own matters can only remain regrets, right?

Shopkeeper Wan knows better than I what the *Corpse Sutra* talks about. You naturally understand how much good it would do to fulfill Shopkeeper Wan's wish, so I don't need to say more, right?"

I sighed inwardly. Second Aunt, you're really going all out for this kid, telling him everything. Aren't you afraid I'll suspect he's your illegitimate son?

"Alright," I said, putting the abacus aside. "I'll personally take this deal, but I'll only guarantee your life. As for the other four, let them fend for themselves. Saving those who shouldn't be saved will diminish my own blessings. I don't want to be burdened by cause and effect."