Chapter 259 The devil will never be a slave

By the time Shen Jian returned to the funeral home, the time had already reached 3:03.

He felt a little pity.

Because he was busy at work, he missed the 8 o'clock wake-up call last night.

Let these evil spirits oversleep.

But not anymore.

Now he is the manager of the Bloody Paper Shop, and his tasks are not too heavy. He works as a paper salesman every day, and when he goes to ask for accounts, he can make it in time.

at this time.

It's pitch black outside.

Shen Jian pushed open the door of the funeral home, causing the old administrator at the front desk to wake up suddenly.

After seeing Shen Jian, the old man had a ferocious look on his face.

"Human, how dare you come back."

He was so angry that his lips trembled.

Because of Shen Jian's frame-up, he suffered inhuman treatment on the 7th floor and was almost torn to pieces by this group of devils who got angry because they got up. If it weren't for the fact that he was an employee of the Bloody Papermaking Shop, he would have been buried in his grave. The grass is starting to grow.

Now, this human being dared to appear in front of him.

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows: "You're not dead, but you have to understand that I am now the manager of the Bloody Paper Shop. With your work attitude, I will fire you in a minute."

Old administrator:???

He was slightly startled.

The manager of the Bloody Paper Shop, is he the only human who came here on his first day?

What a liar.

The old man was about to speak.

Then I saw Shen Jian taking out a power of attorney to prove his identity.

elder:!!!

Fuck.

He is really the store manager.

The old man's angry face suddenly changed and he burst into laughter: "Store manager, why are you here at this hour? If there is anything I did wrong, point it out and I will correct it."

Shen Jian glanced at him: "I still like your unruly behavior just now, please recover."

elder:……

"Okay, brother."

The old man sneered, his expression turning gloomy in a second.

Shen Jian was very satisfied.

As the manager of the bloody paper shop, he has great power.

Outside, the ghost king has to give you face.

Internally, the top red-shirted men also have to bow their heads.

Even if he is a human being.

This made him even more interested in this four-star supernatural place.

The business of the Bloody Paper Shop is divided into two parts.

One: paper figures.

This part of the work is mainly completed by a group of formal disciples such as the bloody paper figurines, while the red-clothed paper figurines in the store were made by Mrs. Suyi herself.

Second: Change the body.

This part can only be completed by Mrs. Suyi.

Especially the specially customized paper body requires a lot of time and energy. Even if you are a paper tying master, the speed is not much faster.

As long as you master these two parts, you are equivalent to controlling the entire paper shop.

He was not involved in the making of the paper figurines, but the sale of the paper figurines had to go through his hands. In addition, he managed the funeral parlor and had the account books to control the source of funds. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the owner of the Blood Paper Making Shop.

Shen Jian touched his chin.

Suddenly I remembered an interesting story.

One day, the emperor died, and the prince and the princes secretly promised the general, who was far away in the capital but had 500,000 elite soldiers, that as long as he brought his troops back to the capital to help them ascend the throne, they would enjoy endless glory and wealth.

If it were you who had these half a million elite soldiers at your disposal, who would you choose to help?

This truth is obvious.

Thinking.

Shen Jian was already walking upstairs.

"Store manager, what are you doing?"

"Can't you see? Tell them to get up."

Hear this.

The old administrator opened his mouth.

He glanced outside.

It was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

This doesn't seem like it's time to get up.

You didn't come over until after 8 o'clock yesterday anyway, but today is better, you came over at 3 o'clock in the morning.

If the King of Hell tells you to wake up at the third watch, he will never wait until the fifth watch, right?

"Manager, after all, they are also valued customers of the Bloody Paper Shop. Isn't this bad?" the old manager said hesitantly.

He's been running funeral homes here for decades.

But I know that some of the ghosts are already in a state of dying. If they don't sleep well and wait for the opportunity to change their bodies, they may die.

And waking up these evil ghosts will cause their crash time to be advanced again.

Hear this.

The smile on Shen Jian's face widened: "That's great...I mean, it's too bad. That's why they need to go to bed early and get up early, and keep exercising, so that they can have a good body and persist until When changing bodies."

Said.

Shen Jian quickly went upstairs.

Knocking on a door.

As expected, a sleepy little girl rubbing her eyes opened the door.

The little girl slowly raised her head, and was about to show a penetrating expression. After seeing the man in front of her clearly, her expression suddenly froze.

Subconsciously, he put his hands behind his back, covering his delicate position.

She was almost scared to tears.

Why is it this weird guy again?

The sight of Shen Jian reminded her of bad memories.

"Hey, little sister, it's good morning."

"Uncle brought you a good thing today." Shen Jian leaned over, his gentle smile made the little girl shiver.

She stepped forward and stepped back a certain distance before looking at Shen Jian warily.

She didn't believe that this man who was so cruel that he spread her ass open could be so kind.

Turns out, she was right.

Because at this moment, Shen Jian groped for the head of a ghost from his body. It was a child much older than her. His face was full of horror, as if he had suffered some terrible treatment during his lifetime.

"Are you surprised? This is a child who doesn't like to go to school. He can't even understand the meaning of the simplest idioms. I hope you don't become this kind of person. By the way, little sister, you should also go to school. Otherwise, uncle Also want to ask you a few questions?"

Shen Jian scratched his head, looking like he was surprised.

Little girl:?!!

Her eyes were wide open.

Sure enough, this uncle is a perverted murderer.

Why are you asking questions? This is just an excuse for him to kill ghosts.

"Little sister, do you know what racking your brains means?"
To be continued...