Chapter 1012 Embalmer

Gu Jin and Feng Jue looked at each other.

Gu Yang blinked: "What's wrong?"

Gu Jin: "It's possible."

Feng Jue also nodded: "Sister, what you said makes sense."

Finally, Gu Yang and the other three discussed and decided to return to the capital and discuss with Cao Cuo to find Ran and Ghost. As for the Blue Whale Club, they could also start reorganizing it.

The three of them did not find Ran and their ghosts, but Gu Yang did learn some information about them from Gu Jin and Feng Jue.

Ran, whose name is Shen Ran, is an S-level alien warrior. He has a hot temper, is impulsive, and likes to take action.

The ghost's name is Gu Ying, an S-level hypnotist. He has a relatively calm personality, is taciturn and talks less, is colder than Gu Jin, and is good at offensive hypnosis.

As for looks.

Gu Jin said: "Just so so."

Feng Jue said: "That's it."

Gu Yang blinked, "How does it compare to Boss Cao?"

Gu Jin and Feng Jue: "Absolutely."

Gu Yang: "..."

After Boss Cao took care of it, it actually looks pretty good, with beautiful bones and melancholic handsomeness.

Gu Yang's family originally planned to stay in Jincheng for a summer vacation before returning to the capital.

Although Gu Zhaoming, as the head of the family, has many affairs to deal with, he has promoted many close associates in the family since he took over as the head of the family, and many things do not need to be done personally. Important decisions may also be made through video conferencing.

However, in early August, news of Mr. Gu's death came to the Gu family in the capital.

Gu Zhaoming's family is going back to Beijing for the funeral.

Ever since Mr. Gu fell and went to the hospital, his health has been getting worse day by day. What's more, he is getting older, and birth, old age, illness and death are common.

Mr. Gu passed away at the age of eighty-one. Gu Zhaoming, the eldest son, took care of the funeral affairs. A memorial hall was set up in the Balingshan Funeral Parlor in the capital and a memorial service was held.

Gu Yang and Feng Jue also went to get Zhu Xiang.

During this period, Gu Yang went to the bathroom and was accidentally bumped at the door.

It was a staff member of the funeral home, a petite girl. She kept bowing and apologizing to Gu Yang in panic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Gu Yang shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

Gu Shuxue was washing her hands by the sink and said quietly: "Guyang, you are not unlucky. She is an undertaker in a funeral parlor. She touches dead people all day long, how dirty she is."

She just wanted to mess with Gu Yang.

Hearing Gu Shuxue's words, the female undertaker buried her head lower, her voice was a soft and timid lolita tone, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to do it. I was disinfected when I came out, so it's not dirty."

Gu Yang had actually smelled the smell of disinfectant on her body. He was afraid that she would feel guilty, so his tone was a little gentler, "I know, it doesn't matter. Every profession deserves respect."

Gu Shuxue sneered coldly when he passed by her, "That's all, I don't believe you really feel unlucky."

Gu Yang looked at Gu Shuxue, "Your grandfather is also dead now. Do you feel unlucky too?"

Gu Shuxue choked on her words and looked a little ugly.

She wanted to argue, "How can it be the same", but Gu Yang had already entered the bathroom and closed the door.

Gu Shuxue was about to go back to the funeral hall, and found that he was walking on the same road as the female undertaker, and she was very close to her. He followed her without saying a word, and his steps were so light that they seemed to make no sound.

It was night again, the road was windy, the trees were shadowy, and the street lights were dim.

Gu Shuxue couldn't help but feel a little hairy in her heart. She stopped and looked back at the female undertaker in disgust, "The road is so wide, don't follow me. Get away."

However, at this moment, the female undertaker who had been following her slowly raised her head.

A pale and bloodless face was revealed, the eyes were dark and hollow, and the lips were as red as blood, just like a dead person with makeup.

She showed a strange smile to Gu Shuxue, and her voice was faint and cool, "Goodbye."

"Ghost!"

Gu Shuxue suddenly felt terrified, and regardless of whether it was bad luck or not, she panicked and ran towards the lit wake hall over there.