Chapter 890 Funeral Home Crematorium 1
Jingxing is a corpse collector, and her job is unremarkable in the apocalypse.
It's a bit scary in modern times.
In order to match her major, she works in a funeral home.
There are no co-worker worries here, there are 5 other people besides her.
They were responsible for selling the urns, burning the bodies, conducting funeral ceremonies, and driving, while Jingxing was responsible for pressing the bodies down.
However, at night, only she and the security guard stayed here, and everyone else went home.
Mainly to save money.
There are all kinds of toiletries here, and there is also a restaurant that does a pretty good business.
The room is 15 square meters, which is just enough for her.
She quietly collected the bodies from the Republic of China and brought them to the New China.
She saved a lot of money because she would charge some fees when she collected the bodies.
Sometimes it is also necessary to carry a corpse.
Unless the case requires it, it is basically a sure win.
Many of her old friends have died.
While their children were outside mourning, she was inside collecting the things. It would be such a pity if they were all cremated.
She often sold what she received.
Apart from this, she has no other hobbies.
By the way, I love reading passionate books, which can get the blood circulating.
The most common items in her space were Wahaha mineral water and compressed biscuits, followed by delicacies from all over the world. Whenever she came across them, she would buy a bunch of them. Then there were the miscellaneous weapons and stones of various sizes that she had collected, as well as some guns and ammunition. These were all her safety guarantees.
The first time Hei Xia Zi saw Jing Xing was when he was touching the corpse.
He was really starving to death at that time.
He felt a pair of small hands touching even his hair, his pants were pulled off, and he was called a poor bastard.
Black Bear: . . . . .
He wanted to fight with Jingxing, but of course he could only think about it in his mind.
In fact, he held Jingxing's hand tightly.
"Help."
The faint sound made Jingxing tilt her head. It's alive. In fact, she knew it when she was digging at it. It's alive.
But not all living people want to live.
Many people grabbed her and begged her to kill them.
So she killed them happily.
Unexpectedly, the blind man was asking for help, and the dagger slashed across the blind man's neck.
Jingxing dragged Heixiazi to the charity cemetery. You should know that she loves the job of corpse collector deeply and has been used to it in the apocalypse.
She still can't change after coming into this world.
Fortunately, no matter which world it is, people will die.
So Hei Xia Zi woke up in the charity cemetery and was almost scared to death.
This was their first meeting.
Jingxing's room was clean and there was a pile of coffins outside.
When Hei Xia Zi was holding the door to go out, he almost fainted when he saw the coffin in the yard.
I can only say that life is not easy.
The original shame and anger were reduced. This was someone else's job, and it didn't matter who she touched.
If you ask Jingxing how many corpses he has carried out, the only answer is that he can’t count them.
She’s dealt with a lot.
There is no need to worry about unemployment, people will always die.
Moreover, the salary of the corpse carriers is very high, and is paid on the spot according to the number of times they carry the corpse.
She can also put them together and see how much money people give.
After all, it’s a free service, so the poor service attitude is understandable.
Because of his profession, Jingxing didn't have to deal with many people, but there were always some people with mental problems, and Jingxing buried them all.
The basic physical qualities of the apocalyptic superpowers are great strength and great speed.
Even in times of turmoil, no one dared to mess with her.
If you stay with a corpse for a long time, there is a smell that cannot be washed away.
Jingxing felt very at ease. In her space, besides the food area, there was also the doomsday junk area and the modern corpse-feeling box area.
To be honest, people who have experienced the end of the world see everyone the same.
It took her several decades to recover, and she developed a hobby of watching Socialist Brotherhood.
The main reason is that during the end of the world, it was really hard to do it.
Their looks have dropped below the bottom line.
Hei Xia Zi stayed with her for a long time to recover from his injuries. After he finally recovered, he passed away.
Although he has made a promise, I will repay him when I am able to do so in the future.
Jingxing took out the bill and read to the blind man the amount of money he owed.
The black bear ran very fast.
Later, when there were fewer jobs collecting corpses, she wandered around and rummaged through graves, not to sell them for money, but just to collect things, as she had no idea how big the space was.
But she can fit it anyway.
I didn't care.
She made each box herself in the woods.
She would feel uncomfortable unless the space was filled.
This resulted in many tomb robbers going to waste their time and effort.
Later she came to Siguniang Mountain and emptied it. She liked the big iron ball very much and could use it as a weapon.
In addition to the mechanisms, hair monsters, snakes, corpse-eating bugs and other ugly things, she also took away the gorilla, which was very interesting.
Gorilla: . . . .
Go to hell with the gorilla! This thing was eventually released by Jingxing deep into the Changbai Mountains.
If given the chance, gorillas can even become humans.
Jing was walking happily, but the others were feeling awkward.
After all they came here, a lot of people died, but in the end they got nothing.
The silk book is nothing, just empty caves and mechanisms.
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
What can he say? He knows nothing.
At this moment, he just wanted to sneak away.
As for plans, what plans? There is no plan.
It seems that the Nine Gates are not good people either. Even if Zhang Qilin hadn't lost his memory, he would have run away.
Because of the mechanism changed by Jingxing, Zhang Qilin didn't want to save people, but he couldn't because it was too tight.
Then Huo Xiangu was sent away.
Zhang Qishan was having a headache. To be honest, it wouldn't matter if Wu Laogou died, Chenpi died, or even Er Yuehong died.
It’s not possible for Huo Xiangu, because she married a high-ranking official, a politician, and her man will definitely pursue the matter.
Zhang Qilin also found dried tangerine peel when he was running away.
The two looked at each other and left.
These two people are also masters of doing whatever they want.
The main thing is that Chenpi's territory is in Guangxi. Even if all the dealers in Changsha are captured, he will not go back.
Er Yuehong had no choice. Even though he had sent his child away, he still had his own theater.
Although he can't sing anymore, he still wants to protect the theater.
It would be better if I could live rather than die.
Er Yuehong was still open-minded. He had a gun, so at worst he could just shoot himself.
If he dies, he wants to die with his costume.
Old Dog Wu died in Siguniang Mountain out of concern for his hundreds of dogs.
Jie Jiu looked at his wallet with a frown on his face.
Half Li: . . . .
He is a disabled person, what does it have to do with him?
It's wishful thinking to want him to take the blame.
Qi Tiezui: . . . .
It’s wrong, all wrong. It’s very bad. It’s very bad for the Buddha this time.
Zhang Qishan: . . . .
Zhang Rishan was also anxious.