Chapter 377: 3 kinds of funerals, 9 dragons pulling the coffin

Jiang Yi smiled, "I believe you!"

"But I really don't need the services of your Hall of Rebirth."

Kurumi was rejected again, sighed, and calmed down.

She didn't believe that there was any business in the world that couldn't be done. Everyone will be burned out one day, sooner or later.

Jiang Yi, who dreams of challenging life and death, cannot prevent the accidental death.

Prepare a home in advance, no matter you need it or not, it’s worth it.

But how to convince this customer?

Kurumi frowned.

The fact that the other person could joke that it was not time for cremation yet showed that he was not shy about death.

So why reject this mutually beneficial offer?

Improving your eloquence lies in dealing with difficult customers.

Hu Tao's intuition told her that persuading Jiang Yi would improve her sales ability.

"Has she not given up yet?" Paimeng looked at Hu Tao who was in deep thought and asked Jiang Yi and Ying.

"No need to guess, it must be." Jiang Yi responded as he pulled out the mint on the side of the road.

"In his mind, Jiang Yi should be a Hu-level client. How can he give up on him?" Ying spread her hands helplessly.

"What level is that?" Jiang Yi acted surprised, pretending he had never heard of that division.

"There are four levels: Hu, Walnut, Bamboo, and Wood. They are said to be divided according to the importance of the customers of Wangsheng Hall. From my understanding, the more likely accidents are, the higher the level."

"I am an excellent adventurer and am called a 'Tao'-level customer. In Hu Tao's heart, you are more likely to have accidents than adventurers, so you should naturally be a 'Hu'-level customer." Ying explained.

"Should I say I'm lucky?" Jiang Yi looked at Hu Tao in front of him. The Eye of the Fire Elemental God seemed to be able to burn everything.

The raging fire and the power of the sword seem to be just a glance at the owners of the Fire Element God's Eye.

"You're quite proud!" Paimon put his hands on his hips, "This is not some VIP list for a restaurant."

"Speaking of this, I remembered something." Ying said.

"Hu Tao told us that when he first saw you, you looked pale and frail, like a 99-year-old man."

She suppressed her laughter, her eyes showing worry, "Is this true or false?"

"You always seem to be doing something dangerous!"

"It should be said that danger found me!" Jiang Yi shook his head and said, "That's why I want to be strong. As for the specific process, it's not convenient for me to tell you. Sorry, Ying."

Given Ying's personality, after hearing the news of another Winter Solstice Executor and her friend being hurt, she would definitely take revenge to heart.

Jiang Yi wanted to avenge himself, so he wouldn't bother Ying.

"So mysterious!" Paimon muttered.

For some reason, what happened today reminded her of the ghost near Jiang Yi's courtyard.

"Uh uh uh--!" Paimon shuddered and suppressed the thought.

Black shadow, Jiang Yi, soul...weird.

After walking for a while, Hu Tao, who was in deep thought, suddenly stopped and turned around. Jiang Yi, who was chatting with Ying, stopped in time and did not bump into the tablet.

"I thought of it!"

"What did you think of?" Jiang Yi wondered.

"I thought of asking you directly!" Walnut said in annoyance, "I can't convince you, it must be because I didn't grasp your psychological needs."

“Only those who understand the psychological needs of a customer can be a qualified salesperson.”

"I don't know you well enough, so the business I'm trying to sell you won't touch your heart."

Ying and Paimeng looked at each other and felt that Miss Walnut was enlightened, but also not enlightened.

Isn’t the normal psychological need to be as far away from the hall of rebirth as possible?

"Tell me, what are your psychological needs?" Hu Tao's eyes sparkled.

"Oh~" Jiang Yi glanced at Hu Tao's fair face and looked around.

Psychological needs?

"All right!"

"Since you asked, I will answer you."

He paced back and forth, pointing his finger at the bright sun in the sky.

"I heard that after you took over, the Wangsheng Hall changed its tradition and paid the most attention to customer needs, so it never adhered to a specific funeral ceremony."

Walnut sensed the prelude to a successful business and laughed.

"I didn't expect you to know so much about our Wangsheng Hall. That's right, what we do and how we do it depends on what you want."

"Whether you want a quiet death, a lively funeral, or just a grand ceremony... I can satisfy you."

In the past, traditional funerals in the Hall of Life required that the deceased's funeral be appropriate to his or her status, regardless of his or her social status or wealth. Nowadays, funeral regulations have become much more relaxed.

"Jiang Yi is really planning to order a business for the Wangsheng Hall?" Paimeng looked at the two people talking and nudged Ying.

"Maybe?" Ying felt that Jiang Yi's next words were the key point.

"Then let me assume that if one day, there is a one in a million chance that I fail in challenging the order of life and death, and my soul is scattered and my will is gone, this is the kind of funeral I would like."

It was not a flag-raising move, nor was it a curse on himself, but after seeing the passionate Hu Tao, Jiang Yi decided to give her a chance.

"Funerals... I'll tell you three types first. If you can satisfy any one of them, I'll buy the business of the Hall of the Dead."

He wanted to embarrass Wangsheng Hall as a most discerning customer.

"Tell me! We at Wangsheng Hall will do our best to satisfy you." Hu Tao didn't believe it. Jiang Yi said there were three types of funerals and he couldn't satisfy any of them.

"For the first funeral, I want you to use the bronze you created to make three coffins. Each coffin will create a universe. The big coffin (big universe) will contain the small coffin (small universe)."

"Bury me in the deepest place!"

"Then, they found nine giant dragons a thousand miles long, tied them up with chains, pulled the coffin, buried me in the sun, and cremated me."

"can you do it?"

After hearing Jiang Yi's first request, Hu Tao was stunned for a moment.

Are you going to heaven?

What kind of funeral is this?

Even the Rock King cannot deal with you.

"Hey! I remember that Jiang Yi and a girl named Fischl in Mond seemed to be friends. That Fischl often said that she was the Princess of Judgment and was in charge of something..."

"Jiang Yi doesn't think he is the prince of three universes..."

How can I put it! Paimon didn't seem that surprised.

"Maybe... I've read too many fantasy novels!" Ying touched his chin and made a guess.

"Are you kidding me?" Walnut came back to her senses. "Is this the beginning of some great novel?"

I, Hu Tao, am so powerful that I can open up the universe. Why should I be the head of the Wangsheng Hall? I should just maintain the birth and death of the universe.

"Next request!"

"Let's get practical! Let's do something that this hall master can do..."

Jiang Yi clicked his tongue twice, "Then listen carefully!"

"The second kind of funeral I want!"

He waved his hand and threw out a talisman, and a tall clay doll wearing armor and holding a spear appeared.

Walnut, Ying and Paimon looked at the ten-foot-tall, powerful clay doll, confused.

"The dream of boys in my hometown..." Jiang Yi pointed at the clay figurines and said, "Terracotta Warriors."