[Group portraits of the underworld·Fantasy healing]
Chen Nianqiu, the night watchman at the funeral home, was in panic. The new undertaker, Gu Changan, can chat with the dead. Uncle Ma was lying in the morgue talking about cross talk in Tianjin dialect. She sat next to him and held her chin, listening with gusto.
At the same time, there was a milk tea stall at Naihe Bridge. The stall owner's name is Meng Xiaowan, and the pearls are Yin Qi beads fished from the bottom of the Wangchuan River. When you bite them open, you can recall the happiest three seconds of your life. Later, a kebab stall opened on the bridge, and someone on the rooftop of the human world tuned up a radio that could receive channels from the underworld.
The daily routine is very warm, but the ledger is not quite right. It doesn't matter, you have to get on with your life even if you're injured.
