On the day he was kicked out after being reborn, Shen Mu had just sat up from the morgue in the funeral home when his sworn brother and his fiancée came to rob the family property.
In his previous life, he signed a confession and lived in exile for three years. In the end, he was pushed off a viaduct and died without any body parts.
In this life, he took the transfer agreement and put it in his pocket, then turned around and took on the hottest job in the city: collecting the corpse of his enemy's father.
The world only knows that the three needles given by Zhou Ji to the undertaker can calm the soul of the dead and calm the ghost house.
No one knew that when the three needles fell, the memory of the deceased's last three minutes would replay before his eyes.
The image of Zhao Sihai being suffocated to death by his own son flashed into his eyes. The hidden story of his parents' car accident twenty years ago, the secret of the Yin Yang Jade, and the old accounts of the Shen family's destruction were revealed one by one through the dead man's mouth.
Two hundred yuan of labor was exchanged for tens of millions of Song Dynasty porcelain, three million of needle renewal fees forced the enemy to take action, a plot was set up in the cemetery to destroy the evil cultivator's lair, and the souls of father and mother were rescued underground in the ancestral hall.
Some people called him an unlucky corpse collector. Shen Mu turned the silver needle on his fingertips and smiled.
Corpse collector?
He is here to collect debts.
What he owed to him and the Shen family in his previous life, in this life, he wanted to take back all the debts from the living and the dead with interest!
