I Went to Arrange a Funeral, but the Deceased Was Me?

[Urban Supernatural Tales]

There’s a shop in Huaiyin Town called Green Lantern Pavilion.

At twenty-two, Jiang Fengyuan took over the family business: arranging funerals for people.

His grandfather left him a few rules:

First: If a client comes knocking after midnight, don’t look at their face. Just ask their name.

Second: The final entry in the funeral ledger must be paid by the person in charge.

He had arranged funerals for the dead, and even held banquets for things that weren’t human.

Until he saw the words written in the last entry of his own ledger.

It turned out that every funeral he had arranged was paving the way for his own.

It turned out that the gentleman had been standing outside the door all along, waiting for someone to finish arranging his funeral.

He could arrange other people’s funerals.

But could he arrange his own?