"Ah, that old lady is a ghost." third uncle exclaimed. Even though he had such a guess in his mind, he was still a little flustered after being confirmed.

"three uncles, you have been doing this coffin business for some years. You should often deal with ghosts. How can you still react so much?" I asked strangely.

"ah, I used to deal with ghosts for others. Now it's my son's business. Do you think I can relax?" chuckled uncle.

"doesn't it mean that my coffin shop is very murderous, and ghosts dare not come in?" Three uncles don't understand of ask a way.

"in theory, ordinary ghosts dare not enter...