Wen Yan received a side task from Big Sister Ye, oops, I mean he was asked to help with something, and of course, he agreed readily.

Since he entered the funeral home, Big Sister Ye had been looking after him, often sending him homemade little gifts when she had the time.

Previously, he might not have thought much about those little gifts, but now that Big Sister Ye mentioned them specifically, it was clear they must serve some other purpose.

Most likely, they have some special effect.

If he had any questions, he would ask. It's better to clarify things when helping others.

"Does this stuff have any use? Is it necessary?"

"It's not really necessary. It's about the climate back home, where there are a lot of snakes and insects. The main ingredient of this hand cream is a big snake demon, along with some unique things from our hometown.

Applying it will make you a bit safer, and when you meet people afterward, there'll be less chance of any misunderstanding.

Since you're not an employee of the Scorching Sun Department, it's quite suitable for you. Once you get there, just say you're a disciple of Fuyu Mountain.

The things you need to bring are at the workplace. I'll have someone send them to you later.

It's actually just some clansmen who fell and died away from home this year.

I was originally supposed to return them all before this year's clan celebration.

Now I can't go, so I can only ask you to help.

Remember, don't mention having any connections with the Scorching Sun Department.

Also, you can't take them on the Nether Path."

"Okay, Big Sister Ye, don't worry."

Handling this small task was naturally something Wen Yan could help with easily; if it meant not taking the Nether Path, so be it. At most, it would waste one or two days.

After chatting with Big Sister Ye, Wen Yan didn't rush to leave. There were still a few days until the end of the month, so he decided to rest for a couple of days and take care of some things at hand first.

Though most of the follow-up processes for things were directly handed over to the Scorching Sun Department, Wen Yan wasn't particularly at ease, needing to understand things just a little.

Because he had recorded many connected items related to the Server Domain, which had been handed over to the General Director, the Scorching Sun Department had been quite busy these days.

The ones caught doing live-streaming earlier hadn't been sentenced yet; they needed to be reviewed, and their sentences would probably increase a bit.

The person who had bought a large amount of facial data hadn't been identified yet, and not being captured made Wen Yan uneasy.

After leaving the hospital, Wen Yan didn't plan to go to the office but called the director instead, to avoid any issues being blamed on him.

"Director, I need to run to Xiao Xiang County for Big Sister Ye, so for our clients temporarily staying at the funeral home, if there are any that need to be taken, find someone to send them to me when I leave in a couple of days. I won't be going to the office."

"Got it. Master Ye just told me, you don't need to come, just rest well."

"Director, which family does Big Sister Ye belong to anyway? Listening to her, it sounds like her home doesn't get along with the Scorching Sun Department. Is this something we can discuss?"

"Since she's asking you to step in for her, there's nothing that can't be said.

Her home is in the western part of Xiao Xiang County, and they have an ancestral tradition of being Corpse Catchers.

Otherwise, why do you think her skills are so good?

The clients she processed basically don't cause any trouble.

This level is achieved through rich hands-on experience absorbed from a young age.

Did you really think that fumbling through school for two years and interning for two more would reach this level?

There aren't that many challenging clients to practice on."

"Ah, I see. Big Sister Ye is relatively young, and her skills are unusually high."

Wen Yan had a sudden realization; no wonder he had noticed before that when Big Sister Ye processed remains, she would relax the clients' muscles and set their breath, appearing more confident than when putting on makeup.

It was truly a family skill.

She could let the breath circulate within the client's chest and guide them as half-rigid followers; naturally, she would also know how to disperse the breath in their throats to greatly reduce the chance of them turning into zombies.

This level is indeed fitting for a job in the Remains Processing Department.

"Director, earlier I noticed Big Sister Ye seemed a bit reluctant to discuss further, only reminding me not to mention the Scorching Sun Department, and there's..."

"It's no secret really, just about decades ago, that place was surrounded, and many people died.

You might have heard about it; from a century ago to sixty or seventy years ago, many Corpse Catchers secretly trafficked opium.

Many were fake, but indeed there were genuine Corpse Catchers who did this.

Later, fifty or sixty years ago, some real Corpse Catchers did the same.

They were surrounded for three months by the Scorching Sun Department, which was just established then.

Back then, Master Ye's home was extremely closed off.

Their views, beliefs, ideas, and approach to handling matters were entirely different, even language barriers made communication difficult.

Naturally, they couldn't reach an agreement, and it turned unpleasant.

It's said that several people died."

"Such things happened?"

"Their mindset was still stuck in the chaotic era of decades ago, and when their people escaped back,

the Scorching Sun Department showed up demanding the fugitives. Of course, they wouldn't hand them over.

They had no way of understanding, thinking it was another gang of bandit warlords.

Later they understood, but the attitude wasn't going to improve.

I heard from Master Ye that as early as eighty or ninety years ago, they sealed their village.

Because of the growing number of fake Corpse Catchers outside tarnishing their reputation,

they directly sealed the village, hidden deep in the mountains and forests, isolated from the world.