The black coffin is clustered with white and yellow garlands in the center of the hall, and on the platform in front stands a picture of the deceased, next to the photo stands two one-third burned white wax, a plate of tribute, and further ahead is a small tripod for incineration, the money paper is burning non-stop, and the room is full of the smell of burning paper.

Only the people in the room who had specially invited the weeping spirit were crying vigorously, and everyone else was silent, and the few words that occasionally flashed were deliberately suppressed by the voice.

"Did you hear about it? This old man just died, and the Ye family began to divide the family property, and they didn't find the suicide note, and they were better at playing tricks than one another. ”

"Isn't this well-known, there are a lot of illegitimate children in the Ye family!"

"What I want to say is that there are rumors that Old Man Ye has appeared, and they haven't been stable for three days of guarding the spirit, haven't I seen them all with dark circles under their eyes, looking at them one by one, the original smug smile is also very stiff now?"

"This ......"

The Ye family is one of the three major families in the capital, although there are groups of descendants, but there is no one who can be talked about, the old man Ye is gone, the Ye family is about to cross, and these people are still only concerned about dividing the family property, and many people in the capital are waiting to see the jokes of this group of people!

Zhao Chongshan took everyone's whispered discussions into his ears, there was no trace of expression fluctuation on his face, his eyes were empty, and there was no emotion.

He helped his old man to bow respectfully to Old Man Ye's tablet, and then walked to the side and waited for his old man to worship.

Zhao Chongshan has no special feelings about life and death, he is born without love, and he can't cry or laugh. Mother Zhao often looked at him and sighed, saying that she was sorry for him and made him look like this. Every time he watched her shed tears, he would wipe her away according to the script, but he didn't feel anything like this kind of thing in his heart, he didn't feel anything.

"Old man Ye, I've come to see you. Old Man Zhao looked at the black and white photos of Old Man Ye and sighed, although the two had been fighting all their lives, but this person left suddenly, and he was not comfortable.

Just like now, what Old Man Zhao did, Zhao Chongshan couldn't understand it from the point of view.

However, this is the law and the tradition, and he will do it.

"Old Man Zhao, my father will know that you will come to see him, and the spirit of heaven will definitely be happy. Old Man Ye's third son saw that the current head of the Zhao family would actually come to visit his father, and immediately flattered him.

Old Man Zhao looked over, his vicissitudes of life were sharp, and he obviously didn't mean to pay attention to one of Old Man Ye's unsuccessful sons.

"Happy fart!"

And beside the two of them, the old man Ye who was wearing a shroud was blowing his beard and glaring, thinking that his innocence in his life had been ruined by his children and grandchildren, he couldn't help but jump to his feet, even if he died, he didn't change his temper.

"Fuck off, who wants you to come to worship, what a shameless old man Zhao!"

Seeing that Ye San actually wanted to hold Old Man Zhao's stinky shoes, Old Man Ye's face became even more stinky, "You are not filial, Lao Tzu didn't strangle you to death when you were born, what a mistake!"

As he spoke, Old Man Ye took off his shoes and wanted to smoke Ye San with the soles of his shoes.

But the soles and arms passed through Ye San's body at the same time, only making Ye San shake his body, as if he felt a cold wind entering his body.

Old Man Ye did not give up, he sat together repeatedly, in the three days of the mourning hall, he saw a son smoke one, saw a grandson play one, and occasionally suddenly the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info effect, so that the group of unsuccessful people feel, but most of the time it is useless.

No, the rumors of haunting spread.

Old Man Zhao looked at Ye San very facelessly: "Hmph! If Old Man Ye is here, I'm afraid that he will pick up a stick and drive people away, but he won't be happy!"

"Huh. Ye San patted his ass on the hooves and laughed dryly.

Tao Chuhan, who followed the Ye family's grandson in, watched a black leather shoe fly over and didn't dodge, watching it pass through his body.

Tao Chuhan was dressed in black and walked in with a flashlight, which was very eye-catching.

"Turn on the lights, turn all the lights on. "This pitch black makes him so tired with a flashlight!

On the side of the mourning hall is the floor-to-ceiling windows, the curtains are all open, and the light is just right, but Tao Chuhan asked people to turn on the lights as soon as he came, which made Ye Jinhua very incomprehensible, but when he thought of the unrest of the mourning hall in the past few days, he still arranged for someone to do it.

The people who came to worship were very surprised to see that the Ye family actually turned on the lights in broad daylight, but above the mourning hall, even if they had some doubts, it was not easy to say clearly, but they just decided in their hearts that the Ye family's brain was not very normal.

As soon as all the lights were turned on, Tao Chuhan nodded with satisfaction.

Tao Chuhan, who was reborn as a sixteen-year-old, was hit by a car and became half-blind.

After that, all living people were black silhouettes in clothes in his eyes, which made him successfully suffer from special face blindness, and he could only distinguish people by sound. And ghosts have become the main body of the world in his eyes, they can be seen everywhere, they are brightly dressed, there are ghosts left over from all eras, and the population is no less than human.

It's not like he hasn't encountered things like bumping into a yellow-robed man on the road, pointing at him and shouting, "Be bold and make a fool of the people, you don't kneel when you see me!"

His world is dominated by ghosts, and the day of man is his night.

At the moment, the day in everyone's eyes is night in his eyes, asking people to turn on the lights, for Tao Chuhan it is a matter of course here, others think he is a quirk, but he doesn't care.

Ye Yuxuan looked at Ye Jinhua and found such a person, and sneered on the spot: "Ye Jinhua, if you are looking for a magic stick to cheat money, you have to find someone who looks like it, this young man is a liar at a glance, do you want to see an ophthalmology!"

Ye Jinhua was immediately angry when he heard Ye Yuxuan's words, but he didn't get angry first, but stabilized Tao Chuhan beside him: "Master Tao, don't take it to heart, my sister is not sensible, I know that you have real talent and learning!"

"Alright. Tao Chuhan was not interested in listening to Ye Jinhua's sycophancy, but just waved his hand casually.

And the old man Ye, who was originally standing next to Ye Laosan, saw that the eldest grandson actually came to deceive people by looking for a magic stick in order to share an extra piece of family property, his eyes suddenly burst out of two flames, and he quickly floated over, picked up the shoes he had just thrown away, and jerked at Ye Jinhua.

Although Ye Jinhua felt that the wind on his body was gusting for a while, everyone's eyes were on him at this time, and he couldn't say anything, he just looked at Tao Chuhan with a look for help, just like looking at a bodhisattva in the temple.

"You little fart child, you don't learn well at a young age, what kind of magic stick you pretend to deceive, old man, I want to teach you a good lesson for your parents!"

But before his hand could be waved, Tao Chuhan took a step back and distanced himself.

Seeing the old man Ye wearing a traditional horse coat with yellow patterns on a black background floating around at his funeral like an old child, and talking rudely, Tao Chuhan couldn't help but be embarrassed, old children are not easy to coax, especially those with a good status in front of him!

"Old man Ye, save it, aren't you tired?"

As soon as Tao Chuhan spoke, fear appeared in Ye Jinhua's eyes, and he became more and more sure that what happened in the mourning hall before was caused by Old Man Ye.

Among the people on the field, a small number of people were a little more scared on their faces, and most of them looked like they were watching a good show.

"Phew! Lao Tzu has been fighting horses all his life, isn't it just how can a yellow-haired child be tired!" Thinking that he actually replied to this little liar, Old Man Ye suddenly became even more unhappy, "This little liar actually pretends to be quite similar, old man, I was actually caught in for a while!"

"Tao, Master Tao, is grandpa really here......" Ye Jinhua's voice trembled slightly, and he tried to calm himself, "Master Tao, you must send grandpa to reincarnate, it's not good to stay in the world!"

"Phew, don't think that the old man doesn't know what you have in mind!" Old man Ye became even more angry when he heard this.

Tao Chuhan looked at Old Man Ye, who was dead and restless, and knew that this matter was not so easy to handle, so he helped his forehead.

"Old Man Ye, how about a cup of tea to calm down!" Tao Chuhan looked at Old Man Ye who was standing not far away.

"Master Tao, grandpa, he doesn't like to drink tea, he likes to burn knives. ”

"It's okay to burn a knife. Tao Chuhan, who relied on ghosts to eat, always carried all kinds of flattering props with him, and after speaking, he took out a piece of yellow paper with a jar of wine from his pocket and threw it into the air.

In an instant, the yellow paper was ignited by the fire and turned into ashes.

"Yo ho, the little liar is good at chemistry, no wonder he can fool my unsuccessful grandson. The stinky boy is not good at further studies to serve the country, what kind of magic stick is he pretending to deceive people everywhere!" Old Man Ye looked at Tao Chuhan's exposed hand, and suddenly glared at him with a look of hatred.

It wasn't until an old wine jar sealed with a red cloth appeared in front of him that he was a little more cautious in his eyes.

Soon, Tao Chuhan burned another celadon wine bowl.

Only then did he open the wine jar, pour a glass for Old Man Ye, and make a gesture of please.

"It's really pretending to be pouring wine, this kind of trick, anyone can do it!" Ye Yuxuan, who had forgotten the phenomenon of spontaneous combustion on yellow paper not long ago, stood aside and was very mocking.

Tao Chuhan didn't turn his head when he heard her words, and looked at Old Man Ye's actions very seriously.

"Old man Ye, try it, my burning knife is not something that ordinary ghosts can drink!" Tao Chuhan is also a person who watches ghosts put on the plate, and good wine naturally gives ghosts with good status, which is a way to deal with things by "prescribing the right medicine".

Old Man Ye looked at the cyan wine bowl floating in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and the wrinkles on his face squeezed into the corners of his eyes.

He seemed to smell the wine.

Old man Ye has lived for decades and is such a hobby, and when he was alive, he was very restrained for the sake of his body, but now, he couldn't bear it, picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank it, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really fucking good wine, it's better than the old man and I drank in front of me!"

Tao Chuhan, who found the way, looked at the old man Ye who was drinking, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.