In the courtyard, although Song Ye had only left for half a meeting, most of the captors had already shown impatience. Seeing this, Song Ye, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and slowly stepped forward to give his hand to the crowd with an apologetic face, and said: "Mr. Chen's behavior like this really shouldn't be, but it has happened, and people have gone, brothers, please open the net, don't worry so much!"

"Everyone is dead, what else can the brothers do?" said the leading captor coldly.

"Then, Mr. Chen's house ......," Song Ye said with some hesitation.

"Houses, of course the fuck are you taking it?" the leading catcher snorted heavily under his nostrils, "The county magistrate has already ordered that no matter what happens, all the houses on this street must be collected." Even if the emperor Lao Tzu comes to block it, it will be accepted correctly. Damn, Old Man Chen still came to kill this trick? Is he wronged, if he wants to die in this haunting, he can block the house and not let him take it?"

"The headhunter is serious. Song Ye hurriedly smiled, "With Mr. Chen's ability, how can he become a ghost." ”

"Then what does Song Ye want to say?"

"People are dead, what can they do? Song Ye sighed lightly and said, "Song also wants to ask for a headcatcher, look at Mr. Chen's house, can you delay it for a few days before collecting it?" How much let Mr. Chen stop in his own home, smooth the old man's heart, let him die blindly, and go to reincarnation as soon as possible, and then the land will be cleaner." ”

"Stop the spirit, what, is it possible that Song Ye has softened his heart and still wants us to do a funeral for Old Man Chen?"

"Where, such an unfortunate thing as a funeral, how can you work to catch the head to do it. ”

"Hmph, then who will do it?" said the leading catcher, glancing into the house with a pair of eyes, and saw that the two children had come out with a basin of water, and found a towel, which was wordlessly scrubbing the body of the dead Chen Qiqing.

"Brother Liu said that he wanted to keep a wake for Mr. Chen, and he would be buried again in three days. Song Ye said, "I just wonder if this house can be relieved of Mr. Chen's first seven, and how about the brothers come to take it away after the first seven?"

"Wait for seven days before you receive it?" Song Ye didn't know that the deadline given by the county master was until today. If you can't hand over the house after today, you also know the temper of the county master. The leading catcher snorted coldly.

"Please keep your head catcher at bay. Song Ye respectfully hugged his fists to the leading trapper.

"Master Song, you don't come here. "But the leading captor doesn't take it.

"There is hard work, and after a while, Song invited the brothers to the Spring Festival Building to get together, and he should apologize to the brothers. Song Ye hugged his fists and smiled.

When he heard this, before the leading captor could answer, his brothers rejoiced and laughed and shouted:

"Master Song, are you telling the truth?"

"Haha, Song Ye is really polite, I want to invite the brothers to go to Yingchun Building to have fun!"

"Haha, Song Ye knows that our brothers have been suffocated all winter, and he wants to have a good time for us. ”

"Oh, I don't know what happened to Miss Xi'er in Yingchun Mansion now, she really fucking wants to die uncle?"

……

And so on and so forth!

"Grandma's, it's okay, it's okay, it's not done, but I think about the girls of Yingchun Building, you are endless!" the leading catcher roared to suppress the laughter of his subordinates. After all his subordinates obediently shut up, the leading catcher squinted at Song Ye and asked coldly, "Does Song Ye want to make this guarantee?"

"Naturally, the head catcher still can't believe Song. ”

The leader nodded quickly: "Okay, since Song Ye has said so, my brother will look at your face and let it go." After seven days, the brothers came to collect the house. ”

"Thank you for catching your head!" Song Ye bowed.

The leading trapper looked at Song Ye for a moment, suddenly laughed loudly, and waved his hand while laughing and led his subordinates to turn around and leave. As soon as he took two steps, before he was discharged from the hospital, he suddenly paused, glanced back at Song Ye, and said with a smile: "I said Song Ye, are you too careful about that baby surnamed Liu." There are so many talents in this world, can you afford to put so much thought into this little ghost? haha, I don't feel too wronged by the prestige you have accumulated over the years in Peizhou?haha!"

After the leading captor finished speaking, he burst into laughter again, and shook his head off arrogantly.

Song Ye just stood silently in place, watching the group of servants leave with cold eyes.

By the evening, the residents on this street in the east of the city, except for Mr. Chen's family, the rest of the households that were still inhabited had been forcibly emptied.

The small street in Dongcheng, which was originally very quiet, was as cold and silent as the Hades Underworld at the moment.

Early the next morning, as soon as the two children woke up, Song Ye sent someone to bring a coffin.

It's just a simple coffin made of ordinary rough wood, although it is simple, but the workmanship is very exquisite and plain.

After all, in this era of too many dead people, the best business should be the coffin industry, and the coffin carpenters have easily developed a good skill.

Carefully cleaned Mr. Chen's body, changed into clean clothes, and the two children followed the funeral rites, kept a three-day vigil, and then went out of the funeral, put them into the ground, and burned paper......

On the first seven days, after doing the final rituals, he was sent out of the city for burial.

When it was all done, it was getting late, and in half an hour the gates would be closed.

In front of Chen Qiqing's grave, the other mourners had all gone, but Liu Shuangli was still kneeling silently, and Qin Siyang was by the side, silently burning the last paper money.

"Mr. Chen, let's settle down!" a deep male voice came from behind the two children.

Liu Shuangli turned his head and saw that it was Song Ye who was speaking. In the past few days, this Song Ye has always suddenly appeared from behind the two children, and the two of them have long been accustomed to it. Therefore, Liu Shuangli glanced at it, did not reply, silently turned his head, and then knelt facing the old man's grave.

"Is Brother Liu sad?" Song Ye suddenly asked again.

"Song Ye is very calm. Liu Shuangli replied coldly.

"I'm used to it. Song Ye said calmly.

"Habit?"

"Yes!" Song Ye responded lightly, looking up at this loess mountain that is neither big nor small, only to see that the mountain full of graves has already crowded this small mountain.

Liu Shuangli also looked up at the grave of a mountain, and his heart was gloomy!

Qin Siyang burned the last paper money, and the choking smoke finally dissipated, he gathered the burned ash, stood up, walked to Liu Shuangli, and pulled her up.

Song Ye glanced at the two children and asked, "What are you going to do when Brother Liu goes down?"

"After Mr. Chen's first seven, let's go. Liu Shuangli replied simply.

"Where are you going?"

"Get out of here. ”

"Is Brother Liu going to take his sister home?"

Liu Shuangli smiled, pulled back the hand that Qin Siyang was holding, and the hand was flipped over, and it was replaced by her supporting Qin Siyang.

"We don't have a home to go back to now. Liu Shuangli replied.

"Yes, even if you have no home to go back to, why don't you stay?" Song Ye said sincerely, "Although Mr. Chen is gone, I can still provide a place for the Liu brothers and sisters." ”

"Master Song took care of us too much. ”

Song Ye looked at Liu Shuangli carefully: "Brother Liu's mind is really different from ordinary children. ”

"Song Ye thinks too highly of me. Liu Shuangli still smiled.

Nodding, Song Ye said again: "Brother Liu is a person who practices martial arts, he is still young, and his martial arts cultivation is still shallow, but I can still see that Brother Liu's foundation is very solid, and it is by no means comparable to those reckless rangers on the ordinary road." ”

"Thank you Song Ye for your affirmation. Liu Shuangli raised his eyebrows lightly and said.

"But Brother Liu is really young and has little experience. Song Ye paused, and then said, "Although the foundation is solid, someone must also guide it in order to improve better?"

"Song Ye is trying to say ......" Liu Shuangli looked directly at Song Ye with her eyes, she understood what the other party meant, this Song Ye, although he didn't know how to write and ink, looked like a rough person, but he could become a guerrilla general from Wupin in the army without any background qualifications. Although this is a loose general, in the front army, he is a full-time military attache who really holds real power.

This also shows that this Song Ye's own ability and ability will never be weak.

Seeing that Liu Shuangli had understood what he meant, Song Ye smiled: "As long as Brother Liu is willing, Song can guarantee that he will do his best to give Brother Liu the best martial arts guidance." ”

In an instant, Liu Shuangli's delicate face twitched, but it was only for a moment, and then she looked at Tai Siyang again, stunned, and then looked down the mountain in the distance.