Didn't you see them all?

He Bo repeated this sentence in his heart, and the tangled emotions in his eyes suddenly dispersed.

"yes. ”

He said.

For a moment, it was as if he could see a shadow flash from his eyes.

That's "Yi Fengze", a soul that feeds on love, and he shouldn't be wiped out, because he loves his wife like that.

He has been suppressed to the extreme since his existence, and can barely possess his own sanity.

The only few times the four appeared, it was all because of Meng Qingyao.

Zhiqian even thought that maybe Yi Fengze liked and fell in love with Meng Qingyao, which was influenced by "Yi Fengze".

Who told the soul and spirit of two half-souls to be shared?

"Yi Fengze" Meng Qingyao fell in love at first sight, and perhaps shared this love with Yi Fengze.

After sharing, Yi Fengze naturally has a natural affection for Meng Qingyao, and it is relatively easy to fall in love with each other when they get along slowly.

The two have similar temperaments, Yi Fengze's hard conditions are very good, and Meng Qingyao slowly likes him until he falls in love with him, which is expected.

Maybe some people's love comes so quickly and strongly.

Zhifei quietly suppressed back the suspicions that had arisen in the illusion before, and sighed expressionlessly.

"I'm delusional. ”

Yi Fengze said with a self-deprecating smile.

The melancholy that had been haunting him all this time seemed to dissolve with these words, leaving only a warm and good soul.

Meng Qingyao saw that he wanted to open, so she breathed a sigh of relief and buried a trace of sadness in her heart.

She turned her head to look at Zhiqian and said softly: "Don't worry, my lord, the concubine is measured, and when it is time to leave, she will not stay in the yang world for a moment." ”

"I am relieved to have Ms. Meng's words. ”

Zhifei replied not very heartily, and his eyes flowed: "You two, go and rest first, and I will arrange for you to go to the underworld as soon as possible." ”

As a ghost six hundred years ago, Meng Qingyao had already lost the opportunity to be reincarnated, and there was no way to be led to the underworld by the ghost.

In the canon of the underworld, Meng Qingyao's name has long disappeared.

Therefore, to send this noble lady to the underworld, the procedures are a little complicated, not as easy as the previous guests, and the ticket is finished.

As for the Mr. Yi next to him, as a soul crosser in the underworld and a certified civil servant, he is naturally not under the control of the Zhiqian Inn, so he nodded to him and signaled him to take care of himself.

Seeing off Meng Qingyao and his wife, Zhiqian quickly sent a message to Zhao Yangwan and slipped this lazy ghost in front of him.

"Tell me, what did Yi Fengze find out there?"

Zhifei found a pair of flat glasses and put them on, the glasses were gorgeous, and two jeweled golden chains hung down on both sides of the frame, adding a bit of brightness to a plain Zhixuan.

Sven scum.

Zhao Yangwan had few words in his heart, and could only think of such a word that was not very suitable but unexpectedly appropriate.

"Lao Zhao. ”

A cool low voice exploded in his ears, Zhao Yangwan shuddered, and suddenly reflexively smiled: "Boss, I will report something to you before talking about Mr. Yi." ”

Say. ”

Concise and to the point.

"That's it...... When we went to the judge to check the information, we ran into Jing Lingfeiyi, who said that she had Mr. Yi's exclusive information. ”

Zhao Yangwan sat up straight, and his eyes didn't dare to float.

For fear that something would be wrong with Zhixuan, catch him to "learn".

"What about the conditions?"

Zhiqian knows, non-clothes, that girl doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles, if she can say these words, it must be conditional.

And what conditions......

She had a guess in her mind, but she didn't know if it was correct or not.

"The girl said she wanted what the boss had exchanged from the judge earlier. ”

Really.

Zhifei's fingers tapped back and forth on the tabletop, with a natural expression and no surprise.

"Yes, I should answer this than the transaction, I will talk to her in the future, you first tell me what you found. ”

Zhao Yangwan: "Okay, then I said it." ”

"This Mr. Yi Fengze Yi, we found in the judge's study that the two were born and died at the same time, after investigation, although the two Mr. Yi were born and died in the same year, but the way of death was different, and the life experiences were also different. ”

"One is a smooth sail after birth, and there is an intermittent blank space until the age of twenty, and the other is even more strange, after birth until the age of twenty is blank, and the content does not appear intermittently until the age of twenty. ”

Later, at the age of twenty-four, the fate of the two people coincided, and they became as if they were one person. ”

Then there was a division in the year of their deaths, when they both died at the age of forty, drowning and death by illness. ”

"There are a lot of miscellaneous stories about Mr. Yi's life in the materials, and there are three things that are more important. ”

"The first thing, Mr. Yi embezzled the ancestral tomb to bury his wife, eh, boss, tell me, is this a bit immoral?

"Second ......"

"Wait. ”

Zhifei interrupted him suddenly.

"Appropriation of ancestral tombs?"

She said word by word, her tone was weird, and she obviously looked calm and waveless, but Zhao Yangwan's intuition was very dangerous, and the alarm bell in her head was loud.

"Yes, that's right...... No, that's right. ”

Zhao Yangwan didn't hold steady and stammered.

Alas, how can Zhao Dashuai, who galloped on the battlefield, have face!

Zhixuan: "Misappropriated ...... Which patriarch's mausoleum?"

For some reason, the executive subconsciously felt that his conjecture was correct.

Zhao Yangwan really didn't pay attention to this, thought about it carefully, and said uncertainly: "...... What kind of ginger did the ancestors?"

In the end, it's not unforgettable, and it's good to remember a ginger.

Lao Zhao thought to himself.

"Ginger?"

Zhiqian said slowly.

"Which ginger?"

"It's ginger, that's ginger, I remember. ”

Zhao Yangwan nodded affirmatively.

Ginger of ginger......

Zhiqian silently thought, and a smile suddenly bloomed on a beautiful face of the prosperous world that had never had too many expressions.

The typical skin smile is not smiling, and it is strange to seep people.

Lao Zhao muttered in his heart, and was so frightened by the abrupt smile of Zhiqian that he didn't dare to squeak.

Ginger of ginger.

If Zhiwan is not mistaken, the name of each generation of the Yi clan will not be repeated, that is, if the last word of the "ancestor" name is not Jiang, then the second word is Jiang.

Yi Jiangshu's generation, she is respected.

Only she can be buried by a tree and enjoy honors.

Zhiqian only knew that Yi Fengze had found a spirit banyan tree for Meng Qingyao to bury, but he didn't think that even six hundred years ago when the magic was strong, the spirit banyan tree was not so easy to find.

I never thought that this man with a love brain would be so rebellious and dig the tomb of his ancestors to bury his wife.

It's just unreasonable.

No matter how immoral he is in digging up other people's graves to bury his wife, it is Zhixuan's best friend who is dug up, and Zhixuan wants Yi Fengze to die again.

And such thoughts are not well suppressed.

"Yi Fengze! ”