Sanqing entered the inner hall and came to the door of Second Uncle Zhang's room, and saw Zhang Ze sitting on the threshold smoking a cigarette with a depressed face, and a pile of cigarette butts lying on the ground under his feet. Looking at the current Zhang Ze, Sanqing can be regarded as knowing what is called the expression of a dead man at home.

"Festival mourning!" Sanqing walked to Zhang Ze's side, patted Zhang Ze's shoulder gently, and said this.

Zhang Ze just raised his head, glanced at Sanqing, and then continued to lower his head and smoke. He himself didn't even know why he was so sad about the death of a second uncle who was spurned by him not long ago. Is it really because he understands what he has done for the Zhang family? I'm afraid not really! It's probably more about the so-called family bond!

Seeing Zhang Ze like this, Sanqing didn't know what to say at this time, so he stopped talking, walked directly into the room, walked to the side of the bed and quietly looked at Second Uncle Zhang who was lying on the bed. His expression was a little hideous, probably because he was in pain when he died. But for some reason, looking at Second Uncle Zhang like this, Sanqing felt that he was peaceful when he left.

"When the second uncle was leaving, he pulled the corner of my clothes, as if he had something to say, but before he could say it, he left!" Zhang Ze finished smoking, also went back to the room, came to Sanqing's side, looked at the second uncle, and said softly to Sanqing, both on his face and in his tone.

"He does have something to say to you!" Sanqing turned his head to look at Zhang Ze and said in a deep voice.

"You, how do you know?" asked Zhang Ze curiously.

"Because after he left, he came to see me, saying that he didn't have time to say something to you, and he didn't dare to show up in front of you again, for fear of scaring you!" Sanqing thought for a while and replied truthfully.

"Then, where is he now, I want to meet him!" When Zhang Ze heard this, instead of being afraid, he didn't rush to ask what the second uncle said to Sanqing, but proposed that he wanted to see the second uncle.

"He's gone, you won't see him anymore!" Sanqing shook his head and said.

"Okay, I know it's called yin and yang!" Zhang Ze said with a wry smile.

"Your third uncle has explained two things, let me convey them to you!" said Sanqing straight to the point.

"Which two things!" Zhang Ze hurriedly asked.

"The first thing is that he said that he wants to be buried in the ancestral grave of your old Zhang family, so that the fallen leaves can be regarded as returning to their roots!

"Ancestral grave? However, our family has not been buried in the ancestral grave for several generations, and I don't even know where the ancestral grave is! And the ancestral hall has been occupied, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult!" When Zhang Ze heard this, he immediately said loudly, expressing his helplessness.

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to help you find out the location of your family's ancestral grave! I'll also find a way to persuade those bullies to let you put your second uncle's ranking in. Sanqing replied.

"Then, thank you! What about one more thing?" Zhang Ze thanked Sanqing first, and then asked.

"There is one more thing, your second uncle wants you to find a daughter-in-law as soon as possible, have a child, preferably a boy, and renew the incense for your old Zhang family, he doesn't want your Zhang family to come to you and sell the incense!" Sanqing thought for a while and said with a smile.

"Oh, haha! This matter, he thinks I'm not in a hurry! I'm in my thirties!" Hearing Sanqing's words, Zhang Ze's face turned red, and then he said embarrassedly: "Looking for a daughter-in-law, one must follow fate, and the other must be strength." As I am now, with nothing and a lot of debts, where are the old ladies willing to suffer with me!"

"The world is unpredictable, and it's up to people to do it!" Sanqing responded with a smile.

"Okay, just when I promise him, I will definitely do it as soon as possible!" Zhang Ze looked at the corpse of the second uncle on the bed and said solemnly, the corpse on the bed seemed to have really heard this sentence, not only immediately closed his eyes, but also turned the hideous expression on his face into a kind smile. Seeing this scene, Zhang Ze was extremely shocked, but he was not a little afraid.

"Okay, you wait here, I'll ask Mu Yihe to come in and recite a death spell for your second uncle, and then ask Youwei to help you dispose of the body for a while, and then you go to a coffin shop and prepare the coffin first. If you need money, find Danhong!" Sanqing pondered for a while, and after saying this to Zhang Ze, he turned around and left the room and walked towards the front yard.

As soon as he walked to the door of the front hall, he saw Fan Youwei running over in a hurry.

"Three, Sanqing, you come quickly!" After seeing Sanqing, Fan Youwei stopped and said breathlessly.

"What's the matter!" Sanqing saw that Fan Youwei was in a hurry, so he stopped and asked.

"You come with me first!" Fan Youwei didn't have time to explain, so he directly grabbed Sanqing and dragged him through the hall door and ran into the courtyard.

As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, Sanqing heard someone banging heavily on the gate. It turned out that it was the door that was suddenly knocked, and Lin Danhong and Fan Youwei were worried that they would find the door left and right and did not dare to open the door, so they brought Sanqing over.

"Who?" Sanqing asked unhurriedly as he walked to the door.

"It's me, master!" After hearing Sanqing's voice, the person knocking on the door immediately responded.

Hearing this voice and this title, Sanqing immediately knew that it was a thin man.

"Why are you here so early?" Sanqing opened the door, and sure enough, he saw the thin man standing outside the door, so he asked curiously.

"Yes, someone wants to see you!" replied the thin man, wry.

"What kind of person?" Sanqing asked in a deep voice, after hearing the thin man's words, Sanqing's first reaction in his mind was to hold the thin man hostage left and right, and let him come to the door with him.

"Sanqing, it's me!" Before the thin man could answer, someone took the lead in answering, and then he saw two people coming out of the dead corner behind the door, and the current person was tall and burly, and it was he who spoke.

"Great, Uncle Bing!" After seeing these two people, Sanqing breathed a sigh of relief, these two people were Bing and Wei Haoran. Although I had heard Fan Youwei talk about seeing the two of them before, they were still a little surprised when they suddenly appeared in front of him at this moment.

"Don't come unharmed!" After seeing Sanqing, the soldier also showed a sincere smile on his face, and then whispered this.

"Let's go into the house!" Sanqing came back to his senses and opened the door as he spoke. After the soldiers and Wei Haoran walked in, Sanqing quickly closed the door again.

"These two are the two people you saw?" After seeing the soldiers and Wei Haoran who walked into the courtyard, Lin Danhong turned his head and asked Fan Youwei.

"Hmm!" Fan Youwei nodded repeatedly.

"It's really tall enough!" Looking at the incomparably tall soldier, Lin Danhong couldn't help but sigh, and when she looked at Wei Haoran again, she vaguely saw the shadow of Soul Haoxuan from him.

(End of chapter)