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Bai Ze's uncle, his body, was put into the green wood coffin that was sent again.

Doctor Xue rented a site near Bai Ze's community and set up a mourning hall for his uncle.

According to local customs, this mourning hall should be set up for seven days and seven nights to pray for the blessing of the deceased and let the deceased pass away.

Red candles, white paper flower stands, flower stands on both sides of the flower stands, lined up in rows.

Grandpa was not in good health, so he had to sit on his knees in linen and filial piety, like an old monk, like a sculpture, with a paper basin in front of him, burning yellow paper.

The coarse paper is yellow, boxy, easy to burn, there is a cold wind on a cloudy day, the flames are blown, and the red light reflects Bai Ze's face, but there is a warmth, but Bai Ze is bowing his head and not saying a word, cold look.

Bai Ze's family has a gambler, an unfilial scum, and now his grandfather has become a mute, and the people in the community say that they feel more or less a family of three "loyal martyrs", sighing, sighing, pitiful, of course, most of them are also looking down on them.

Most of the people who come to Shangxiang are some regular customers who come to grandpa's butcher stall to buy meat on weekdays, and there are only a dozen people, and the people who look down in the community on weekdays will come, but most of them don't come, and they only feel that there is really no need to make friends with such a family.

He Xiaowei's parents were familiar with her grandfather and Uncle Bai Ze, so they didn't come, and when they saw the mourning hall, they only took a detour, pretending not to see it, and saved that little money for white things.

However, He Xiaowei came.

She seemed to be like an adult and incense her uncle's photo, and then stuffed a few hundred yuan in the cardboard box on the side, which was her private money.

After the incense, she didn't leave, but walked to Bai Ze's side, squatted down, and burned paper money like Bai Ze.

"Didn't you go to school today? It's not Sunday. Bai Ze looked up and asked.

"School is out." He Xiaowei buried herself in burning paper money, but she didn't say anything else.

"But Zhang Qiang in the community went to school in the morning."

"Can you talk less?" He Xiaowei complained, but still didn't look up at Bai Ze's face.

If she looked up, she could see that under the warm light of the paper money, Bai Ze smiled, smiled warmly, and was very happy.

This smile is less red and white on weekdays, and there is no creepy smile when angry, the smile is very warm, warm as a pair of autumn pants in winter, simple and unpretentious.

He Xiaowei would also ask Bai Ze's uncle how he died, Bai Ze didn't know how to answer, so he had to say that he fell to his death......

In fact, my uncle was obviously killed by people in the Qi Refining Realm, but he couldn't call the police, because the police couldn't arrest these people, and these people dared to openly confront the state apparatus, so what else could not be done.

He Xiaowei didn't understand, she just asked, Bai Ze didn't answer, she asked a few times, and then she didn't bother to ask.

On this day, He Xiaowei has been accompanying Bai Ze since the afternoon, and has been with Bai Ze for more than two hours, and Xueba's two hours can read a lot of books, but He Xiaowei wasted these two hours with Bai Ze luxuriously.

Maybe it's because Bai Ze is pitiful, maybe it's too boring, maybe it's curious about Bai Ze's family, maybe it's a childhood sweetheart, after all, He Xiaowei really accompanied Bai Ze for more than two hours.

Bai Ze has been lonely since he was reborn, has no friends, doesn't trust anyone, and does things his own way, but He Xiaowei, a childhood sweetheart, can always make her happy.

For more than two hours, He Xiaowei didn't say a few words to Bai Ze, so she helped Bai Ze burn the paper money, and when the paper money was burned, she stood up and prepared to leave.

Bai Ze stopped her.

He Xiaowei looked at Bai Ze in surprise.

Bai Ze sat on his knees and took her hand.

Bai Ze took out a pen from his pocket, glanced at He Xiaowei, then took a rough yellow paper money, and wrote it on the lid of his uncle's green wooden coffin.

Bai Ze wrote quickly, almost instantly, and then handed the paper money to He Xiaowei.

He Xiaowei took it and looked at it.

It reads:

"At the age of eight, he peeked in the mirror and learned to draw with long eyebrows.

At the age of ten, he went to the green, and Hibiscus was used as a skirt.

Twelve delicate faces, looking forward to the downstairs of the city.

Fourteen smiles in the spring breeze, and the human face is like a peach blossom.

Eighteen dare to ask you, why don't you marry home? ”

Is this a poem? But it's not neat, the text is very simple, He Xiaowei can read it, she can read it, but she doesn't know what it means.

Bai Ze smiled softly: "This is the seventy-ninth love letter to you!" ”

He Xiaowei was stunned after hearing this, she didn't know how to react in such a mourning hall, her feet seemed to be filled with lead, she couldn't walk, she didn't stay.

Bai Ze took the value in He Xiaowei's hand, and then threw it into the fire in the basin without hesitation, "If you see it, you will burn it, write love poems to you, and you will not hide it from your uncle, he can be regarded as a witness." ”

He Xiaowei looked at the yellow paper money with small poems written on it, slowly turning into ashes in the firelight, there were always all kinds of tastes in her heart, gains and losses, but she always didn't show it on her face, nodded, and turned away expressionlessly.

When she was far enough away, He Xiaowei rubbed her eyes, as if it was blowing the wind, maybe the wind brought in something like sand, which made her eyes always feel wet.

looked back at Bai Ze's direction, but smiled shallowly.

That poem is more or less written about Bai Ze's description of her, and there are always some memories of her youth in it, going to the peach forest to steal peaches, visiting the ancient city, etc., these are all there.

As for the last sentence, why not marry home? It's a little bit of a compliment to her, the little poem is very simple, so simple that she doesn't write a sentence of love or anything she dislikes.

But it was a love letter she liked very much, this love letter was written by Bai Ze lying on the lid of the coffin, written on paper money, written with a smile, and burned.

She was very moved, she seemed to understand Bai Ze a little, he was a simple person to the extreme!

I misunderstood him a little before, no matter how unprofessional he was, but he was not bad, he was still good.

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In the blink of an eye, black descended on the world like splashing ink, and the night shrouded Hangzhou City.

Xiangshan Street, a place that abides by dark rules, has been quite lively lately.

A few days ago, the stack of money high on the gambling table was taken away, and someone sent the news of the water pattern green dragon pendant to the female Zhuge Lin Xi.

The person who sold the jade pendant was found, but he was dead, and the palm print on his chest, Lin Xi and the others, as people in the Qi Refining Realm, somewhat understood, it was a merciful palm.

Hit the palm of mercy, and has been delayed for a long time, almost unable to save, this person has been calling the wolf on Xiangshan Street in his mouth, and the spearhead is obvious.

Coincidentally, there seems to be only one person in the entire Xiangshan Street who knows this mercy palm, that is, the scattered Taoist who is known as the old immortal, and this person is the master of Sun Xiaowolf, the leader of the Blue Wolf Casino.

This matter seems to be very simple, but Lin Xi is not moving, because the person who came to deliver the news was from Qingzhu Casino.

Lin Xi and the others wanted a jade pendant, as for whether the owner of this jade pendant was a person who was about to die, there was no need to check whether there were traces of qi refining on this person's body, but the person who was killed and injured in this way had already excluded him.

The water was muddy, and the person who was going to die was an important clue, but it was asked by Zhao Lianyi.

Anyway, this person is useless, Lin Xi didn't dare to disobey Zhao Lianyi's intentions, and she didn't know what Zhao Lianyi wanted this person to do, so she kept an eye on it.

Zhao Lianyi bought a good green wood coffin, put this person in it, and then sent him home, looking very kind.

Then Zhao Lianyi didn't follow them, and the witch's behavior that day made Lin Xi feel weird and incomprehensible.