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Now Han Yan, everything is gloomy, as if the whole world has lost its color. But no matter what, now Han Yan has to act, otherwise it would be a bit unfilial to let his father lie here like this.

Han Yan walked to the door, reached out and grabbed a door panel, and then with a strong 'click' of his arms, the door panel was removed from the door frame. Dragging the door panel back to the edge of the bed, Han Yan put down the door panel in his hand, first knelt down, and kowtowed respectfully to Han Wen's body three times, before standing up and inviting Han Wen down from the bed.

After that, Han Yan found a hemp rope from the corner of the house, although the hemp rope was already full of dust, but it was obviously relatively tough, so Han Yan tied the hemp rope tightly on the door panel where Han Wen's head was, and then tied the other end of the hemp rope to his waist, and then stepped the hemp rope over his shoulder, just like that, Han Yan dragged the door panel and went out with Han Wen's body.

Han Yan's destination is the gold market where he woke up this morning, thinking that since it is a bazaar, then there should be a place to buy and sell, in this case, Han Yan, who has decided to 'sell himself to bury his father', will naturally choose this only place he knows.

Han Yan laboriously dragged the hemp rope with his hands, and on his shoulders, his clothes had begun to wear out a little, obviously the power on this hemp rope was not small, but Han Yan's face was full of indifference, as if his shoulders were not his own at all, and he still dragged Han Wen's body towards Luoyang City.

Maybe it was an hour of walking, maybe it was two hours, and Han Yan finally arrived in front of the gate of Luoyang City again.

If you want to cross the city gate, you need to pay the city gate tax, which is a problem that cannot be avoided, but at this moment, Han Yan seems to have been stupid, turning a blind eye to the soldiers guarding both sides of the city gate, and directly dragged Han Wen to the city gate.

When the people along the road saw Han Yan's appearance, they all flashed to both sides, lest they avoid it, after all, no matter what, this dead man's thing is very unlucky, plus this stupid-looking young man, no one will want to get close.

"Hey! I said, "It's ......."

Although ordinary people don't want to get close, it doesn't mean that the soldiers guarding the city don't get closer, after all, the city gate tax still has to be collected, so when he saw a person like Han Yan who stood out from the crowd appear, a soldier couldn't help but take a step forward and shouted.

"Come back!"

Before the soldier could speak, one of his companions behind him reached out and pulled him back.

"Huh? What are you dragging me for? He hasn't paid the gate tax yet! ”

The soldier looked at his companion with some bewilderment, his mind full of doubt.

"Didn't you see him dragging a dead man? You're still coming forward! ”

His companion looked at the soldier as if he were a monster, and then rebuked in a low voice.

"What happened to the dead? At most, don't you collect the dead man's gate tax? ”

The soldier was also a little stunned, and he spoke very straight.

"That's not it! Dead people are already very unlucky, you see, everyone flashes to the side, are you stupid? Let's move on! Besides, look at him like this, this man looks like a fool, and you can still get money from a fool? ”

Seeing that his companion didn't understand, the soldier who stretched out his hand to pull people began to explain patiently.

"But...... This gate tax ......"

The soldier was still a little unwilling, and only thought about the city gate tax.

"Hey! It's not you and me who taxes this city gate, what are you bothering to do? Besides, there are more people who don't pay the city gate tax every day, so why don't you have more of this one, so you should think of it as doing a good deed! ”

The soldier who pulled the man was obviously a warm-hearted man, and as he spoke, he pulled his companion behind him.

In this way, Han Yan dragged Han Wen's body into Luoyang City.

Walking on the street of Luoyang City, the door panel made a 'clucking' screeching sound when it was dragged along, which made the people around him frown, but when the brick saw the source of the sound, all the people who were ready to speak closed their mouths, not kind-hearted, but there was no need to mess with this kind of thing.

Han Yan dragged Han Wen to the gold market in the morning, because Han Yan was in a hurry to leave, so he didn't see the bustling scene of the gold market, now I see, this gold market is full of merchants, and the front of the store is swaying in the wind, so lively! There are also a lot of people on both sides of the street who come out with things to sell their stalls, people who come and go sometimes stop to buy something on the side of the street, and sometimes they go directly to the store.

But these have nothing to do with Han Yan, he came here to sell his body to bury his father, and after he wants to be bought, he will be a subordinate, and he will not have the opportunity to come to this gold market in the future, so the lively scene in this gold market is all filtered out in Han Yan's eyes.

dragged Han Wen's body to a clearing on the side of the street, and swung Han Wen's body to the side of the street, Han Wen knelt down on the side of the road, looking at Han Wen's body, Han Yan thought and thought, and finally took out the wooden box that Han Wen handed him and placed it on the door panel.

The gold market has always been very lively, and there are more people watching the excitement in the lively place, so after a while, the place where Han Yan is located is surrounded by a group of people.

"Huh? I said, what does that mean? Sell yourself to bury your father? ”

A middle-aged man who had just arrived saw Han Yan kneeling there, and then turned his head and whispered to the person next to him.

"This ...... Probably not, right? Didn't you see the wood he put on it? As the person who was questioned spoke, he pointed to Han Yan's wooden box with his finger, "Look at that thing, this person may be trying to sell something!" ”

"A piece of wood? He's not crazy, is he? Sell a piece of wood here? ”

The middle-aged man said in disbelief, and then looked at Han Yan again.

"Hey! I think it's because the elders in the family have died, and he has no money to bury him, so that's why it's like this, but selling wood is really a bit stupid! ”

The man obviously agreed with the middle-aged man's statement, and said in agreement.

"What kind of road is this?" "Who knows!" "It's really strange that there are many things every year, especially this year!"

…… And so on, everyone present squeaked and chattered, but no one stepped forward to ask a question.

And Han Yan also knelt there with his head down from beginning to end, without saying a word.

After a while, the middle-aged man couldn't help it anymore and pushed aside the crowd and walked up.