076 Corpse
, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the blessed wife! Lao Wang and his men glared at each other, and then hurriedly rushed into Yizhuang, turned through the improvised barrier made of thin bamboo, and saw a man with unkempt hair and blood stains on his clothes sitting in a coffin.
And Luo Xuyan had a straight face, and was holding a coffin board and was about to smash it on the man's head.
"Ah, the corpse?!" Lao Wang was also shocked in his heart, and stepped forward with his buddies to stop her.
Who would have thought that two powerful men would not be able to fight a delicate little girl, seeing that the coffin board was about to smash on the door of the head of the person who came back to life.
Although the materials of Yizhuang's coffin are not particular and thin, but if it is hit like this, it may have to return to Lord Yama.
But the man didn't stay still, leaned over slightly, and the coffin board rubbed his arm.
"Huh......" he chuckled.
Also laughing with him was Luo Xuyan, who raised her hand and pointed to the coffin.
Everyone looked at the situation, and then only heard a "bang", the coffin and the shelf shattered together, and the man fell to the ground, screaming "wow" in pain.
After venting her anger and recovering her calm complexion, Luo Xuyan opened the small sandalwood fan, Shi Shiran sat down on the chair next to her, and gave the guy a look.
The guy asked, "Who are you?" What about the original body in this coffin? β
The man stared blankly at the white butler and shrunk his shoulders, "I don't know...... Where is this ......?"
Obviously, the voice is mellow, which can give people a feeling of being an idiot.
The man frowned, and Lao Wang stepped forward, "This is the drowned person brought by the yamen, I guess eighty percent of them have temporarily held their breath, and the people from the yamen didn't see it." β
As he spoke, he tore open the man's shirt and checked that there were several wounds on his arm and chest, which were not deep, but because they were not treated in time, there were two or three suppurations, which looked miserable.
He couldn't help but soften his tone and asked, "What's your name and where is your home?" Who else is in the family? β
"My name is Ah Ba!" The man finally replied loudly, but thenβ"My family...... My family ......"
"My family" for a long time, but I didn't say why.
Luo Xuyan put away the folding fan with a "snap" and asked, "Where is the body of Boss Jiang's concubine?" β
"Shopkeeper, here!" The mother-in-law sent by the Jiang family waved at the other end of the room.
Luo Xuyan raised her eyebrows and scolded in a low voice, "Fools who don't distinguish between left and right." β
She scolded the Jiang family.
The concubine of the Jiang family died of a violent illness, and the housewife was disgusted with bad luck and pulled to Yizhuang to set up a funeral hall for funerals. It's a pity that half a day has passed, and there is no one to keep the spirit, and she still can't remember the wrong position of the coffin, which caused her to open the wrong coffin and meet the "corpse".
The only humane place in the Jiang family was that she was invited to put on makeup for the deceased.
I probably have to take care of face and leave a good reputation outside.
Luo Xuyan put the folding fan on her waist, took the wooden box handed by the man, and began to clean her face and comb her hair for the deceased.
The man set up the mourning hall in the hut next door, and Lao Wang helped Ah Ba to get the medicine for the injury.
Luo Xuyan put down the small pen that drew her eyebrows, and coldly realized that she was staring at herself.
She looked up and saw Ah Ba pointing at the deceased and smiling stupidly, "It's getting better." β
The man who came back from his busy work saw the beggar squatting next to his young lady, hurriedly stepped forward to pull him away, and asked the old Wang who came back, "Have you asked where the monk is?" β
"No," Lao Wang shook his head, "I see that his face is white and his hands are tender, he doesn't look like a beggar, most likely the young master of someone's family is lost, because he has a problem with his brain, and he can't ask anything." β
The man looked the beggar up and down carefully, and then grabbed his hand and looked at it over and over, and felt a little compassion, "It's all small cuts in stone branches, it's really pitiful." Miss Ayan, let's take him back to help find his family, okay? β
Luo Xuyan wanted to say "not good", but the words reached the tip of her tongue, and after seeing the dirty hands of Ah Ba, she changed her mind, "Go and clean him up first, this look, if you meet the city gate for inspection, you will not let people into the city." β
"Okay, let's go, Miss Ayan." The guy happily took Ah Ba to the side with Lao Wang to clean up.
Luo Xuyan continued to concentrate on her own things, and after a while, the deceased was cleaned up by her as beautiful as before her death, and the mourning hall on the other side was also properly arranged, with spirit cards, tributes, incense, candles, paper money, mourning flags, wreaths, etc., which made the deceased somewhat decent.
"Look, what's wrong?" She asked the Jiang family's mother-in-law.
The mother-in-law of the Jiang family glanced at it a few times and said with a smile: "Miss Luo does things, we are ten thousand hearts." As he spoke, he took out a purse from his arms and held it in front of her with both hands, "Miss Luo, take a look, is the money enough?" β
Luo Xuyan opened her purse and glanced at it, "Enough." With that, she came out of the hut and casually asked, "Can I go?" β
The guy responded, "It's almost right, Miss Luo." β
Ah Ba's wound was bandaged, although he was wearing Lao Wang's old clothes, and even had a large patch on his chest, he couldn't hide his long and handsome figure, revealing an extraordinary dusty temperament.
It's just that the hair is still messy and scattered, covering most of the face, which looks weird.
Luo Xuyan said: "Tie your hair casually, let's go, there are still things in the shop." β
"Yes." The man responded, using his fingers instead of a comb, brushing Ah Ba's hair a few times, and then casually tied it with a headband, on the other side, Lao Wang prepared a hot wet towel and wiped it on his face with great force.
Most of the dirt was wiped away, and Lao Wang was stunned for a moment and said, "Ah, this guy looks so handsome." β
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but turn a few times on his face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the bridge of the nose was high, revealing extraordinary heroism, which was even more incompatible with the dress, and the pearl was covered with dust, which made people sympathize.
Only Luo Xuyan didn't look at it, and walked straight out of Yizhuang.
The guy muttered quietly, "It's a pity to be a fool." β
I don't know if Ah Ba understood his words, and he grinned stupidly at the guy.
The guy and Lao Wang glanced at each other, shook their heads and sighed, "Let's go." β
Miss Ayan's fiery appearance can't tolerate any delay.
When Ah Ba heard that he was leaving, he cheered "let's go", and then jumped forward, like a cheerful and innocent child.
The guy hurriedly shouted, "Ah Ba, wait a minute! Don't go too fast! β
Luo Xuyan sensed that someone was approaching behind her, and as soon as she turned her footsteps, her body flashed to the side, and then she saw a black figure rushing away from her side, waving her arms and running forward.
It was rainy for days, and there was a puddle on the muddy ground at the entrance of Yizhuang.
Luo Xuyan hurriedly reached out and grabbed his arm, if he fell and had another accident, it would not be good.
"You slow down...... she said, looking up at Hachi's face, and at this moment, the words that followed choked in her throat, and she couldn't say anything anymore.
Those inky eyes like the middle of the night, without the hindrance of hair, completely fell into her eyes.
Five years later, she couldn't remember the man's appearance, but only those cold and sharp eyes were deeply engraved in her mind.
Her hands tightened suddenly, and she grabbed Aba's arm so hard that her fingertips even dug into his skin.
ββ¦β¦ It's you. β