Even if he didn't have to ask, Xu San knew that the seller was written on this note, the man who sold Su Yuan, and the man who annexed Su Yuan's property.

Even if Qu Mo doesn't give him this man's information, he can check it himself.

The reason why I gave it to myself so happily this time was probably because I wanted to sell my favor to myself.

Putting away the note, Xu San accepted the favor, and clenched his fists and arched his hands, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

It was already afternoon when the affairs of the five battalions were completed, and it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon when I returned home.

Compared with the morning, Xu San's home is much more lively than before, and this is also the most lively time in his home since he crossed over.

It's a pity that this time it's because of the white thing.

Li Si, Lian Wuxian, and Zhang Shouling from the county brigade have already arrived, and now they are chatting with several puppet soldiers.

The picture looks very harmonious.

In fact, several people have met before, and it is not abrupt when they meet again.

Several members of the guerrillas have the identities that Xu San prepared for them in advance, especially Li Si, who is an official soldier of the Fifth Battalion, and as for Zhang Shouling, Sun Changhai is more familiar with it, because he once designed the flashy turret for the Fifth Battalion.

Relatively speaking, only the puppet army of the five battalions is not familiar with the training without injury.

Although he had a relationship with Sun Changhai half a year ago, he was also disguised at that time, and this time he was dressed in a Taoist robe, looking like a fairy wind and bones, and he was like the stupid Han Han half a year ago.

When he came to practice without injury, Xu San bowed his hand and saluted, "Thank you for refining the Dao Chief's face."

"The blessings are immeasurable!" Lian Wuxian hit the head of the joke, "Xu Jushi has something, and the poor road naturally helps him, and the legal affairs are just a gesture."

Xu San looked around, as if only one person who practiced Wuxian was a Taoist priest, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Is there only one person who practices the Dao?"

"One person is enough."

"That's good, then there will be a Taoist chief for this Fa, and if there is any expense, the Taoist chief will open his mouth."

Lian Wuxian patted the package on the side, "Xu Jushi's merits are immeasurable, if the poor Dao still has to collect money, then after a hundred years, I am afraid that the poor Dao will not have the face to see the ancestral master."

It's not early, seeing Xu San come back, Sun Changhai and a few other puppet soldiers who came to help also got up and said goodbye, they can't compare to Xu San, if they don't return on time, they will be dealt with by military law.

After sending away a few puppet soldiers, Xu San's small courtyard was a lot cleaner, and after Ma Cuilan made tea for everyone, she went to the spirit shed to accompany Su Yuan.

"Brother Zhang, have you found the cemetery?" Xu San asked about the cemetery again.

Zhang Shouling took out a simple map from his pocket and spread it out on the table, "The feng shui treasures around Ping'an County have long been occupied, and they are basically all people..."

Xu San waved his hand and said, "Miss Su is an ordinary family, just ask for the safety of your children and grandchildren."

"I think so too, Brother Xu knows what I used to do, the so-called feng shui treasure will only make people worry, but it is not as safe as an ordinary cemetery." As he spoke, Zhang Shouling pointed out several locations on the map.

Xu San touched his chin, and then turned his gaze to Lian Wuxian, "What does the Daoist Master think?"

Lian Wuxian pointed with his hand, "Let's do this."

"Okay, then I'll go to Miss Su and say something." Xu San said, and put the map away, "Lost company."

As soon as Xu San entered the spirit shed, he felt that the temperature dropped by a few degrees in an instant, and he who didn't believe in ghosts and gods suddenly felt that there might really be ghosts and gods at this moment, but he took a closer look and understood what was going on.

It turned out that there were several basins of ice around the coffin, and although they were now basically turned into water, these ice cubes did have a cooling effect.

In the summer, the corpses decompose quickly, and placing some ice cubes in the mourning shed is also a good way to embalm.

"Those ice cubes were prepared by your men, and they were all made in the yard first." Ma Cuilan watched Xu San staring at the ice cube, so she explained.

"He has a heart, and I taught him this method, Yuan

It was originally prepared for drinking sour plum soup, but I didn't expect him to be able to apply what he learned and use this kind of place."

After speaking, Xu San began to look at the layout of the mourning shed at the moment, there were coffins, tablets, ever-bright lanterns, paper horse pilgrims, and many objects that Xu San didn't know what to do.

It seems that Sun Changhai is very attentive.

Ma Cuilan walked over with a small box, "This is the gift money from your friends."

"Did they still salute?" Xu San was a little surprised.

Ma Cuilan nodded, and then took out a small notebook from her pocket, "This is the gift list, I wrote it down for Miss Su."

Xu San picked up the box and gift list and walked in front of Su Yuan, "You can take this."

Su Yuan didn't pick it up, she just lowered her head, "I can't ask for it, the third master has paid enough for me, this money was given by your friend in your face, I can't accept it, and my whole person is yours."

"What's mine, yours? You're not an object either! Remember! You're a human being!" As he spoke, he put the box and notebook next to her, "Take it!"

Xu San's tough attitude made Su Yuan's thin body tremble slightly, and then put away the box and small book.

walked to Su Yuan's mother's tablet, put on three sticks of incense, then took out the deed of sale from his pocket, and said to the tablet, "Mrs. Su, I know you're listening. I've got your daughter's deed of sale back, and now you can rest assured."

After speaking, Xu San took out a lighter, lit the deed of sale, and threw it in the brazier used to burn paper.

The white rice paper burned slowly, and the light smoke was faint, turning into a whole black ash.

There was no wind in the shed, the ashes had not dispersed, and the original shape of the paper was still maintained, and even the surging handwriting was clearly visible.

Xu San frowned slightly, because he could clearly identify Su Yuan's name in those handwritings.

With a slight wave of his palm, the last piece of ash turned into countless fine dust and fell into the brazier with the breeze.

Su Yuan stared blankly at the ashes in the brazier, tears fell again, she wanted to kowtow to Xu San again, but Xu San waved her hand and told her that she didn't have to.

Ma Cuilan, who was on the side, had been watching silently, and when she saw Xu San burn the deed of sale, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand.

Outside the shed, there was a slight knock on the door.

Xu San paused slightly and said, "It seems that someone is coming, I'll go and take a look."

When the door opened, Xu San was stunned, because it was Sister Hua and Xiaohong in front of him.

"Sister Hua, why are you here?"

Listening to Xu San's words, Xiao Hong glanced at him, "Why can't we come, how can we say that Sister Hua is also your daughter-in-law who has not been through the door, just come to your future home to see why not."

Sister Hua glared at Xiaohong, pulled her aside, and then explained, "Actually, we wanted to come early, but Xiaohong didn't get up until the afternoon."