"Hey officer, your wonton noodles. The boss threw the handkerchief on his shoulder, and put the bowl in front of him.

Li Ye lifted the chopsticks, glanced at the bowl, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Something is missing." ”

"Huh?" Erer came back to his senses and leaned over to look at his bowl, "What's missing?"

"Green onions. ”

Ha Erer blinked: "You don't even like to eat grains, and you still care about green onions?"

Li Ye pursed his lips and looked at the boss behind him very critically, the boss was honest, and immediately touched his head and laughed: "Forgive me, the guest officer, today's business is good, and the shallots are used up." Granny Liu, who sells green onions, is sick and can't send it back and forth, you see, how about I charge you a penny less?"

How can there be green onions worth a penny? Erer smiled, and just wanted to wave his hand and say no, he heard the big guy say seriously: "Where did she plant the green onions?" ”

Boss: "......"

Erl: "......"

It's just a handful of green onions, but you don't have to be attached to it.

The boss wanted to laugh, but at Li Ye's face, he was inexplicably worried, and after hesitating for a while, he still whispered: "Just in the southwest, bypassing the path behind the Guanyin Temple, there is a field by the thatched house." ”

Li Ye nodded, pulled Er'er and left.

Crying and laughing, Erer said: "It's delicious to have less green onions." ”

"Three points less scented. ”

Do you gods have such high requirements for taste, so how do you eat the food she cooks?

Erer muttered in his heart, but he couldn't stand the big man's decision, the two walked to a remote place, and while there was no one around, they raised their sleeves and went directly to the thatched house that the boss said.

The shallots in the field were green and oily, and when they were blown by the wind, they bent down in unison.

Li Ye glanced at the dilapidated house, turned his hand into a piece of silver, threw it into it along the hole in the roof, and then turned around and pulled out the phoenix killing knife at the shallot.

Erer didn't have any eyes to see it, just cover his face and silently read that the big guy is happy, isn't it an ancient artifact, and the chopped green onions can also be eaten.

However, she turned her head sideways and glanced more in the direction of the thatched hut.

It's so quiet, there's no reaction when the silver falls in.

Curious, Erer tiptoed forward and leaned over to the half-hidden wooden door to look inside.

The lamp ran out, and the mother-in-law who sold green onions shrank on the messy bedboard, her face was sallow, her cheekbones were protruding, and her eye sockets were sunk deeply, and she was already angry at all.

His pupils shrank, and Erle pushed the door open.

It seems that the person has only died for a short time, and there are still lingering souls in the room who refuse to leave, and she can hear the old and weak voice muttering in one ear: "Ming'er will be fine, Ming'er will be better." ”

His eyes were inexplicably a little hot, and Erer turned around and shouted outside, "Liye." ”

The knife fell, the green onions in the field were cut into neat stubble, Li Ye was satisfied with the green onions, hearing her slightly crying voice, his eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

"What?" he dodged to her, looking around warily.

Unfolding his palms, Erer looked at him pitifully: "Can you give her a ride?"

The white and fragile light is the soul of mortals.

His brows loosened, and he was a little embarrassed: "Most mortals are unwilling to pass away, and it is very common for a remnant soul to refuse to return to the netherworld, how can she ask me to give it a ride?"

Bowing his head and thinking hard, Erer said with difficulty: "She planted green onions for you." ”

This reason sounds ridiculous to herself, mortal souls refuse to leave, there must be a last wish unfinished, a little fairy like her to help mortals fulfill their last wish, it can be called a godsend, not to mention a god like Liye, green onion is really not a great merit.

However, unexpectedly, Li Ye nodded: "That's reasonable." ”

Erl: "......"

There are rules in the Nine Heavens, if mortals want to be surpassed by the gods, they need the merits of the ninth generation, they need to be approved by the Heavenly Dao hexagrams, and they need to open an altar in the world. But Li Ye didn't care about this, even if it was the merits of the ninetieth generation, it had nothing to do with him, he was more delicious than anything else when he ate wonton noodles with green onions.

So, he raised his hand a little to the white light.

The thatched hut was full of light, and Er'er took half a step back, and saw the white remnant soul fall to the ground, turning into the appearance of Granny Liu.

She didn't see either of them, and she didn't seem to know that she was dead, but she still carried her basket of vegetables as usual and went to the market.

"He'll be back tomorrow, I have to change some money and buy two taels of meat, hey. ”

Babbling in her mouth, she wanted to push the door out, but was stopped by Liye.

"Who are you waiting for?" he asked coldly.

Granny Liu looked around blankly, stopped and replied subconsciously: "My son, Fang Han." ”

"Where is he?"

"After three years on the border, I'm coming back soon. ”

Li Ye raised his hand and grabbed it into the void.

Erer watched with bated breath, thinking that he was going to capture Fang Han back, but after a while, he had nothing in his hand.

"What's going on?" Err wondered, "and anyone else you can't find?"

"Naturally, there is. Retracting his hand, Li Ye looked at Granny Liu with a complicated expression, "The dead belong to the Netherworld, and I can't summon them." ”

"......" sank in his heart, and Erer looked at Granny Liu.

She was still stubbornly opening the sealed door in front of her, her face full of confusion.

The last wish cannot be fulfilled, and it cannot be exceeded.

"That's it. ”

Flicking her sleeves to put her soul into her cuffs, Li Ye said coldly: "After all, you and I are going to the Netherworld, and it doesn't hurt to take her with you." ”

Erle nodded, and followed him out a little wistfully.

Glancing at her, Li Ye was a little unsure of what to say, this little thing was too sentimental, it was clearly someone who had nothing to do with her, and she could also blush the tip of her nose.

After thinking about it, he said in a deep voice: "People are so fragile, don't you also know it, that's why you cultivate immortals?"

"Me?" Er'er shook his head, "I originally didn't want to cultivate immortals, but my father said that only by cultivating and ascending, it is possible for our tens of millions of people to live." ”

"It's good to be a human being, although the life span is as short as a mayfly compared to the gods, but the world is very interesting. ”

Isn't that Jiuxiao interesting?

Li Ye was displeased, but when he looked down and thought about it, it didn't seem to be interesting, it was just convenient to cultivate.

Snorting unhappily, he said, "No matter how interesting it is, it's not a place to stay for a long time." ”

"Huh?" Er'er frowned aggrievedly, "Do you want to hurry immediately? In a few days it will be the Hundred Flowers Festival." ”

Are they here to celebrate the festival in the world? Li Ye pressed her head and said impatiently: "Finding the door of death and life is the top priority. ”

"How do you know that the door of death and life will not be in the world. She had a hard mouth.

Nonsense, such a terrible thing in the Gate of Death and Life, if it were in the human world, wouldn't it be a large number of people to die? Li Ye didn't bother to argue with her, so he picked her up and went back to the stall where he ate noodles.

A handful of green onions fell, and the big guy ate Shang Wen's wonton with satisfaction.

The boss stood by the stall with a stunned face, looking at the bundles of shallots piled up taller than him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.