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In response to Yang Xiling's greeting, Zheng Yi nodded slightly, and said while walking towards the Mercedes-Benz.

Today is Saturday...... No, it's supposed to be Sunday, it's past midnight.

Before Zheng Yi moved out to live on his own, he still needed to go back to his aunt's house every day.

Yang Xiling, who heard this, hurriedly turned around and opened the rear door for him.

When Yang Xiling opened the car door for Zheng Yi, Xiao Changqing, who came out together, in order to avoid embarrassment, faced the cold wind and left in one direction along the sidewalk first.

Zheng Yi didn't care about him.

After Yang Xiling got into the car, the Mercedes-Benz started slowly.

However, before he drove far, Zheng Yi, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly felt the mobile phone in his pants pocket vibrate.

"Buzz~"

Zheng Yi frowned, glanced at Yang Xiling, who was driving, and took out his mobile phone to check.

Sure enough, it was a text message from Xiao Changqing.

But at a glance, Zheng Yi couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"Master, I noticed that there is a person who looks like the fierce face before that flower!!"

Without hesitation, Zheng Yi immediately dialed Xiao Changqing's phone.

"Toot-Ka~"

Calls were connected in almost seconds.

Then at the moment of connection, a noisy sound came from the phone.

Zheng Yi frowned, and after listening carefully, he found that there was a lot of noise, including human voices, chanting, suona and so on.

"Are you at the funeral?"

Zheng Yi asked Xiao Changqing on the other end of the phone.

"Uh, ahhh

Xiao Changqing was stunned, and then said in surprise.

"I heard your voice. ”

After a brief explanation, Zheng Yi asked, "What's the matter?

"yes...... Well, it's not a ...... Anyway...... Ah, I can't tell! Master, you can come and see it! Follow the direction I left before, walk about a few hundred meters and turn into an alley, there is a family here doing a funeral!"

Xiao Changqing said a little anxiously on the other end of the phone.

Zheng Yi frowned when he heard this.

Xiao Changqing's words were unclear and too confusing, and he couldn't know much information from them.

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Yi said into his phone: "Got it, I'll come over immediately." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Then, he instructed Yang Xiling, who was driving in the driver's seat in front: "Stop, turn around, and drive in the direction that Xiao Changqing left before." ”

"Yes!"

Yang Xiling immediately did as he was told.

......

Two minutes later.

The Mercedes stopped at the mouth of an alley.

Yang Xiling was the first to get out of the car and opened the door for Zheng Yi.

As soon as the car door opened, Zheng Yi faintly heard the funeral music coming from the alley.

"This should be it. ”

Getting out of the car, Zheng Yi looked around at the alley where there was no one around, only dim lights. He said to Yang Xiling, "You wait for me here." ”

With that, he walked into the alley.

"President, I'm ......"

Yang Xiling saw Zheng Yi walking towards the alley, and hurriedly shouted, "Can I go in with you, President?"

Zheng Yi was stunned, turned his head to look at her, frowned slightly, and said, "Do you want to go in together?"

Yang Xiling couldn't help nodding.

She really wants to gain Zheng Yi's trust again!

"Yes. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Yi didn't refuse, nodded and said, "Let's go." ”

After saying that, he turned his head and walked into the alley.

A hint of joy flashed in Yang Xiling's eyes, and he hurriedly followed.

The alley just looks like there is no one at the intersection, and when you walk into a distance and turn a corner, you can see the plastic shed on the road from a distance, and the crowd gathers in the plastic shed, and it is very noisy and lively when you walk in. At the same time, the sound of chanting and suona came from the large speakers placed on both sides, and these sounds were faintly mixed with the sound of mahjong and talking - this was the scene of a funeral.

Zhixian is just a small place, and the people here do funerals in this way, pulling up a plastic greenhouse, which places the posthumous photos of the mourning platform, offering tea fruits, ingots and candles, and then the big speaker plays mourning music, and a bunch of people gather here to play mahjong.

Until the first seven days of the deceased, the coffin was carried and buried according to the time and place set by Mr. Yin and Yang before.

Not long after Zheng Yi and Yang Xiling walked in, Xiao Changqing, who had been looking at the entrance of the alley, found the two of them and began to wave.

Xiao Changqing stood a few meters away from the plastic shed.

Zheng Yi and Yang Xiling quickly walked in front of him.

"Master, Master, look, is that person very similar to the face on the flower just now?"

Xiao Changqing immediately pointed to the plastic shed and asked eagerly after Zheng Yi and Yang Xiling came over.

Zheng Yi looked in the direction Xiao Changqing was pointing and found that Xiao Changqing was referring to a posthumous photo placed on the spiritual platform in the plastic shed!

The posthumous photo shows a middle-aged man, with deep-set eyes, thick dark circles, a face full of meat, a big head and a thick neck, and an expressionless front looking ahead - just an ordinary middle-aged man.

At first glance, Zheng Yi couldn't see any similarity between the middle-aged man in the posthumous photo and the hideous, exaggerated, violent face on the sunflower on his head.

But as he slowly looked closely, Zheng Yi felt more and more that the middle-aged man on the posthumous photo was indeed very similar to the hideous and exaggerated fierce face on the sunflower on his head before.

It's not the similarity in facial features, but the resemblance between the eyebrows.

"It's a lot like ...... indeed"

Zheng Yi frowned deeply.

A dead man resembles the face of a sunflower on a human head that suddenly "cheated the corpse" and came back to life......

What the hell is going on?!

Without tangible evidence, Zheng Yi will not speculate.

But there's something weird about it.

"What are you doing!"

Suddenly, among the middle-aged men and women playing mahjong at several tables in the plastic shed, a middle-aged man wearing a filial piety cloth on his head, five big and three thick, stood up and shouted at Xiao Changqing, who was raising his finger outside the plastic shed and pointing to the posthumous photo.

It is very rude to point at someone, let alone point to a posthumous photo.

Xiao Changqing hurriedly withdrew his hand, nodded and apologized to the middle-aged man: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!"

The middle-aged man didn't know if he lost money playing mahjong, he was very angry, and after Xiao Changqing apologized, he yelled impatiently: "Hurry up and get out of the way! Don't stand anywhere to get in the way! Block Lao Tzu's wind...... Grass!"

"Hey!

Xiao Changqing saw that he had apologized, and you roared like a son, and suddenly became unhappy.

In front of the masters of the rivers and lakes, Lao Tzu can pretend to be a grandson, how old are you a ordinary person, and you dare to yell at me?!

Rolling up his sleeves, Xiao Changqing was ready to teach the other party to be a man.

But at this moment, Zheng Yi's calm voice came from the side.

"Don't cause trouble. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Changqing suddenly withered like a frosted eggplant.

When all kinds of pitiful pleading eyes failed to impress Zheng Yi, in the end, Xiao Changqing sighed, pulled off his rolled up sleeves, and said to the middle-aged man fiercely: "If it weren't for my master, you would have to go to the hospital tonight!"

"Eighty thousand!"

The middle-aged man had already sat down to play mahjong, and when he heard Xiao Changqing's words, he glanced at Xiao Changqing contemptuously: "Stupid!"