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Chapter 1770 Three days of white affairs

Behind are Shao Siming, Xiaomeng, and Jing Tianming.

"The two patrol angels, according to the information, have all the pawnshops."

The fairy turned around and said to the two followers behind him.

It is an equal attitude, even a little humble.

There are not many people on the Five Immortal Mountain that can make the Five Sons humble.

The Angel of the Surveyor, the spokesperson of the Master of the Immortal Island, seems to be inferior to the Five Sons, but no one will regard them as inferior to the Five Sons, even the Five Sons himself.

It turns out that these two people are not the two immortal masters under the fairy's command.

"One person is missing."

One of the two patrol angels spoke.

"In the coffin."

Fairy says.

The two patrol angels looked at her, then smiled: "Your eyes are blind, and it seems to be clearer than those who don't."

"That's just a decoration."

The fairy smiled at the corner of her mouth.

Of course it is not decoration, and there is even a martial art of the fairy.

But the fairy can just use it as decoration.

Most people think that the eyeballs are crucial. Fairies can get as much as they want, and they can also choose good-looking ones.

After all, this is not on the Immortal Island, but there are quite a few livestock on the Central Plains.

Yang Yu raised his footsteps gently and stood for more than ten days. This was his first time moving the place.

Yang Yu put one hand on the coffin lid, and there was no expression on his face.

But Yang Yu thought about everything when he first met Lao Lin, and he and Lao Lin went back to the pawnshop for the last time, revealing the place where he hid his money, and "inadvertently" revealed it to Xiaolin.

After all, Lao Lin is just a farmer. He still has to leave something for future generations in his consciousness. Of course, this thing is the most affordable.

Even though he knew that Kobayashi was following the shopkeeper, he was not short of money.

From the beginning, there were Lao Lin Dalin and Xiaolin around Yang Yu.

They are all people who have been circling through the gates of hell.

Even except Kobayashi, he walked through hell.

Kobayashi actually walked through hell, but she just happened to know nothing.

"Old Lin!!!"

Yang Yu suddenly took a deep breath and roared suddenly!

The lingering sound was very long and ran straight into the sky. Everyone in Xianyang City heard Yang Yu's roar.

After yelling for ten breaths, some people had gathered at the pawn shop door.

Most of them left after seeing the coffin.

I'm afraid of getting unlucky, after all, it's almost dark.

A few older people walked slowly from a distance, looked at the dark coffin, shook their heads and sighed, and then went back.

The roar attracted the old man Chen from Xuan Yaofang.

Yang Yu met and often discussed with Lao Lin how the seeds of this cold melon sprout and how to apply water.

Lao Lin really doesn’t have many friends.

"The seeds of the cold melon need to be soaked in warm water for a few hours, then put them in a cloth bag and rub them, and finally hold them in your arms for a night. The sprouting is so prosperous. It's a pity that my wife actually pushed the white buds up when she put the seeds of the melon, so the seeds were actually a grain of unlived..."

Old Man Chen used his hand to sweep the dust on the cover of the coffin, said a few words to Lao Lin, and then shook his head and left.

Xuan Jian's zombie-like face finally smiled a little, and the sword mark seemed a little distorted.

"Old Lin, there is one person who will brush the coffin for you."

The carriage entered the pawnshop's yard.

The pawnshop is now big, and the door is even bigger.

If Bashao can enter and exit freely, there will naturally be no problem with the carriage.

Even those steps and not low thresholds can be solved with two boards.

The fairy and the two patrol angels followed in, but Lao Duan had already started eating the evening food at the counter. The old beggar broke open a steamed bun, pinched a few pickles, and used a porcelain bowl with a gap, filled it with a bowl of porridge, returned to the pawn shop door, sat on the steps and started eating.

For clear congee and side dishes, one person will have two steamed buns.

The two old people have a good appetite.

"You really have become animals."

The fairy stopped and stood next to Lao Duan.

Old Duan smiled bitterly and put down the bowl in his hand.

"If you want to be an immortal, you shouldn't come to the pawnshop."

“There is no pawnshop.”

The fairy didn't speak, and the two angels were talking.

Old Duan shook his head, and only ate one of his two steamed buns, and only drank one bowl of Qingporridge.

There are quite a few guests today, and I finally got idle at night, so I had to drink two bowls of them no matter what.

Xiaomeng's clear air dragged Xiaolin and Bashao up, and Yang Yu said softly:

"There is a wake."

Bashao trembled and slowly woke up.

Yang Yu put on a mourning dress for Lao Lin, and Dalin and Xiaolin put on a mahjong.

Dalin knelt in front of Lao Lin's coffin, and saw a piece of red cloth on his headscarf, holding a ceremony for his children.

Xiaolin also knelt in front of Lao Lin's coffin, sewn a red rag on the headscarf, and a yellow rag on the red rag.

Hold grandchildren's rituals.

Ba Shao and others were wearing cloaks and holding lanterns in their hands, and stood on both sides. Xiaomeng and Shao Siming were silently reciting Taoist scriptures, but Yang Yu was not there, but there was a sound of shovels entering the soil in the backyard.

"Why haven't the two patrol angels taken action? It's been a whole day."

The fairy stood at the entrance of the backyard and spoke.

"wait."

A patrolman said.

"How many days will it take?"

The fairy asked.

The angel who spoke showed a look of thought on his face, as if he had forgotten something and was thinking about it hard.

"The mourning of civilians is about three days."

The patrol angel next to him spoke.

The fairy smiled coldly:

"It's just a livestock, why do you have to make a mourning?"

The two patrol angels turned their heads slowly at the same time and looked at the fairy.

The fairy curled her lips and smiled, but stopped talking.

On the third day, Xiaomeng whisk waved twice in the air: "Get spirit!"

Jing Tianming and Xiang Shaoyu were already standing next to the coffin. As Xiaomeng finished speaking, the two raised the coffin.

The coffin is to walk around the street and let Lao Lin see the Xianyang City again.

Dalin and Kobayashi walked in the front, followed by Shi Lan and Gao Yue.

Bashao sprinkled dried mugwort poles next to the coffin, one section about three inches long.

In one day, Lao Lin's coffin almost walked around Xianyang City.

In the end, Lao Lin's coffin was placed in the tomb dug by Yang Yu.

The field is the piece of field sold by Yang Yu, right behind the pawnshop.

The tomb repair is simple, and the stones were carved by Yang Yu piece by piece, and there are only two words "Da Lin" on the tombstone.

The fairy and the patrol angel also followed Lao Lin's coffin and walked around the entire Xianyang City.

This is the third day. Lao Lin’s coffin has been buried and the tombstone has been erected.

"well!"

Yang Yu shouted to the sky and sent Lao Lin for the last journey.

"Two angels, can you do it?"
Chapter completed!
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