Li Yue'er felt that Zhou's butcher's behavior was not wrong, but Su Muzhe didn't think so. After all, Zhou's butcher was too reckless, too impulsive, and did not trust his wife enough. Otherwise, he would have committed the crime of killing/wife without asking Li Yue'er? Not to mention, even if Su Muzhe was not very clear about the punishment in hell, he knew that killing his wife for no reason, plus the two things that killed him by suicide were very serious in the underworld. If nothing unexpected happened, the punishment Zhou's butcher should be more severe than Liu Xiucai and Liu Xiucai's wife.

Bai Wuchang's baby face was still smiling, but it made people feel chill all over. He looked at Li Yue'er and said slowly: "Li Yue'er, you are too greedy."

Li Yue'er shook and lowered her head very low.

Bai Wuchang threw out the ghost chain and tied it to her, "Let you know what Liu Yunqi will end up with, it depends on Lord Su's face. As for the ending of your husband, you are not qualified to know. Let's go and go back to the underworld with us obediently."

Li Yue'er didn't dare to resist, so she stood up obediently and followed behind him.

Hei Wuchang looked at the crack in the door beside him expressionlessly, then quickly turned his head and said goodbye to Su Muzhe with his younger brother. Then, dragging Li Yue'er's soul, the three ghosts disappeared into the underworld.

Gong Yang, who was lying outside the door and peeking at the door, happened to face Hei Wuchang with four eyes. He felt that those eyes were as deep and cold as two black holes, as if they were going to suck all the souls in. In the end, Gong Yang could not stop Hei Wuchang's evil aura, and he fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

So on this day, none of the people in the Gong family were sober.

Su Muzhe could only stare at this. He was quite kind and dragged Gong Yang to throw him onto the sofa. Then he sat opposite Gong Yang, almost staring at someone while eating-

I'm cheating my father, thinking that if I fainted, I wouldn't pay the reward? He hasn't earned money for a long time, so no one can think of damaging the part of the money he deserves!

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Gong Yang was awakened by the cold before he was in a coma. He was wearing thin clothes, and Su Muzhe didn't cover him when he threw him on the sofa. In addition, the air conditioner temperature in the hall was not high. It was inevitable that Gong Yang ghost was awakened by the cold.

He rubbed his temples and sat up from the sofa, feeling his mind was in chaos and he didn't remember much about what had happened before.

"Awaken?" A cool sound rang in the living room.

Gong Yang was shocked and woke up instantly. He looked at Su Muzhe with some guilt, "Wake up, wake up."

Su Muzhe took a sip of tea and glanced at the man, "Remember, don't be so curious in the future. Some things will directly kill you."

He really thought he didn't know that this guy was peeking outside just now, and Su Muzhe didn't know whether he should be bold or stupid.

Gong Yang was trained to be like a primary school student and could not speak.

Su Muzhe put the teacup on the table, "Okay, it's time for us to discuss the remuneration issue."

Gong Yang was stunned and asked stammered: "Has Li Yue'er's ghost been taken away?" Forgive him for not being able to hold on until he saw the ending with his own eyes.

Su Muzhe nodded, "She will not harass you again in the future, I promise you. Even if you don't believe it, you can come to me directly if you have any problems in the future."

"I believe it, I believe it." Gong Yang wiped a cold sweat, "Do you dare to ask Mr. Su how much reward he would have?"

Su Muzhe finally offered Gong Yang a price of 100,000 yuan - as he said before, he was here to slaughter fat sheep - Gong Yang also quickly transferred the money. Before leaving, Su Muzhe left him a sentence, "Do the matter between you and the one outside, and your wife, hurry up and deal with it, otherwise such a thing will happen in the future."

Gong Yang sat alone on the sofa, silent for a long time, and finally called the phone. Some things should indeed be resolved...

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The next day, after Su Muzhe finished his morning class, he returned to Su Ji and opened the store door.

This Saturday is Qingming Festival. He had promised his neighbors in Wuyanxiang to open the door to sell things.

It was past ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun was warm but not hot. When it shone on people, it was really comfortable. Su Muzha lay on the counter, bathing in the warm sunshine on his upper body, and he was about to fall asleep comfortably.

"Dangdangdang..." Someone reached out and knocked on the glass on the counter.

Su Muzhe raised his head in confusion. The first thing he saw was an extremely delicate hand, with long five fingers, but some thin calluses appeared on the inside of his palm. Looking up along the finger, the owner of the hand was an unexpected person.

——It is the young girl who had met Su Muzhe, a transfer student in their young apprentice class.

The little girl had a beautiful face and a pair of dark black eyes staring at Su Muzhe. She was still carrying her huge backpack today, and her tightly wrapped ancient knife was hanging behind the backpack. Such a strange dress attracted passers-by to look at each other, but the little girl seemed to not see it and didn't care at all.

Su Muzhe was stunned for a moment and smiled at the little girl, "Hello, what do you need?"

The little girl's eyes looked at him carefully like a detector, but said, "Mr. Su, have you solved that thing?"

This was the first time Su Muzhe heard her voice. The little girl's voice was not as crisp as her peers, but a little hoarse, but it wasn't too bad.

And what she said was also unfinished. Su Muzhai thought for a moment and asked, "Are you talking about Zhao Lin?"

"I don't know who Zhao Lin is, but if it were the woman who came to our school that day, that would be it."

Su Muzhe thought she was quite interesting, "You know... she bumped into that thing?"

The little girl nodded, "I can tell from the first time she came to school. I know Mr. Su's identity, but I don't know that Mr. Su is so powerful."

If it were her, it might have taken three or four days.

Su Muzhe laughed, "What are you doing when you tell me this?"

The little girl's expression became more serious, "I want to communicate with Lu Yun and exchange the content of Taoism that they have practiced, and I also want to make friends with her. I want Mr. Su to believe me, I have no malicious intentions towards Lu Yun."

Did you tell the parents in advance? Su Muzhe's smile became stronger and stronger, "This is a matter between you, so you don't have to tell me. If Xiaoyun could have a friend, I would naturally be very happy. But I can't judge whether you have any malice to her now. I just hope that your words are true."

The little girl nodded with serious eyes.

"Do you have anything to buy?" Su Muzhe asked with a smile.

The little girl said, "Yes, I want to buy a paper note girl, about eleven or twelve years old, and also some incense, candles, firecrackers and paper money. Please trouble Mr. Su."

The others were fine, but the paper buyer was very particular. Su Muzhe didn't ask much, but got up and went to find the paper money, incense, candles, firecrackers and other items that the girl asked for. He asked her to wait for a while. Then he went to the house and according to the girl's request, he tucked a paper man out at a very fast speed.

After packing everything, he took it out and handed it to the little girl. The girl was obviously satisfied and left after paying the money. Of course, Su Muzhe did not pretentiously give the girl the order. First, these things were not worth much money, and secondly, if the girl was exempted from the order, wouldn’t they feel dissatisfied with other familiar neighbors?

Later, many residents came to buy things. Li Hua's mother, Aunt Li, saw that Su Muzhe had worked hard, brought him a bowl of steamed meat.

"Xiao Su, do you have kites in your store?" The person asked was an old lady in her seventies. The old lady has not been in good health in recent years and doesn't go out frequently on weekdays, but before Qingming Festival, she would come to Su Muzhe's store to buy sacrificial things and go to visit her son who died in the fire.

Su Muzhe smiled at the old man and took a chair for the old man to sit first. "Yes, there are, grandma, do you still have the same style as last year?"

The old lady had a back on her ears. Su Muzhe repeated a sentence three or four times before she knew it clearly, "Yes, it's the same as last year."

Su Mu blocked the small ladder and went up to the floor of the shelf, lifted the oil paper laid on it to prevent moisture and dust, and then carefully turned out the kite that the old lady wanted from below.

——Flying kites when visiting graves to pay homage to the dead on Qingming Festival is an ancient custom. Some people think that the bad luck of the year can be placed in the kite, flew it into the air, and then use scissors to shorten the kite's string and let the kite fly away in the wind. In this way, the bad luck of the year can also fly away with the kite.

Of course, some people believe that by flying kites with the name of the deceased, those ghosts can successfully find their relatives and be able to reunite with their relatives on the Qingming Festival.

No matter which statement is said, after the memorial service is over, the kite must be kept for the purpose and must not be brought back. Otherwise, some bad things will be brought home.

Of course, with the development of the times, fewer and fewer people are carrying out this activity on Qingming Festival. In Wuyan Lane, only a few older people come to Suji to buy kites before Qingming Festival every year.

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Su Muzhe climbed down from the ladder, put the kite and other items in his hand in the bag, and handed it to the old lady. He reminded him carefully: "Grandma, you are old now and your legs are inconvenient. At that time, find a young man to help you flip the kite and hold it again. I dare not do it myself, it will be bad if it falls and touches it."
Chapter completed!