Chapter 557 Ask for the Way

Xu Que glanced at the old man simply.

The old man kept coughing, lying on the wall and couldn't breathe. He looked at Xu Que and then continued to cough.

Xu Que glanced at the old man and asked, "Old man, do you know how to get to House No. 360?"

Although Zhang Fangzheng gave the address here, it was too messy. Many messy houses have been built over the years. It is still difficult to find the courtyard house in a very short time.

So Xu Que simply asked for directions directly.

The old man was still coughing, but while coughing, he raised his head and asked, "No. 360, follow me, just in time, I'm going there too."

Xu Quidian nodded, "I'm in trouble, old man."

"Ahem... It's not trouble, it's not trouble. I rarely see young people coming in. Although I have two sons, I don't even know how to come back to see me during the Chinese New Year. Alas, young people are so bad now."

"Oh? So, it probably doesn't mean it is, it's also possible that you didn't educate them when they were young?" Xu Que said lightly.

"Maybe."

As he was talking, suddenly, a cry came from the front.

This is the crying sound of many people gathering together, as well as the sound of trumpets and bells...

Listening to these voices, Xu Que knew that there was a funeral in front of him.

"Someone in front died." Xu Que said.

"Yeah." The old man forgot to look at it, "When people die, living people are still quarreling, and the arguing makes people feel heartbroken. I am old and can't stand these things, so I'll go away."

"Yeah, it's been a pain for you."

"Our generation is used to suffering, it doesn't matter."

Xu Que and the old man finally walked to the door of the funeral.

This is also a house in a courtyard house.

In the middle of the house, there is a large coffin.

The surroundings are full of relatives and friends.

However, these people are basically divided into two factions.

People from each sect were tense and glaring at each other.

If the eyes could kill people, there would probably be a river of blood here.

At this moment, the trumpet and the mourning people stopped.

Two young men in their thirties stood in front of the coffin and shouted and fiercely.

The two of them look very similar, and even the look of looking at each other was almost carved from the same mold.

"Brother, Dad said three years ago that you will give me five houses. You have been away from home for five years. You will only know that you will come back after a person dies? How can it be so easy?"

"Wang Youlong, who is your brother? I have been away for five years and went abroad. I called my dad, but you were driven out by dad. Don't think I don't know, you still steal your dad's money."

"Stop quarrel, this money is mine, I am your stepmother, all these five houses belong to me."

Another old woman who looked over sixty years old walked out, and behind her, two young men, one man and one woman.

This young man's eyebrows are somewhat similar to the old woman, and he should be her children.

"Hey, when people die, everyone wants to come and fight for inheritance." The old man sighed.

Xu Que asked, "That old woman is really the stepmother of those two sons?"

"No, I used to be confused, I almost got married, but later I drove her away and she came again."

"So that's how it is." Xu Quidian nodded.

The two sons and the old woman started arguing again.

After a while, the old woman's son and daughter also joined the battle.

Both sides are in a trend of fighting.

The incense in front of the old man's coffin has long been extinguished.

Yellow dark paper flew everywhere, and finally, the eldest son picked up a stick and smashed it at the old woman.

The second son picked up the incense on the table and dispersed to the old woman's family.

Although the two sons were not in harmony, at this moment, they had a tacit understanding of the same hatred of the enemy.

It looks a bit funny.

The old woman and her family were not good at plagiarism. They grabbed the utensils at hand and began to smash them wildly.

And she threatened to smash this ghost place and not even make a funeral.

It doesn’t matter if the two sons are fighting, and they become more and more excited.

"You've made your funeral like this, don't you be angry." Xu Que suddenly looked at the old man and said.

This old man just died, and Xu Que really didn't know at first.

This is not to say his problem, because the dead ghosts at the beginning were all lonely souls and had no sanity.

And this old man was very sane, and he had no yin energy on his body, which meant that he had died and died perfectly.

There was no resentment, so Xu Que didn't see it at the beginning.

But after seeing the photo on the table, Xu Que understood.

The funeral here was held for him.

Xu Que didn't expect that even a ghost could be asked simply for a simple way.

The old man looked at Xu Que in surprise: "You can see it. Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"Since I can see you, I won't be so scared. Tell me, how did you become like this? I've been staying for several days, right?" Xu Que asked.

"Yeah, it's the third day, and in seven days, I'll come to see me."

"As for how I became like this, I don't know. I only remember that that night, I ate something casually and went to bed. I just closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes the next day, I found that I was dead."

Although the old man's tone was lonely, he revealed a hint of relaxation.

Suddenly, a group of people wearing bailiffs uniforms came from the alley.

The leaders were several men in suits.

As soon as these people came over, the chaotic situation in front of them finally stopped.

Some neighbors who watched the show also surrounded them.

The small alley was surrounded by water.

The three groups of people came forward and said they wanted to seek justice from the judge.

At this time, a man in a suit came over, holding a document in his hand.

When I came here, I happened to pass by Xu Que.

Xu Que took a step back and the man flew straight past the old man's soul.

Uncontrollably, the man shivered and looked at Xu Que in surprise, wondering why the place was so cold.

The man shook his head strangely, without thinking too much, and then shouted: "Hello everyone, my name is Fang Litian, I am the lawyer of the deceased and the client."

"Lawyer? My dad hired a lawyer?"

"That...you come here..." the old woman asked strangely.

She has only lived with the old man for a few months and does not know anyone around her at all.

Fang Litian said: "That's right. Before the old man died, he made a property notarization and a will, so it's useless for you to argue. All his property will be executed according to his will."

After saying this, the originally noisy place finally became quiet.

Xu Que glanced at the old man beside him in surprise.

The old man also looked over with a smile: "I knew this would happen, so I made a will before I died."

Xu Que gave a thumbs up: "It's amazing."

The old woman's face turned pale, as if she knew that she was self-aware and knew that the old man would not give her a inheritance, she couldn't help but curse in her hometown dialect.
Chapter completed!