The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

"Agarwood, I really want to kill you..."

After He Chongtian said this, he groaned, his body slipped from the wall, and he passed out.

Chenxiang drew back the knife that stunned him, wondering if she had struck too hard...

She squatted down with her back to He Chongtian, took his arms back and put them on her shoulders, leaned forward and slowly stood up.

The man's weight was solid, and the muscles and bones on his body were hard.

Chen Xiangyin stood up completely, bending his waist to almost ninety degrees, and his feet were still dragging on the ground.

no solution anymore……

Chen Xiangyin just carried the crane to the sky. If he took a step, his feet would stumble.

Returning to Chai Wei's house again, Chai Wei looked helplessly at Chen Xiangyin, opened her mouth and hesitated to speak.

She has no other thoughts to care about others now, and He Soaring into the sky and fainting are not enough to make her wonder what happened.

"Now, I only have Xiaofeng left..." Chai Wei murmured.

"Oil...salt...don't...enter..." Chen Xiangyin gasped a little. He Chongtian was much heavier than she expected. He usually looked quite thin, so why was he so heavy.

After finally throwing him onto the sofa, Chen Xiang let out a long breath and said to Chai Wei, "You will not survive if you do your own thing."

Chai Wei: "But...the other half is the family member you choose. If your family member makes a mistake, will you care whether he lives or lives?"

Chai Wei raised her face and smiled bitterly, "I know that he is not good, and I also know that he may not love me that much, but my feelings for him do not depend on his feelings for me."

Chen Xiangyin sat next to the sofa where He Chongtian was placed, leaning against his legs, reaching into his pocket and taking out a cigarette, "The person you love most should be yourself."

Chai Wei: "Yes, but I don't want Xiaofeng to die. In my most difficult and darkest moments, he accompanied me here. Even if things have changed now, those moments that have happened in the past have not changed. Just treat me as Return it to him, can you help me?"

Agarwood lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, looked at Chai Wei with burning eyes through the smoke, and said nothing.

Everyone is awake and scolding the love brain.

Chen Xiangyin himself also looked down on people who were stubborn and devoted themselves to their feelings.

But think about it carefully, isn’t this the kind of love that was praised before?

If you don't love me, it doesn't affect my love for you. The love I give is always generous and available.

Just because she is a woman, she is always labeled as "stupid", "short-sighted", "not self-loving" and other prejudices.

If a man is infatuated, there will probably be a large group of girls singing his praises and admiring him.

Chen Xiangyin said, "You just asked me the question. If my relatives want to kill me, I will save his life and then cut off the relationship. What about you?"

Chai Wei's eyes were not focused and she was lost in thought. It took a long time, long enough to prove that she had really thought deeply about it.

"Me too."

"Can you do it?" Chen Xiang asked.

Chai Wei curled her lips: "Because grandma was here, I never left the capital. In any case, I will leave here after this period of time."

"Okay." Chen Xiangyin put out the cigarette butt on the peel of the table, "But you will be in danger, are you sure you have thought about it?"

Chai Wei hummed, "What do you need me to do?"

Chen Xiang glanced at the old man who raised his head and opened his mouth: "First contact the funeral home to take care of your grandma's funeral."

……

When He Chongtian woke up, Chen Xiangyin was making a list.

Chai Wei is young and doesn’t know anyone who knows funerals. The one-stop service in Beijing would cost her a year’s salary.

Chai Wei doesn't have many relatives at home. The old man died suddenly and needs to be laid to rest as soon as possible.

Chen Xiangyin tore off the list, folded it into a piece of paper, turned around and glanced at He Chongtian, "Are you awake?"

He Chongtian hummed in confusion.

"Do you still want to kill me?" Chen Xiang asked.

He Chongtian shook his head, pinched his eyebrows, and smiled suddenly.

He was afraid that he would hurt Chen Xiangyin, and he was really worried.

This woman strikes quickly and darkly, and she can come back to life even after she dies.

Chen Xiangyin was worried that Chai Wei would be left alone, leaving He Chongtian there, so she went to buy it herself.

There is a funeral supplies store not far away.

The shop was cool and dark, with a smell of old tung oil. In addition to the stench of tung oil, there was also a faint smell of rosin.

There was only one clerk in the store. Looking at Chen Xiangyin's dress, he thought there was a big deal.

It wasn't until Chen Xiangyin took out his dragon-slaying machete to haggle over the price that the originally lifeless shop suddenly became lively.

The waiter shouted anxiously: "Where can I negotiate the price when buying a shroud? You girl is too unfilial!"

Chen Xiangyin said unhurriedly: "First, be filial when you are alive, and be simple after death. Second, if I were not in a hurry, I would have cut the price of your thing in half. Third, it is just a bargaining, and there is no such thing as a bargain." A good thing is good, and good people will be happy on the road to hell if they know that I am diligent and frugal.”

The waiter thought Chen Xiangyin had finished speaking, so he rolled up his sleeves and was about to argue: "I——"

"Fourth." Chen Xiang said in a bright voice, "I know more about funerals than you do, so just accept it."

After saying that, Agarwood snapped his fingers in front of the waiter, and the agarwood column in front of the waiter suddenly broke.

The guy's expression immediately changed and he thought it was really evil! !

Chen Xiangyin didn't give him much chance to react, and went straight to the shroud rack to choose.

"It's cold down here. Pure cotton keeps you warm. The old lady's zodiac sign is Wood, so she wants this green one." She picked it up, put it on the table, and looked at the urn again.

"The craftsmanship on display outside is not very good and will not last for decades... Are there any good ones?"

The clerk was stunned for a moment: "Ah...yes, yes, yes! I'll get it for you!"

The guy wiped his sweat and said to himself that this girl could obviously rob him, but she gave him money and let him make some money...

"Exquisite local pine wood products are sold on consignment by craftsmen. They are cheap and there are no special items. If you are an expert, you will know it by just looking at it."

The guy praised and took out the urn.

Agarwood makes me feel nauseated subconsciously due to the smell of rosin.

It is indeed a well-crafted box, but... there is resentment.

"Where did you get this?" Chen Xiang asked.

"There is a monk in the suburbs of Beijing. He also subsidizes the expenses, otherwise he would not be involved in tacky business."

"Shou Zhen?"

"You know him!" The clerk slapped his forehead, "Yes, that's him. Doesn't he have a forest farm? The pine wood is directly supplied to several coffin factories, and he makes urns from the remaining scraps."

Chen Xiangyin wondered, "How can he spend so much money guarding a temple alone?"

"You don't know something about this. Monk Shouzhen does charity. He donates a lot of money every year. From what he said, it seems that he mainly donates it to the orphanage."

Death and rebirth, while making money from the dead on coffins and urns, they also donate money to new lives full of hope.

interesting.

Keeping the truth with a face full of detachment from the world is not as simple as it seems.

Chen Xiangyin suddenly realized that Xuan Guo indirectly caused the subsequent conflict precisely because Shouzhen proposed to tell him a fortune.

The semantics of the signature and reconciliation at that time were somewhat biased.

Ominous wood, coffin, Wangeng Temple, pine forest...

She has to go to Yuntanzhou again!