Urban Witcher

In the evening in front of Xiao Ma's grave, Lao Guo called and heard that Ye Shaoyang was in the cemetery, saying that things were ready and he rushed over now.

Ye Shaoyang waited until Lao Guo arrived, and saw that he was holding two folding shovels and a bulging woven bag in his hand, throwing them on the ground, sat down to pant, and laid out several lunch boxes.

"Didn't eat, I bought you some stewed vegetables, just for us to drink too."

Ye Shaoyang grabbed the small half bottle of Erguotou from the ground, and said with a smile, "Will you drink what's left?"

Lao Guo was a little embarrassed and said, "I was in a bad mood yesterday, so I came here to accompany him."

Ye Shaoyang said: "His soul is not here, he can't hear what you say."

Old Guo shrugged, "Just give yourself a comfort, otherwise what should I do, I can't go to the underworld to look for him, and I can't find him, so I can only talk to the corpse. Didn't you stay here for a long time? ?”

The two of them arranged the stewed vegetables, among which was Xiaoma's favorite pork head. Lao Guo got some pork head meat into the pony altar, opened a can of beer, and placed it on the altar.

Then the two ate and drank in front of the portrait of the pony.

On the portrait of the pony is a photo of laughing heartily, as if looking at the two of them.

Lao Guo had a few glasses of wine, his eye sockets became a little moist, he sighed, and scolded: "You think Xiao Ma is a fool, why did he fall in love with someone like Wang Ping, there are so many good girls in the world, but he just looks Such a person, alas, is also destined to have such a calamity!"

Ye Shaoyang glanced at the portrait, and said: "There are so many good girls in the world, most people look down on him."

"It's all dead and you'll pay for it!" Old Guo said angrily, "I think Xiaoma is pretty good. To tell you the truth, if Wang Ping hadn't been around, I would have thought about introducing Xiaoyu to him."

Ye Shaoyang said in surprise: "Are you sure Xiaoyu can agree?"

Lao Guo stared, "It's her turn to disagree with the order of her parents!"

"Hmph, I'm afraid you're just bragging. Can you control your daughter's temper?"

Old Guo fell silent.

Ye Shaoyang looked at Xiao Ma's portrait and said, "But speaking of it, if you had introduced Xiao Yu to Xiao Ma earlier, maybe there would be nothing wrong with Wang Ping."

"So, everything is doomed."

Old Guo sighed, pointing at the portrait of the pony and said, "This Er Bi, when his spirit comes back to life, I must give him a good scolding!"

Ye Shaoyang's heart moved, "Do you believe that Daofeng will be able to help him revive?"

Lao Guo said: "You and Daofeng grew up together, you should know him better than me, this guy must be sure of everything he does. Even if he says he wants to pull Lord Hell down, I firmly believe it!"

Ye Shaoyang said lightly: "I hope this time, he won't let me down."

After eating, Lao Guo threw away the rubbish, seeing that it was still early, so he sat and chatted.

Lao Guo told Ye Shaoyang that Sibao had already returned to Wuzhou Mountain, saying that he was going back to cultivate his Zen mind, but he didn't say goodbye to him because he was in a bad mood and came back after a while.

When the phone rang, Ye Shaoyang picked it up and looked, his brows immediately frowned.

"Who is calling?" Lao Guo asked casually.

"Your daughter."

"Fuck!" Lao Guo came up to grab the phone.

"I'm kidding, Ma Cheng."

Lao Guo was taken aback, "Why is this guy calling you? Could it be related to the cemetery?"

It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

Ye Shaoyang's heart moved and he connected the phone.

"Tianshi Ye, I haven't contacted you for a long time."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, but a girl snatched the phone suddenly, and said, "Master, my condolences have changed."

Ye Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and could hardly hear a voice, but there was only one person who could call him master, and said, "Xiaorui?"

"It's me, Master, I'm with Xiao Ma. Master, do you miss me?"

"Little horse!" Ye Shaoyang was stunned.

"Uh... Ma Cheng, I asked him to cross the river. Master, I know about brother Ma. I was practicing in other places at the time, so I didn't come back in time. I only found out today."

"Practice what?"

"I practice meditation in India, and I can't use my mobile phone, so I haven't contacted you recently. I just returned to China yesterday. Master, where are you now?"

Ye Shaoyang replied in front of Xiao Ma's grave.

"That's right, let's go over and worship."

Zhang Xiaorui asked for the address and said he would be there in a while.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Shaoyang told Lao Guo Yi about the matter.

Lao Guo analyzed: "It is impossible for Ma Cheng to come here to pay homage to the pony on purpose. He must have something to do when he came to see you."

"Maybe it's really related to the Sakura Garden."

Tan Xiaohui is inextricably related to Yinghuayuan, and being related to Yinghuayuan is tantamount to being related to Qin Xiaohui.

Ye Shaoyang thought for a while, but he didn't have a clue. Fortunately, Ma Cheng was coming, and he knew everything when he met and asked later.

Ye Shaoyang asked Lao Guo to take the things used to open the museum to Qin Xiaohui's grave, and went to wait for Ma Cheng outside the gate of the cemetery.

A man walked slowly outside the cemetery.

Ye Shaoyang was a little thirsty, so he went to the supermarket across the road to buy drinks. When paying, a guy next to him was also paying.

Ye Shaoyang lined up behind him, seeing the young man take out a hundred yuan to pay.

The clerk is a little girl with heavy makeup on her face, comparable to an Internet celebrity.

I borrowed the money and looked at it, stacked it with the rest of the hundred and stuffed it into the money box.

The young man waited for him to change the money, while counting the money in his wallet, he suddenly said: "I'm sorry, sister, when I just gave you the money, I might have put a small note in it. There is a phone number on it, which can help me find the money." Are you looking for it?"

"No way, it doesn't seem to be there." The girl was taken aback for a moment, without thinking too much, opened the money box, rummaged through it and said.

"There must be. I stuffed it among the bills, a small one, and it's gone."

The young man stretched out his hand and said, "Show me the money, it might be caught in your pile of money."

The little girl didn't think much, and gave him a stack of one hundred.

The young man took the money and turned it upside down on the counter, wondering: "I really don't have any. Forget it. I'll look for it again."

Return the money to the girl, but the girl didn't count it, so she put it away.

The young man also put his own money into the wallet, looking for it while walking out, with a hint of complacency in his eyes.

Suddenly, a person stood in front of him.

The young man turned sideways to pass, but the opponent immediately turned sideways again, blocking the way. There was a weird smile on his face.

The young man realized something was wrong, frowned, and said, "What are you doing in my way!"

Ye Shaoyang stretched out a hand to him, blinked and said: "You cheated three hundred just now, whoever sees it has a share, I will let you go if I share one hundred!"

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!" The young man blushed.

"Still pretending to be me?" Ye Shaoyang smiled.

"You had a stack of money in your left hand just now, your own. You took the money from the little girl and counted it, then with your left hand, you pulled three bills into your own money in your left hand.

The technique is good, the clothes are perfect, but it's a pity that the big brother is right behind you, and I can see it clearly. I said, just be generous, give me a hundred, how about I let you go? "

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