The golden rooster broke at dawn, and it was another long-lost sunny day.

In the Weishui winter when there is heavy wind and snow, such sunny days are very rare.

Yu Chen got up from bed early. After cooking and eating, he wiped out all the tombstones on the Qingfeng Mausoleum. He took his time and returned to his daily life.

Xie Qing is investigating Xiao Zihua's matter.

And since the other party is guaranteed to find the person, he must be sure of it.

As for how he found it, it has nothing to do with Yu Chen.

Snakes have their own ways, rats have their own ways. As the leader of a well-known gang in the south of Weishui City, Xie Qing naturally has his own way.

All Yu Chen has to do is wait.

After cleaning the Qingfengling Mausoleum, it was almost noon.

As soon as Yu Chen finished cooking the food, the strange tunes of the corpse mover could be heard outside the house.

Yu Chen's face darkened.

Isn't this guy just here because of a meal problem?

"Gravekeeper!"

Like a noisy crow, the rough voice of the corpse mover sounded outside.

Yu Chen opened the door and was faced with the big face of the corpse mover. He chuckled and said, "The weather is really nice today!"

Yu Chen sighed and looked behind him, but didn't see the familiar cart. He asked curiously, "No work to do today?"

"No, there aren't any corpses today - those dead ghosts are sensible enough to give us a holiday in such nice weather." The corpse mover said nonsensical nonsense and walked around Yu Chen.

We sat down at the old table.

"Then why did you come to the grave for nothing?" Yu Chen rolled his eyes.

"Hey, isn't the Temple of the Five Internal Organs empty? I'm looking for your help?" The corpse mover patted his head and pointed at the table: "Hey, it's so delicious! Steamed big fish! Boiled meat slices! And there are

…Scallion and tofu?”

He sat down unceremoniously, taking a bite of meat and a bite of fish, and exclaimed, "Well, the craftsmanship is getting better and better! Come, eat, you're welcome, just treat it as your own home!"

Yu Chen: "..."

Is there a possibility? That is to say, it is just a possibility. Although it may not be correct, I still want to say it.

——This is my home!

But the corpse mover was already eating with chopsticks. Yu Chen had no choice but to pick up the bowl and chopsticks and start eating.

During this period, the body mover also asked him if he had become rich because he had been eating so well recently.

Yu Chen only said that the day of exile was coming, so he would use the money he had saved over the years to eat well before setting out on his journey.

The corpse mover mentioned it again half-jokingly, saying that he would find connections to prevent Yu Chen from being exiled.

While they were talking, the two low-life guys were like starving ghosts and cleared the food on the table in two quarters of an hour.

At the end, the corpse mover wiped his mouth, burped, and said: "The gravekeeper, I came here today to say goodbye to you."

Yu Chen was about to put down his bowl and chopsticks when he paused and said, "You want to leave?"

"Something happened, I have to leave for a few days."

The corpse mover nodded, "There is a place outside Weishui City that has accumulated some filth over the years. Let's clean it up."

He patted his head and laughed: "Gravekeepers, you don't know, right? Before doing this job of moving corpses, we used to be street sweepers!"

Yu Chen shook his head, he really didn't know about this.

But it doesn't rule out that this guy is making up nonsense. After all, a martial arts master in the Xiantian realm, whether he is moving corpses or sweeping the streets, cannot match his status.

After a few words of greeting, the corpse mover stood up and stretched before going down the mountain after having enough wine and food.

Yu Chen sent him to the county and also bought some vegetables and meat to go up the mountain.

Under broad daylight, on the streets of the county town, I suddenly heard a burst of mournful music coming from the streets.

Not long after, a massive funeral procession appeared in front of them.

I saw that this funeral procession was quite huge, with music playing in the front and harps behind it. Even the Taoist priests who opened the way were seven or eight, holding peach swords, carrying bright lanterns, and hanging yellow talismans, walking all the way! As for the coffin, there were even more

It was so bright that Yu Chen couldn't understand the material, but at a glance he felt it was expensive.

As such a huge funeral procession passed through the streets, it naturally attracted many people to stop and watch.

In front of the coffin, a portrait hangs. The portrait appears to be that of an honest and honest young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Just listen to the people around me muttering,

"Isn't this this little fool from the Wang family actually dead?"

"What a fool, he's an infatuated person!"

"The Wang family is really interesting. They didn't care about others when they were alive, but now they create such a big show when they are dead!"

"..."

Among the many gossips of the people, Yu Chen finally understood some of them.

He didn't know the young man in the portrait, but he was very familiar with the Wang family.

The Wang family of Tianqiao monopolized 90% of the medicinal herbs and timber business in Weishui, and made a lot of money!

——The old man from the Wang family paid for half of the money under Yu Chen’s bed!

"Tsk, how pitiful." At this time, the corpse mover muttered to the side.

Yu Chen looked up.

He explained:

"The doll on this portrait seems to be named Wang Ling. It seems to be the child of a concubine of the second master of the Wang family. However, because the little guy was mentally ill and his mother died early, he was abandoned by the Wang family after he was thirteen.

I went to a wood carving factory underneath the industry and ignored it.

A few days ago, when we were eating and drinking at the Wang family's Tiger Head Banquet, he was also there. I didn't expect that he would die today."

Yu Chen listened and nodded slowly.

As soon as the funeral procession passed, the streets and alleys became lively again, and Yu Chen heard from the people around him about the cause of Wang Ling's death.

"This kid is also guilty. I heard that he choked on the steamed buns this morning. He has a bad mind and doesn't know how to speak. This makes the kid next to him who is also working in a hurry and doesn't know what to do. He is waiting to be sent to the hospital.

At that time, I breathed my last!"

"..."

After a long discussion, the melon-eating crowd dispersed.

But Yu Chen looked at the place where the funeral procession had passed.

Among the people passing by, there was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, his figure was illusory, his feet did not touch the ground, and he was looking at him with a stupid smile!

——An unfulfilled wish.

This young man with a serious brain condition has an unrequited wish and will never die in peace!

"Wake up!"

The corpse mover patted Yu Chen, who was in a daze, and then the latter realized what he was doing and watched the funeral procession heading towards Mingyue Mausoleum on the mountain.

"This evil kid! I heard that not only is he mentally ill, but he is also an infatuated person who has been taken advantage of!"

The corpse mover also looked in that direction and sighed.

During the chat, Yu Chen also learned about Wang Ling's story.

Let’s also say that when this child was born, his brain was not working very well. To put it mildly, he was mentally retarded. He would smile stupidly and say nothing in one day.

As for the entire Wang family, no one wanted to talk to him except his mother.

But the good times did not last long. When Wang Ling was eight or nine years old, his mother fell ill due to cold and died.

He is a fool, so naturally he is even more unpopular.

Although Wang Ling was stupid, he seemed to have some talent in carving, so in order to stay out of sight and out of mind, the Wang family assigned him to work in a wood carving workshop under the same industry, and he worked there for several years.

Until now, when people die, they are buried in a pretense of grandeur.

But if that's all, it won't make people talk about Wang Ling. After all, which street doesn't have a few fools?

What really makes Wang Ling popular is that he seems to be in love with a certain woman.

——Since he went to work in the wood carving factory, he often saved money, bought some flowers and jewelry, and even carved some beautiful wood carvings in his spare time.

His co-workers asked him what he was doing with these things, but he just smiled stupidly and said they were for giving away.

How can this worker not understand?

I guess this silly boy is probably in love!

But this is no big deal.
To be continued...