Chapter 81 The love between master and disciple

Ouyang Xuegang had just received the full confession from Director Zhou, and was planning how to start. He was so impatient that he was still circling outside the ward in the middle of the night.

Hearing Yin Hui's question, she casually glanced at her watch. It was five minutes to twelve and said, "It's already twelve o'clock."

"It's already past twelve o'clock?" Yin Hui suddenly became excited. He danced like a child and shouted excitedly in the room: "Master, you are sixty, you still made it to sixty after all.

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"Master, it's his sixtieth birthday. Master... it's his sixtieth birthday!"

Seeing his smile, Old Zhaotou also smiled. He smiled with satisfaction and relief. That smile was just like that of a dilapidated Taoist priest who saved the life of a dilapidated Taoist priest in a dilapidated Taoist temple in Maoshan more than fifty years ago.

He met a similarly down-and-out young boy, and from then on, a happy relationship between master and disciple was born.

If you get a master like this, you will have no regrets in this life!

Thinking of this, his eyes glowed unusually: "Boy, listen to me, this calamity... ahem, the old man is destined to not escape. Do you still remember the birthday you celebrated for me yesterday? That was ten

I have been the happiest in years. While eating cake, I was thinking, you are my son, Tang Yan is my daughter-in-law, and Feifei is like my granddaughter."

"Bah, bah, bah..." Shen Feifei wiped her tears in frustration and shouted in a lolita tone: "Who is the granddaughter of this bad old man like you? But... I promise you, if you can survive, I will

I will be your granddaughter. Grandpa, please don’t die. How boring it would be without you in the funeral home!" She has been in a honeypot since she was a child. She has experienced life and death there. Now that she sees her closest relatives dying, what can she do?

Can you not be sad?

"Cough cough cough..." Old Zhaotou tried hard to laugh, but the deathly air in his chest made him choke and he just coughed a few times: "Do you know what the tip bag your master's wife gave me is?"

Old Zhao put his trembling hands into his jacket pockets, and after a long time he fumbled out a kit, which was already stained with blood: "When people are dying, they will see some strange things, and here is

The strange thing your master saw. Boy, here it is..."

Seeing the old man who was speaking sonorously and with a lively expression, Yin Hui felt bitter in his heart. He knew that this was the last trick of Maoshan Taoism, "Heaven and Earth Live Together", and the user died frequently.

At this time, you can use this to gather all the potentials of the eight circumferential meridians into one line, allowing yourself to return to normal in a short period of time. However, this is tantamount to drinking poison to quench your thirst. The vitality in the body of the ascetic is certain. Burning it regardless of the cost,

On the contrary, it will speed up death.

"Haha, boy, in fact, what worries me the most is..." Lao Zhao's throat froze, his tongue was stuck in the middle, and he could no longer pronounce. He knew that his energy had run out, and he hurriedly grabbed Yin Hui in panic.

His hand grabbed Tang Yan's hand and stacked the two tightly together.

Seeing this scene, Yin Hui trembled and suddenly realized something. When he looked at Zhao Deshui again, he saw that he had quietly closed his eyes.

Trembling, she stretched out her hand to feel his breath. The tentacles were cold. At this moment, Yin Hui realized that the reason why the master held on until just now was not to see anyone, but because he wanted to persist in living to the age of sixty, and after his sixtieth birthday, he would be able to live for himself.

There can be no regrets and a little less sadness.

If you have such a teacher, what else can you ask for?

He held Lao Zhaotou's body tightly in his arms, first weeping silently, then bursting into tears, and finally burst into tears.

Director Zhou and several other etiquette officials were already waiting outside the ward. One of the middle-aged men was holding a set of shrouds embroidered with large golden copper coins. It seemed that after listening to the doctor's words,

They have already made a foolproof plan. At this moment, Director Zhou's face has deep-set eye sockets and is pale and sallow, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is clearly a sense of relief and vitality in the dimples. Yes.

, the heartache has been eliminated, Lao Zhaotou has been a life-saving grace to him, and the only thing he can do now is to do his best to send this old man away in glory.

The attending doctor walked in expressionlessly, touched Lao Zhao's head casually a few times, and after confirming that there were no signs of life, said his condolences, and then signed the death certificate.

There was a burst of crying in the ward. Director Zhou even wiped his red eyes, and joined hands with Yin Hui to put on a brand new shroud, shoes and socks for old Zhaotou. For the mortician, there is also something special about the final farewell.

They all wait until they die, taking advantage of the feeling of warmth in the body, to quickly change the clothes of the deceased. Otherwise, if you wait for an hour, the body of the deceased will be stiff, and it will be difficult to change clothes. If you die,

The heavy hand is also stained with the taboo of disrespecting the deceased.

But at this moment, the sound of a clock chiming could be heard in the city center. No one except Yin Hui paid attention.

But soon, all eyes were focused on Yin Hui, because his old face full of sadness was full of surprise at this moment.

The scene became quiet again, and only Yin Hui could be heard saying word by word: "What time is... now?"

Curator Zhou didn't understand what he meant, but he still raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Well, it's exactly twelve o'clock..."

"Director Zhou, can you show me your watch?" Yin Hui looked gloomy and scary. After all, he was half a lifesaver. Director Zhou didn't say much at the moment, quickly took off the gold Rolex watch and handed it over.

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Yin Hui took the gold watch and saw that the thick and short hands were still pointing in the direction of twelve o'clock, and the second hand had only moved a few dozen steps.

He pointed and looked at Yan Shifan with blazing eyes: "Didn't you tell me just now that it's past twelve o'clock?"

Ouyang Xue curled her lips and said indifferently: "Why do you have to be so accurate? Isn't it almost the same?"

"I told you to do it!" Yin Hui was furious, raised his right hand, and slapped Ouyang Xue hard in the face when she was unprepared.

"Bang!" The slap was loud and bright. It was like a bomb was dropped in the room.

Tang Yan was dumbfounded, Shen Feifei was dumbfounded, Director Zhou was dumbfounded, and the two accompanying police officers were also dumbfounded.

"You... do you know what you are doing?" Ouyang Xue covered half of her burning face. For some reason, when she saw Tang Yan, her heart was full of sourness, but more importantly, she was angry at the man in front of her.

It would have been better if she didn't mention it, but once she said it, Yin Hui was completely angered, and Yin Hui's expression was distorted: "If you hadn't told the time clearly without looking at the time, my master would have...lived past his sixtieth birthday!"

Upon hearing this trivial matter, Ouyang Xue suddenly opened her eyes and said loudly: "What did I do wrong? Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

"You made my master's last efforts go to waste, do you understand?" Yin Hui's eyes filled with tears, and she glared at Ouyang Xue. Those blood-red eyes gave people the impression that they were not a person, but a wolf, a wounded wolf!

The depression in his heart at this moment is something that no one can understand. Zhao Deshui exhausted all his potential and finally stayed up until late at night in order to live to the age of sixty so that his hard work would not be in vain. However, because of Ouyang Xue He was so casual that he reported for ten minutes in the morning, but as a result, Lao Zhaotou still failed to complete the goal, and he would never complete it...

But how could Ouyang Xue understand this strange logic? She just touched half of her burning face in grievance and said angrily: "It's only ten minutes short, why do you care so much? You... you are just attacking me." police!"

"You're going to catch me anyway, right?" Yin Hui smiled instead of getting angry: "How about I attack again?" After saying that, he slapped me again. This time, Ouyang Xue's left and right faces echoed each other.

Tang Yan's expression was frozen. Shen Feifei rubbed her eyes and pinched her arms, wondering if she was dreaming. Director Zhou's face looked like he had opened a miscellaneous shop, full of colors. The two policemen swallowed in fear. Saliva.

I'll be nice, this is their only thought at the moment.

Yin Hui didn't remember much about what happened that night. He only vaguely remembered that Ouyang Xue left crying in the end. The two policemen seemed to have patted him on the shoulders: "Brother, a pure man, a real man." !”

I opened my hair, took a comfortable bath, and my mind became clear. I was thinking about trivial matters.

Ding…………

The phone rang, and Yin Hui walked over and casually put the phone to her ear.

"Asshole, I'll settle the ledger with you after what happened last night. Now let's get down to business. Director Zhou has already confessed everything. This series of cases is directly related to a murder conspiracy ten years ago!" Ouyang Xue His voice was strange, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

A sad smile appeared on Yin Hui's lips. Human life is so fragile.

When he woke up in the morning, he felt that he had been too impulsive last night. After all, it was an unintentional mistake. The other party was a girl after all. It would be difficult to deal with any psychological trauma. Originally, he wanted to find a chance to apologize. But since the other party made the call first, let’s let the two sides talk about it separately!
Chapter completed!