Chapter 83: Righteousness of Heaven and Earth (2)

The two policemen on duty outside heard something was wrong in the house, immediately drew their guns and opened the door vigilantly.

Yin Hui spread his hands: "Well, Mayor Huang is almost healed now, and he sang a high note just now! I'll report it to your inspector and transfer him back to prison. Also, here is Huang Chen's confession, admitting that he took advantage of

He holds a government position and works in cahoots with local underworld organizations."

"Yin Hui, I am your ancestor."

Behind him, Huang Chen's cursing voice came.

Yin Hui smiled and said: "My ancestor has turned into a ghost a long time ago. If you want to kill him, you have to go down non-stop!"

At this point, he added another sentence: "By the way, look at my memory. Remember to let me know before you leave, and I will build a donkey cart for you. Don't worry, for the sake of our acquaintance, I'll give you a 20% discount!"

A blood arrow spurted out from his mouth, and Huang Chen looked up and fell.

Outside the hospital, the light is bright, and the warm sunshine shuttles through the gaps between the leaves. It is soothing and long.

The fragrance of red sandalwood filled the streets, filling all the emptiness between heaven and earth. As she watched, Yin Hui slowly narrowed her eyes and felt the plants and trees around her.

"Yin Hui, why are you here?" Ouyang Xue came down from the stairs, wearing a denim casual suit, and suddenly changed her image. Not to mention, it really made Yin Hui feel amazing.

"It's okay, I just came to see an old friend." Yin Hui smiled kindly at her and prepared to walk away.

"I'll trouble you to appear in court as a witness to correct Huang Chen in three days!" Ouyang Xue looked at Yin Hui expectantly.

"Well, don't worry, I will appear in court for both public and private matters." Yin Hui nodded.

"In addition, I'm very sorry about Mr. Zhao. I misunderstood you before, so you won't take it to heart." Ouyang Xue's face turned red. This must be the first time this rich girl has apologized to someone, Yin Hui

There was some stiffness and reluctance on her face.

"Well, it's nothing." Yin Hui waved his hand indifferently.

"If nothing happens, I'll leave."

"By the way... Yin Hui, you have helped me so much. I don't know if I have time. I would like to treat you to a meal and... I also want to discuss with you about your assistant." It seems that Ouyang Xue

Still unwilling to let go of myself!

"Well... do you think a person like me can do anything down-to-earth? That's it, I'm leaving now. If you have anything to do, I'll talk about it next time. My business volume is quite large." After saying that, Yin

Hui didn't answer anymore, turned around, and left.

Looking at Yin Hui's graceful figure, Ouyang Xue shook her head angrily: "What a weirdo." Then he turned around and walked into the hospital. He saw a can on the way and kicked it up without thinking, but

, the can did not fly out because of this. On the contrary, Ouyang Xue picked up her feet in pain and stood there for a while.

She deserved her bad luck. She squatted down and took a closer look, only to find that someone had dug a hole in the bottom of the can and put it on a water valve like a prank...

"What bastard did this? Shoot, shoot!"

Yin Hui had a dream. In the dream, Old Zhaotou told himself that he had settled in the underworld, but the underworld was now overcrowded. The steam trains bound for Yangguan Road every day were packed like a hornet's nest. A conservative estimate is that the old man

Zhao Tou wants to get the train ticket for at least ten years, so he must wipe his tears first.

In addition, he repeatedly asked Yin Hui to burn more gold ingots. There was no other way. There was also a financial crisis in the underworld. So, if you want to buy a box of cigarettes, you have to use a sack to carry the green notes of Tiandi Bank, and then burn a more beautiful house.

, there is no special request. Also, if possible, bury his body! Maoshan’s rules cannot be broken.

Next, it was the old man's turn to be proud, saying that he was a good man in the third generation, and in this reincarnation, he was destined to become the second generation of rich people, who would then come to harm society. Looking at his pride, Yin Hui was also happy.

Before he knew it, he woke up from the dream. Yin Hui touched the pillow cover and found it was wet. He had no idea whether the scene in the dream was true or false. After all, no one had ever really been to the underworld. As for the steam locomotive, maybe

Are people also embracing reform and opening up?

No matter what, it's always good to have expectations, isn't it?

The funeral of Lao Zhaotou is over. He is buried in the funeral parlor. The grave is not big. In order to prevent it from being too prominent, it is only one head higher than other small tombs containing urns. However, this was carefully selected by Yin Hui.

A good point, hiding wind and dew, and two dragons dotting the eyes, is a hole within a hole. Yin Hui dug a rough pit with a shovel, and put the coffin of Old Zhaotou into it with a few strong men.

The coffin is made of fine red cedar wood. In order to obtain the materials, Director Zhou went through many channels for this purpose.

"Have a nice trip, old man!" After saying that, Yin Hui covered Zhao Deshui's face with the first shovelful of soil.

Then he lifted the soil on the coffin with shovel after shovel. Watching the coffin being buried little by little by the loess, Yin Hui felt a little uncomfortable. After setting up the tombstone, he looked at Zhao Deshui's voice and smile on the tombstone.

He felt as if his face was wet by raindrops, and the water flowed down his face.

Yin Hui licked it subconsciously. It was salty and filled with tears.

He kowtowed to Zhao Deshui three times. After kowtowing, he found traces of blood on the marble in front of him. Yin Hui wiped the blood on his forehead and turned to leave.

As a descendant of the old man, all he has left in this world is this piece of loess and a tombstone.

After the wisteria flowers have passed, they become dead branches.

In fact, Lao Zhaotou is really kind to me, and there is no need for too many words between men. This old guy has already regarded Yin Hui as his own son.

Thinking of what Zhao Deshui said to him before his death, Yin Hui understood in his heart that although Maoshan Taoism would disappear in modern society sooner or later like other ancient things, old Zhao Tou still hoped that he could continue to carry it forward. After all, in this society

There are too many dark things. Without Maoshan Taoism, more evil would breed.

You must know that Tao is the righteousness of heaven and earth, and Tao is the bright universe!

After walking out of Cemetery No. 3, looking back, the sky was clear and the air was clear.

So Yin Hui acquiesced. He has not lost his original intention and will continue to fulfill his... mission!

Back in the community, when packing up Zhao Deshui's belongings, Yin Hui found a small package from his cabinet. After opening it, it was full of honorary certificates for various hope projects. Yin Hui opened one at random and saw that something had fallen out of it.

A photo was released, showing Zhao Deshui and a group of children. The background was a dilapidated school. The children were all pitch black, and what left an impression were their eager eyes.

Certificate, all the teachers and students of Liupanshan Hope Primary School thank Mr. Zhao Deshui.

Only now did Yin Hui know why this old man with a monthly salary of tens of thousands had been so frugal. Even the teapot used to drink water turned yellow and black. He finally understood where Old Zhaotou's money had gone.

Looking through these certificates and letters of thanks, Yin Hui became more and more surprised. He never expected that this old guy was the honorary principal of a certain Hope Primary School. How impressive was he? As he turned over it, tears fell from his eyes.

"Old man, I understand, good people will eventually be rewarded!" Thinking of her dream, in which Old Zhao was picking his nose and was so proud of himself when he mentioned that he was going to be reincarnated into a rich second generation, Yin Hui couldn't help but feel

Tears turn into laughter.

On the old black and white TV in the living room, the recently popular "Infernal Affairs 3" is playing. The picture is frozen. Chen Daoming is wearing a broad-shouldered black coat, holding a cigarette in his mouth like a pretense, looking at the blue sky, recalling Tony Leung Chiu-wai's life before his death.

Scene after scene, he calmly said to the people around him: "Some people still have to do some things!"
Chapter completed!