The woman playing the pipa heard someone coming out and picked up a leaf from the ground. With a finger, the leaf suddenly turned into a wooden cart. There was a man lying on the wooden cart, covered with straw.

The immortal art she used was just an illusion technique commonly used by immortal cultivators. It was used to confuse people's eyes, and cars and people were both false.

If you want to turn leaves into real wooden carts and people, you must have magical powers that can reach the sky and the earth. However, even if it is an illusion, the powerful immortal cultivator will not be able to see it if he does not deliberately check it.

Qin Yifan and Huang Yirong walked out of the school and saw a woman in mourning clothes, covered with mourning clothes, and a grass marker was inserted on her head. She knelt on the ground, holding a pipa in her hand and playing.

There was a piece of paper in front of me with a few big words written on it: Selling oneself to bury my father.

There are also a few lines of small words written below: The little girl is from Chongzhou. Her hometown was plagued by a demon, and she fled to a precious place with her father. On the way, her father was infected with a serious illness and unfortunately died. She begged a kind-hearted man to pay five taels of silver to bury her father. The little girl is willing to be a slave and a servant, serve her, and will repay her with her in the next life...

"Brother Qin, she is so pitiful." Huang Yirong looked at the words written on it, and was infected by her sad song. She was so moved that she almost burst into tears and said to Qin Yifan.

However, Qin Yifan frowned slightly: She wanted to sell herself to bury her father, so she should go to the market. Why did she come to the entrance of the school? Could it be for me?

But then shook his head: I am too arrogant to myself. I don’t know how to cultivate immortals, and I don’t have money, why should others come to me?

Is there anything I want to think of, and do I greedy for my bodybuilder like a bodybuilder?

Stop thinking about it.

This should be just a coincidence. Judging from the fact that this woman has a delicate skin and tender flesh, she should have been born in a good family. Only when her family is well off can she have money to learn to play the pipa. Moreover, there are basically few women from rich families who do not understand the world and can understand the way of the world. It is understandable that she sells herself to bury her father at the entrance of the school.

And she also wrote that her family was suffering from a demon disaster. Even if her family is rich and she can't cultivate immortals, it is useless to encounter demon disasters.

After a little look at her face, she saw that she looked plain and had a few spots on her face. However, her figure was so exquisite that it made people bleeding.

"Brother, please be good, please pity me, please help me bury my father." The woman in the filial piety wiped her tears, looked at Qin Yifan with begging eyes, and said.

"this……"

"Brother Qin, just help her. She is so pitiful." Huang Yirong said.

"I'll help you too, but I've given my money to the mayor." Qin Yifan said.

Seeing this woman playing the pipa, she naturally felt a sense of intimacy in her heart. Looking at her life experience, it was indeed a bit pitiful. A woman was alone and her father died, and no relatives and friends helped her, so she felt compassion. But helplessly, he was short of money.

"I'll pay this money." Huang Yirong said. He took out a ingot of ten taels of silver from his arms and handed it to the woman: "Girl, you can use this money to bury your father. It's so pitiful. Do you want me to find someone to help you?"

"Thank you, ma'am... no need, I will bury my father myself. If you bury the deceased, don't implicate the girl." He said to Qin Yifan again, "Mr. Qin, after the little girl burys her father, go to the mansion and be a maid for her."

"Be a maid for me? It's not my money to help you." Qin Yifan said, "It's better to do this. If you really don't have a place to go, how about going to the Huang family's restaurant to work as a dishwasher?"

The woman who sold herself to bury her father became silent after hearing this, as if she was thinking about something.

"Brother Qin, I have already said that I paid for you this money. She should be grateful to you." Huang Yirong said, "And recently my restaurant business is deserted and not in possession. My mother likes to talk nonsense. This girl was born in a famous family, so it is not suitable to go to my house."

"Thank you for understanding the little girl's difficulties. I just want to be a maid in the Qin Gong's house." The woman said: "I just listened to Mr. Qin's lecture and admired Mr. Qin's knowledge very much. Moreover, Mr. Qin is kind to others and will definitely treat me well..."

"This..." Qin Yifan was in trouble. She seemed to have to follow her. But then she thought that her Yifan Jingzhai was indeed a little better than the Huang family wine shop. The Huang family wine shop deals with food, rice, oil and salt all day long, and Yifan Jingzhai is full of books.

She is a woman of good background and is indeed more willing to work in Yifan Jingzhai.

Moreover, from ancient times to the present, it seems that a woman who sells herself to bury her father finally follows a woman. What can she do with a woman? Can she be sisters with her?

And following a man seems to be more likely to have stories about talented men and beautiful women.

However, this woman has an average appearance and is definitely not a beautiful woman.

"Brother Qin, you live alone, and you really need a careful maid to take care of you." Huang Yirong tried her best to accomplish this, "and she can also play the pipa, and Brother Qin can play the piano. Don't you have a common hobby with Brother Qin?"

Huang Yirong didn't insist on pushing other women to Qin Yifan, but saw that she looked average and was far inferior to her, and felt that she could feel relieved.

Since there is no need to worry, we have to consider everything for the convenience of Qin Yifan's life.

"Qin Gong can do the piano skills?" The woman said in surprise. "Qin Gong is not only knowledgeable, but also good at piano skills. It is my blessing for me to be a maid by Qin Gong... Moreover, I have never done any rough work since I was a child and can't do female workers or wash dishes at all."

"I can't do rough work?" Qin Yifan was speechless. What's the point of being a maid who can't do rough work? Moreover, she is not very beautiful.

"I don't know how to do anything at all," the woman said. "I can lit a furnace of sandalwood for my husband while I play the piano, and grind the ink for my husband when I paint..."

"In this case, what's the difference between you and me? They are all doing some simple work." Qin Yifan said: "If you really want to be my maid, you must clean me up and wash clothes... As for the incense and grinding ink, I will do it myself."

There was a woman who helped me to light incense and grind ink, and she seemed to be more handsome when painting and playing the piano. However, Qin Yifan felt that she had not reached the level of handsome yet.

"Okay, the little girl must learn... to do these... rough work." The woman said.

"Okay, that's it. You can find someone to bury your father first." Qin Yifan said, "After the matter is settled, go to Xitou Yifan Jingzhai to find me."
Chapter completed!