"Brother, please calm down and explain clearly. What's going on."

I shook the beggar and asked. However, the beggar looked at me with wide eyes, as if he was afraid that I would run away. He grabbed me with his hands tightly.

Mr. Liu actually walked out of the back hall with a smile. He looked at me and asked, "Why did you bring this beggar in?"

"Old Liu, this guy can't drive him away no matter how hard he is. Don't you just want to give him some breakfast before letting him leave?"

I suddenly remembered. Mom, Mr. Liu gave me a test. Unexpectedly, Mr. Liu waved his hand and said, "Okay. Don't be busy anymore. Your test has been through. This 'beggar' An Jiadong has been waiting for you for more than a year."

"Waiting for me for more than a year. What does it mean?" I asked Mr. Liu in confusion.

"An Jiadong. Let's talk about it yourself." Old Liu looked at the beggar and said.

The beggar looked excited and quickly blurted out: "I originally had a car and a house at home. Life was endless. Who knew that the corpse-driver was so sinister. He cursed my father's body..."

"Okay." Old Liu hurriedly interrupted him and glared at him. Then he said, "This guy is called An Jiadong, and his father is An Dingguo. He was a gangster leader in this area before. I don't know how many bad things he did in his life. Last year, that guy in An Dingguo did all his bad things and finally was punished by God. While on the bridge, he stepped on a banana peel and fell into the river and drowned."

"No, a gangster can't swim." I raised my own doubts.

"Hmph. That guy did all his bad things. There are a lot of evil spirits and wild ghosts behind him every day. But he was scared by his fierce aura on weekdays and didn't dare to take action. Can those ghosts fall into the river still be able to get him up?"

"But An Dingguo did all his bad things in his life. He also had a good son. An Jiadong in front of you. When An Dingguo died, someone was fighting for the position of his elder brother. Originally, An Jiadong was the most qualified to sit in this position. But he only asked to be able to bury his father with great burial."

"In the end, those gangs will hit me. I will hit you. Let the police beat you all. Although An Jiadong is the son of Andingguo, he did not participate in those activities. There was nothing wrong. An Jiadong invited a Mr. Yin and Yang. He wanted to invite a corpse-driver to bury his father."

In the western part of Xiang, there are corpse-drivers who come to do such work. Most of them are Yin and Yang in the southwest. In the northeast, they are the great gods. In the north, they are Taoist Taoists.

"But the father of this corpse-driver was killed by An Dingguo. The corpse-driver held a grudge and actually hid An Dingguo in a corpse-raising place. This is not counting. He also inserted willow trees into the tomb... This is a way to harm people."

"In less than half a year, some of the savings left by An Dingguo disappeared. The An family became poor in an instant. An Jiadong's mother was unbearable and committed suicide. And An Jiadong found me and wanted me to help."

Mr. Liu talked for a long time and finally finished the matter. I looked at the 'beggar' buddy next to me. Unexpectedly, he still had a bitter history of blood and tears. I asked, "Mr. Liu, then why don't you help?"

"I don't have the habit of helping those who do evil in their lifetime. If you know his crime, you probably want it to never be reborn." Old Liu paused: "But this person in Andingguo is not good. But An Jiadong is not at fault. So I calculated that you would come here a year ago. Then I asked him to wait for you. As for whether to help him or not, it depends on your own."

"Uh. What kind of help do I need?" I said, "I don't understand these things either."

"Can you think you'll go to Qianzi Yong like this now?" Mr. Liu asked back.

When I heard what he said, I immediately said nothing. What he said was right. If I could not even deal with a corpse that was lying in the corpse-raising ground and even a corpse-making body, then don't go to Qianzi Yong. If I go, I will also seek death.

"Brother, please help my mother." An Jiadong looked at me carefully and asked, as if he was afraid that I would not agree. I nodded: "Don't worry. I'll take care of this."

Mr. Liu seemed to have been ready. He took out my black backpack and said, "This is your thing. The sword of the Jiangchen, and the several imperial edicts are all inside."

"Ah. I'm leaving now."

Mr. Liu pointed at An Jiadong and said, "They have been waiting for you for a year. You should hurry up and solve this problem with it."

I nodded and took the backpack. An Jiadong hurriedly ran over to grab the backpack and said, "I'll carry it. I'll carry it. Don't be polite." After that, he snatched the backpack on his back.

He said goodbye to Mr. Liu and walked to the station in Pangu Township with An Jiadong.

Along the way, An Jiadong and I also started chatting. It turned out that An Dingguo was buried in a place called Jimuxi Village in Jimuxi Township. It is said that it was the old house where they settled.

Pangu Township is quite far from Zhimuxi Township. An Jiadong and I started walking on a small path of sheep intestines. After about an hour, we arrived at Zhimuxi Village. Zhimuxi Township is not as big as Pangu Township. It is much smaller in all aspects.

I waited to go to Jimuxi Village and still snatched my backpack. Although An Jiadong was very enthusiastic, I still refused. First, I was embarrassed to let others carry them all the time. Second, after several times, I subconsciously wanted to carry these talismans and other things with me.

Zhimuxi Village is quite large, much larger than an ordinary village. There are probably hundreds of families coming and going, and it looks very lively.

An Jiadong took me into Jimuxi Village. I felt a strange look. When those people who were originally happy in the village saw An Jiadong coming, their faces immediately became ugly. Some even cursed at An Jiadong directly.

An Jiadong didn't reply. He just kept walking down his head and looked at the angry look of the villagers around him. I really don't know what An Dingguo did before, so that these simple villagers would curse directly without regard for their face.

After walking with An Jiadong for a while, he stood up in front of a thatched hut. An Jiadong took out the key and opened the door and walked in. When I walked in, I couldn't help but frown. The room was just one room, not big. The roof seemed to leak. These walls would fall down at any time.
Chapter completed!