But Xiaoyouzi glanced around the room and found no urn or memorial tablet in the room.
When Long Po heard Xun Ye's words, he smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter whether there is a tablet or not, I am already dead. If Black and White Wuchang hadn't appeared, I would have been reincarnated now. Hey... It's a pity.
They will not receive my blessings..."
Just as he was talking, the door was pushed open, and then Long Yang walked in with a nervous look on his face.
In the past, when Long Po was still alive, Xun Ye had met Long Yang several times, and there were even times when Long Yang even asked Xun Ye for a price increase.
Xun Ye had never had a good impression of him. If it weren't for the fact that he said this ghost was Long Po, she would not have interfered in this matter.
After Long Yang came in, he asked anxiously: "How is it? Have you caught it?"
Xun Ye stood up straight and looked at him coldly, "Where are Long Po's ashes?"
"Ah..." Long Yang's face was stunned, "Well... I accidentally broke the jar when I took it back..."
Xun Ye felt his anger rising, "Let me ask you, where are the ashes?"
Morpheus looked at Xun Ye's hand that was clenched into a fist. Veins appeared on it, and it looked like he was about to swing it out at any time.
He quietly approached the little woman, wrapped his big hand around the hand that was shaking slightly because of anger, and met the little woman's frightened and angry eyes. He whispered in his ear: "I will take care of the fight."
What? Xunye blinked, but before he could react, the hand that originally held his fist had loosened, and then a figure flashed in front of him.
Morpheus moved quickly. As soon as he finished speaking, his fist had already hit Long Yang.
"Ouch..." Long Yang was beaten until he fell to the ground, howling and crying, "Why are you beating people... I want to call the police..."
Little Yuzi looked at Morpheus and gave a thumbs up, "Brother Mo, good beating."
Morpheus showed his shining white teeth, smiling proudly and modestly.
Xun Ye gave him a sharp look, but the smile in his eyes was so obvious. When he turned to look at Long Yang, who was getting up in embarrassment, his eyes became truly hateful.
"Let me ask you one last time, where are Luang Phor's ashes?"
Long Yang stood by the door and touched half of his swollen face, grimacing in pain. Before he could answer, the door was pushed open by someone from outside.
"Husband..." Long Yang's wife heard Long Yang's shout just now and hurriedly opened the door and came in, "Husband... where is my husband?"
Xiao Youzi held back a smile and pointed behind her.
Longyang's wife turned around and took a look.
"Hey, hubby, are you okay?" Looking at her husband behind the door with bruises on his face and nosebleeds on his nose, Longyang's wife's mouth twitched and she almost said what she was thinking: Hubby, you are so ugly!
It turned out that when she pushed the door in hastily, she used too much force, and the heavy iron door suddenly hit Long Yang, who was thinking slowly... The result can be imagined.
"Hahaha... you deserve it." Xiao Youzi finally couldn't help but clapped her hands and laughed.
Long Yang's wife got mad, "You hit my husband?! You should pay the money, or I'll call the police."
"Don't be like this..." Long Po slowly revealed her translucent figure, and the wrinkles on her face became more angular because of her frown. She looked at her son and daughter-in-law, with an expression of helplessness and sadness on her face.
Long Yang's wife immediately hugged Long Yang, "Ghost... ghost..."
Xunye snorted coldly, "People say that having an old man in a family is like having a treasure. Do you think it's just words?"
Looking at the surprised and puzzled looks of the two people, Xun Ye continued: "The old man walked more than you in his life and ate more salt than you. The evil virtues she accumulated are not for future generations. A kind-hearted old man can die a good death, and his happiness is
Ze Geng can bless the children and grandchildren and protect the family from foul odors. Especially during this epidemic, the protection of the elderly is the most important."
"But it's good for you, you don't even have a memorial tablet, haha... It seems that you are no longer interested." Xun Ye looked down at the trembling two people with a stern voice, "Tell me, where are Long Po's ashes?"
"In...in..." the couple stammered, unable to come up with a reason.
"Girl Xun, don't ask anymore..." Long Po Lao burst into tears, "I'll just pretend that I didn't give birth to this son..."
Xun Ye calmed down her anger, "Mother-in-law..." She suddenly walked to the house where Long Po came out and pushed it open. What she saw was full of incense candles, some finished products and some semi-finished products.
.
The faces of the couple looked even worse.
"Have they ever thanked you for helping them even though you've already passed away?" Xun Ye said, his anger rising again, "There's also the strong fragrance of moxa beside the doors and windows. Is that to avoid the epidemic infection? I don't
I believe they will do this."
"Looking for girl..." Luang Po wiped her tears and was speechless.
When Long Yang heard this, his body stiffened and his face became ashamed.
Xunye suddenly reached out and hugged Long Po's translucent body, "How come they have seen you so clearly over the years? You have done enough for them... Come on, leave with me, whether it's life or death."
Don’t worry about their lives anymore.”
"But...but this epidemic..." Long Po looked at the two juniors and finally sighed, "I'm leaving, and from now on you..."
A long and deep instruction made Xunye and Xiaoyouzi's eyes turn red.
How many of the younger generation despise their parents' long-windedness, but don't know how much of their mothers' worries and concerns are contained in it.
Xun Ye lost her mother in her early years, and Xiao Yuzi simply never felt maternal love, but they understood what Long Po meant. Even the non-human Morpheus was moved by it.
Long Yang and his wife kept their heads down, wondering what they were thinking.
"Okay, I won't say any more, so as not to bore you again." Luang Po made the final conclusion, "Just sell all the incense candles in the house to a young girl. The price will remain the same. If you still do this business in the future,
For business, remember not to destroy your conscience, this is something to worship the gods..."
"Mom..." Long Yang suddenly fell to his knees, "I'm sorry, it was my fault, don't leave..."
Long Yang's wife also knelt down in front of Long Po, "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't know those incense had such effect, I thought... I thought you were deliberately tormenting..."
"Bah, who wants to torment you?" Little Youzi looked at her with disdain, "Grandma Long is the one who died at the end of her life. If it weren't for the Yin and Yang Dao..."
"Pa" Xunye slapped him, his eyes full of warning.
Little Yuzi also realized that she had said something she shouldn't have said, and quickly fell silent.
Long Po looked at his son and daughter-in-law who had changed their ways, and looked at Xun Ye with embarrassment, "Xun Ye, how about... or I'd better stay here first. I will definitely surrender when this epidemic is over."
"Longpo..." Xunye glared at her angrily, "You can stay if you want, but they must enshrine your tablet."
"I worship, Mom. I will find someone to use good sandalwood to make you a god tablet." Long Yang nodded repeatedly and kowtowed to Xun Ye, "Please let my mother stay. I was not filial before."
It was my fault that I passed her..."
Xunye looked at him coldly, "Everyone is dead now, it's too late for you to regret."