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[sixty-eight] Uncle Gui

The old man took out a pile of things tightly wrapped in newspapers from the room and asked Xunye, "Tianshi, how much is the fee?"

"Three thousand nine hundred and six." Xun Ye packed up his things and quoted the price he had already calculated.

"Ah..." The old man and his son looked at each other.

Xunye frowned, "What? It's too expensive? I've already discounted the price. I used to charge two thousand for each."

"No, no, no, it's not expensive." The old man opened the newspaper with trembling fingers. Without counting, he took out half of the red banknotes, about two or three centimeters thick, and wanted to stuff them into Xunye's hand.

Xunye took it and handed it to Xiao Youzi, "Count to three thousand nine hundred and six."

Little Yuzi moved very quickly and counted all the money. Xunye returned the remaining money, "I only charge what I deserve." Seeing that the old man didn't answer, she said again: "If I charge too much,

But it will affect my accumulation of evil virtue."

When she said this, people could no longer push back. After the incident was over, the family sent Xunye to the gate of the community with a lot of thanks.

However, the old man hesitated to speak.

"Do more good deeds in the future, pay attention to rest and recuperate, and you will still have children." Xun Ye knew what she wanted to say, "But it's not necessarily a boy or a girl."

"It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, as long as I can have children, I will die in peace." The old man was so excited that tears filled his eyes.



Xun Ye left with Little Youzi, and the family of three had not yet returned to their home, but there was a slender figure in the house, standing on the balcony, and his eyes kept following the graceful figure as it gradually walked away.

"Xiaoye, you have such a beautiful smile..." Morpheus held the matchbox that Xunye had just used to light the incense candles in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curved obviously.

Hearing the sound of the door being opened, he put the matchbox in his pocket, then two huge wings grew from his back, wrapped around his body, and then disappeared.



Wearing black high heels, black cropped trousers, and a white shirt with a small black jacket, Xun Ye's new image immediately stunned Xiao Youzi and Yusuo.

"These two country bumpkins." Aunt Hong said proudly, "I have a young girl in my family." "How do you think? They look good, don't they? They are so handsomely dressed."

"Yeah, yeah, she looks good. Sister Xunye is a great beauty. She looks good in anything she wears." Xiao Yuzi flattered her professionally.

Yu Suo looked at Xun Ye's clothes and praised with envy: "These clothes are really beautiful."

"This is not easy, you have to ask Xiao Ye to buy a set and burn it for you!" Hong Gu said.

Little Yuzi tugged on the white shirt on her body and asked cautiously: "Am I not dressed solemnly enough?"

"You're going to wear mourning clothes later!" Xun Ye put on black sunglasses, "Let's go, you have to prepare in advance!"

Thinking that this would be the last farewell ceremony with Lin Qiushan, Xiao Youzi looked even more sad.



Yinhe Road, Yinhe Funeral Home next to Yinhe Cemetery, a place that is usually sparsely populated, was very busy today.

The Taoist priests of Sanqingguan, wearing brand new robes, came out in full force just as Xun Ye said. The formation of a hundred people made the scene suddenly noisy.

There is also a museum team brought by the museum director, an archaeological team of archaeological experts, and a team of professional journalists (commonly known as the dog team). The four teams are intertwined, some discuss the value of cultural relics, and some discuss cultural relics

Some are authentic and some are trying to find out the identity of the donor, which is messy and noisy.

Xun Ye frowned in disgust as soon as he entered the funeral parlor door. Little Yuzi saw such a lively scene for the first time and didn't know how to react.

"Oh, Miss Xun is here." The curator of the museum walked over quickly when he saw Xun Ye.

When the reporters saw this, they also swarmed in, all their guns and cannons aimed at Xun Ye.

"Hide your face." Xun Ye felt that it was indeed right to wear big sunglasses when going out. However, Little Yuzi was not so lucky, so she could only lower her head not too low, and then cover her face with her palms.

Faced with all the reporters' questions, Xun Ye remained calm and calm, "This is the place where the relatives and friends of the deceased bid farewell to the body of the deceased. You are noisy, but you are not afraid of disturbing the purity of the deceased?!"

The cold voice startled everyone.

"You want to interview the donor, you can! After the funeral, you can interview and take photos as you like!" Xunye sneered, "But before that, whoever you want dares to take a photo, Lao Li!"

A burly man wearing a funeral parlor uniform stood up and said, "Xiao Xun, I'm here."

"Well, whoever presses the shutter button will be thrown out by me." Xun Ye said domineeringly!

A reporter timidly raised his hand. He waited until Xunye looked over and asked weakly: "Excuse me, who are you?"

"She is the donor's agent!" The museum curator looked at the frightened children and explained kindly.

Some reporters were dissatisfied, "Then what right does she have to kick us out?"

"Because you are standing on her private land!" An old voice sounded from behind everyone, "This land is privately owned, and she has the right to do this at any time!"

Xun Ye heard the voice of the person coming, so he grabbed Xiao Yuzi's clothes and walked directly through the reporters.

"Uncle, long time no see!" Xunye greeted expressionlessly.

The old man called Uncle Gui also wore work clothes, but compared with the clothes of Old Li just now, they were obviously much worn.

"Long time no see." Uncle Gui led them towards the side door, "Why, the blue talisman hasn't been used up yet?" (Xia Yuhe burned the blue talisman when he dispersed his soul, remember?)

"It's true that I'm catching ghosts, but if I catch them, the focus is on extradition to reincarnation, not torture and killing!" Xunye glanced at him, "Isn't it disgusting that you have been carrying this skin for so many years?"

Little Youzi was originally very close to Uncle Gui, but when she heard what Xun Ye said, she immediately retreated to Xun Ye.

"Promising!" Xun Ye glared at him with hatred, "He is the director of this funeral parlor, and he is also a ghoul!"

"Eating corpses..." Xiao Youzi was horrified, "He eats corpses prepared for cremation?!"

Uncle Gui showed his white teeth and grinned: "Little doll, you're right, I stay here just to eat corpses!"

"Then Master... Master was also eaten?" Anger rose in Xiaoyouzi's eyes, "Sister Xunye, you just let him ruin the body of the deceased like this?"

"The master the little kid is talking about is the skinny man who was sent yesterday?!" Uncle Gui shook his head in disgust, "I won't eat that, I like to eat meat!"

Little Yuzu shuddered.

"He is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. He uses corpse energy to condense his soul. He can kill a lot of people with just a sneeze!"

Him, if you don’t like him, do it yourself!”

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