Qingge took off the seal on the jar, raised her head and took a sip. The wine sprayed on her face and wet her rouge gown. The sunshine outside the house was just right, and the flowing fire in the room was cracked by the cold wind, with sparse shadows mottled.
"This wine is good." Qing Ge glanced at Ye Yu and smiled.
Ye Yu smiled bitterly, and the two of them seemed to be saying different things, "I thought Ye Xue was dead. I would be very happy if my half-sister, who made me less than thirty years old, died, but when she really lost her life,
, but I am very sad, how can a person be so disgusting? When she was alive, I wanted her to die, but after she died, I wanted her to live."
"I really have never seen a creature more disgusting than a human being." After speaking, Ye Yu's voice became hoarse.
Qingge was silent, she sat astride the table, raised her head and drank wine.
"Song."
"kindness."
"I want to dig a grave for her, so come with me."
"good."
"..."
Ye Yu chose a relatively remote cemetery. Most of the ordinary people buried here did not have any dignitaries.
She and Qingge came on horseback, brought all the tools, and started digging since noon.
She doesn't have Ye Xue's ashes or Ye Xue's body, she only has the heart of a widow.
Qing Ge was sitting in the weeds, holding a piece of foxtail grass in her mouth, dangling with her legs crossed. She smelled of alcohol and her clothes were not yet dry, in this gloomy graveyard.
, quite a bit unruly.
"Hey, stinky old man, get out of here." A voice sounded from the right, Qingge looked over.
But on top of a newly built tomb, I saw an old man with an immortal spirit lying in white clothes. The old man had gray hair and a pale face. He narrowed his eyes and enjoyed a rest.
Under the tomb, there were several strong men. One of them was so angry that his eyes were red. "You old man, get down quickly, or don't blame me for being rude."
"Don't be so stingy, let me have a good rest, little old man." As the old man said, he turned over and continued to take a nap, "Only this tomb has a willow shade. If I don't rest here, little old man, where will I go to rest? Now.
Young people are really heartless and don’t understand what it means to respect the old and love the young.”
The corners of Qingge's mouth twitched...
Respect the old and love the young. Why are you lying on someone else's ancestral grave? Why are they still respecting the old and loving the young?
Those strong men looked at each other. To be honest, we are all honest people. We have lived for so long from birth to now, and we have never seen such a shameless old man.
"That's my father's grave. He passed away not long ago. Today is his seventh birthday. You'd better not go too far. If it weren't for your age, my brothers would have taken action long ago." The strong man was gearing up.
Ready to move.
No wonder, they all slept on their father's grave and haven't passed the first seven days of their life. This is not a bad thing.
Everyone will be angry if you leave them alone.
Unexpectedly, this bad old man was drowsy. He pointed at Qing Ge who was lying leisurely on the weeds with a random finger. He said casually, "My granddaughter is there. If you need anything, I want to see her."
Go to bed first, I went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion last night, this girl from Beiyue is really good at tormenting people, it’s a pity that I am such an old person.”
Several strong men were dumbfounded. Could this old man be too...arrogant?
You’ve already got half your foot in the coffin, but you still dare to go to a brothel?
But that's not the point, it's...
The strong men all looked at Qingge with unkind expressions on their faces. Qingge's dangling legs suddenly stopped and he suddenly walked towards the strong men, dumbfounded.
What, what is this called?
Did she remember that if her grandfather didn't look like this, would Ye Qingtian have gone for plastic surgery?
And her grandfather doesn't like going to brothels.
In this room, Ye Yu had piled up tombs and set up stone tablets. Some of them looked ash-headed. When he turned around, he saw several strong men approaching Qing Ge and surrounding him.
"Brother, this girl looks pretty good, why don't you take her back and let the brothers have fun?" One of the strong men chuckled, with a lewd look in his eyes.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" The strong man who spoke first glared at the man. He walked up to Qing Ge, pretending to hold his hands in front of him, and said: "Girl, we don't attack women, and we don't bully old men. I hope that girl
I can persuade your grandfather to come down. After all, it is my father's grave. If my father knew about it, I'm afraid he would feel bad."
Qingge: "..."
Seeing that Qingge was still lying in the weeds unmoved, the strong man said again: "Girl, we sincerely want to make peace with you."
Qingge: "..."
What was she going to say? That wasn't her grandfather.
But he said that the old man on the grave opened his eyes while sleeping, looked towards Qingge, and smiled.
"Brother, why are you talking so much nonsense to her? She's just a girl. Just go ahead and teach her a few times and she still dares to talk so hard?" Another strong man said as he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, punching Qing Ge in the abdomen.
He hit him, Qingge sneered, and suddenly stretched out his hand. Seeing that the slender hand burst out with infinite power, he grabbed it suddenly and stood up with the help of the force. Then he threw it over his shoulder and smashed the strong man to the ground.
Based on her usual fighting style, she originally wanted to break the strong man's hand, but seeing that these strong men didn't have much murderous intention towards her, she decided to let it go.
"His second uncle's little girls are quite powerful." The strong man grinned on the ground, then smiled lewdly, stood up again and rushed towards Qingge.
Qing Ge frowned, and his body spun around, flying across the sky, and swept the strong man's head with a whip kick. The strong man's body fell towards a tomb and fell out of a pit.
Several other strong men seemed to want to step forward to avenge their brothers, but the man called the eldest brother frowned and stretched out his hand to stop them.
"Brother!" Several strong men looked at him in confusion.
His eyes were fixed on the bushes. Seeing this, everyone else also looked towards the bushes. In the bushes, they saw a pair of blood-red eyes with a scary arc of light. He was called the eldest brother.
The man swallowed, "Wolf, it's a blood wolf!"
As he spoke, a blood wolf rushed out suddenly. Its huge body, scarlet eyes, and mane were like an iron wall.
The blood wolf walked up to the strong man who was thrown to the grave by Qing Ge. He opened his big mouth and swallowed the strong man in one gulp without even the intention of chewing. He swallowed it directly into his belly.
Several strong men screamed in fear, panicked, and fled in all directions. But the old man turned over again and continued to sleep.
On the contrary, he sang softly and was a little dumbfounded.
Xue Lang walked up to the old man and sniffed the old man's butt. The old man was a little impatient and slapped Xue Lang on the head. "Are you annoying? The consequences of disturbing the old man's sleep are as good as murder!"
The blood wolf was slapped and became furious, his scarlet eyes seeming to spit out fire.
It opened its mouth wide, trying to swallow the little old man in one bite.
The wind howled, and the girl in front of the tomb swept towards this side, lifted the old man up, and landed him safely on the ground some distance away from the blood wolf.