My master is invincible

Chapter 676 Food Corpse (28)

Officer Na Yu frowned, ignored Lang Gao, and walked straight towards the direction of the police car.

Seeing this situation, Lang Gao chased after him, grabbed the police officer's clothes, and said angrily, "Tell me, what the hell are you talking about, are you just ignoring us ordinary people just because you're wearing skins? inside."

"Hehe!" Officer Na Yu sneered, and said, "Young man, it's not good to get angry, you will suffer."

When he said this, Officer Na Yu's tone was very flat, making it difficult to understand what was going on in his heart.

"You..." Lang Gao didn't know if he was in a hurry, or what was going on, and he raised his hand to hit him. I hurried over and grabbed his arm, "Wu Tong, he's a policeman!"

As soon as he said this, Lang Gao was stunned for a moment, retracted his arm resentfully, and stared at Officer Yu viciously, "Since ancient times, water can carry a boat and capsize it. The hat doesn't last long."

"Really?" Officer Yu turned his head, glanced at Lang Gao, and said coldly, "Young man, we have our own way of doing things, and we don't need to explain it to you."

As he said that, he glanced at me, then at Joyce and the others, and continued: "Since you want to know the reason, I might as well tell you that Cui Zhiming is the warden, so it's not easy to fool around, and you...of course, you You can choose Cui Zhiming, but I am afraid that you will have to bear the consequences yourself."

After finishing speaking, his eyes stopped on Joyce for a while, and his intention was very obvious. If you keep pestering her, that little girl will go to jail.

When I heard this, I understood what he meant. The police officer Yu told the warden that the body should be sent back within half an hour. The purpose was to deceive the warden, and he was willing to be entangled with him by the warden. Said, the body was burned, even if we want to get mad, he has Joyce as a handle, we don't dare to make things big at all, so we can only swallow this breath.

Mad, this is not a good bird for the police officer.

Thinking of this, I was afraid that Lang Gao would make things worse, so I grabbed his arm and said in a low voice: "Wu Tong, calm down, he is a police officer, do you understand what I mean?"

He froze for a moment, looked at me, and finally took a deep breath, didn't speak anymore, but walked towards the side with a tired expression.

Looking at his back, I feel like overturning the five-flavored bottle in my heart, full of ups and downs, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, but the situation in front of me is stronger than others, and we have to bow our heads.What's more, the police officer Yu has our reasons to send Joyce to prison for an explanation. I can't do this, and I won't do it. There is no way the body will come back.

At that moment, I rubbed my face and said sorry to Police Officer Yu. He smiled and asked me if I wanted a police car to take me there.

I smiled wryly, in the current situation, even if we were sent by a police car, with Lang Gao's temperament, he might beat up the policeman on the way.There was no other way, the burning of He Yaoguang's body was a blow to Lang Gao.

So, I gave up on the police officer and said, "No need, we can solve it ourselves."

He nodded and said, "That's good!"

After speaking, he led a group of policemen and walked away.

When the policemen left, I held He Yaoguang's ashes, stared blankly at the front of my eyes, and my mind was in a mess. When I was in prison, I swore to He Yaoguang that I would take his body back to the countryside for burial. With the next pile of ashes, how will this funeral proceed?
Just as I was in a daze, Joyce and Wang Chuyao walked over, and Wang Chuyao spoke first, and she said, "Ninth Brother, I..."

I gave up and said, "I don't blame you, your method is fine, it's just God's will to trick people."

"Jiuye!" Joyce hesitated for a while, and said, "I...I...I'm sorry for you."

"It's okay!" I said lightly, and I was going to find a car to go to Shiyan.

"Jiuye!" Joyce called out again, and turned her head to look. At some point, two lines of tears hung on her beautiful face. I asked her what's wrong, but she didn't speak, her eyes were fixed. staring at me.

"Miss Qiao, you really don't need to blame yourself, it's God's will!" I comforted her.

"Jiuye!" She uttered again.

Now, I'm a little puzzled, is she okay?Why do you keep calling my name, but don't speak?
"What's wrong?" Because of He Yaoguang's incident, I was not in a good mood, and my tone was very light.

"I..." She hesitated, walked to my side, and said in a deep voice, "I want to go with you!"

"Huh?" I didn't understand what she meant, so I said, "Aren't you coming with me now?"

"That's not what it means!" She shook her head with a serious expression on her face, "I want to go to the funeral with you to make up for He Yaoguang."

Hearing this, I froze for a moment, and said, "Stop making trouble. Since ancient times, there have been very few women in funerals. You are a little girl, so stop making trouble!"

"Jiuye!" Her tone sank, "I'm serious, I want to follow you to attend funerals, you should know my skills, I have natal Gu, which can keep the dead's body from decomposing, and I also have a pair of skillful hands , I can cut the ribbon for you at the funeral, I can endure hardships, no matter how hard and tired I am, I can persevere, Jiu Ye, please, give me a chance, I really want to make up for He Yaoguang!"

Listening to what she said, I thought for a while, what she said is not unreasonable, she has natal Gu, which can indeed guarantee that the dead body will not rot, but..., since ancient times, funerals have been handled by men, and few women are involved , In some places, the daughter-in-law of the deceased will be kept out of the hall, let alone outsiders.

Thinking of this, I was about to reject her.

Joyce seemed to see what I meant, but she didn't know what to take out a dagger from there, grabbed her hair with her left hand, held the dagger with her right hand, and swiped hard, three thousand hairs were broken.

Seeing this situation, I immediately ran over and grabbed the dagger in her hand, "You are crazy, you want to imitate Hua Mulan and disguise yourself as a man!"

"Jiuye, I really want to attend the funeral with you!" When she said this, her tone was very stubborn, and she grabbed the hair on the other side.

"You..." I laughed angrily at her actions, and said, "Have you read too many novels, and you really think that you can disguise yourself as a man with your hair? Also, gender is innate, and three thousand hairs cannot represent what."

"Then...then what should I do before you accept me?" She looked at me with a serious face.

To be honest, I really don't want Joyce to get involved in the funeral, but judging from her tone, if I don't accept her, I won't let it go.

Now, I'm in a bit of a dilemma, how should I reject her, so that she can completely give up?

(End of this chapter)