I have a volume of human scriptures

Chapter 43
The golden rooster breaks dawn, and it is another long-lost sunny day.

In the winter of the Weishui River, where the wind is heavy and the snow is violent, such sunny days are pitifully rare.

Yu Chen got up from the bed early, and after cooking and eating, he wiped all the scattered tombstones on the Qingfeng Mausoleum, returning to his daily life without any rush.

Xie Qing is investigating Xiao Zihua's affairs.

And since the other party is guaranteed to find someone, then he must be sure.

As for how he found it, it has nothing to do with Yu Chen.

Snakes have ways of snakes, and rats have ways of mice. As the leader of the well-known gang in the south of Weishui City, Xie Qing naturally has his own way.

All Yu Chen has to do is wait.

After cleaning the Qingfeng Mausoleum, it will be noon.

As soon as Yu Chen finished cooking, the strange tune of the corpse mover sounded outside the house.

Yu Chen's face darkened.

The co-author didn't come here because he was stuck with a meal, right?

"Look at the grave!"

Like a noisy crow, the rough voice of the corpse mover sounded outside.

Yu Chen opened the door, facing the big face of the corpse mover, he said with a smile: "The weather is really nice today!"

Yu Chen sighed, looked behind him, but did not see the familiar cart, and asked curiously, "No work today?"

"No, there aren't many dead bodies today—those dead ghosts are also sensible, knowing that the weather is so good, let us have a holiday." The corpse mover talked nonsense, walked around Yu Chen on his own, and stood there. Sat down at the old table.

"Then why did you come to the grave when you have nothing to do?" Yu Chen rolled his eyes.

"Hey, isn't the Wu Zang Temple empty, do I need your help?" The corpse mover patted his head and pointed to the table: "Hey, it's delicious! Steamed big fish! Boiled pork slices! And …Scallion tofu?”

He sat down unceremoniously, took a bite of meat and fish, and praised, "Well, the craftsmanship is getting better and better! Come, eat, don't be shy, just treat yourself as your own home!"

Yu Chen: "..."

Is there a possibility, that is to say, it is just a possibility, although it may not be true, but it still has to be said.

——This shit is my home!
But the corpse mover was already eating with chopsticks, so Yu Chen had no choice but to pick up the bowl and chopsticks and start eating.

During the period, the corpse mover also asked him if he had gotten rich because he ate so well recently.

Yu Chen only said that the day of exile was coming, and he would use the money he saved over the years to eat something good before going on the road.

The corpse mover raised his mouth again half-jokingly, saying that he would find a relationship so that Yu Chen would not be exiled.

During the conversation, the two low-class guys cleaned up the food on the table in a quarter of an hour like starving ghosts.

At the end, the corpse mover wiped his mouth, burped, and said: "To see the grave, actually, I came up today to say goodbye to you."

Yu Chen was about to put down his chopsticks when he stopped, "You want to go?"

"I have something to do, I have to go for a few days."

The corpse mover nodded, "Well, there is a place outside Weishui City. There has been some filth piled up over the years. Let us clean it up."

He patted his head and laughed: "You don't know about the grave, do you? Before doing this job of moving corpses, we used to be street sweepers!"

Yu Chen shook his head, he really didn't know about it.

But it can't be ruled out that this guy is lying. After all, a martial arts master in the innate realm, whether it is moving corpses or sweeping the streets, is not worthy of this status.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the corpse mover was full of wine and food, stood up and stretched, and was about to go down the mountain.

Yu Chen sent him to the county, and also went to buy some vegetables and meat to go up the mountain.

Under the bright sky, on the streets of the county town, a burst of mournful mourning was suddenly heard coming from the streets.

Not long after, a huge funeral procession appeared in front of the two of them.

I saw that the funeral procession was quite huge, with music playing in front and harps in the back, and even seven or eight Taoist priests who opened the way, holding peach swords, bright lanterns, hanging yellow talismans, walking all the way!As for the coffin, it was so bright that Yu Chen couldn't understand the material, but he thought it was expensive at a glance.

And such a huge funeral procession passing by the streets naturally attracted many people to stop and watch.

In front of the coffin, a portrait was hung, and the portrait seemed to be a honest and honest young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

I heard the people around me murmuring,

"Isn't this little fool from the Wang family dead?"

"What a fool, this is an infatuated species!"

"This Wang family is also really interesting. When people are alive, they don't care about others, but when they are dead, they make such a big show!"

"..."

Among the gossip of many common people, Yu Chen understood a little.

He didn't know the young man in the portrait, but he was very familiar with the Wang family.

Tianqiao Wang's family monopolized [-]% of the herb and wood business in Weishui River, earning a lot of money!
——Half of the money under Yu Chen's bed was taken by the old man of the Wang family!

"Tsk, it's so pitiful." At this time, the corpse mover muttered to the side.

Yu Chen looked up.

He then explained:
"The doll on this portrait looks like it's name is Wang Ling. It seems to be the child of a concubine of the second master of the Wang family. But because this little guy is a little sick in the brain, and his mother died early, he was thrown away by the Wang family after thirteen. I went to a woodcarving factory below the property and ignored it.

A few days ago, when we were eating and drinking at the Tiger Head Banquet of the Wang Family, he was there, unexpectedly he died today. "

Yu Chen listened and nodded slowly.

As soon as the funeral procession passed, the streets and alleys resumed their bustle, and Yu Chen heard the news of the cause of Wang Ling's death from the people around him.

"This kid is also guilty of crimes. I heard that he choked on eating steamed buns this morning. He is out of his mind and doesn't know how to open his mouth. This makes the other workers who are also working around him so anxious that they don't know what to do. They are waiting to be sent to the hospital. It's time to die!"

"..."

After chattering for a while, the melon-eating crowd dispersed.

But Yu Chen looked at the place where the funeral procession had passed before.

Among the passing crowd, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with an illusory figure, his feet not touching the ground, looking at him foolishly and smiling!
——An unsuccessful wish.

This young man with an ailment in his brain has an attempted wish, and he will not die with peace in his eyes!

"Wake up!"

The corpse mover patted Yu Chen, who was in a daze, and the latter came to his senses, watching the funeral procession head towards the Mingyue Tomb on the mountain.

"This child who committed crimes! I heard that not only is his brain not working, but he is also an infatuated kind. You have been taken advantage of!"

The corpse mover also looked in that direction and sighed.

During the chat, Yu Chen also learned the story of Wang Ling.

Besides, when the child was born, his mind was not working well, to put it bluntly, he was mentally retarded, and he smiled foolishly for a day without saying a word.

And in the entire Wang family, except for his mother, no one wanted to talk to him.

But the good times didn't last long. When Wang Ling was eight or nine years old, his mother fell ill due to the cold and died.

Naturally, he is even more unpopular as an idiot.

Although he is stupid, Wang Ling seems to have some talent in carving, so the Wang family assigned him to work in a woodcarving workshop under a certain industry for several years.

Until now, when people die, they are buried in a grand manner in a pretentious manner.

But if that's all, it won't make people talk about Wang Ling. After all, which street doesn't have many fools?
What really made Wang Ling popular was that he seemed to be in love with a certain woman.

——Since he went to work in the woodcarving factory, he often saves food and money, buys some flowers and jewelry, and even carves some beautiful woodcarving gadgets in his spare time.

His coworker asked him what he did with these things, but he just smiled foolishly and said he was giving them away.

How can this worker not understand?
Guess this silly boy is probably in love with spring!
But this is no big deal.

Men and women love each other, and so do fools.

The problem is, Wang Ling has been sending her off for many years, and his coworkers have never seen what that woman looks like.

When Wang Ling was asked, Wang Ling also laughed, but didn't say anything.

What is even more infuriating is that a worker saw a wood carving carved by Wang Ling himself in the pawn shop!
That woman actually sold the woodcarving that Wang Ling carved day and night to a pawn shop? !

Immediately, the worker told Wang Ling about it, but Wang Ling didn't care at all, as usual.

In this way, the news about him got out, coupled with the identity of the Wang family blood, his stupid brain, and that "admiration object" who didn't know who it was but was definitely not a good person, he naturally became an after-dinner gossip. talk.

"You said this woman too, she doesn't like other people's idiots, so she just rejected her?" Finally, the corpse mover spat, "Why bother to accept other people's things? It's bullying to sell them!"

After listening, Yu Chen was speechless.

He looked at Wang Ling who was smiling foolishly.

In the words of this life, this Wang Ling is an infatuated grudge.

In the words of the previous life, isn't this just proper dog licking?
(End of this chapter)