what a fool

The author has something to say: the attack in the first world is relatively sloppy, if you want to see cookies, please jump directly to the second world.

By the way, baby, take a look at Mine Clearing No QWQ loves you

The moon was blurred by a layer of fog, which completely covered the light that was not much, and the stars became very shallow.

The woman who had been waiting at the door respectfully welcomed the man in jeans with no holes and a washed white shirt.

That is the farewell hall, where family members and friends bid farewell to the deceased. The corpse will stay here for three days before being buried. The man is Mr. Yin Yang invited by the family. He specializes in handling such matters and is proficient in procedures.

This is what Qu Wuhao ate, no matter how tired or scared he was, he had to run with him, because if he didn't run with the funeral, he wouldn't even be able to eat.

【Tong'er, are you sure that the old lady's soul has been taken away by ghost messengers? 】Qu Wuzhen asked cautiously, trying to maintain his expression so that he didn't look very scared, but he held the Buddhist beads tightly in his hand, for fear that the ghost was still wandering here, and his face was extremely pale.

【You seem to have forgotten that your mission object is a ghost. 】The system despises Qu Wuhao's behavior.

Qu Wuzhen took a small step, moved in a small step, and seemed to maintain his composure: [Our world is dominated by atheism, and after the founding of the country, I will not become a spirit, I have never dealt with ghosts, if it weren't for you Given the job, do I need to be so frightened? 】

Qu Wuzhen shivered for a moment, he didn't know why the feeling of the mourning hall made his back feel cold, although the portrait of the old man in the middle was kind-hearted and didn't look scary, but thinking of the old man's body in the ice coffin behind, On this cold night, Qu Wuhao still felt a sense of fear in his heart.

"I'm sorry, master, the old man's last wish is to bring back his wife who passed away in other places. I came to you because I want you to go to other places with me to dig a tomb. We don't understand the rules and regulations. Please."

Qu Wuhao glanced at those family members, coughed twice, and said with a serious face, "How many days has the old man been parked in this farewell hall?"

"This..." The man counted with his fingers: "It's the next day."

The corner of Qu Wuzhen's mouth twitched: "The burial will be within three days. I remember that I have already explained this matter when you first came to me."

Hearing the dissatisfaction in Mr. Yin Yang's words, the man wiped the sweat from his forehead: "My mother-in-law passed away in a hurry, and my wife's emotions were also a little broken. I just rushed back from other places, and I hurried to ask you for help after finishing the trivial matters." busy."

Qu Wufeng also understands that the old man has too many things to deal with after his death, but it is uncommon for a son-in-law who can come back in such a short time and bring many people to help him.

"Forget it, let's start now."

Qu Wuzhen is one of the few Mr. Yin and Yang in this remote area. He has a certain reputation, but he is a bit arrogant. Most people are mentally prepared before asking. The man did not expect this time to be very talkative, so he hurriedly thanked him a few times. , and stuffed a pack of cigarettes into Qu Wuhao's hand.

Because it was driving at night, the son-in-law found a subordinate, who looked like a big-bodied man named Jiang Xu, and drove along with him, explaining to Qu Wuhao with a smile that he would switch to driving and take rest just in case.

After getting in the car, Qu Wuhao sat on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

He didn't need him to drive the car overnight, he just needed to keep up his energy and go there to do something and ask the old man to come out of the coffin.

This time he closed his eyes and went straight to sleep, which is called resting the mind, and what he really said was that he fell asleep and didn't want to stay up late.

Because the old man used to be a party member, the government at that time required that party members be cremated. The family bought a cemetery in the suburbs to store the ashes of the old man.

Jiang Xu chatted with his son-in-law in the co-pilot: "When I came back just now, I went to pick up your girl, and the crying heart broke."

The son-in-law was driving the car, looking at the road ahead and stepping on the accelerator, wanting to reach the destination as soon as possible.

"Isn't it? The old lady brought up the children single-handedly. The three daughters of the old man are also filial to my daughter-in-law. They received the family and stayed with them. The old man also treats my family well. The funds for my business are sponsored by the old man, and my daughter is also helped by the old man. Take it with you."

The two chattered for a long time, waking up Qu Wuhao who was sleeping behind him. Hearing this, Qu Wuhao thought of the little girl who just arrived this morning. Those red eyes made Qu Wuhao I remember it very deeply, but for some reason, the yin energy behind the child made him tremble a little.

Hearing Qu Wuhao's heartfelt voice, the system let out a haha, which made Qu Wuhao a little hairy: [Don't haha, I get goosebumps]

The system ignored him, but left behind a series of hehe, so that Qu Wuhao said that mmp didn't know if he should say it or not.

After driving all night, they arrived at the destination. There were no weeds around the cemetery, and some of the ingredients on the nearby stone platform had turned into a cloud of ashes. This was not a good sign, and Qu Wuhao frowned.

After those two people came, they didn't wait for Qu Wuhao's command, they hurriedly lit the fire and started burning the paper money in a hurry, and the son-in-law said loudly to the stone tablet: "Dad, I'll move you to a new house, Mom!" It's already waiting for you over there."

After saying this, the son-in-law made fun of Jiang Xu, and Jiang Xu picked up the shovel and was about to start digging the grave. Before he could do the work, he heard the tube for burning paper money suddenly exploded, and the sound was extremely loud.

The sound made Qu Wuhao tremble suddenly. The son-in-law checked the iron bucket where the paper money was burned and found that there was no problem. He asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Qu Wuhao thought of something, and took out the firecrackers that he had bought before from the cardboard box next to him: "It's a rule to set off firecrackers before arriving at the new home. The old man dislikes you for breaking the rules. You're losing your temper. It's not good. Light up the firecrackers and start the tomb?"

After hearing this, Jiang Xu hurriedly took the firecrackers from Qu Wuhao's hands, and surrounded the entire tomb. Two rows of firecrackers rang out. Qu Wuhao waited until the sound of the firecrackers was over before nodding: "Go ahead and burn the paper, old man!" It should be okay now."

The son-in-law began to burn the paper money with some doubts, and nothing happened, and there was no loud noise anymore. The son-in-law muttered to Jiang Xu: "It's really evil even if you don't believe some things."

Qu Wuzhen also nodded in agreement with this sentence, and resisted the urge to run away with grease on the soles of his feet. This is not only evil, it is simply too evil!

The subsequent burial went smoothly. Looking at the already visible urn in the tomb, it is surprising that the urn was intact when the old man got up from the cemetery.

According to the introduction from the son-in-law, the old man has been buried for ten years. Logically speaking, the quality of the urns used to be not very good, but now they can be preserved so well. Looking around at the dry sandy soil, Qu Wufeng understood.

This is not the first time Qu Wuhao has helped dig a tomb, but it is the first time I have seen such an intact urn. Sometimes when others just hold it out respectfully, the urn will be broken into pieces. More than half of his ashes were scattered out, causing the ghosts of the family to complain, but they couldn't invite them back.

Qu Wuzhen can't see ghosts, but the pure yang physique favored by heaven allows him to feel the yin energy in some places. Although he used to do fortune-telling often, this is the first time for Mr. Yinyang to do it. He has learned materialism for several years Qu Wuzhen was a little dumbfounded.

The tomb was halfway up, a scorpion slammed under Jiang Xu's shovel, looked at Qu Wuhao and his party, it looked like it came out from the back of the tomb, staring at these people in front of them, The tail was raised in an attacking position, and the two front pincers held a mirror that was completely out of proportion to his size.

No matter which way Jiang Xu's shovel goes, the scorpion runs extremely fast and can always reach the bottom of the shovel. Jiang Xu dared not move, and the son-in-law next to him was confused. This tomb can never kill, and asked: " What should I do?"

Qu Wuhao frowned and walked up. As soon as the scorpion sensed Qu Wuhao's aura, it seemed to feel a terrible feeling. It scurried away without a trace, and when it left in a panic, it left the mirror behind.

Jiang Xu reached out to pick up the mirror, but Qu Wuzhen picked it up first and hid it in his sleeve: "The scorpion is a spirit that guards the old man's grave. Just let me handle it."

Hearing this, Jiang Xu glanced gratefully at Qu Wuhao who stopped him, touched his chest and said fortunately, picked up the shovel and started digging.

"Sir, the tomb is ready, let's go back quickly." The urn held by the son-in-law was wrapped in a layer of cloth, and the red star of the party at that time was embroidered on it, which was the rule of being a party member a hundred years ago.

After getting in the car, Qu Wuzhen looked at the intact urn with some emotion: "You have chosen a good place." It is dry, not humid, and the material is not easy to corrode.

The son-in-law nodded at Mr. Yin Yang, and said with a little pride: "At that time, I also asked the local Mr. Yin Yang to look at the terrain before buying this place."

On the way back, it started to rain. The rain was very light at first, but then it started to get bigger and bigger. The yin energy on the urn made Qu Wuhao clearly feel a certain obsession.

Isn't this the urn intact?Why do you still have this obsession?

Qu Wuhao thought for a long time without any clue, so he let go of his thoughts, touched the mirror in his sleeve, and asked the system secretly: [The mission goal is here, right? 】

The system felt the mirror in Qu Wuhao's sleeve, and the familiar binding breath came, and the system affirmed: [En]

[The mission target is ghosts, ghosts have something to protect, and they won't die again...]

The system just let out a [heh] sound, which reminded Qu Wuhao of the horror of being dominated by the system hehe.

The rain along the way was getting heavier and heavier, and Qu Wuzhen felt helpless there: "If the rain doesn't stop before twelve o'clock noon after we go back, we can only be buried the next day."

Jiang Xu looked at the date and was a little puzzled: "But isn't that bad?"

"Then what can be done? Burying in wet weather is not good for the elderly. If you don't want to be ruined in all ways in the future, you can only bury them the next day."

The son-in-law didn't mind this, and patted Jiang Xu on the shoulder who was driving: "It's okay, as long as the old man can be well, let's not worry about so many things, I hope the rain will stop after we rush back now."

When we arrived at the farewell hall, the car had just turned a corner when the rain suddenly stopped. When the son-in-law and Jiang Xu came down, they both looked puzzled.

Looking at the portrait of the kind old lady on the front of the farewell hall and the obsession that disappeared on the urn, Qu Wuhao understood what the old man was obsessed with.

He wanted to tell his wife, wait for him, wait for him.

Qu Wuhao's nose twitched, a little moved.

"What's so touching about this little thing."

"It's been so many years for these old couples, and their relationship is still so deep, shouldn't they be moved?" After Qu Wuhao answered this sentence, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and froze for a moment: "You are..."