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The whole city has searched and arrested Liu Er for two days, and nothing has been found in the wharf station brothel.

Huo Zhenye also spent two days comfortably at Bai's house. On the first night, he slept on a bamboo bed, but on the second day he moved to a spring bed.

Seeing this pile of iron things, Bai Zhun lost his temper: "What is this, throw it out!"

All the messy things were moved to his house, Bai Zhun glanced at Huo Zhenye, and simply threw him out together.

Huo Zhenye picked him up and said, "Try it! It's much more comfortable than your wooden bed, and this spring supports your waist."

With a flick of Bai Zhun's finger, Lord Yue's silver spear was about to stab Huo Zhenye in the back, but then he fell limp, as if lying on a pile of feathers.

Lord Yue's silver spear stopped moving.

Bai Zhen was indeed lying on the pile of feathers. The bed was made of springs, and the pillows and cushions were all made of goose feathers. When he slept in it, he would not feel that the bed was too hard and it would be uncomfortable to turn over.

Bai Zhun stretched out his hand to press the pillow, and Huo Zhenye made it up for him: "How is it? Is it more comfortable?"

Huo Zhenye heard the sound of him turning over at night, the wooden bed creaked, and even a few layers of cotton wicks were not as soft as goose feathers.

Bai Zhun nestled in the goose feather pillow, lazily raised between his fingers, several paper servants came out one after another, each lifted a foot of the bed, carried the spring bed in, and closed the door.

After a while, the wooden bed was lifted out and placed by the patio.

"This bed is for you." Bai Zhun's voice came from the room, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, Zafar Chuan was too exhausting.

Huo Zhenye put his hands on his hips, this man was so kind, he didn't even thank him.

After thinking about it, I couldn't get angry, and asked him: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

There was no sound in the room, Huo Zhenye walked to the door, looked in through the crack of the door, Bai Zhun's face was resting on the goose feather pillow, his hair was scattered behind his head, he seemed too comfortable to talk.

Bai Zhun spends a whole day with this bed, and Huo Zhenye still refuses to get up when he comes back from buying dinner.

Huo Zhenye knocked on his rice bowl: "It's time to eat! You can't stay in the room all the time, you have to come out and take a walk." Even if you are sitting in a wheelchair, it's still a walk.

After a while, there was movement in the inner room. Huo Zhenye looked up and laughed angrily.

Bai Zhun was still lying on the bed, and the four paper servants carried him out of the bed, turned him around, and carried him back again, without even opening his eyes.

There was no other way, in the end I still gave Huo Zhenye butter biscuits, soaked in milk for him to eat, whatever the children ate, he would eat.

Huo Zhenye knew that Bai Zhun was too mentally exhausted, except for Axiu, who was a paper doll in this room, and Axiu didn't know anything about the world, no one cared about him, so he had to take care of it.

Bai Zhun was eating a cookie soaked in milk.

Huo Zhenye asked him: "Order a cushion for your bamboo chair? Add a drawer or something, it will be convenient for you to take things when you go out later."

"I don't go out." Bai Qiye said so, and then nestled under the quilt after speaking, the spring bed is really wonderful, and foreigners still have fun.

On August 28, with dense fog, Hansan burned for a hundred days.

Han Zhu pushed a cart out of the city, and there were several bamboo baskets on the cart, and inside were her tinfoil ingots.

Passers-by looked at the things she pushed and the filial piety clothes on her body, and knew which family she was a filial daughter, and she went out of the city to visit her family's grave.

Liu Da was pressed under these ingot papers, his eyes looked out through the gaps in the bamboo basket, his eyes were frozen, he hadn't eaten for three days.

When Han Zhu thought of him, he gave him some water, but when he didn't think of him, he didn't give him any water for a day.

She was not torturing him for fun, but in her eyes, he was already a dead person, and she even prepared a straw mat for him in front of his face.

After the straw mat was laid out, Han Zhu finally spoke to him: "We have always grown up together, so I should give you a straw mat."

Liu Da looked at Han Zhu with a pleading look in his eyes, Han Zhu was unmoved, and she even smiled: "You are much more honest when you can't speak than when you can."

Liu Da's fingers and toes could move slightly. He was ecstatic in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it. He moved his hands and feet desperately every day when Han Zhu was not paying attention.

He wants to run away, he wants to stay away from Han Zhu, this woman is scarier than a ghost.

Han Zhu pushed the cart out of the city and went to the cemetery where his father was buried. It was said to be a cemetery, but it was actually a wasteland with graves all around. When Han San was buried, he planted a tree with a white cloth belt tied to the tree.

Han Zhu looked around and saw the cloth belt flying in the wind. She lowered her head and said to Liu Da, "Look, Dad is waiting for us too."

Liu Da already had strength from his toes to his calves. He knew that today was his last chance to escape, so he tried his best to be obedient and didn't dare to move.

Han Zhu carried Liu Da out of the car, and put him in a kneeling posture again: "Come, kowtow to my father."

Liu Da pretended to be soft-handed and soft-footed and allowed her to manipulate, observing the surrounding terrain to see where it would be easier to escape.

Han Zhu placed the sauced meat and rice wine in front of his father's grave, took out the incense burner, lit the incense sticks, kowtowed three times to the stele, knelt down and said, "Father, I'm here to see you."

She glanced at Liu Da, held up incense and said to the stone tablet: "My daughter doesn't want to marry Da Liu, so I specially invited Bai Qiye to testify and revoke the marriage certificate."

Liu Da was overjoyed when he heard that, if she wants to divorce, is she willing to let him go?After thinking about it, her heart turned cold again. She wanted to divorce because she didn't want him to die and still be his widow.

Han Zhu first burned the tin foil ingots in front of the grave, and then burned the paper flower basket to his father. Hearing the sound of a wheelchair behind him, he knew that Bai Zhun had arrived.

A goose feather pillow was placed on the back of Bai Zhun's wheelchair, and a thin velvet blanket was placed on his knees. Axiu opened an umbrella, and he held a bottle of orange soda in his hand.

Insert a straw and suck it in small mouthfuls.

Huo Zhenye followed behind Bai Zhun, those who didn't know thought it was the two young masters who were out for an outing.

The four sides of the graves have been ambushed and patrolled, and there are still scattered people in the cemetery who come to visit the graves.

The dense fog covered the sunlight, and the surrounding area was covered with whiteness. One grave after another was lying quietly, and the grave-goers carried bamboo baskets and shuttled between the graves.

At first glance, it looks like a group of headless walking corpses walking in the cemetery, and it is hard to tell whether they are humans or ghosts.

Huo Zhenye looked around, wondering where Liu Er was hiding and whether he would come today.

Seeing Bai Zhun coming, Han Zhu took out the marriage certificate from his sleeve and handed it to Bai Zhun with both hands: "Please Qi Ye as a witness."

Bai Zhun was very elder at the moment, he nodded slightly, and offered incense to Han San first.

Together with the cigarette, a gray shadow appeared beside the stone tablet, and that gray shadow nodded to Bai Zhun.

Bai Zhun lit the marriage letter with incense sticks, and then let go of it. The black and white paper was blown up by the wind, burning while hovering over Han San's grave, until it was completely burned to ashes.

"Your father agreed."

Standing by his grave, Han San received the marriage certificate burned by his daughter. The tiger's palm snapped and shattered in two. He lowered his head and stared at Liu Da, the fairy rope tied around his waist trembled slightly.

Han Zhu pressed Liu Da's head: "Kowtow three times to Dad."

Liu Da was knocked on the ground with his head pressed down, these three knocks were extremely heavy, he also gritted his teeth and remained motionless.

When he lowered his head, he saw a cold light in Han Zhu's sleeve, and when he looked closely at it was a pointed silver ear, he suddenly understood that she used this thing to poke Jin Dangui's eyes, and she would use this to poach his eyes.

After finishing kowtowing to Liu Da, Han Zhu stood up and burned the flowerpot dharma boat.

Liu Da's scalp was on the ground, and just when the flames sprang up, Liu Da jumped up with his palms. His arms gained strength, but his legs were still numb, and he almost fell to the ground. step.

Just as Huo Zhenye was about to move, Bai Zhun stopped him: "You are not needed."

Sure enough, a figure jumped out of the fog and stopped in front of Liu Da.

"elder brother."

Liu Da made a sound in surprise, he compared his throat for a while, then pointed to Han Zhu, pulled his brother's sleeve, and signaled Han Zhu to kill him.

There was a smile on his face. With the two brothers, they still couldn't beat that crazy woman?

But Liu Er just stared at his brother's face: "Since you can move, why don't you even give Master a good kowtow?"

Liu Er has always worshiped his elder brother, his elder brother can learn everything quickly, his master dotes on him, his senior sisters adore him, and he even inherited the three sects.

But he just refused to live a good life.

"You used to always say that our fate was given by the master. When the master asked you if you would marry your senior sister, you swore and vowed that the happiest day in your life would be that day. Is what you said true?"

Liu Da felt that something was wrong and wanted to retreat, but Han Zhu was behind him.

Liu Er continued to press: "You said the three of us live a good life, and you said we want to carry forward the ancient color school, so that those old people don't think that the master is gone, so they can look down on us."

Liu Er stepped forward step by step, and Liu Da retreated step by step. He was anxious to distinguish something, but he couldn't squeeze out a word.

Liu Er glanced at Han Zhu for the last time. He looked at Han Zhu and asked Liu Da: "Why don't you live a good life? Why are you lying?"

As soon as the words fell, and the silver knife entered his heart, Liu Er looked at his brother in the eyes and paused every word: "Why don't you!"

As soon as Liu Er took out the knife, Huo Zhenye took out his gun, but before he could click the trigger, the gunshot rang out, and the policemen who were ambushing around shot him in the leg of Liu Er.

Liu Er didn't want to escape at all, he drew out his knife, watched Liu Da fall to the ground, and took two steps towards Han San's grave.

When he moved, he was shot again.

This time Liu Er couldn't support himself and fell to the ground. Using his hands and feet, he climbed to the master's grave, swayed and kowtowed to Han San.

Her cheek was pressed against the fresh grass on the grave, and her eyes were fixed on Han Zhu.No sound could come out of his mouth, he just opened his mouth "Senior Sister".

Han Zhu fell to the ground crying and put his arms around his shoulders: "Xiao Liu!"

Liu Er didn't move at all, a smile appeared in his eyes at the end, he didn't let his senior sister get his hands dirty.

When Liu Dayi jumped up, Huo Zhenye blocked Bai Zhun behind him, Bai Zhun only heard voices but could not see anyone, he was so angry that he stretched out a bamboo stick to block Huo Zhenye.

Several policemen came out from behind the graves, and ran to Huo Zhenye's side: "Mr. Huo! You don't know, just now our brothers searched around the cemetery several times, but we didn't see Liu Er."

If it wasn't for the clear sky, they would have thought it was a ghost.

The two police officers confirmed whether Liu Da and Liu Er were still alive. The two brothers were already dead, and they had to carry the corpses back to verify their bodies before the case could be considered closed.

Han Zhu fell in front of the grave, and she finally wept, crying endlessly.

The tongue of fire lightly licked the paper boat, and the hull and keel of the boat ignited instantly, and all of them burned up in an instant. The more sparks burned, the more the paper boat floated up.

When the ship was burned out, the ashes floated in the air, and a whole ship was assembled again.

Liu Er knelt in front of Han San, Han San stretched out his hand to caress the top of Liu Er's head, sighed heavily, and the master and apprentice boarded the boat hand in hand.

Liu Da's soul left, and he turned around and wanted to escape. Han Sanye flicked the fairy rope on his waist, hung Liu Da's neck, and dragged him to the boat with a flick of the rope.

Han San took one last look at his daughter, and then at Bai Zhun eagerly.

Bai Zhun didn't move for a long time. Seeing that the ship was about to anchor, he closed his eyes slightly, as a response.

Huo Zhenye saw Bai Zhun staring at the sky in a daze, and then gestured for something, he lowered his body, his eyes were level with Bai Zhun's, and followed his gaze.

There was a thick fog in the air, only the ashes of windblown paper, and he couldn't see anything. He asked, "What are you looking at?"

Bai Zhun withdrew his gaze, yawned, and his laziness broke out: "Hurry up, drive." He wanted to go home and sleep on his spring bed.

The big head looked at Bai Zhun secretly, in this age, who still has hair, even the old and the young have cut their braids, and besides, this man is too good-looking.

Hearing him talk to Huo Zhenye like this, Datou was even more astonished. This Mr. Huo is even holding something for their chief arrester, so why is this man shouting and drinking.

However, Huo Zhenye still listened to him shouting.

"What do you want to eat at night? Is steamed meat with lotus leaf powder good? The lotus leaf reduces dryness, and the steamed meat with powder is tender, so you can digest it."

"You mean I'm angry?" Bai Zhun was picky, he nodded after thinking about it, and reluctantly agreed, "That's fine."

Datou opened his mouth slightly, and watched Mr. Huo smiling like a morning glory. He remembered the business, and asked after a few steps: "Mr. Huo, have you gone to the arresting house?"

Huo Zhenye didn't even turn his head, and waved his hand back: "We'll talk when we have time!"

After walking a few more steps, Huo Zhenye asked: "Did you already know about it?" Knowing that the three returned together, that's why Fa Zhou only had three seats.

Bai Zhun yawned lazily: "It's long-winded."

The author has something to say: Bai Qi: The spring bed is really a good thing

Huo Qi smiled