A thousand-year-old corpse fell in love with me

Ping Yi's voice was not too loud, just enough for the four people present to hear.

Yu Chun didn't expect Xue Liang to be able to do this for Peng He. Whoever said this was not true love, he would definitely slap him in the face, "Then what did Liu Xin do?"

"As a ghost, Liu Xin also has unlimited life, but he came to repay his favor. It stands to reason that this method of granting life span cannot be established. Even if it succeeds, it will be a living punishment, but the ghost's repayment has become a big change.

Thinking about it, Peng He won the unlimited life Liu Xin gave him, but he would not suffer any backlash. "This is also something that Pingyi did not expect.

Peng He turned to look at Xue Liang, did he decide to live and die with him before Liu Xin arrived?

"Xue Liang." Peng He looked at Xue Liang, this time he did not call him Mr. Xue, but stood in a private and equal position.

Xue Liang glanced at him, "You don't have to feel guilty, I just do what I want to do."

Peng He was touched by this sentence, he just did what he wanted to do, which sounded more sincere than any other vows.

"Thank you, I will seriously consider our relationship." Peng He never thought about finding a man, let alone the other party is not alone.

Xue Liang nodded, but actually he didn't think about it.

The Song family's matter is settled, but there is still some finishing work left.

First of all, those who are locked inside need to be properly dealt with.

This matter is no longer something that can be done by the criminal police. People from the Celestial Masters Association must be invited.

After Zhang Ling learned what was going on, he personally brought people over, and those who turned into living corpses could just be burned.

And those who are half-human and half-corpse can meet their family members before they completely lose consciousness, but they must be under the supervision of the police, otherwise they will kill another person if they hurt others.

The leaders above specifically talked to Peng He. If Peng He hadn't discovered this incident early, the consequences would have been very serious.

In order not to cause panic, they only said that the Song family was researching a virus, and many people were infected. Because the virus has no solution, these people can only wait for death in isolation.

Of course, the words cannot be said so clearly, but everyone knows the official meaning.

The people of the Song family are all dead, and those who were harmed by the Song family will not live long.

When Yu Chun learned about these things, it was already three days later.

Because Song Wei had promised to find someone, he made a special inquiry and got some news from Peng He.

Song Wei's eldest son was not named Song, but Tian followed his mother's surname, and he was in the special forces.

Yu Chun thought of many ways, and was almost arrested as a spy, and only then did he meet Tian Hai himself.

If you come to a place like the army, Ping Yi's fake ID card will definitely not work, so Yu Chun is the only one who comes here.

"Hello, is this Tian Hai?" Yu Chun was sitting in the living room, when he saw a soldier in camouflage uniform come in, he immediately got up and asked.

The other party made a gesture of invitation to Yu Chun, "Yes, I am Tian Hai."

Yu Chun sat down again, "It may be impolite, but I still want to confirm whether you are the son of Mr. Song Wei."

"It's just an illegitimate child." Tian Hai didn't feel shameful, after all, there were too many variables in that era, no wonder Song Wei always abandoned him.

Yu Chun was relieved when he heard that, not to mention that this person has seven points similar to Song Wei's facial features.

"You know everything about the Song family, right?" Yu Chun asked, what he said he knew was not the news of the virus from outside.

Tian Hai frowned slightly, "I know, I didn't expect Song Junxiang to die like this."

"However, in this matter, Mr. Song is innocent and has been imprisoned by Song Junxiang and his wife." Yu Chun said, looking at Tian Hai's face.

A sad expression appeared on Tian Hai's cold face, and Yu Chun continued: "Because Mr. Song got something back then, Song Junxiang and his wife both got it. Song Wei wanted to save his life and prevent them from succeeding." , kept it a secret.”

"Then?" Tian Hai looked at Yu Chun, waiting for his next words.

Yu Chun smiled faintly, "Before Mr. Song died, he told me where he hid his things."

"Didn't you look for it?" Tian Hai asked, it must be very precious for Song Junxiang and his wife to think about it.

Yu Chun smiled wryly, "Didn't you think about this issue when you were Mr. Song? I'm afraid that in this world, no one can find that place except you."

"Is it related to my mother?" Tian Hai's head turned quickly.

"That's right, is it safe to speak here?" Yu Chun looked around.

"Don't worry, this is the army's reception room, absolutely safe." Tian Hai confirmed.

Only then did Yu Chun continue, "Mr. Song hid things in the place where he and your mother lived together."

When Tian Hai was a child, he often heard his mother talk about his father's heroic deeds. Although Song Wei was the chief of staff, he also killed devils.

In my mother's mind, my father was a hero.

It was precisely because his mother never shied away from talking about these things that Tian Hai knew that the place where his parents lived together was only later converted into a resort.

Because everything is different, neither his mother nor he went there again.

Could it be that Song Wei hid his things there?

Whether it is true or not, Tian Hai has to go there.

He didn't know what that thing was, but he still wanted to fulfill Song Wei's last wish.

"Thank you for telling me this." Tian Hai stood up and said.

Yu Chun shook his head, and stood up, "I promised Mr. Song, I'll bring the words, and leave."

"I'll take you out." Tian Hai personally sent Yu Chun away from the military area.

After returning, Yu Chun told Ping Yi about it.

"Tell me, should we go and see? It's definitely not easy for Qin Ling to care about something." Yu Chun sat on Ping Yi's lap.

Ping Yi put his arms around Yu Chun's waist, "No matter what that thing is, Song Wei will protect it with all his might, and leave it to his eldest son. Don't worry about it."

Yu Chun pouted, "I didn't think about it, I was just a little curious."

"Curiosity killed the cat. You have been noticed by some people now. If you get too close to Tian Hai, be careful not to hurt the other party." Ping Yi told him the stakes.

Yu Chun really stopped, "It's almost noon, can we have takeaway?"

"Eat it yourself, I'll go to practice." Ping Yi patted Yu Chun's butt.

Yu Chun stood up and reminded, "I'll go to Yuxuan Pavilion in the afternoon after dinner, remember to pick me up in the evening."

"Okay." Ping Yi replied, and then went into the room to practice.

Yu Chun smiled slightly, picked up his phone to order takeaway, cleaned up the house after eating, and walked to Panjiayuan.

"Boss." As soon as he saw Yu Chun, Zi Xin greeted him.

Zixin came back yesterday, and started to work as soon as he came back.

"Did you have lunch?" Yu Chun asked thoughtfully.

Zixin nodded, "Spicy fried pork heart for lunch."

The corner of Yu Chun's mouth twitched, "Ahem, it's good to eat."

Because it was not a weekend, Panjiayuan was relatively deserted, and there were not many guests coming to the door.

While Yu Chun was wiping the antiques to pass the time, two people with work badges came in.

"Both leaders, please come in quickly." Seeing the other party's badge, Yu Chun immediately put down the rag in his hand to greet the other party.

One of the women took out a form and handed it to him, "Fill it out, someone will come and collect it tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Yu Chun took it with both hands.

The two did not stay long, and left after delivering the form.

"Boss, what is this?" Zi Xin leaned over to look.

Yu Chun put the form on the counter, which was a consent form to increase the management fee.

There are many options above. The Panjiayuan Management Office is going to receive some tourist groups from other places. I think the purpose of coming here is similar to the antique street in Yangshi.

Because he had received tour groups before, Yu Chun was still willing to make some small money.

However, Panjiayuan is not an antique street in Yangshi after all, and they want to come to some old merchants and don't want the noisy tourist groups to spoil the atmosphere here.

The administrators who delivered the forms left Panjiayuan, and the shop owners came out to bask in the sun.

"What do you all think, do you agree or not?" A shopkeeper of an old store stood up and asked.

Yu Chun followed along to join in the fun, after all, this matter concerns the direction of the entire Panjiayuan.

"I don't agree. We sell rare antiques in our store. Those in the tour group can't buy them. A group of noisy people who don't understand anything. If they break something, we have to touch the porcelain!" One of the china shop owners gave his opinion.

Some stall owners also expressed their ideas. Some agreed that the tour group would come and sell some trinkets to make a fortune, while some disagreed. The reason was naturally the increase in management fees.

"Yuchun, what do you think?"

Yu Chun was a little dazed when his name was suddenly called, he thought for a while before speaking.

"I think that since the management office has issued the form, it means that they have agreed to the proposal, and asking us to fill it out is just a formality.

Now the country attaches great importance to the tourism industry. As a cultural street, Panjiayuan has always received tourists, but the problem is the number of tourists.

We can unify our opinions and let the people in the management office refer to it. First of all, we absolutely do not accept tourist groups on weekends. After all, Panjiayuan is already overcrowded on weekends.

From Monday to Friday, most of the business is deserted. As long as we arrange the number of receptions, it will be beneficial and harmless to us.

As for the increase in management fees, I think it is unavoidable. These days, the guys in the store can't keep them without a salary increase, let alone the people who clean up the house.

Even if we don't increase the management fee from this aspect, we have to find excuses from other aspects. Why should we file this kind of lawsuit with them. "

Yu Chun's words made everyone fall into deep thought.

"You're not bad, you think things through. If you offend the people in the management office, we can't do business with peace of mind." Shopkeeper Wu of the old store looked at Yu Chun appreciatively.

"In this case, shopkeeper Wu, please come up with a plan!" The owner of the porcelain shop said, they must be single-minded in supporting the management office.

Shopkeeper Wu nodded, "We'll follow what Xiao Yu said. Everyone agrees to increase the management fee and accept tour groups, but the number of people you can accept cannot exceed [-] a day, and we don't accept reception on Saturdays and Sundays."

"Okay, just follow this. Everyone go back and fill out the form to explain our requirements." The owner of the porcelain shop agreed. At most, he would put the valuables in the display cabinet from Monday to Friday, and take them out on Saturdays and Sundays. Come out and put it on.