Chapter 40
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The old coffin stopped in front of Ye Muxi's house.
The multifunctional coffin of the little zombie was too rebellious. Ye Muxi didn't want to scare song Qinglan, so he moved all the dowry in the coffin one by one outside the house.
Little stiff lies in the coffin, occasionally helping to pass things out.
When things are moved out of the coffin, small stiff reluctantly carry the baby coffin with Ye Muxi into the house.
After such a toss, it was dark.
Song Qinglan saw the dowry on the floor in the hall, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
"Heer, you..."
Ye Muxi said faintly: "a few things are missing. Although they are expensive, they are all ornaments. The Ye family has already replaced them with other things. You can see if there are any less."
Song Qinglan looked at the dowry full of ground, her voice choked: "good, good, so good..."
Each of these things can bring back memories between her and her husband Ye Yu.
At the moment, she doesn't want to ask Ye Muxi how she got her dowry back.
Because it doesn't matter anymore.
Ye Muxi picked up the pyroglyph stone placed in a very delicate treasure box and said, "give me this one?"
Song Qinglan wiped away the tears in his eyes and said in a rough voice, "take whatever you want."
Many of these dowries are priceless treasures. If one or two of them are pawned, they can live for one or two years.
"I don't need anything else." Ye Muxi looked at her: "money, I will earn, these dowry, if not, put it away."
Song Qinglan has a heaven and earth bag that she has worn since she was a child. If it had not been for ye Muxi, but the heaven and earth bag had already been recognized, she would not have given it.
When song Qinglan heard her say this, she said: "these things are nothing but external things now. Your spirit is only human level, and it's also the soul of things. If you offend ye and Han's family, they will not let you go. You can take these dowries to the trade shop and exchange them for something that can protect yourself..."
Before Song Qinglan finished, ye Muxi said, "no, if you really don't care about the dowry, we can use it in other places."
"Other places?"
Ye Muxi narrowed his eyes, and the cold voice brought some condensation: "revive the Song family."
Song Qinglan breathes: "Song family..."
Ye Muxi said: "mother don't want to go back to see my grandfather and uncle?"
Song Qinglan was excited: "hee, what do you mean Shall we go to Fuxi
Ye Muxi nodded: "yes."
She admitted that she was not afraid of Ye and Han, but her current strength could not compete with Ye Han's two big families, but she could not but take song Qinglan's comfort into consideration.
Returning to Fuxi is the best way for them.
Song Qinglan didn't dare to think about it.
At the beginning, the family did not agree with her to marry to such a distant place, but finally because she loved her, he agreed to marry.
Now that she has such a poor life, what face does she have to go back to face her father and brother?
Ye Muxi saw what she thought in her heart and said: "my grandfather will not receive your reply sooner or later. Sooner or later, people will come to inquire about Nanyan Kyoto. You can't hide it from them for a long time."
Song Qinglan gritted her teeth and clearly understood what ye Muxi said was true.
"Well, let's go tomorrow."
After all these years, she really should go back and have a look.
Song Qinglan is still a strong character in the bone. After making up her mind, she immediately collected all the dowries and then went to prepare them.
It was completely dark.
Perhaps because she wanted to go back to her mother's home, song Qinglan felt better. She cooked a lot of dishes and entertained Xiaogan.
"It's just a little routine. I hope you don't mind."
Small stiff sitting on the chair, the hard chair put his hard body very uncomfortable, his buttocks moving.
Song Qinglan doubts the way: "small stiff how does not move chopsticks?"
Small stiff eyes across a thin layer of black gauze to song Qinglan, very embarrassed way: "I, I never sit in a chair..."
Song Qinglan said, "no chair? What do you usually do? "
Little stiff moved, moved the chair away, and brought back the coffin in the corner. "Puff" sat on the coffin cover, which was a small sigh of relief.
"I'm all on this one."
Song Qinglan said:
Ye Muxi:
Song Qinglan looks at the coffin under his buttocks, then looks at Xiao stiff. How do you think it's wrong.
Ye Muxi opened his mouth and opened the topic: "Niang, little stiff family is poor, used to it."
"I see." Song Qinglan nodded. She still felt something was wrong. No matter how poor she was, she would not even have a chair.
Ye Muxi light way: "start."
He took the lead in moving chopsticks.Song Qinglan's craftsmanship is very good. She squints slightly and is satisfied in her heart. She likes to eat dishes made by song Qinglan, which has a warm taste.
Everyone started, and Xiaoshuang was eating with a bowl in his hand. Only Xiaojian sat there motionless.
Ye Muxi looked up at him: "how?"
"I, I don't need chopsticks either..."
Ye Muxi:
Song Qinglan was surprised: "how do you eat?"
Xiao Jian looked at them, picked up the plate of roast chicken nearest to him, then quickly opened the lid of the coffin, sat in the coffin, and then pressed the roasted chicken to juhunzhu. The roast chicken disappeared, leaving only an empty plate.
Ye Muxi:
Song Qinglan said:
Small stiff satisfied way: "delicious!"
Then he put the empty plate back on the table.
The encyclopedia silently said: "master, you should get used to it. His soul is in the soul gathering beads."
Ye Muxi's silence for a moment: "I'm used to it doesn't mean my mother can get used to it."
Looking up at Song Qinglan, I saw song Qinglan's silly eyes.
"You Where did you eat the roast chicken? " She did not see little stiff mouth, but the roast chicken disappeared in a blink of an eye!
Little stiff seems to want to say something, ye Muxi interrupted: "put into the bag of heaven and earth, he is reluctant to eat, save to eat later."
Song Qinglan: "yes, is it so?"
Seeing ye Muxi's calm face, Xiaogan had to echo her words: "well Well... "
Next, four people finished their dinner in a strange atmosphere.
Ye Muxi wants to send Xiaogan back to that tomb directly, but song Qinglan warmly invites him to stop.
"It's so late and the gate of the city is closed. Isn't Xiaogan saying that his home is on the mountain outside the city? Just stay here for one night. " Song Qinglan said with a smile: "but maybe I'll be aggrieved. I don't have any guest rooms at home. Xi'er sleeps with me at night. You can live in Xi'er's room."
Small stiff shake his head and wave his hand: "no, no, ma'am, I don't need a room, and I don't sleep."
Song Qinglan was surprised: "don't you sleep in bed? How do you sleep every night
Little stiff smile shyly, without saying a word, opened the lid of the coffin, lying in the sarcophagus: "I sleep in the coffin every day!"
I've been sleeping for a thousand years.
“……” Song Qinglan's smile suddenly froze on her face, sleeping in the coffin every day
Every day
After thinking about it for a while, Xiaogan got up again and said in a very friendly way: "the coffin is very big. Does Muxi want to come in and sleep together? There is no ghost in it. "
Ye Muxi put on the coffin cover for him without expression and left two words: "good night."
There are no ghosts in it, but there are zombies!
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The old coffin stopped in front of Ye Muxi's house.
The multifunctional coffin of the little zombie was too rebellious. Ye Muxi didn't want to scare song Qinglan, so he moved all the dowry in the coffin one by one outside the house.
Little stiff lies in the coffin, occasionally helping to pass things out.
When things are moved out of the coffin, small stiff reluctantly carry the baby coffin with Ye Muxi into the house.
After such a toss, it was dark.
Song Qinglan saw the dowry on the floor in the hall, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
"Heer, you..."
Ye Muxi said faintly: "a few things are missing. Although they are expensive, they are all ornaments. The Ye family has already replaced them with other things. You can see if there are any less."
Song Qinglan looked at the dowry full of ground, her voice choked: "good, good, so good..."
Each of these things can bring back memories between her and her husband Ye Yu.
At the moment, she doesn't want to ask Ye Muxi how she got her dowry back.
Because it doesn't matter anymore.
Ye Muxi picked up the pyroglyph stone placed in a very delicate treasure box and said, "give me this one?"
Song Qinglan wiped away the tears in his eyes and said in a rough voice, "take whatever you want."
Many of these dowries are priceless treasures. If one or two of them are pawned, they can live for one or two years.
"I don't need anything else." Ye Muxi looked at her: "money, I will earn, these dowry, if not, put it away."
Song Qinglan has a heaven and earth bag that she has worn since she was a child. If it had not been for ye Muxi, but the heaven and earth bag had already been recognized, she would not have given it.
When song Qinglan heard her say this, she said: "these things are nothing but external things now. Your spirit is only human level, and it's also the soul of things. If you offend ye and Han's family, they will not let you go. You can take these dowries to the trade shop and exchange them for something that can protect yourself..."
Before Song Qinglan finished, ye Muxi said, "no, if you really don't care about the dowry, we can use it in other places."
"Other places?"
Ye Muxi narrowed his eyes, and the cold voice brought some condensation: "revive the Song family."
Song Qinglan breathes: "Song family..."
Ye Muxi said: "mother don't want to go back to see my grandfather and uncle?"
Song Qinglan was excited: "hee, what do you mean Shall we go to Fuxi
Ye Muxi nodded: "yes."
She admitted that she was not afraid of Ye and Han, but her current strength could not compete with Ye Han's two big families, but she could not but take song Qinglan's comfort into consideration.
Returning to Fuxi is the best way for them.
Song Qinglan didn't dare to think about it.
At the beginning, the family did not agree with her to marry to such a distant place, but finally because she loved her, he agreed to marry.
Now that she has such a poor life, what face does she have to go back to face her father and brother?
Ye Muxi saw what she thought in her heart and said: "my grandfather will not receive your reply sooner or later. Sooner or later, people will come to inquire about Nanyan Kyoto. You can't hide it from them for a long time."
Song Qinglan gritted her teeth and clearly understood what ye Muxi said was true.
"Well, let's go tomorrow."
After all these years, she really should go back and have a look.
Song Qinglan is still a strong character in the bone. After making up her mind, she immediately collected all the dowries and then went to prepare them.
It was completely dark.
Perhaps because she wanted to go back to her mother's home, song Qinglan felt better. She cooked a lot of dishes and entertained Xiaogan.
"It's just a little routine. I hope you don't mind."
Small stiff sitting on the chair, the hard chair put his hard body very uncomfortable, his buttocks moving.
Song Qinglan doubts the way: "small stiff how does not move chopsticks?"
Small stiff eyes across a thin layer of black gauze to song Qinglan, very embarrassed way: "I, I never sit in a chair..."
Song Qinglan said, "no chair? What do you usually do? "
Little stiff moved, moved the chair away, and brought back the coffin in the corner. "Puff" sat on the coffin cover, which was a small sigh of relief.
"I'm all on this one."
Song Qinglan said:
Ye Muxi:
Song Qinglan looks at the coffin under his buttocks, then looks at Xiao stiff. How do you think it's wrong.
Ye Muxi opened his mouth and opened the topic: "Niang, little stiff family is poor, used to it."
"I see." Song Qinglan nodded. She still felt something was wrong. No matter how poor she was, she would not even have a chair.
Ye Muxi light way: "start."
He took the lead in moving chopsticks.Song Qinglan's craftsmanship is very good. She squints slightly and is satisfied in her heart. She likes to eat dishes made by song Qinglan, which has a warm taste.
Everyone started, and Xiaoshuang was eating with a bowl in his hand. Only Xiaojian sat there motionless.
Ye Muxi looked up at him: "how?"
"I, I don't need chopsticks either..."
Ye Muxi:
Song Qinglan was surprised: "how do you eat?"
Xiao Jian looked at them, picked up the plate of roast chicken nearest to him, then quickly opened the lid of the coffin, sat in the coffin, and then pressed the roasted chicken to juhunzhu. The roast chicken disappeared, leaving only an empty plate.
Ye Muxi:
Song Qinglan said:
Small stiff satisfied way: "delicious!"
Then he put the empty plate back on the table.
The encyclopedia silently said: "master, you should get used to it. His soul is in the soul gathering beads."
Ye Muxi's silence for a moment: "I'm used to it doesn't mean my mother can get used to it."
Looking up at Song Qinglan, I saw song Qinglan's silly eyes.
"You Where did you eat the roast chicken? " She did not see little stiff mouth, but the roast chicken disappeared in a blink of an eye!
Little stiff seems to want to say something, ye Muxi interrupted: "put into the bag of heaven and earth, he is reluctant to eat, save to eat later."
Song Qinglan: "yes, is it so?"
Seeing ye Muxi's calm face, Xiaogan had to echo her words: "well Well... "
Next, four people finished their dinner in a strange atmosphere.
Ye Muxi wants to send Xiaogan back to that tomb directly, but song Qinglan warmly invites him to stop.
"It's so late and the gate of the city is closed. Isn't Xiaogan saying that his home is on the mountain outside the city? Just stay here for one night. " Song Qinglan said with a smile: "but maybe I'll be aggrieved. I don't have any guest rooms at home. Xi'er sleeps with me at night. You can live in Xi'er's room."
Small stiff shake his head and wave his hand: "no, no, ma'am, I don't need a room, and I don't sleep."
Song Qinglan was surprised: "don't you sleep in bed? How do you sleep every night
Little stiff smile shyly, without saying a word, opened the lid of the coffin, lying in the sarcophagus: "I sleep in the coffin every day!"
I've been sleeping for a thousand years.
“……” Song Qinglan's smile suddenly froze on her face, sleeping in the coffin every day
Every day
After thinking about it for a while, Xiaogan got up again and said in a very friendly way: "the coffin is very big. Does Muxi want to come in and sleep together? There is no ghost in it. "
Ye Muxi put on the coffin cover for him without expression and left two words: "good night."
There are no ghosts in it, but there are zombies!
www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
The old coffin stopped in front of Ye Muxi's house. The multifunctional coffin of the little zombie was too rebellious. Ye Muxi didn't want to scare song Qinglan, so he moved all the dowry in the coffin one by one outside the house. Little stiff lies in the coffin, occasionally helping to pass things out. When things are moved out of the coffin, small stiff reluctantly carry the baby coffin with Ye Muxi into the house. After such a toss, it was dark. Song Qinglan saw the dowry on the floor in the hall, and her eyes suddenly turned red. "Heer, you..." Ye Muxi said faintly: "a few things are missing. Although they are expensive, they are all ornaments. The Ye family has already replaced them with other things. You can see if there are any less." Song Qinglan looked at the dowry full of ground, her voice choked: "good, good, so good..." Each of these things can bring back memories between her and her husband Ye Yu. At the moment, she doesn't want to ask Ye Muxi how she got her dowry back. Because it doesn't matter anymore. Ye Muxi picked up the pyroglyph stone placed in a very delicate treasure box and said, "give me this one?" Song Qinglan wiped away the tears in his eyes and said in a rough voice, "take whatever you want." Many of these dowries are priceless treasures. If one or two of them are pawned, they can live for one or two years. "I don't need anything else." Ye Muxi looked at her: "money, I will earn, these dowry, if not, put it away." Song Qinglan has a heaven and earth bag that she has worn since she was a child. If it had not been for ye Muxi, but the heaven and earth bag had already been recognized, she would not have given it. When song Qinglan heard her say this, she said: "these things are nothing but external things now. Your spirit is only human level, and it's also the soul of things. If you offend ye and Han's family, they will not let you go. You can take these dowries to the trade shop and exchange them for something that can protect yourself..." Before Song Qinglan finished, ye Muxi said, "no, if you really don't care about the dowry, we can use it in other places." "Other places?" Ye Muxi narrowed his eyes, and the cold voice brought some condensation: "revive the Song family." Song Qinglan breathes: "Song family..." Ye Muxi said: "mother don't want to go back to see my grandfather and uncle?" Song Qinglan was excited: "hee, what do you mean Shall we go to Fuxi Ye Muxi nodded: "yes." She admitted that she was not afraid of Ye and Han, but her current strength could not compete with Ye Han's two big families, but she could not but take song Qinglan's comfort into consideration. Returning to Fuxi is the best way for them. Song Qinglan didn't dare to think about it. At the beginning, the family did not agree with her to marry to such a distant place, but finally because she loved her, he agreed to marry. Now that she has such a poor life, what face does she have to go back to face her father and brother? Ye Muxi saw what she thought in her heart and said: "my grandfather will not receive your reply sooner or later. Sooner or later, people will come to inquire about Nanyan Kyoto. You can't hide it from them for a long time." Song Qinglan gritted her teeth and clearly understood what ye Muxi said was true. "Well, let's go tomorrow." After all these years, she really should go back and have a look. Song Qinglan is still a strong character in the bone. After making up her mind, she immediately collected all the dowries and then went to prepare them. It was completely dark. Perhaps because she wanted to go back to her mother's home, song Qinglan felt better. She cooked a lot of dishes and entertained Xiaogan. "It's just a little routine. I hope you don't mind." Small stiff sitting on the chair, the hard chair put his hard body very uncomfortable, his buttocks moving. Song Qinglan doubts the way: "small stiff how does not move chopsticks?" Small stiff eyes across a thin layer of black gauze to song Qinglan, very embarrassed way: "I, I never sit in a chair..." Song Qinglan said, "no chair? What do you usually do? " Little stiff moved, moved the chair away, and brought back the coffin in the corner. "Puff" sat on the coffin cover, which was a small sigh of relief. "I'm all on this one." Song Qinglan said: Ye Muxi: Song Qinglan looks at the coffin under his buttocks, then looks at Xiao stiff. How do you think it's wrong. Ye Muxi opened his mouth and opened the topic: "Niang, little stiff family is poor, used to it." "I see." Song Qinglan nodded. She still felt something was wrong. No matter how poor she was, she would not even have a chair. Ye Muxi light way: "start." He took the lead in moving chopsticks.Song Qinglan's craftsmanship is very good. She squints slightly and is satisfied in her heart. She likes to eat dishes made by song Qinglan, which has a warm taste. Everyone started, and Xiaoshuang was eating with a bowl in his hand. Only Xiaojian sat there motionless. Ye Muxi looked up at him: "how?" "I, I don't need chopsticks either..." Ye Muxi: Song Qinglan was surprised: "how do you eat?" Xiao Jian looked at them, picked up the plate of roast chicken nearest to him, then quickly opened the lid of the coffin, sat in the coffin, and then pressed the roasted chicken to juhunzhu. The roast chicken disappeared, leaving only an empty plate. Ye Muxi: Song Qinglan said: Small stiff satisfied way: "delicious!" Then he put the empty plate back on the table. The encyclopedia silently said: "master, you should get used to it. His soul is in the soul gathering beads." Ye Muxi's silence for a moment: "I'm used to it doesn't mean my mother can get used to it." Looking up at Song Qinglan, I saw song Qinglan's silly eyes. "You Where did you eat the roast chicken? " She did not see little stiff mouth, but the roast chicken disappeared in a blink of an eye! Little stiff seems to want to say something, ye Muxi interrupted: "put into the bag of heaven and earth, he is reluctant to eat, save to eat later." Song Qinglan: "yes, is it so?" Seeing ye Muxi's calm face, Xiaogan had to echo her words: "well Well... " Next, four people finished their dinner in a strange atmosphere. Ye Muxi wants to send Xiaogan back to that tomb directly, but song Qinglan warmly invites him to stop. "It's so late and the gate of the city is closed. Isn't Xiaogan saying that his home is on the mountain outside the city? Just stay here for one night. " Song Qinglan said with a smile: "but maybe I'll be aggrieved. I don't have any guest rooms at home. Xi'er sleeps with me at night. You can live in Xi'er's room." Small stiff shake his head and wave his hand: "no, no, ma'am, I don't need a room, and I don't sleep." Song Qinglan was surprised: "don't you sleep in bed? How do you sleep every night Little stiff smile shyly, without saying a word, opened the lid of the coffin, lying in the sarcophagus: "I sleep in the coffin every day!" I've been sleeping for a thousand years. Song Qinglan's smile suddenly froze on her face, sleeping in the coffin every day Every day After thinking about it for a while, Xiaogan got up again and said in a very friendly way: "the coffin is very big. Does Muxi want to come in and sleep together? There is no ghost in it. " Ye Muxi put on the coffin cover for him without expression and left two words: "good night." There are no ghosts in it, but there are zombies! www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
