Ye Caitang and Xia Yue grabbed the homeless man's notes and looked at each other in a daze. Everyone laughed wildly, and wrote the four words "schadenfresh" on their faces.

But the world is not completely cold.

After laughing, Liu Sha, Xie Zhi and Wang Tong said one after another, how could a real man ask Ye Caitang, a girl's house to do this dirty and hard work? The brothers are willing to change it with you.

Ye Caitang was particularly moved.

But Xia Yue was very dissatisfied. He thought it was unreasonable that he was doing worse than Ye Caitang, so he looked at Ye Caitang with a calm face.

Poor Ye Caitang, under the pressure of his leadership, did not dare to accept the love and dedication of his colleagues.

She felt aggrieved, trembling, and wiped her tears and said, "I just want to be a homeless man, it's great to be a homeless man."

What if the leader is left behind and rejects the homeless man, the leader is angry and beats himself back to beg for food.

Most of the bosses at the Six Doors are cruel and cannot do anything.

So the joy was so great that Ye Caitang and Xia Yue both dressed up.

Fortunately, Xia Yue was not so crazy about him, so he didn't let Liang Meng go to the street to take out two sets of homeless clothes. He was fleas and lice, so he couldn't wear them himself.

So Xia Yue found a mate in the six doors and asked for the most broken set, then cut a little bit, then took some dirt, and it was almost done.

As for Ye Caitang, Xia Yue said: "Just Ye just wears his body that he was unwilling to throw away."

It was the one that Xia Yue asked to throw away early in the morning, but Ye Caitang was reluctant to throw it away. Later, she went to Nanshan and broke into two pieces of cloth. She also wore the cloth that she had returned.

Aunt Lin was clever and even sewed it, but Ye Caitang didn't dare to wear it in front of Xia Yue anymore, otherwise he would definitely be scolded.

The Wandering Duo sneaked into the Wandering Team and even stuffed the boss to the lead.

Everything was as usual at first, and they mixed in the crowd, holding a broken bowl, and asking for some money together.

Xia Yue was not ashamed to see people. Ye Caitang was also a little nervous at first, but later he thought that anyway, his face was painted like that. Not to mention that he didn't know anyone, even if he knew someone, he wouldn't recognize him. He might as well throw him apart.

She also asked Xia Yue in advance that she could keep the money she needed.

She focused on the person she met at the entrance of the village before, holding grass leaves and weaving grasshoppers.

Sure enough, in the afternoon, there were not too many people, and the man quietly walked away.

After a while, he came back, with a small homeless man following behind him.

Ye Caitang was forced to have enough clothes and was about to go up and catch people, but Xia Yue caught them.

Xia Yue said: "Wait."

Ye Caitang wondered: "Hmm?"

"I've come here." Xia Yue whispered: "Let her burn incense."

Ye Caitang was a little surprised. He saw that Xia Yue could not bear it for a second just now, but now he was willing to wait for her to finish the incense.

So everyone waited together until she sings the fragrance of Master Ruhui, and then she started.

It is probably because Xia Yue agrees with this point. No matter what thirty-seven years ago, everything Ru Hui did in the past few decades, whether it is atonement or not, it is worthy of this farewell.

After the little man surrounded him, she naturally knew what was going on. She paused and sneered: "I really didn't expect that you even need to use the dead."

"No." Xia Yue said: "You thought of it, but because this is the farewell of Master Ruhui, you must come."

After the man wiped his hair, he looked like he was in his thirties. This could not be Huifei, but he must have some origin.

Xia Yue said something.

The man opened his mouth and wanted to refute it, but he didn't say anything after all. Instead, he said, "Yes, you are right. In fact, from the day Master Ruhui died, I thought of today. It has been thirty-seven years, thirty-seven years, you have not given up on that case. In thirty-seven years, Master Ruhui has not forgiven yourself."

This is a case where you can't get angry when you think about it, but sadness is everywhere from beginning to end.

Xia Yue waved his hand and said, "Take it away."

No matter how affectionate it is, it is understandable that four lives will be punished by death.

The man did not resist and followed him away because she knew martial arts and for safety, she even put on handcuffs and shackles.

The night gradually faded, and Jingxin Temple finally calmed down.

The people from the Six Gate retreated, and the villagers who came to worship were dispersed. Everyone only knew that the government had arrested someone and was a homeless man. They probably wanted to get some money in there. After a few words, they didn't take it seriously.

As night fell, Jingxin Temple was empty.

A figure slowly walked from the mountain road, pushed open the empty temple gate, and walked in.

She was carrying a basket in her hand and walked very slowly. From that position, she could see that she was an old man.

She walked to Ruhui's spiritual throne and opened the basket, which contained items from the ritual.

There are incense, candles, ingots and paper money, and fresh foods, which are all vegetarian dishes.

She took out a fire note from her arms and lit incense and candles, and arranged the offerings as well. Ruhui knelt down and kowtowed her seriously.

"I didn't expect that we really never saw each other again after we parted thirty-seven years ago."

This is the voice of an old woman, speaking slowly, with a hint of gentleness.

The door of the yard was slowly opened. In the creaking sound, Xia Yue, with Ye Caitang and everyone, appeared at the door with torches.

The woman turned around suddenly and looked at them in shock

Xia Yue said: "Empress Hui, we finally meet."

The woman was wearing a headscarf and covered with silver silk. Although her wrinkles were still visible, she could see her beautiful face. From entering the door to kneeling down, she behaved dignifiedly.

Listening to Xia Yue's self-introduction, the woman's face was shocked for a moment, but she soon calmed down.

When you reach this point, you're probably a little mentally prepared.

Even if it is unexpected, it is not too unexpected.

The woman slowly stood up and shook her hair down her temples: "You are the chief constable of Liusanmen, Lord Xia Yuexia. I know that you have been looking for me in Nanshan these days."

"Yes, it's Xia Yue." Xia Yue brought everyone over: "The Empress is hiding well, let me find it."

Hui Fei smiled slightly: "Although I hid, I was still found. But I really want to know how you knew my existence."

There was only one person who appeared in front of everyone. This person was in his thirties or forties and had been arrested.

Ye Caitang took out a handkerchief from his arms. The handkerchief was wrapped and opened. It seemed that there was nothing inside.

But Ye Caitang used two fingers to pinch something and took it out.

"This is what I found at the scene of Wang Xi's death." Ye Caitang held half of the white hair in his hand: "The inn shopkeeper determined that the person who was looking for Wang Xi was a middle-aged man, and I found the white hair at the scene, three victims, and they were killed at the same time, so we guess that there is probably more than one murderer."

If Concubine Hui had lived to this day, she would have had some gray hair.
Chapter completed!