For ten years, he didn't pay attention to this woman deliberately.
Rumors about her often entered the conversation of people around him.
Because of Mr. Ye's entrustment and some business dealings, he had very frequent contact with her husband, Zhang Yu.
This is the point of what he is so curious about now!
After just six months of getting along, they got married. They were two completely unrelated people, but their married life turned out to be very happy.
This is similar to what we ordinary people see on the Internet: "Why are more and more people afraid of marriage now?", "What are those young people who are afraid of marriage, what are they afraid of?", "The truth about young people's fear of marriage."——
... Information like this is completely different, even completely opposite.
Their happy life is obvious to all the people in Qingcheng.
I can't blame the locals for talking about Ye Zhaoling's inability to speak or her inability to have children after dinner.
Who said they were so happy that people would be jealous?
But he despised even more, the long-tongued woman who was blinded by jealousy and made up nonsense after losing her brain stem!
What did he do with Zhang Yu...
Does he deserve to be forced to become a mistress because he has a face that brings disaster to the country and the people?
These lemon monsters were so well made up that he, the client, could hardly tell the truth from the lies!
He was already very unlucky selling coffins.
You also have to be told bad things behind your back.
…Mold upon mold.
Hey, let's talk about the heroine Ye Zhaoling who was "three" by him for no reason.
Logically speaking, Ye Zhaoling came to him the night after her wedding to ask for the body to be transported. She shouldn't have lived a happy life, right?
Isn't this the opposite of what she originally meant?
He was confused about this.
As for the other party involved, Zhang Yu.
This guy is very weird.
Because he, Tang Boyu, is the most talented fortune teller in his generation.
I can't even see clearly... Zhang Yu's face!
This is extremely rare.
Either, he had plastic surgery. Or, it means...
Fortunately, his interest in this man was limited.
He was not prepared to have any strange interest in a man.
No. 66 Qingchun Road, the door is locked tightly.
He stood outside and peeked in furtively, but the curtains were drawn tightly and he couldn't find anything.
Reluctantly, he took out his tools, but after thinking for a while, he gave up picking the lock and decided to climb over the wall.
After climbing into the yard, he knocked on the door.
After knocking on the door, I suddenly realized that I was a little stupid.
Normally, there would be only one body in the room.
The murderer will not sit there and wait to be killed.
Those who lock themselves in a room after killing someone and not running away are probably those who escaped from a mental hospital.
He tried twisting the handle.
Crunch——
Door.
It's open.
He opened the door and walked in.
Who is it?
The answer was soon revealed——
Ye Zhaoling.
It was both unexpected and reasonable.
He suddenly became interested in Zhang Yu again.
A vendetta? A love murder? He is really a non-toxic man.
The corpse that was supposed to be lying inside was sitting on the coffee table, slowly showing him a weak smile.
The lid of the coffin next to her had been cracked from the middle and was very crisp.
A normal person would be scared shitless at this moment.
Fortunately, he is not a normal person.
He looked at Ye Zhaoling calmly.
frown.
His anger was very thin, and he looked like he was about to die soon.
but!
The aura in the brain is shining, but the spirit is lifeless.
In other words, Ye Zhaoling's brain is normal, the brain of a living person, but her heart is dead! It is not the heart of a living person!
What the hell is this?
A series of question marks flashed through Tang Boyu's mind.
Ye Zhaoling saw Boss Tang appear at the door, with no expression on his face. After a while, he didn't move, so she pointed to her leg.
Tang Boyu was surprised to find that the woman's right leg was hanging on the ground in a twisted way.
He looked at the halved coffin lid.
Good guy, this was the first time he saw someone kick open the coffin lid and crawl out!
It turned out that Ye Zhaoling kicked the coffin open and came out, using too much force and breaking his leg.
Okay! The inside of the coffin is a catalpa wood coffin that is one of the hardest.
As the saying goes: A thousand-year-old cypress and ten thousand-year-old fir are not as good as one branch of a catalpa tree.
Ye Zhaoling blinked, urging him to work quickly.
Tang Boyu originally wanted to carry her on his back, but the woman shook her head repeatedly and shook her intact left leg.
This means that my right leg cannot swing.
Tang Boyu didn't believe in the evil and walked two steps on his back. His back collar was soaked.
Turning around, Ye Zhaoling saw that his head was covered in cold sweat and his face was expressionless.
He put the person down and tried to calm down his mood.
But he still felt from the bottom of his heart that this woman was really troublesome!
With a cold face, when he pulled Ye Zhaoling up again, he felt her weak pulse, his eyes were obviously fixed on her arm, and the strength in his hand could not help but become a little lighter.
When he started to speak but stopped, Ye Zhaoling just raised his other arm and pointed at Qingcheng Mountain.
And he looked back and forth at the two arms, his eyes even more complicated.
Ye Zhaoling did not notice this, and her cold eyes made people suspect that she had not climbed out of the coffin, but had just climbed out of hell.
He had no choice but to hold the person in his arms.
Now it was his turn to feel uncomfortable.
When he left the door of Ye Zhaoling's house, he seemed to hear the woman say something.
Thinking he was talking to himself, he asked for a long time but got no answer, and even ignored him.
He had a bad headache.
Whether it's physical or mental.
Tang Boyu carried Ye Zhaoling up Qingcheng Mountain.
Maybe it's because the person is not completely dead, so it seems to have no weight at all, and is light and airy, like a reed.
I remembered the woman's energetic face when she asked him to transport the body ten years ago, and now the scars on her arms, and this half-dead look.
It's really hard not to be a little curious about what happened to her.
More sympathy.
When he came to his door ten years ago, he had wondered where the eldest lady of the Ye family could find out about the work he was doing in private.
Now we have a glimpse of it.
However, he neither stole nor robbed, and he felt no regrets.
This cargo transport job is also thanks to the rules on Qingcheng Mountain.
One of them is that on days other than June 6th, in addition to the people on the mountain who are not allowed to go down the mountain, the people on the mountain who have not worshiped the nanny are not allowed to go up the mountain at will.
But he has a special status and is not restricted, so people always come to him to deliver things to the mountain.
Now, the person who died in front of him was not the "Zhang Yu" he had guessed, but the woman who asked him to "carry the body" up Qingcheng Mountain herself!
The facts answered the doubts he had accumulated for ten years.
At the same time, it also gave rise to more doubts.
Ye Zhaoling quietly huddled in his arms, staring blankly at Qingcheng Mountain.
There was no warmth about a living person in her body.
Isn't this a sign that a person is about to die?
Perhaps, he hadn't sent her to her destination before.
People lose their temper...
He quickened his pace.
Trees dozens of feet high blocked the sky and the sun, and a gust of wind rushed past the two of them, causing goose bumps.
"whee……"
A thin, high-pitched laugh came from the depths of the jungle, where a second dark wind was sitting.
Ye Zhaoling lowered his eyelids.
Tang Boyu never stopped at all.
I laughed like this for half an hour.
The two people's unmoved look made the things in the dark become even more rampant.
I vowed to prove my existence to both of them.
"Haha!"
"whee!"
"Chirp!"
"Caw!"
Tang Boyu started coughing and couldn't bear the disturbance.
He really didn't know why he was showing off some inappropriate heroism!
Why bother?
The night on Qingcheng Mountain is a nightmare for living people.