I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

"Dong dong dong."

As a ray of morning light shone into the mourning hall, the girl in mourning clothes who was kneeling in front of the coffin suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door.

"Dad, Mom, the coffin bearers should be here. Let's solve this problem early today and reunite as soon as possible."

The girl in mourning clothes took out a dagger from under the futon, hid it in her lapel, pinned it to her trouser pocket, stood up slowly, and showed off her graceful figure.

"Squeak."

After a while, she moved to the door, reached out and took off the door bolt, looked up and saw a carriage parked in front of the door. Four men in white hats and black clothes stood on the left side of the carriage, and four men in white clothes stood on the right side. Girl with hair.

She spent a lot of money to hire these four men and four women from other places.

However, no one from the locals, including relatives, friends, neighbors, Taoists, and monks, dared to come to attend the funeral after hearing that her parents had died at the hands of evil spirits.

"Sorry to trouble you all." The girl in filial piety bowed deeply.

Although these eight people accepted the money, they more or less found out some things. They only regarded her as a disaster star and did not dare to talk to her, let alone look her in the eyes. They could only bow in silence and return the favor.

The girl in mourning clothes was already used to this. She straightened up and opened the door: "The two coffins and funeral supplies are in the mourning hall. Please bring them."

Eight people lowered their heads and filed in. Soon, four men carried a coffin with difficulty, and four women brought a pile of funerary objects.

The girl in filial piety stood quietly in front of the gate and waited, as silent and silent as a walking zombie that had lost its soul.

"Are you Shi Shi?" When the second coffin was carried out by four people and thrown casually into the carriage, a questioning voice suddenly brought her back to reality from her dazed state.

His eyes gradually focused, and he saw a tall man wearing strange clothes, with a strong figure that almost burst his clothes, standing in front of him.

"Who are you?" Shi Shi was a little surprised.

No matter how she recalled it, she could not think of any connection between this man and herself, or even her family.

"I'm here to help." Qin Yao glanced at the extremely shabby funeral procession and said in a deep voice.

Shi Shi was silent for a moment, then said apologetically: "I don't know what your relationship is with us..."

Qin Yao pursed his lips and said, "I am your father's sworn brother. Just call me uncle."

Shi Shi: "..."

She had never heard of her father having any sworn brothers, but in the current situation where her family was being shunned by both close and distant relatives, it was a matter of friendship that someone was willing to come and help.

Since it was friendship, she had to continue.

"Uncle, uncle..."

"Yes, niece." Qin Yao nodded and pointed at the shabby funeral procession: "Let them all go back. It doesn't look like a funeral. It doesn't look like that. My uncle has already contacted the funeral procession. It is absolutely professional. "

Shi Shi was stunned.

Who is this uncle?

Have you found the professional funeral procession? ?

"Uncle, where is the funeral procession you mentioned?" Shi Shi said softly after swallowing silently.

Qin Yao put his hand into his pocket, holding the magic bead in his palm, then took out his palm and pointed forward: "Look, isn't that it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud suona startled countless birds in the forest, bringing with it a burst of extremely rich white mist.

Shi Shi and the eight employees blinked subconsciously, only to see a huge team dressed in white funeral robes, straw hats, carrying suonas, jade flutes, gongs, flower baskets, mourning clothes, and various funerary objects emerging from the crowd. Walking out of the smoke.

Vast, solemn and solemn.

Shi Shi was stunned.

The eight employees were also stunned.

I have never heard of a funeral of this kind, let alone seen it.

When she told her parents about her death wish in the mourning hall, Shi Shi didn't cry, but at this moment, looking at the huge funeral procession, the girl's eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she knelt down towards Qin Yao, kowtowing. .

As a biological daughter, how could she not want her parents to be buried in glory? Unfortunately, she couldn't do it!

It really can't be done.

With the threat of the Ghost King, even if she inherited all the family's inheritance, no one would dare to risk their lives to participate in this frivolous affair.

Qin Yao bent down, stretched out his hands to help the boneless girl up, and said softly: "It is natural to carry the coffin into the burial, and pulling it with a carriage is not the same."

"I'm sorry, uncle." Shi Shi burst into tears.

Qin Yao let go of her elbow and said warmly: "I'm not blaming you, and I know it's not easy for you. Let the eight of them disperse, let's carry the coffin and bury it."

Shi Shi nodded heavily, took off a brocade bag from his body, took out pieces of broken silver, and handed them to eight people one after another.

The four men and four women silently collected the money, turned around and left without saying a word.

For them, what they experienced today was too sinister. The strange man and the bizarre funeral procession were so horrifying no matter how scary they looked. It was better to leave early.

"Carry the coffin!"

After a while.

Following Qin Yao's deep shout, the eight mourning ghosts lifted up the two coffins, played the suona to clear the way, followed closely by those who played the jade flute, drums, and gongs, and pieces of paper money were thrown into the air, rustling. Landing.

"Let's go." Qin Yao reached out to wipe away the tears on the girl's face and patted her shoulder.

Looking at the beautiful team, and then at the tall figure beside her, in an instant, it seemed as if a beam of light shone into the girl's clouded heart, bringing her a glimmer of life and a glimmer of hope.

"Uncle, thank you." Shi Shi said quietly.

"What did you say?" Qin Yao couldn't hear clearly.

Shi Shi took a breath and said, "I said, after the funeral, you must leave Shijia Town as soon as possible, and then never come back again."

Qin Yao pondered for a moment and said seriously: "I heard about your parents and know what you mean. But if you are left here alone, you will not be able to escape the clutches of Fuso Ghost!"

Shi Shi licked his pale lips and said softly: "I'm ready to commit suicide. No matter how powerful Fuso Ghost King is, he can't snatch my ghost away from Gui Cha, right?"

Qin Yao said: "You underestimate Fuso Ghost too much... The title Ghost King is not just a random one. Ordinary ghosts may not be able to keep you in front of him."

Shi Shi's face turned pale and his heart sank slightly.

While Qin Yao was thinking about how much virtue he could get from saving her, he said, "Shi Shi, if you want to escape the clutches of Fusang Ghost, your only hope is to fly away."

Shi Shi smiled bitterly and said: "That Fuso Ghost King has coveted me for a long time. I'm afraid that wherever I go, he will follow me and his ghost will never leave."

Qin Yao: "There is a place where he will definitely not be able to follow."

"Where?" Shi Shi raised her unpainted face, and a gleam of hope suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Capital!"

Qin Yao said with certainty: "The capital is suppressed by the dragon of national luck. Not to mention he is a ghost king. Even the evil god and demon will not dare to enter the capital easily unless it is in the last years of the dynasty...

You exchange all your family's inheritance into silver notes and take them with you. As long as you can reach the capital safely, you can be reborn. "

At this point, he paused slightly and then said: "Just in time, I have something to do when I go to the capital, so I can escort you all the way."