Chapter 747 (1/2)

Ye wearily felt very strange and strange, ”Xiao su... Why have you never heard of such a master before? What did he teach you?”

After all, a dead man was brought back... In short, it was a little strange and strange.

Ruan Su looked at him with light eyes, ”some small skills are not worth mentioning. You'll know later.”

It took her a lot of effort to accept these metaphysical things.

She was afraid to frighten the Ye family, so she didn't intend to tell them frankly for the time being.

She didn't want to break the peaceful Ye family because of her arrival.

After all... She had never experienced anything except seeing Taoist Niu put the spell into her body.

Therefore, she didn't know how to tell them the strangeness and particularity of her master.

She may need a lot of practice.

Will understand the mystery of this new ability.

When ye wearily heard her say this, he didn't say anything more, but pondered and said, ”since your master taught you, now the old man has died, we Ye family naturally need to bear the obligation to bury him. Don't worry, I will find him a Fengshui treasure land in Liubao mountain and bury him there.”

Liubaoshan is a cemetery. The cemeteries there are not cheap.

But no matter for the Ye family or Ruan Su, it's a little fun.

Ruan Su nodded, ”thank you, uncle. I'll pay for the cemetery. It can't be counted into the Ye family's account.”

”Do you need to prepare for the funeral?” Mrs. Ye really felt a little scary. Fortunately, Ruan Su, if it was someone else.

It's not surprising that she carried a dead man back early in the morning.

I feel uncomfortable when I think about it.

But when he thought that he was also Ruan Su's master and thought of Ruan Su's amazing dance last night, Ling Yichen turned green with anger.

Without these masters, how could Xiao Su be so proud and give parents a face?

Considering this layer, Mrs. Ye is not so diaphragmatic.

”My master has been a low-key man all his life. It's better to bury him in a low-key way, so that he can walk with peace of mind.” Ruan Su saw that the mortician had finished sorting out Taoist Niu's appearance and went to check it finally.

Taoist Niu cleaned up his messy beard and hair, and changed his ragged clothes into a set of clean clothes.

It doesn't look very scary.

Ye Xinyun looked at Ruan Su looking at Taoist Niu next to the coffin. He couldn't help but scream in his heart. It was a dead man! Kiss, how dare you watch it for so long!

Is there a mistake?!

Ruan Su looked at it for a while and found that there was no problem. He said to the housekeeper, ”cover the coffin!”

The Ye family cremated Taoist Niu quietly, and then buried the ashes on Liubao mountain.

Ruan Su stood in front of the tombstone, knelt down and kowtowed three times to Taoist Niu's portrait.

”Master, don't worry. I Ruan Su swear in front of you that I won't be the flower of evil all my life. I will punish traitors and eliminate evil, give full play to what I have learned, and live up to master's expectations.”

With that, she knocked her head three times before she got up.

She turned and went down the mountain. I don't know when it began to rain in the sky.

The rain hit her coolly. She suddenly remembered that the day when Bo Xingzhi's grandfather was buried... It was also raining.

She sighed as if it had been a long time ago.

Too much has happened in the past two years.

As she walked, she was trapped in the memory, and suddenly... She had a flash of inspiration. If she firmly mastered the calculation, could she calculate whether her mother was still alive or not?

Master once said that he has a sister and is still alive!

My sister is alive!

Her breath suddenly tightened.

Does that mean mother is alive?

At that time, she should have asked about her mother... Unfortunately, the master died before she had time.

But the vast sea of people, where is she going to find her sister?

She was impatient. When she came to the foot of the mountain, she saw Ye Yanli standing by the car waiting for her with a transparent umbrella.

After seeing her, he immediately greeted her with an umbrella. ”Xiao Su, are you wet?”

He was afraid that Ruan Su and his master had something secret to tell, so he didn't dare to go up the mountain to pick her up.

Fortunately, it was a drizzle, not a downpour.

After getting on the car, he found an unopened disposable towel from the trunk, ”wipe your hair.”

”It's just a little steam,” said Ruan Su, but he took the towel and wiped his hair.

The heart is warm. Ye wearily cares about her very much. This kind of long lost family affection is something she has never felt before in Ruan su.

She threw the towel into the car trash can.

Looking at Liubao mountain from afar, I am getting farther and farther away from my sight.

She meditated in her heart, master, rest in peace!