The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 101 Waste
Xie Zhifei took a deep breath.

"What about the third?"

"I received 2000 taels from Ji Lingchuan. I took people's money to eliminate disasters for them. This is the righteousness of a demon-turned-devil. The old lady showed me her inner demons because she trusted me. I have to do my best for her. This is the way of the demon-turned-man.”

Yan Sanhe lowered his head and murmured, "You won't understand any of this."

"If you don't tell me, I won't understand."

Xie Zhifei looked at her condescendingly, his eyes burning like fire.

This girl is obviously soft-hearted and kind-hearted, but she has to put a layer of coldness on her face. Is she stupid?
"Yan Sanhe, can you please listen to what I have to say?"

"Can you let go first?"

This girl was a head shorter than him, but her arrogance was a head taller than him. Xie Zhifei smiled softly and let go of his hand.

"In this way, we will divide into two groups."

"Which two ways?"

"Zhu Qing and Huang Qi are quick with their hands and feet. I asked them to rush back to the capital immediately."

"You and that loser..."

Yan Sanhe was very surprised, "You want to come with us?"

Xie Zhifei nodded, "We must follow."

Yan Sanhe: "Is there no room for negotiation?"

Xie Zhifei looked at her and shook his head, "No!"

Yan Sanhe glanced at the waste, then at Xie Zhifei's non-joking expression, and smiled coldly.

"Rest at the inn for three hours. We will set off in three hours."

Pei Xiao's eyes widened, he pointed at Yan Sanhe's back, then at himself, and asked uncertainly:

"Xie Fifty, what she means by waste is..."

"you!"

"..." The waste looked helpless.

want to die!
Xie Zhifei pushed him, "Come on, don't be stunned. We have too much to do in three hours."

Pei Xiao, who had not yet recovered from the humiliation, muttered: "What to do, haven't you already arranged it?"

This time, it was Mr. Xie's turn to look hopeless.

How could this ancestor be treated as a waste and yet treated as an addict?

……

Xie Zhifei walked back to the inn and glanced around. Yan Sanhe and Li Buyan were gone.

"What about people?"

Zhu Qing said: "The two girls are resting in the room."

"Where's Mama Chen?"

"Already asleep."

Xie Zhifei secretly took a breath and warned himself not to panic. Arranging things one by one must be done safely and securely.

"You two wait until Mother Chen wakes up and take her back safely."

The two guards from the Bingma Division said in unison: "Yes, Third Master."

"Go upstairs and find a room to rest."

"Yes!"

"Zhu Qing, Huang Qi, you two come here."

Xie Zhifei lifted his robe and sat down in front of the square table, "Everyone, sit down."

Zhu Qing and Huang Qi didn't know what was going on, so they looked at each other and sat down.

"It's urgent, let me make a long story short."

Xie Zhifei: "You two work harder and rush to the capital overnight."

Zhu Qing's face changed drastically: "Third Master, what about you?"

The third master waved his hand, signaling him not to speak yet.

"After Huang Qi returns to the capital, tell your master first that Ming Ting has been taken out by me to run errands. Ask your master to help Ming Ting go to the Yamen to ask for a long vacation, and then you go to Mei Niang to get 3000 Two pieces of silver."

Huang Qi asked: "Third Master, banknote or cash?"

"All!"

Xie Zhifei turned to look at Zhu Qing: "Go back and tell the master, the old lady, and my elder brother."

Zhu Qing: "Where's the Bingma Division? Do you want to ask for leave?"

"Please!"

Xie Zhifei: "You secretly select five or six skilled brothers in the department..."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Xiao rushed over awkwardly.

"Thank you for fifty. How can five or six be enough? You said you wanted to pick a hundred or so, but you went back on your word."

Xie Zhifei was so angry that he stood up and grabbed him by the front. "I would like to find a hundred of them, but can this be made public?"

"what?"

The words were like a hammer on Pei Xiao's forehead.

Yes, this matter cannot be made public. If the people on the other side of the Han Dynasty find out, wouldn't it be very dangerous?

Pei Xiao rolled his eyes, and the plan came to his mind.

"Thank you fifty, I have an idea, do you want to hear it?"

"Ancestor, it's already this time. If you fart, just let it go. I'm begging you, okay?"

"Seng Lu Dao has thousands of temples in Dahua, South Zhili, and North Zhili. I, Pei Shanshi, have personally inspected them. Guangdong, Guangxi, and Lakes have been holding back because of the high mountains and long roads."

"Are you going to..."

"Since we can't make anyone suspicious, let's do the whole thing."

Pei Xiao sneered and said: "The whole capital knows that Mr. Xie is a short-lived ghost. You don't have to make any excuses and just claim that you are sick. I'll just go to Guangdong and Guangxi for inspection."

"Then you don't bring anyone from the Military and Horse Division?"

"Take none."

Pei Xiao nodded towards Huang Qi, "Let Master Zuo Shanshi know for me."

Huang Qi hesitated and said: "Master..."

"You trash snack."

Pei Xiao scolded him: "I, Mr. Pei, have gone, so he can stop going. It's too late for him to thank me."

"Father!"

Huang Qi looked aggrieved: "I just want to ask, do you have to bring official seals and so on?"

Did I scold you wrongly?

Pei Xiao would never admit it, "Without these things, how could your father eat and drink in the temple, and find monks to protect him? He is a complete idiot!"

Huang Qi was scolded to the point of being three inches shorter, and she curled her lips, feeling aggrieved.

"Thank you fifty, how about you just tell me this idea?"

Xie Fifty wanted to throw this man into the sky, catch him, and then throw him into the sky again.

"That's a great idea."

Xie Zhifei let go of his hand, rubbed the wrinkles on his clothes solemnly, and praised, "Very good."

"Zhu Qing, grind the ink."

"Yes!"

Just praise me for this?
Pei Xiao raised his head for a long time, then lowered his head helplessly, leaned over and asked, "Who are you writing to?"

Xie Zhifei picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote two words: Huairen.

"Do you have anything to say to him?" he asked, looking up.

Pei Xiao smiled and said, "I have a lot to say, can you let me say a few words."

"One sentence."

"Xie Fifty, you're a fucking bastard. In one sentence, I have a hundred things I want to say to him right now."

"Are you going to say it or not?"

"Two words: Take care!"

"You said take care, then I'll write about the body, so you don't fucking say my letters don't rhyme."

Just when Mr. Pei's expression changed and he opened his mouth to curse, Xie Zhifei kicked Pei Xiao with his leg.

"Take back what you said before, you will be of the greatest use this time, Mr. Pei."

Pei smiled and rolled his eyes at him.

It’s useless to say this in front of me, just tell it to Goddess Yan!
Let her listen!

……

in the room.

Yan Sanhe was lying on the bed, his body was extremely tired, but his mind was still spinning.

Li Buyan propped up half of his body and looked at her, "Uncertain?"

"how do you know?"

"When you are unsettled, your body becomes as stiff as a dead person."

Li Buyan got out of bed, found a clean handkerchief from his baggage, and stuffed it into Yan Sanhe's hand.

Yan Sanhe tightened his grip, turned over and hugged Li Buyan's arm, and said softly: "I have never solved the inner demons of 50 years. I am afraid that I will not be able to do what I want."

"Nonsense, aren't you the only one who can solve my mother's inner demons?"

Li Buyan patted her gently.

"How many years has she been there? Her inner demons are so bizarre. How many people can believe her when she tells them? Why don't you also close the coffin for her?"

(End of this chapter)