Hearing Ximen Chuuxue's question, Sha Dahu said, "Of course there is."
The best evidence is to see Lu Xiaofeng's body.
And to see Lu Xiaofeng's body, of course, he must go to the coffin shop.
That's what Sha Dahu said.
Most people’s corpses are buried in the tomb. Why do you want to see the corpse in the coffin shop?
Because no one came to collect the corpse, people in Huangshi Town would not bury unclaimed corpses.
This is what Sha Dahu said.
If it is really unclaimed, Zhao Da, blind man will follow the spirit of humanity, take a thin coffin and set up a wooden sign as a monument.
This is what Sha Dahu said.
When Sha Dahu finished speaking, the coffin shop also arrived.
As if it were his words, it was already considered accurate.
Not many words, not many words, just right at the door of the coffin shop.
Blind Zhao seemed to have agreed that they would come a long time ago, and snorted coldly: "You don't believe what I said, but you believe what Sha Dahu said. Alas, this is called the truth and depends on it. Powerful."
What he said is indeed very reasonable, but unfortunately, what he said is just saying nothing.
Because all of them didn't treat him as if they existed, they just stepped into the coffin shop.
This time, the beef soup really cried, and cried quite loudly.
In fact, no matter who it is, who sees the coffin and the spiritual card in front of the coffin, who is not sad?
It seemed that Ximen Chuuxue's face had been extremely cold, and it seemed to have changed slightly.
Because, what is written on the spiritual card is exactly: "Old friend Lu Xiaofeng"
Next to Lu Xiaofeng's tablet, there was an empty tablet, which seemed to be for someone. In front of the empty tablet, there was also a dark coffin.
Ximen Chuuxue spoke again. He still said two simple words: "Open!"
Zhao blind said: "I knew that someone would come to see him, so the coffin has not been nailed."
"Open!" Ximen Chuuxue still only said these two words.
Zhao Blind glanced at Sha Dahu, and the two rushed forward and took the coffin cover to the ground.
The beef broth's voice became louder, and he was almost out of breath from crying. Lu Xiaofeng was also her girlfriend.
Lu Xiaofeng's body is here, so, what about the missing Lu Yang that she has been worrying about day and night? Wouldn't it be more fierce than good.
Zhao Xiazi suddenly looked at the beef soup and said, "You cried blindly. Do you know that the one in the coffin must be the Lu Xiaofeng you mentioned?"
The beef soup stopped crying.
She stared at Zhao Xiazi with wide eyes, and it took a long time before she walked slowly to the coffin.
Beef Soup looked closely at the person in the coffin, his face, and the fatal wound on his chest.
Then, she suddenly laughed, laughed loudly, and pointed at Zhao blind man and said, "You are also really interesting, actually saying that he is not Lu Xiaofeng."
Who feels good when seeing the dead body of his best friend?
But the person who cares is life and death unknown.
In such a situation, who can laugh? So why can the beef soup make you laugh again?
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Her laughter was so sad and desperate.
Ximen Chuuxue stared at Lu Xiaofeng's body for a long, long time, and the expression on his face did not change.
He stared until the stern laughter of the beef soup turned into a cry, from a cry to a sob.
Ximen Chuuxue slowly said, "Close."
It seems that the one who died in the front has nothing to do with him, and his tone is still so cold.
After the coffin lid was back to its original state, the beef soup stopped crying.
Ximen Chuuxue suddenly said two more words: "Come down."
When Ximen Chuuxue said this, his head was not raised.
And those who raised their heads were beef soup, Sha Dahu and Zhao Xiazi.
When they looked up, they saw a man hanging upside down under the eaves, facing the head of the person in the window.
The head immediately became a figure.
The figure jumped down in an almost crawling and rolling manner.
"Little beggar." Zhao Xiazi said, "What do you want to hide out the window sneakily? Do you want to steal my coffin?"
"Go to your smelly crow's mouth, what am I doing stealing your coffin? If I want to steal it, isn't it for you?" the little beggar said.
Zhao Xiazi said, "Then what are you doing here?"
The little beggar said: "I don't want to do anything, I'm here to deliver the post."
"Send the post? Who gave it? To whom?" Zhao Xiazi said.
"Of course it won't be given to you. You look like yin and yang, who will send you the post? It's for this Panximen hero." The little cried Hua said.
He approached, walked to the front of Ximen Chuuxue, and sent the post to Ximen Chuuxue respectfully.
The content of the post is very simple, only thirty-five words:
"The hero Wen came from afar, and he couldn't admire him. Although he was blinded by the sky, he couldn't help but show his respect. At noon tomorrow, he will only wash the dust with crude tea."
With these simple thirty-five words, will Ximen Chuuxue go to the appointment?
Of course not. He came to find Lu Xiaofeng and Lu Yang.
Now Lu Xiaofeng is dead, the body has been seen, and Lu Yang is still missing.
He wants to find out the whereabouts of Lu Yang and the cause of Lu Xiaofeng's death. How could he be in the mood to drink crude tea?
However, he still went to the appointment.
Because there is a very small line next to that post:
And also: Lu Daxia's cause of death, Lu Yang's whereabouts, I know a thing or two.
If you ask, who is the least polite person in this world, the answer is very simple.
Ximen Chuuxue!
A person who has never been willing to talk more will certainly not have those boring polite remarks.
So, strictly speaking, as long as he is a person who understands Ximen Chuuxue's personality, he will not be regarded as an impolite person.
Therefore, in the arena, there is only one person who is not polite. ..
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