Therefore, the business of mummifying corpses in western Hunan came into being to send the souls of travelers who unfortunately died in a foreign land back to their hometown.

"It's great to be able to come back alive."

Luo Fengtang looked at everything familiar in front of him, held Yang Ruoqing's hand tightly and said in a deep voice.

Yang Ruoqing could feel the strength from his fingers and knew that his ups and downs at this moment must be exactly the same as hers.

Because it was the time for cooking at noon, and it was early winter, there was not much work in the fields, so when I entered the village at this time, I saw a row of old men and women squatting under the walls to bask in the sun.

When they saw two figures, a man and a woman, coming from the road over there, these old men and women felt as if they had seen a ghost, and their mouths, which were already gaping, were so frightened that they could not close their mouths.

An old lady even fell off the pony to the ground and shouted: "It's terrible, it's haunted in the daytime on a sunny day!"

The old men and women next to me still believed it, and they all huddled together. The ones who reacted quickly got up and ran home.

I even heard someone say in horror: "People who were strong in life are very evil after death. They dare to show up at noon. It's incredible..."

Not far away, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, and then they smiled at each other.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The people in the village were so frightened when they saw us. Maybe the news of our death has been spreading in Shiliba Village for a while. My family probably thinks so too."

Luo Fengtang nodded, but suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.

What a torment the family has been through during this time!

"Let's go, go back first."

Luo Fengtang took Yang Ruoqing's hand and walked towards the main road at the entrance of the village.

He didn't want to waste time explaining to the villagers. When Yang Ruoqing was dragged away by him, she deliberately didn't explain. Not only that, she also made faces at the old men and women, which frightened them into death.

Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly, held down her face, pushed her back, and led her quickly towards the entrance of the village.

After the two left, a slightly smarter and sharp-eyed old lady in the crowd suddenly pointed at the ground behind the two and shouted: "There are shadows, they are people, not ghosts!"

"Ah? Alive?"

"Let's just say, how can a ghost dare to be so rampant in broad daylight?"

"A noble person is a noble person, and life is hard!"

"They are back, and now the old Yang family and the old Xiang family have survived again...",

"Let's go and have a look."

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Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang didn't know that they were followed by a group of people who came to watch the fun. As soon as they walked under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village, they saw a circle of people in front of them, all women.

"At first glance, it looked like someone was fighting, and the woman next to me was trying to get away from it."

Yang Ruoqing only glanced at the scene and could make an accurate judgment immediately.

There were a lot of hairs scattered on the ground, as well as overturned bamboo baskets and vegetable leaves, and white-skinned radishes rolled all over the ground.

Only women who fight can be so generous.

Luo Fengtang shook his head, "Let's go our own way."

Yang Ruoqing was about to nod when she suddenly heard Liu's familiar loud voice coming from the crowd.

"You're such a talker, you dare to trick my family Qing'er in front of my mother, your niece is dead, your family is in trouble!"

Outside the crowd, Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment and looked at Luo Fengtang: "It's the fourth aunt, she seems to be trying to fight."

Luo Fengtang frowned, stopped, and looked at the group of women over there.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't go there, I'll go take a look."

He is a man and his past has been inconvenient.

Yang Ruoqing trotted to the bottom of the old maple tree. The group of women who were acting sideways were so fascinated by the show that Yang Ruoqing didn't even notice when she got to them.

"Borrowed, borrowed."

She patted the woman in front of her on the shoulder, politely asking her to make way for her to come in and start a fight.

As a result, the woman saw her interest and refused without looking back: "Go, go, can you take the position that I finally got?"

"Oh, sister-in-law, I am the real owner, I have to come in!"

"What's wrong with the right person..." The woman suddenly got stuck in the middle of her words and turned around to see Yang Ruoqing.

The woman's eyes almost bulged out of her sockets like fish eyes. She jumped up and hid behind her, bumping into several women beside her.

More women saw Yang Ruoqing and screamed one after another. Even the woman who was fighting with Mr. Liu turned pale with fright, abandoned the fight and hid in the crowd.

As a result, Mrs. Liu was suddenly left alone, with disheveled hair, several finger marks scratched on her face, one foot wearing a shoe, and the other foot bare on the ground.

She was still cursing, "Listen to me all of you. Whoever dares to orchestrate the affairs of our old Yang family behind your back, I will fight her to the death, shameless thing, ah..."

The strange thing is that none of these women responded. Liu was puzzled. When she turned her head, she found that her shoes were brought to her.

A familiar voice also reached my ears, "The ground is cold, Fourth Aunt, put on your shoes."

Mrs. Liu looked up, and a smiling face appeared in front of her.

Mrs. Liu raised her dirty hands and rubbed her eyes hard, stretched her neck and looked again.

The smile on the face of the person in front of him was a little deeper.

"Qing, Qing'er... you, you're not dead?" Ms. Liu asked with a trembling voice.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I'm fine!"

She knelt down and helped Ms. Liu put on her shoes herself.

Just as she was about to put the shoes on her feet, her hands were empty, but Mrs. Liu jumped up from the ground, jumping three feet high!

Yang Ruoqing was startled, this person... was a kangaroo, with such a high jumping ability!

After Mrs. Liu landed, she rushed up and hugged Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing felt Liu's hands go directly to her waist, as if he wanted to pick her up and spin her around.

Yang Ruoqing quickly grabbed Ms. Liu's hand and took her away from her waist, then straightened Ms. Liu's hair and clothes, "Let's go home first."

"Okay, okay."

Mrs. Liu bent down and put her shoes on her feet, took Yang Ruoqing's arm, and proudly raised her chin towards the group of women.

At this time, the women also reacted, and bright faces suddenly appeared on their faces. In addition, the old men and women behind who were watching the fun also came over. Suddenly these people gathered around to ask Yang Ruoqing all kinds of greetings.

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Yang Ruoqing was a little tired and was too lazy to deal with them. However, these people were afraid of Luo Fengtang and did not dare to go to him, so they could only come to surround her.

At this time, Liu's role was perfectly demonstrated again.

She rushed up to the villagers and swatted them away like flies, "Go away, go away, go away. When my Qing'er didn't come back, you held your hands and watched our jokes, for fear that other people's families would not be unlucky. Just come back now."

One by one, they are licking their faces and trying to get in front of them, they are shameless and shameless... Get out of the way, good dogs don’t block the way, get out of the way!”
Chapter completed!