Xiaoyao coughed lightly, looked at the long queue, coughed lightly, and was about to walk towards the Requiem Hall. Before he could take a step, he heard a slightly dry sound, with a whimpering sound in the sound, which made Xiaoyao frown unconsciously. When he looked back, he saw an old woman with a gray hair of about sixty years old standing behind her, with the gray hair on her head blowing by a breeze, floating in the wind. The old woman's clothes were not particularly gorgeous, but on the contrary, they were slightly worn, with several patches on the top, and even a hole was broken at the bottom of the skirt, but the old woman's clothes were very clean and neat, and it could be seen that the old woman should be a very particular person. She also held a small jar in her hand. The jar was very ordinary, nothing special, but it was a little small, with a few words written on it - "urn"!

Xiaoyao saw the crystal clearness in the old woman's eyes and the smile on her face, and was slightly stunned. He coughed lightly, and said nothing, quickly gave way to the old woman. The old woman nodded gently to Xiaoyao, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and said a little dry: "Thank you, what a good boy!" As he said that, he aimed at the Meow Meow in Xiaoyao's arms, and a smile flashed in his eyes and said: "It's a very cute elf, you must cherish it!"

When Meow Meow heard someone say he was cute. He was sleepy just now, his eyes immediately lit up. He screamed, and his innocent smile appeared on his face. He stretched out his claws and waved it to the old woman. Then he looked at Xiaoyao and screamed proudly, as if saying, "See, I am so cute, everyone loves you. Following you is your blessing. Cherish meow!" A trace of helplessness flashed in Xiaoyao's eyes. After following Uncle for so long, Meow Meow has not learned anything else, but his arrogant skills have improved a lot.

Looking at the interaction between Xiaoyao and Miaomiao, the old woman's eyes had a ray of love, which was a ray of light that Xiaoyao had never felt before. Grandpa has been staying in the Guandong area and rarely came back. Every time his grandpa saw Xiaoyao's most concerned, he was always Xiaoyao's body and study, and his eyes were always concerned; his father was always light, without any extra care or words, he could only give guidance every time when Xiaoyao needed guidance, and his love for Xiaoyao was completely immersed in the words of life.

Between the line, the mother's health has always been bad. Although she cares about Xiaoyao very much, she is also very strict with Xiaoyao and must not be used as principled mistakes. There are also some compulsory measures, such as insisting on exercising every day, which is completely principled tolerant; and what just flashed through the old woman's eyes was that kind of unprincipled tolerance. Xiaoyao knew that the love just now was not his own. Although she didn't know what the old woman had experienced, Xiaoyao knew that the old woman had a story!

The old woman came to the middle-aged man tremblingly and said with a smile: "Young man, I want to find a rest for my cherry blossom eel!" There was no trace of sadness on the old woman's face. On the contrary, there was a faint optimism, as if a beautiful lighthouse illuminated the entire dark palace. The old woman's strength made Xiaoyao feel a little moist. The elf who was dependent on her for her passed away. The old woman must be very sad, but she wanted to make the cherry blossom eel not to worry, pretending to smile, and she had the urge to step forward to support the old woman.

The old woman carefully placed the small jar in her arms aside, put her hand like a dead tree into her left pocket. After grinding for a long time, she finally found a Union coin. She touched it in her pocket for a long time, and then found another Union coin... After a while, the old woman had found seven or eight Union coin. The old woman held them in her hand and counted them carefully. Looking at the words on the Union coin, she didn't know what she thought of, a smile flashed across her face. She counted the Union coin carefully, and ordered enough quantities, and handed it to the man. She carefully folded the excess Union coin and put it in her pocket. It was her ticket for the boat to go back.

The man took the old woman's money and a hint of impatientness flashed in his eyes. The mountains and rivers here are good, and the mages can do rituals. They can truly requiem, which should be a place for the nobles to enjoy. What kind of strength can an old widowed woman have? For the sake of money, they didn't pursue it. They just cursed at the bottom, and they thought there were words on the money and wrinkled money, but they still looked like a wealthy miser. After counting for a long time, when the old woman picked up the small jar and was about to enter, she suddenly shouted at the old woman and said, "Wait, you, yes, it's you, don't go in first. Your money is not enough at all, and there are still several tickets left!"

The old woman's face changed slightly, and her body trembled slightly, "No, no, it's impossible. I just asked outside yesterday, and the cheapest price is this price!" A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the man's eyes and said, "Ask outside? Who asked whom did you ask you to give you the cemetery and tombstone? I tell you, the place is treasured now, and many precious elves are buried here. Not long ago, I sued you, even the elves of the ghost king Boni were buried here, and the money is not enough!" As he said that, he stood up, put the money on the old woman's small jar, snorted coldly, turned around and sat on the chair, crossing his legs.

Suddenly, a sharp female voice came: "Oh, isn't this an old lady from the north of the village? Why, the elves are dead? Oh, look, look at this, this is your only elves now, I don't know what to do, why can't you raise this elves? Look, the daughter you raised, she was a mistress and was driven away more than ten years ago. You are looking at your only elves, oh, now she is dead. You say you won't bring disaster to the people around you!" As he said that, he laughed loudly, a few young people queuing up quickly

They moved quickly and stayed away from the old ladies. Although they didn't believe in any disasters, this inspirational road was a major event in life. If they could not make a successful breakthrough, they might stop here. They could not ruin Feng Shui because of an old ladies. There was smoke everywhere here, and everyone in the queue had already felt it, but no one in the queue was a worldly person. Knowing that they could not control this matter and could not afford to manage their careers, they simply stood aside and watched the jokes and regarded it as a pastime. A few young men even whistled.

The old lady's face looked a little bad, but she ignored the strange sight around her and the woman's words, carefully placed the small jar aside, tremblingly picked up the alliance coins on it, and also paid the ship money she had returned, but it was still not enough. After thinking about it, she stepped forward and said with an awkward smile on her face, "Young man, look, I have brought so much money. You can take it first and open a piece of land for me. I will make up for the money for you another day?"

The middle-aged man was upset by the old woman, so he pushed him hard, pointed at the old woman, and said sternly: "I'm immortal, don't get so close. I'll tell you, don't bring enough money, want to open the ground? There's no way!"
Chapter completed!