The Romantic Soldier King

The moment they gathered in the bar, they immediately took the chance to leave Hong Kong Island. Ye Cheng stood outside the barbed wire net and sighed.    

The old man had always been well-hidden, but Ye Cheng could still vaguely sense something from the corner of his eyes, which was slightly twitching. That person was obviously a thorn in the old man's heart, and he had no choice but to face it. He was somewhat sorry that he had forced the old man onto this unwilling path, but with his current power, that person was definitely someone he couldn't touch.    

Lin Xi had to press his horn to remind Ye Cheng that it was almost time.    

The SUV sped towards the old part of the city. It was near dawn, and the sky was drizzling.    

Dark clouds filled the sky, and there was not a trace of light in the sky.    

The front door of the crematorium was still hung with a slanted sign, and smoke could be seen coming from the incinerator from afar.    

Every day, there would be people dying, and every day, there would be people choosing this place over the expensive burial fees! In addition to the cheap price, there was another benefit. A stove and a corpse. Guests need not worry about the ashes of others being brought back.    

Needless to say that it was impossible, those who were well-versed in the inside story already knew this logic. Under the circumstance of not stuffing the red packets, it really wasn't an easy matter to talk about.    

Lin Xi looked at the cremation site, and from the bottom of his heart, he felt that it was a conflict! Especially in this early morning drizzle, it was as if the heavens had deliberately set up this gloomy tone to set off the cremation site's grief.    

Ye Cheng lifted the cloth curtain that blocked the door and walked in.    

There was a table, a chair, and a cabinet!    

"Aunt!"    

The old lady sitting behind the table had a head full of grey hair, there were countless years on her reading glasses, and she was looking at Ye Cheng with a lost expression.    

"She couldn't have lost her memories, right?" Lin Xi said as soon as he entered.    

"She forgets that no one will forget me, so don't take it seriously. Uncle's grandma really loves acting." Ye Cheng replied softly and sat in front of the old granny.    

"The week is up, next Wednesday!" The old woman opened her account book and began to write down notes in an empty space, comparing each page with her finger dripping with saliva. What time did you die? Do you want to bury him in the sea or do you want to bury him in the air? "    

"Burial!" Ye Cheng snickered.    

The old lady pushed the tears on her nose and snorted as she stared at Ye Cheng. There's no space to bury the earth! "    

"How about the high price?"    

The old lady ignored Ye Cheng and took out another account book from her drawer to flip through it. "Young man, money can make a fool of itself. You're lucky that you haven't paid the deposit on two bills. Choose one." With that, the old lady tore off two pieces of paper and placed it in front of Ye Cheng.    

"The one on the left is twice as expensive, but the position is better. The one on the right might be a little off, but the environment is pretty clean, so the price just looks like you're taking up a lot of space."    

Lin Xi, who was standing at the side, laughed in his heart. He could not tell that this cremation site had many projects, it was even comparable to those professional teams, even the addresses were charged according to the price of the land, tsk tsk, what kind of industry could earn money!    

Ye Cheng pushed the piece of paper to the right of the old woman, then tore it into pieces and threw it into the brazier. "Just as Grandma had said, as long as the service is in place, the price will be set according to Grandma's wishes. This is the deposit."    

Without even asking for the price, Ye Cheng took out the cheque and wrote a million.    

Oh my god! Lin Xi screamed in his heart, what kind of person was he planning to bury? Why hadn't he heard of this at all? One million was enough to buy a pretty good cemetery, and it was a one-time fee too. The deposit alone was one million, so wouldn't it cost thousands of yuan in full?    

The old woman did not hesitate. After her subordinates made a deposit, she wrote out a receipt and chased the two of them out.    

On the way back, Lin Xi finally could no longer hold back and asked. "Bro, don't be so compassionate. Although that mother-in-law saved us in the mausoleum garden, this one million is too much. Who are we going to bury?"    

Ye Cheng only laughed, he allowed Lin Xi to see the car, and closed his eyes and meditated.    

It was as if he had eaten a pill of reassurance in his heart, so at least half of his worries could be put aside. There were still forty odd days until the engagement banquet at the end of next month, so time was still rather tight.    

Lin Xi looked at Ye Cheng in the rearview mirror and turned on the radio.    

In the real-time news, there was a message that attracted Ye Cheng's attention. The original star of the police world, Yu Mingxi, had left the treatment hospital last night, and his whereabouts were still unknown.    

Ye Cheng asked Lin Xi to turn the volume up, as the radio station was broadcasting the interview live. Ye Cheng could vaguely hear a few clamorous shouts from the background, which was extremely strange.    

The other party had already received the news and was rushing back to Green Mountain to investigate. Wang Yezheng was very concerned about Yu Mingxi and told him to find her and bring her back to the police station.    

In the Cellular ghost case four years ago, Yu Mingxi was probably the last person to know about it. Wang Yezheng's concern and persistence towards her made Ye Cheng even more certain that he had something on Yu Mingxi that could catch some high ranking officials' attention.    

Remembering the background noise he heard on the radio just now, Ye Cheng purposely reminded Wang Dazhi to return to the city to find him in the bar before nightfall.    

It would only take 4 hours to travel from the center of the city to the green mountains. Lin Xi felt that Ye Cheng's demands were a little harsh, but he did not have any doubts. As time passed, he felt himself becoming more and more similar to Ye Cheng. From the initial recognition due to killing, to the present two hundred percent of submission, this process was hard to describe with words.    

In another ten minutes, they would enter the jurisdiction of the Bai family. Since the attack on the mausoleum garden, three to four days had already passed, and after the patriarch Bai found out about this, he added fuel to the fire, bringing the attack to the surface. He could not use this chance to eliminate the remaining members of the old master Bai.    

When the Bai family selected the day of punishment as today, Ye Cheng calculated that the Yellow Calendar would not feel like a special day, so he asked Lin Xi about it.    

If something untoward were to happen in the family, the first seven would have to ask the head of the family, the one in charge, to ask for your respect.    

Ye Cheng had heard of this rule before, but usually it was placed at the end of the line. Most people would do it at the end of the line, and very few would ask a person to be the first seven, which was extremely unlucky.    

While Ye Cheng was thinking, Lin Xi took the opportunity to connect with the Old King's Head, and secretly planted the sanguinis near the Bai family, just in case he needed it.    

"Boss, I have received news that Ah San might appear tonight."    

Ye Cheng raised his eyes and replied. It was time for this guy to show up. Hiding like a mouse, he didn't know what the hell he was planning.    

When Ye Cheng returned to the old dwelling in the Bai family, he had already become the foster son of the old master Bai. The treatment he received was naturally different from before, and the hard work the patriarch Bai had done on the surface was still rather well done.    

Once he stepped into the Inner Court, Ye Cheng was surprised to find a woman sitting in the hall. With a glance, his face darkened.    

Mei Zi also saw Ye Cheng and Lin Xi, she merely nodded towards them, and did not say anything.    

The patriarch Bai sat on the seat of honor, staring at the two entering, he casually said: "The young master Ye is here, sit!"    

The servant from Bai family moved the round stool over and placed it in the back row. Lin Xi raised the corner of his mouth, and stood behind Ye Cheng. Even if you were someone that was accepted by the old master Bai, and even if you were from a side branch of the Bai family, you would still have to sit in the back seat without any right to speak.    

Ye Cheng stared at Mei Zi, and the two of them looked at each other, and laughed at the same time. Compared to Ye Cheng, Mei Zi had become the guest of Bai family.    

Ye Cheng didn't care what attitude the patriarch Bai had towards him, but without his permission, he took the initiative to invite his woman over. This was something he couldn't tolerate.    

In the midst of all the sighing and reminiscing, the French Style of asking the High Lord officially began.    

When the altar was opened, experts could be seen dancing their swords in front of the altar. True gongs and drums rang out, and curses were issued in all directions. It had to be said that the scene was vast, but it was completely useless.    

patriarch Bai generously allowed the expert to cut off his hair and throw it into the brazier. Under the light of the fire, a small flame was ignited and after a few flashes, it turned into sparks and landed on the gray carbon.    

Ye Cheng laughed coldly, and spoke of such petty tricks, instantly drawing the disdain of some unknown person in Bai family. He curled his lips, and at this time, Mei Zi, who had received the invitation, was invited to patriarch Bai's side.    

Lin Xi had already reached a hand into his chest. He didn't even need Ye Cheng to specifically tell him what he wanted to do.    

"No rush!" Ye Cheng said softly while covering his mouth. He actually wanted to see what kind of tricks this patriarch Bai could come up with today.    

patriarch Bai did not know what she had said to Mei Zi, but Mei Zi walked down the stairs and into the courtyard. She stood in front of the brazier with her arms spread wide open, muttering some words.    

Suddenly, a violent gale arose, blowing the brazier to the point that sparks flew everywhere. After a few flashes, the brazier was extinguished without a single flame.    

The brazier symbolized a lot of things, and instantly extinguishing it during the process meant a lot of bad luck. It could also be compared to saying that the Venerable One was unwilling to return by stepping on the door, and was more likely to be a sign of a malicious spirit.    

patriarch Bai's face changed. He stared at Mei Zi and asked, "The old man is not coming back?"    

She raised her hand, and her body swayed to the left, then to the right, swaying like an old man.    

The expert in charge of the method had an extremely ugly expression on his face. He gloomily endured the urge to go berserk and wanted to ignite the brazier again, but no matter how he lit the fire, it would only flash for an instant.    

"Since the Patriarch has invited another expert, we shall give up our seat."    

"Halt!" patriarch Bai shouted, and from all directions, many of his subordinates gathered around the expert and his team. Master's words are wrong. You're a Master that I invited with a high price, how can you leave without calling the Old Master out? "    

patriarch Bai coldly laughed twice and continued to speak: "Today is the seventh, everyone wants to see the old gramps once, if the master cannot fulfill the promise, then don't blame Bai family for turning hostile."    

The Master's pupils contracted as he scanned the people around him and said in a deep voice, "How could I dare accept the job of the Patriarch without a few layers? But since someone has come out to mess things up, I naturally cannot hold back. Little girl, don't think that you can show your face in front of me just because you know something."    

The Great Master turned his lance towards Mei Zi, suddenly enlarging his pupils, and shot out a sharp light aura, Ye Cheng hissed twice and stood up.    

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, what are all of you doing? Is it reasonable for you to be the first seven that godfather passed away? " Those who were waiting to see a good show, did not expect Ye Cheng to jump out and criticize them. Hence, they all looked at this successor who came out of nowhere and started whispering to each other.    

patriarch Bai raised his eyebrows, as if he was waiting for this chance, he shouted loudly: "You don't have the right to speak here, stand to the side and wait."    

Aiyo, what a grand posture!    

Ye Cheng pretended to shrink his shoulders to show his cowardice. Damn, if you use all of my strength, you won't even say hello to my people, why are you still thinking about being my boss in front of me? Child, you must be thinking too much!    

"Second Uncle, I just think it's unlucky to be in the top seven."    

Before Ye Cheng could finish his sentence, he felt a gale wind behind him, the Master was holding onto his staff as he attacked. What are you? "Talking nonsense here?"    

"Calm down, Master. This is the foster son of the old master Bai." patriarch Bai shouted loudly on purpose.    

The Master kept his staff and sized Ye Cheng up from head to toe. Not long later, he started to wave his robe and do whatever it was he wanted, the staff would circle around Ye Cheng's body from time to time, and with increasing speed, a golden rune appeared in front of everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.    

Although the brazier had been extinguished, a new opportunity had appeared. The Grandmaster bellowed and smashed his staff at Ye Cheng's head.    

Lin Xi exclaimed from the side, and blood instantly flowed down Ye Cheng's face.    

No. 1