Wang Lang was a little lost when he saw Lin Yaqi's tattoo.

"Where is Xiaowei?" Lin Yaqi said anxiously.

Wang Lang pointed to a room, and Lin Yaqi hurriedly ran in.

Wang Lang didn't go there, so he lit a cigarette, sat on the sofa, and slowly smoked, and his whole body looked a little dull.

Even Wang Lang didn't notice it. When the cigarette butt was burned, Wang Lang came to his senses, put out the cigarette butts, listened to it, Jiang Wei was crying quietly, but he had already opened his mouth to talk to Lin Yaqi.

This makes me feel much more relieved. Today, no matter what Wang Lang said, Jiang Wei didn’t speak.

After a while, Lin Yaqi went out and held an empty bowl, "Is there any food left?"

Wang Lang stood up quickly and served Jiang Wei a bowl of porridge.

Standing at the door, Jiang Wei placed an urn next to him, took the porridge from Lin Yaqi and drank it in small sips.

After drinking, Jiang Wei handed the bowl to Wang Lang, "I still have to drink it."

Wang Lang took the bowl and turned around and went to serve another bowl.

After drinking the third bowl, Jiang Wei put down the bowl, looked down at the urn, turned around and looked at Wang Lang again.

"Can you help me find someone who can hang the grave?"

Wang Lang nodded, "I'll go find it for you later."

"Thank you." Jiang Wei sucked her nose.

Wang Lang didn't say anything, Jiang Wei picked up the urn again, "Yaqi, you go out first, I want to be quiet for a while, I'm fine."

Lin Yaqi held the bowl and pondered for a moment, "If you feel uncomfortable, call me, I'll be at the door."

Jiang Wei nodded.

The two went out.

"Have you eaten?" Wang Lang asked.

Lin Yaqi shook her head, "You didn't eat either?"

Wang Lang nodded.

"I'll do it for you." Lin Yaqi looked at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang nodded.

Sitting on a chair in the dining room, Wang Lang looked at Lin Yaqi who was busy in the kitchen.

Time is quiet.

Lin Yaqi cooked very quickly. After half an hour, she put a bowl of hot sauce noodles in front of Wang Lang.

Putting the hair behind the ears, Lin Yaqi said, "The electric cooker is not as delicious as the iron pot that burns fire. Try it and see if it tastes good."

"Dr. Lin doesn't need to taste what he did." Wang Lang took a bite and gave Lin Yaqi a thumbs up.

Lin Yaqi's eyes shone with light, and she turned around and went to cook for Wang Lang.

"You can eat together, too." Wang Lang said.

Lin Yaqi nodded, and then sat down to eat. Wang Lang couldn't help but glance at the tattoo on Lin Yaqi's arm again.

The two of them had dinner silently. Wang Lang looked at the tattoo on Lin Yaqi's arm from time to time. Lin Yaqi inadvertently raised her head and bumped into Wang Lang's eyes. She found that Wang Lang was looking at her tattoo. Lin Yaqi deliberately turned her arm around.

"It hurts a lot?" Wang Lang glanced at Lin Yaqi.

Lin Yaqi shook her head in a hurry, "It doesn't hurt."

Wang Lang lowered his head and ate the rice without saying anything.

After dinner, Wang Lang subconsciously went to wash the dishes. Lin Yaqi got up and said, "Let me go."

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "Don't worry, you can rest, I'll wash it, it's not difficult."

After that, the two of them sat on the sofa and didn't speak.

I don't know how long I've been silent.

The two suddenly spoke at the same time, "Are you still hungry?"

When they said that, both of them were stunned and stared at each other.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "I'm a little hungry."

But Lin Yaqi said, "I'm not hungry."

"I'll make some food for you." Lin Yaqi stood up.

"No, there is food in the refrigerator." Wang Lang stood up and took out a bunch of food from the refrigerator.

The two began to remain silent again, and there was only the sound of Wang Lang eating in the room.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Lin Yaqi's cell phone suddenly rang. After answering the phone, she said something. Lin Yaqi got up, looked at Wang Lang, and then at the room where Jiang Wei was in.

"I have an emergency meeting and I have to go. Xiaowei, please take care of me? I'll come here after the meeting."

Lin Yaqi reminded again, "Xiaowei is not feeling well and her mood is a little unstable. You must take good care of her."

Wang Lang nodded, "You go and do your business, you don't have to come here."

Lin Yaqi paused, went to say hello to Jiang Wei, and turned around and left.

Wang Lang was sitting in the living room smoking. Before he knew it, it was past twelve o'clock. Jiang Wei's door opened. Jiang Wei, who was covered in decadence, walked out of it and went to the bathroom with a numb expression.

Then he returned to his room with a numb expression.

Wang Lang didn't sleep well at night. Before going to bed, he called to find someone who could rush the grave. Then he was half awake and half asleep. He always paid attention to the movements in Jiang Wei's house. The main reason was that Jiang Wei had said before that she had a motive to seek death, and Wang Lang had to be careful.

After waking up in the morning, Wang Lang went to cook porridge for Jiang Wei, cooked another egg, and went out to buy fried dough sticks and rolls.

He knocked on Jiang Wei's door, and when he went in, he found that Jiang Wei was still sleeping. Wang Lang turned around and wanted to leave.

"Let me go, I want to eat." Jiang Wei said softly.

Wang Lang turned around and placed the things on the bedside table, watching Jiang Wei finish eating.

"Have I asked the person you were looking for to find it?" Jiang Wei asked.

Wang Lang nodded, "When you go to the designated place, you can start construction later."

"Can you find a gentleman? Let's see which day I want to bury him." Jiang Wei glanced at the urn next to the pillow.

Wang Lang nodded, "Finish."

After dinner, Jiang Wei changed her clothes and took Wang Lang to the designated place.

They found people and places, and according to the industry rules, they made groundbreaking, and then they went to carve tombstones for the people they found.

All kinds of things were prepared, and Wang Lang contacted the Feng Shui master again to see when the burial could be held. The time was set the morning after tomorrow.

Later, when he was looking for a monk to chant sutras and save him, Wang Lang met an old acquaintance.

Yellow fat rat.

Wang Lang didn't expect that Huang Feishu is still a part-time mage now.

When the two met, they were stunned for a moment. After asking about the situation, Huang Feishi took everything into account.

After finalizing everything, Huang Feishu sent a cigarette to Wang Lang.

"When will the Dragon King go to the Black City?" Huang Feimao grinned with yellow teeth.

"At the end of the month, won't you go?"

"Go, I will definitely go, but I have to go first. After I go, I have to buy some things. I have to prepare in advance." Huang Feishi fiddled with the sparse hair on his head, and put on a pose that he thought was handsome and compelling to attract Jiang Wei's attention not far away.

Wang Lang spat a puff of cigarette at Huang Feimao, "Huang Feimao, tell me honestly, what else are you looking for?"

Huang Feimao grinned with a big yellow teeth and laughed. He looked around and found that no one was there. He lowered his voice and rushed to Wang Lang, "Nine Dragon Seal."

"What's the matter?" Wang Lang didn't hear it clearly.

Huang Fei Rat repeated again, "Nine Dragon Seal."

"What are you doing?" Wang Lang said curiously.

Huang Fei Rat grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth and smiled in a lewd manner.

"Does the Dragon King really don't know what the Nine Dragon Seal is?" Huang Feishu asked.

"Is it interesting to lie to you?" Wang Lang spat a puff of cigarette at Huang Feishi.

Huang Feishi smiled vulgarly and hugged Wang Lang's shoulders, "This thing was created by a priest from the Zhou Dynasty leading 81 disciples in seclusion in 9981 days. It absorbs the dragon energy of Jiuzhou and bathes in the essence of the sun and the moon. From ancient times to the present, anyone who can obtain the Nine Dragon Seal can break the earth and become a king. The first recorded person in ancient times was Yiren."
Chapter completed!