"No...no, okay, okay..."
Seeing Chunhu Siqiong walking towards him, the shopkeeper trembled uncontrollably, his face turned pale, and he looked like he was about to faint again.
"Cough, do you remember where the remains are buried?"
Seeing this, Di Moyu, his face darkening, gestured for Jun Feijue to pull Chunhu Siqiong back before saying, "Take us there."
Jun Feijue cooperated readily, reaching out to grab Chunhu Siqiong's fluffy fox tail and pulling her directly into his arms.
Chunhu Siqiong: "..."
If this person dared to treat it like that, they would have died eight hundred times over by its claws if they weren't Zero!
"I...I know..."
Seeing the fox being held in Jun Feijue's arms like a dog being walked by its owner, the shopkeeper finally calmed down a bit and nodded repeatedly with a look of fear on his face, "I... I'll take you there right away?"
"kindness."
Di Moyu nodded in satisfaction.
Afterwards, the group did not linger and soon arrived at an unnamed grave on the outskirts of the town.
There were some dried flowers and incense ash in front of the grave, indicating that someone often came to pay their respects.
“I felt sorry for this person who died far from home, so I would come to visit him every year during the Qingming Festival when I had time.”
The shopkeeper said cautiously, "The person you asked about is right here. Is there anything else you need me to do?"
If he doesn't need it, he really wants to leave!
These big shots have such terrifying backgrounds that he doesn't want to stay here for even a second longer.
"Yes, we need to."
Unexpectedly, Jun Feijue simply nodded.
"Clang..."
Then, Ji Fanya threw a shovel in front of him and said, "Go ahead and dig."
Shop owner: "..."
Although he was very unwilling, under the pressure of the others, the shopkeeper still started digging with tears streaming down his face.
Before long, a small jar appeared in front of everyone.
"This is it."
The shopkeeper carefully carried out the earthenware jar containing the ashes and placed it in front of the group, saying, "Oh, right, when he was burned, there was a hairpin that wasn't burned, so I put it in the jar too."
The hairpin looked like it was made of ordinary wood and was nothing special, which is why he didn't take it.
"kindness."
Upon hearing this, Di Moyu nodded slightly and said indifferently, "Take it out."
Shop owner: "..."
At that moment, he wished he could slap himself. He should have known better than to say it; why did he have to be so sarcastic?
"I'm sorry, I was forced into this. Please don't blame me for all these years of offering incense to you. If you have to blame someone, blame those brats who insist on disturbing your peace!"
The shopkeeper silently prayed to the pottery jar, then bowed three times before opening it and taking out the wooden hairpin.
"This is it. It's amazing. It's been buried in the ground for so many years and it still looks brand new."
At this moment, the shopkeeper also noticed the special features of the wooden hairpin and felt a pang of regret.
With his terrible eyesight and that feathered robe, he actually treated two great treasures as junk!
At this moment, he wished he could gouge out his own eyes. What use were these blind, worthless eyes?
"Okay, it's alright, you can go now."
After the shopkeeper cleaned the hairpin and resealed the urn, Ji Fanya took the item and told the shopkeeper to send him away.
"Thank you, thank you!"
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper showed no dissatisfaction. Instead, he felt as if he had been granted a pardon and fled as fast as he could, disappearing from sight in an instant.
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