The Phantom opened his small, bean-sized eyes wide, and his mouth was so wide open that he could hardly hold it with his hands. He said in astonishment, "I see, this Second Miss Jiang is not only brave, but she's even more courageous!"

Mei Ling seconded this.

Only Gong Yulinxu remained silent, as if he was thinking about something. Perhaps he didn't know enough about Jiang Fugui...

Killing too early seems inappropriate?

After a brief moment of distraction, Gong Yulinxu refocused his gaze on Jiang Fugui, who was gradually walking away. He then suddenly said to the Meiling beside him, "Go to the wing room and call a few people to help Miss Jiang Er with this. Follow her instructions."

"Yes." Mei Ling replied and turned to leave, but he did not forget to remind Gong Yulinxu, "Your Highness, it's cold and rainy late at night. You'd better take care of yourself and return to your room first. I will bring some people to assist Miss Jiang Er."

"Well, I'll wait for you to come back before going. By the way... there should be jackals around the charity cemetery. Phantom, go deal with them."

Gong Yulinxu clasped his arms around his chest, leaning against the doorpost in the corridor and speaking lightly.

The Phantom pursed his lips in disgust, looking unwilling.

To put it bluntly, asking him to kill jackals is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, a waste of talent!

Just as he was about to struggle and resist, Phantom saw his master sneering at him.

Although Gong Yulinxu didn't say a word, Meiying felt a silent murderous intent.

Therefore, no matter how reluctant Phantom was, he had no choice but to go outside the charity cemetery to deal with the jackals without complaint.

Jiang Fugui went back and forth several times, bringing back rulers, awls, chisels, hammers, planes and other tools. No one knew where she found these things.

The ghost quickly returned, leading two or three people behind him.

After Jiang Fugui finished her short round of work, she was a little surprised when she saw Mei Ling and the others. She thought she had not alarmed them, but now they were standing in front of her, so she thought they must have heard the noise.

Since the two groups of people met and both stayed overnight in the charity cemetery, if someone was willing to help, Jiang Fugui would naturally not hesitate to give them a helping hand.

After informing Mei Ling and the others about some of the repair preparations, Jiang Fugui made a simple division of labor and told them how to start the subsequent repairs.

Because there were so many people, Jiang Fugui and Mei Ling didn't spend too much time repairing all the coffins in the main hall of the charity cemetery.

Even if the appearance cannot be as good as new, at least the cracks and holes have been smoothed out and filled neatly, so there will be no more air leaks or rain leaks.

Just when Mei Ling and the others helped pack up their things and were about to leave, they found that Jiang Fugui was still fiddling with something at the door of the charity cemetery.

When they came closer to take a closer look, they found that one more strange thing had happened without them noticing...

At this moment, his son, Jiang Fugui, had already cleaned an exquisite little incense burner and lit three incense sticks. He then placed his hand against his forehead and bowed three times devoutly in worship.

The key point is that while she was offering the sacrifice, she was still saying confidently, "My dear masters, the coffin has been repaired. Although it won't be as good as when it was new, it shouldn't be a problem for another two or three years. But it doesn't matter. The fact that I met you masters at the funeral home is a matter of fate. I beg you masters to be kind and not make things difficult for us, old and young."

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