C9 Handling of Post-mortem Matters

"That's great!" Bai Yu replied.

"Really? Senior! "About that, please take care of me in the future. I'll call you the Kitchen Craft Lang, and Senior can just call me the Carbon Cure Lang!" The fact that Bai Yu would be with him made him more or less excited. "With Bai Yu in the team, your sister will be much safer.

"Bai Yu!" Bai Yu looked at him and replied indifferently.

"..."

Afterward, Bai Yu accompanied him to find a place to bury his dead family. Bai Yu waited quietly in the distance, not bothering the two siblings.

His family was very ordinary. When his father was still young, he had died early due to his body condition. His family was supported by his mother and eldest son, Lin Sanjiu. But now, an ordinary family was instantly shattered, and the only sister that had survived had become a ghost.

Even though you won't take the initiative to eat people now, it doesn't change the fact that you have turned into a ghost.

These were all things that the kind-hearted Ch'iao Lang told Bai Yu on his own accord when he was helping him dig the grave. Bai Yu didn't discuss his family with him too much. He just listened quietly as he recounted the beautiful memories in his heart.

It was only after doing all that that he pulled his sister over to Bai Yu's side. He carefully examined Bai Yu, who was wearing the clothes in front of his father, and couldn't help but feel touched. "Senior Bai Yu, you really miss my father, looking like this."

Bai Yu was surprised and then snappily asked, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You're wearing the clothes my father used to wear," he explained. "That's why I feel like my father is alive again."

"Can't you find me something else to wear?" Bai Yu looked up and down at his clothes, wishing he could take them off right now.

However, it wasn't a good idea to do this, as Bai Yu had no other choice.

"My clothes are too small, so there's no need to even mention my brother's clothes. Only my father's clothes are suitable for you to wear. What? Senior Bai Yu, are you hating my father's clothes? " Ch'iao Lang continued.

Bai Yu knew that there was no way to change his clothes, so he could only stop insisting. After all, he couldn't take off his clothes in this snowy mountain and get frozen, right?

Seeing that Yan Zichiro had misunderstood him, Bai Yu explained, "I don't mind, I don't mind. It's just that your father is wearing clothes, so it's not too good to wear on me."

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that something was not right. He said, "I don't have any other clothes at home. I'll think of something when I get outside."

Bai Yu didn't want to dwell on this and urged, "Once things are done, let's go!"

Afterwards, the two people and the ghost set out on a journey towards the narrow fog mountain, looking for Lin Long's near future.

In order to travel during the day, he went to the nearby villagers and brought back a bamboo basket.

"Senior, I'm back!" At this moment, Bai Yu was sitting cross-legged outside a cave. When he saw him return, he replied in a low voice, "I'm back!"

Ch'iao Lang nodded his head. Bai Yu glanced at the basket that had a little bit light, and said, "Ch'ihi-lang Lang, this basket isn't too good, is it? Everything had been leaked! Ghosts don't like the sunlight! "