Yu Hui-fei did not answer. Instead, he went back to find that crappy book. Everyone carefully studied the terms inside.
The result was that they could not!
Everyone could only stay on the Ninth Floor for a maximum of three days a week.
After three days, they had to leave and could only stay again a week later!
This was the rule!
To change it, Yu Hui-fei needed to increase his privileges.
Yu Hui-fei rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Everything needs privileges. It's no wonder Lu Ya is as poor as a dog …"
However, rules were rules. Yu Hui-fei could not do anything about it.
He could only think about how to increase his privileges …
Bull's Head said, "This is talking about merits, but you're a jailer. How are you going to get merits?
Do you want us to break out of prison and you have to capture us before it counts as merits? "
Ma Mian said, "Then the two of us will probably be thrown into the Eighteen Levels of Hell … If worse comes to worst, we might be sent to the Heavenly Courts and become a dish in the imperial kitchen!"
Yu Hui-fei waved his hand and said, "That won't do."
Bull's Head and Ma Mian shouted at the same time, "That definitely won't do!"
Then, the two looked at each other and chuckled. "Why don't we let Black and White Wuchang try?"
Yu Hui-fei: "@ # ¥…"
After holding it in for a long time, Yu Hui-fei said, "You guys are really good brothers!"
"Of course." Bull's Head and Ma Mian shouted.
Yu Hui-fei could not be bothered with them …
Merits were difficult to obtain, but there should be a direction for merit.
Wasn't merit about doing good deeds?
Yu Hui-fei followed the introduction and took out his Ninth Floor token. With a thought, the token transformed into a book and flipped to the public virtues page.
Merit: 11
Yu Hui-fei was stunned. "Why do I have merit?"
Bull's Head came over and said, "What have you been doing recently?"
Yu Hui-fei shook his head. Although he had beaten up the hooligans and caused trouble for his Brother Gou, it was all to solve his own problems.
Moreover, they were here to collect their debts, so there would be no merit to speak of in dealing with them.
Ma Mian said: "There is a detail button at the back."
Yu Hui-fei clicked on the details, and in the end …
"Clean the graveyard. Merit points + 1!
Clean the graveyard. Merit points + 1!
…
You cleaned the graveyard. It's very clean. Merit points + 2! "
There were ten messages in a row, and the last one was especially eye-catching!
Yu Hui-fei stroked his chin and said, "There's merit for cleaning a cemetery?"
Almost at the same time, Bull's Head stuffed a broom into Yu Hui-fei's hand.
Before Yu Hui-fei could say anything, Ma Mian pushed Yu Hui-fei out. While walking, she said, "The spiritual energy here is too strong. You will feel uncomfortable if you stay here for too long.
Go, work hard, clean the graveyard!
Come on!
Muah! "
Yu Hui-fei wanted to stop and say something, but unfortunately, although Ma Mian's strength was not as good as Bull's Head's, compared to Yu Hui-fei, it was like the difference between a truck and a chick!
Yu Hui-fei was unable to resist and was pushed out by the fellow!
Standing in the corridor, Yu Hui-fei looked up at the ceiling and cursed, "Damn you!
Who's the boss here? "
Although he was indignant, Yu Hui-fei still rushed to the cemetery with the broom in hand for the sake of merit, to be able to upgrade his authority as soon as possible, to earn more money, and to improve his meals.
Therefore, Yu Hui-fei carried a bucket in one hand, which was filled with water and a rag, and a broom in the other, and slowly came to the front yard.
Looking at the crowd who had finished painting and were packing up, he turned around and entered the cemetery through the side door.
Seeing this scene, Ke Li's eyes lit up. He asked, "Boss, where does your door lead to?"
Yu Hui-fei said lightly, "The cemetery."
Just as mentioned before, other than the artificial construction of the graveyard and some passageways for people to move around, there were no major changes to the rest of the place.
Especially those old trees, not a single one of them had been touched.
There were many maple trees here. When autumn came, the autumn wind blew, and the yellow and red leaves floated down with the wind.
It caused a lot of leaves to accumulate in the cemetery if it wasn't swept for a day.
More importantly, when Yu Hui-fei swept in front, the leaves would fall from the back …
Yu Hui-fei looked at the fallen leaves and couldn't help but mutter, "When I came to this cemetery when I was young, there were only a few fallen leaves. There weren't this many!
Isn't this bullying? "
But thinking about it carefully, his grandfather, Yu Aiguo, stayed here almost every day.
No matter when Yu Hui-fei came, the house would always be empty. In the cemetery, there would always be an old figure waving a broom and sweeping …
Thinking of his grandfather, Yu Hui-fei's heart stirred. His restless heart that had been sweeping the leaves also calmed down.
Yu Hui-fei stopped thinking about those distracting thoughts and quietly waved the broom. He imitated his grandfather in his memories and swept the leaves away …
He didn't realize that a curious face had peeked out from the side door. It looked at Yu Hui-fei's figure with a pair of large bright eyes.
Following that, a drawing frame was set up there. A small hand held a paintbrush and quickly sketched.
The person was none other than Liu Xin!
At that moment, Liu Xin was wearing a rabbit-eared hat and sitting on a stool. She looked attentively and seriously at Yu Hui-fei, who was sweeping the floor.
Yu Hui-fei was sweeping the floor very seriously.
The two of them didn't say anything else. Even Yu Hui-fei didn't know that someone had come. The two of them were so quiet …
He swept his fallen leaves, and she drew his picture.
The autumn wind blew, and the red leaves fell. Beside the white tombstones, the red-robed Yu Hui-fei seemed to have blended into the scenery.
Cui Jue was the first to see Liu Xin, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she smiled and added some hot water to the kettle beside Liu Xin.
But Liu Xin didn't seem to notice. She was clearly too engrossed in her painting.
As for Ke Li and Liu Zhuang, both of them had already fallen asleep on the bed. Clearly, they were tired after a whole day of painting.
In the backyard, Bull's Head, Ma Mian, was lying on the wall sneakily. He peeked his head out and pouted at Cui Jue.
Cui Jue walked over and asked, "What's the matter?"
Bull's Head pointed at his belly and said, "I'm hungry. Now that we have money, we should get Xiao Yu to quickly get something to eat."
Cui Jue chuckled and said, "It's probably difficult. He's now sweeping the cemetery."
Upon hearing this, Bull's Head and Ma Mian's faces turned green. If they had known this would happen, they wouldn't have tricked Yu Hui-fei into sweeping the cemetery. They would have gone to buy groceries first.
Ma Mian said, "How long will it take for him to sweep alone?
Why don't we go and help? "
Cui Jue shook her head and said, "Don't go. There are guests in the cemetery. It's not good for you to go."
Bull's Head, Ma Mian, scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously. Then, he glanced at the masked Black and White Wuchang and said, "You two go …"
Black and White Wuchang shook his head and said, "No. Black and White Wuchang sweeping graves is inauspicious. Even if we are willing, they won't be willing.
When the time comes, not only will we not earn any merit, but we will also be punished even more. "
Bull's Head, Ma Mian, was speechless.
If they couldn't go, they could only wait.
Hence, in the backyard, Bull's Head, Ma Mian, Black and White Wuchang, and Cui Jue sat there. Their stomachs were rumbling as they drank mouthfuls of water, trying their best to fill their stomachs.