Fool Dad to go to another world

Chapter 34 Su Daochang

In fact, Zhang Wenbin has killed many people in his past and present lives.

But at this time, in the Yizhuang morgue, I still feel a little scared for some reason.

He clenched his fists, felt the strength in his body, and felt a little relieved in his heart.

After adding all the free attributes to the basic attributes, he felt the power around him increase dramatically.

If the frozen female corpse is really a fraud, he is not afraid.

He secretly experimented during the day, and with all his strength, he could directly knock down the small tree behind Yizhuang.

"I'm at level 1 now, and my strength is 6 points. It's equivalent to 6 times the strength of ordinary special forces. As long as you don't run into practitioners, ordinary people are definitely not as powerful as me!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Hearing the barking dogs outside, Zhang Wenbin somehow felt relieved.

Lying on the plank slowly fell asleep.

The moon at midnight was very bright, and when it hit the body of the female corpse at the door, it emitted a crystal clear light, like new snow under the moonlight, very holy.

The face of the female corpse became more rosy, and even the previous paleness was completely gone.

Silent all night.

"Haha! Benefactor Han! Poor Dao is so polite!"

"Is Daoist Su here? Sigh! I didn't expect you to arrive so soon. I thought you would arrive at night!"

"Han benefactor and Pindao have known each other for a long time, if benefactor Han has a request, pindao will come to solve it."

"Thank you, Daoist Su! Please come inside."

"Han benefactor is polite!"

Zhang Wenbin was also awakened by the voices outside in the morgue. He didn't notice the changes in the female corpse, and walked out of the morgue with a blanket in his arms.

As soon as he entered the yard, he heard Yu Pu's voice.

"It's Daoist Su who's here! Please sit down, I'll make tea right now."

Han Xinglan shouted: "Pu'er! You bring the Ganxing Yunwu tea I brought back from the county a few days ago, and give it to Su Daochang to taste."

"Oh? Donor Han actually brought Qianxing Yunwu? This tea is rare!"

When Zhang Wenbin entered the courtyard, he saw who Han Xinglan was talking about, Daoist Su.

In Zhang Wenbin's eyes, Daoist Su was dressed in a neat Taoist robe.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, the long black hair on both sides hangs down naturally from the ears, like a stream flowing down from a high mountain, it is beautiful and elegant.

The hosta hairpin on the head is crystal clear, and it is more transparent and clear under the morning light.

While talking and laughing with Han Xinglan, Su Daochang was humorous and seemed like a spring breeze.

So even Zhang Wenbin, an outsider, met for the first time, and he also had a good impression of him.

Daoist Su also saw Zhang Wenbin who came in from the outside. Seeing his short hair, he was taken aback, and asked Han Xinglan, "Who is this little brother?"

Zhang Wenbin's hair is actually not short, it has been covered with shoulders, and there are long bangs.

But compared with these people, it is indeed shorter.

Xue Butou has seen all kinds of people, so naturally he doesn't care.

But Daoist Su was still a little surprised when he saw it for the first time.

"Oh! I forgot to introduce you. This is my new apprentice named Zhang Wenbin. Wenbin! Come here and greet Daoist Su." Han Xinglan said.

Zhang Wenbin quickly bowed to Daoist Su and said, "I've seen Daoist Su."

"Haha! Poor Taoist Su Qian, I have met little brother Zhang." Daoist Su made a salute.

Han Xinglan laughed loudly, and said to Zhang Wenbin, "Don't think Daoist Su looks very young, but Daoist Su is actually over 40, and I'm only a few years older than him!"

"Oh?" Zhang Wenbin was taken aback, looked carefully at the Taoist priest, and compared it with Han Xinglan, feeling a little disbelieving in his heart.

"This appearance is too bad! But if Daoist Su is a practitioner, it is possible."

"However, Han Xinglan is just an ordinary warrior, how could he know a practitioner. Besides, a practitioner will come to help a mortal?"

Zhang Wenbin had a question mark in his heart, but it did not prevent him from paying more attention to this Taoist priest.

"Su Daochang! Please use tea."

Zhang Wenbin was muttering to himself when a delicate voice came from the back room.

"Haha! Daoist Su, come into the house!"

"Okay! Brother Zhang, come in too?"

Daoist Su did not forget to greet Zhang Wenbin at this time.

Zhang Wenbin pretended to be flattered, and quickly thanked him.

After entering the room, I saw the voice just now, it was from Miss Han at home.

At this time, Han Youniang had already dressed up very beautifully and exquisitely, looked at Daoist Su with watery eyes and invited Su Qian to take a seat.

Zhang Wenbin looked at Han Youniang and Su Qian suspiciously, secretly speculating about their relationship.

However, Su Qian was not unusual. He took the tea politely and said, "Thank you, young lady! I also trouble you to serve the tea yourself."

"Daozhang Su, you are too polite! My father said yesterday that he begged you to come over to see the frozen corpse. I didn't expect you to come here early in the morning. We should be thankful."

"Haha! It should be! You are too polite, young lady. Your father and I are good friends, and I will always help you with this."

Han Xinglan was also extremely happy when he heard the words, and laughed loudly: "Stop talking! Enjoy some tea."

Su Daochang nodded with a smile on his face, sniffed slightly, and looked at Han Xinglan tacitly, and smiled tacitly, then took a sip, full of appreciation.

Then his eyes lit up, as if he had tasted a rare treasure, he drank another sip, and exclaimed: "Brother Han is really powerful. This Qianxing Yunwu is a tribute tea. It is refreshing to smell, and it is refreshing and refreshing."

"This water seems to be?"

Han Xinglan praised: "Daozhang Su is really a master of the tea ceremony. This water is the spring snow that I collected in Qianxing Mountain. It was frozen in the cellar in the back mountain forest. It was taken out and melted only one day before the arrival of the distinguished guests."

"No wonder this water has the sweetness of spring water and the freshness of spring rain. Brother Han really put his heart into it." Su Daochang was amazed.

Zhang Wenbin was dumbfounded to hear that there were so many things to say after drinking a cup of tea.

It made him want to have a sip, but it's a pity that he didn't have a share.

"Brother Wenbin! Give me the blanket! How's it going? Stayed overnight?"

Yu Pu was already used to the strangeness, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhang Wenbin's greedy face.

But he didn't show it.

Zhang Wenbin swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said, "It's good! It's just that the morgue has a strange smell. I feel like I've got the smell all over me. Can I take a bath later?"

"Okay! You go take a shower first. I'll prepare hot water for you."

After Yu Pu finished speaking, he asked Han Xinglan for instructions, and then went to prepare bath water for Zhang Wenbin.

Han Xinglan asked Daoist Su to drink some tea while asking Zhang Wenbin, "Wenbin! Did you find anything unusual about that female corpse?"

Zhang Wenbin thought about it seriously, and said: "I don't feel anything unusual. It's just that sometimes I feel that this female corpse is a little dangerous, but I can't tell where it is. It's eerie."

Han Xinglan laughed loudly and said, "I guess you're still scared? That's fine! You go down first. I'll have a chat with Daoist Su."

"Yes! Master!"

Zhang Wenbin glanced at the smiling Han Youniang from the corner of his eye, feeling a little puzzled.

"Could it be that Han Youniang really has something to do with this priest?"

Zhang Wenbin felt a little nasty, shook his head, and helped him get hot water to take a good bath.

After Zhang Wenbin went out, Han Xinglan asked Daoist Su with his eyes open: "Daozhang Su? What do you think?"

Su Qian shook his head slightly, and said softly: "If the corpse does not melt, there must be resentment. This is what I am good at. Let's see what I do at night."

Han Xinglan seemed to trust Daoist Su very much, nodded heavily, and said, "Then I will trouble Daoist Su."

(End of this chapter)