Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 504: The Eve of the Returning Night——Part !

"what……"

Xiaoqing returned to Jiajia Building and uttered a low "hmm". Bai Suzhen beside her frowned slightly and followed Xiaoqing's gaze. She saw a short-haired woman.
A short-haired woman was staring at the Jiajia Building at a distant corner of the road. To ordinary people, this might seem nothing special, but Bai Suzhen frowned because she found that this woman was not human.

Xiaoqing, like Bai Suzhen, discovered that this woman was not human, but she discovered it with the help of the combat power detector given to her by Zhao Zheng.

Name: Mirai Yamamoto

Race: General zombie

Level: Third generation
Combat power: 700
"A zombie from Jiang Chen's clan?"

There are many kinds of zombies?
Xiaoqing, who had not paid attention to this aspect, was puzzled for a moment, then looked at Bai Suzhen and whispered a suggestion.

"Sister, why don't you take her in? Her combat power is only 700, and your combat power is 900. You will definitely win against her. And sister, you see, she has been staring at Jiajia Building just now. I think she must want to harm someone!" Xiaoqing looked at the leaving Yamamoto Mirai and said quickly to Bai Suzhen.

"I think you're a better fit than me!"

Bai Suzhen rolled her eyes and Xiaoqing quickly shook her head: "No, sister, her combat power is 200 higher than mine."

"Why are you so scared? Doesn't it say on the combat power detector that the combat power is for reference only?" Bai Suzhen said lightly.

"Oh, that's right!"

Xiaoqing thought about it, and subconsciously rubbed her hands and was about to take action. Bai Suzhen looked at Xiaoqing who was suddenly eager to try, and turned back to look at the corridor on the eighth floor of Jiajia Building with a helpless look.

"Don't worry about her, let's go back."

"Ah! You're not going to accept her?"

“The Bodhisattva is here!”

"Oh, that's right. She dares to harm people even when the Bodhisattva is here. She is really asking for death!"

Xiaoqing glanced at the lights on the eighth floor of Jiajia Building and said, with the Bodhisattva in charge, that was not something she should worry about.

Bai Suzhen nodded, then frowned and looked at the two men and two women who walked out of Jiajia Building. Her eyes swept over Kuang Tianyou and Wang Zhenzhen, and looked at an old man who looked strong and a woman she had met several times.

The woman who had met Wang Zhenzhen several times did not recognize her, but she knew the other person. She knew that the other person was Ma Xiaoling, a good friend of Wang Zhenzhen, and a member of the Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan.

But this old man... Looking at the old man who looked strong and healthy, Bai Suzhen's eyes flashed with a stream of light: "Huh? He is actually a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain!"

"!!!"

Unlike Bai Suzhen who remained calm, Xiaoqing's eyes widened. Under the combat power detector she was wearing,
The fighting power of Ma Xiaoling and the other three emerged before their eyes!

Name: Ma Xiaoling
Race: Terran

Realm: Heavenly Master Three Heavens
Combat power: 999
……

Name: He Yingqiu
Race: Terran

Realm: Fifth Heavenly Master
Combat power: 800
……

Name: Kuang Tianyou
Race: General zombie

Level: Second generation

Combat power: 1300
……

Name: Wang Zhenzhen
Race: Terran

Realm: None
Combat power: 8
"!!!"

Damn it,
How come they are better than me? !
Xiaoqing opened her eyes wide and looked at Ma Xiaoling and the other two with a look of doubt on her face. As for Wang Zhenzhen, the mortal, she subconsciously ignored her.

But even if she ignored it, she still felt that she came to the wrong place. How come everyone's fighting power was higher than hers?

"Hey, Susu, Xiaoqing, you are going to see the decoration of the bar again!" Wang Zhenzhen, who was going downstairs to see Ma Xiaoling and the others off, greeted them with a smile.

As she spoke, she introduced Ma Xiaoling and Bai Suzhen to each other. Seeing the faint demonic aura on Xiaoqing, Ma Xiaoling and He Yingqiu frowned and looked at each other.

However, after thinking about what Wang Zhenzhen said about Bai Suzhen and the other two being Zhao Zheng's friends, Ma Xiaoling and the other two nodded and greeted them, and Bai Suzhen and the other two also nodded and greeted them.

After everyone separated, Bai Suzhen and the other person arrived at the lobby of the building and took the elevator. Xiaoqing patted her chest with relief and said with a look of fear: "How terrible! I didn't expect them to be so powerful!"

And their combat power is higher than hers!!
"It's very powerful."

Bai Suzhen nodded, Xiaoqing nodded in agreement, and then said in disbelief: "But I didn't expect that Kuang Tianyou is also a zombie!"

As she spoke, she looked at Bai Suzhen, whose expression remained unchanged, and said, "Sister, you didn't know that Kuang Tianyou was a zombie a long time ago, did you?"

"What do you say?"

"..."

But why didn't you tell me!

Xiaoqing's eyes widened. Bai Suzhen looked at her strangely. "I thought you had figured it out a long time ago."

"..."

"Oh, you didn't see that!"

"I...just didn't look carefully!"

Xiaoqing retorted, Bai Suzhen looked at Xiaoqing helplessly: "Yes, but next time, you have to be more careful!"

Xiaoqing has this ability.
It’s just... too careless!

"Sister, even if you don't tell me, I will look carefully!"

Xiaoqing said with lingering fear that if for no other reason than for her own safety, she would have to watch carefully in the future.

"No more talking, I need to practice hard tonight!"

Seeing the elevator door open, Xiaoqing hurriedly walked out of the elevator and walked into the room. She saw Bai Suzhen looking at her in surprise.

She didn't mean anything else.
She thinks her sister took the wrong medicine? !
"Did she drink realgar wine?"

Looking at Xiaoqing who was a little too abnormal, Bai Suzhen's eyes moved slightly and a white light flashed across her eyes. After making sure that Xiaoqing was okay, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ok?"

Bai Suzhen thought about it, smiled slightly, and roughly understood what was going on. She walked into the room, closed the door, and faced Xiaoqing who was hurriedly running to the bathroom to wash up.

"Xiao Qing, how much fighting power do they have?"

"..."

I don't want to mention this!

Xiaoqing spoke vaguely...

…………

time flies,

In a blink of an eye,
The time came to March 15th,

There is only one day left until Luo Kaiping's return to the dead.
early morning,

Seaside port,

Dozens of bodyguards in black quickly packed up the mixer and the unused cement and left. Zhao Zheng, standing under the black umbrella held up by his female secretary, muttered as he looked at the five crabs that had sunk to the bottom.

"It seems that their family is not sea crabs."

After saying that, he looked at Fang Zhanbo, who was looking a little pale, and asked, "How is it, are you happy that you got your revenge?"

"Um……"

Fang Zhanbo nodded, his pale face somewhat complicated as he stared at the sea surface which seemed a little dim because of the dark clouds in the sky.

Or,

Ding Hai's family was sunk into the sea!!

Although he successfully avenged his father's death with the help of Zhao Zheng, he still had a feeling of emptiness.

"Don't dwell on the past. Here, this is the address of a new stock company I opened. You should report to work there as soon as possible. Don't get me wrong, this is not a gift to you. Of course, if you have the ability, it's not impossible for me to give you the company. After all, you are my brother-in-law." Zhao Zheng smiled and took out a business card and handed it to Fang Zhanbo.

"……Thanks!"

Fang Zhanbo hesitated and took the business card. He looked at the bank card that Zhao Zheng handed over and subconsciously wanted to refuse it, but before he could open his mouth, he heard Zhao Zheng say.

"Take it, brother-in-law!"

"… Treat her well…"

Fang Zhanbo hesitated for a moment, but still chose to take the bank card. He didn't say anything to ask Zhao Zheng to focus on Fang Ting. After all, he knew Ruan Mei was also Zhao Zheng's woman. Zhao Zheng hummed, "Remember to buy a newspaper tomorrow and take it home to show it to your mother-in-law. Remember to act like a real person then."

"???"

"..."

I want my bank card back!

Zhao Zheng looked at Fang Zhanbo expressionlessly. The female secretary holding an umbrella beside him smiled and explained, "The boss meant that the newspaper will publish a story about Ding Hai's family of five jumping into the sea to commit suicide tomorrow, so he asked you to tell them the good news."

"……it is good!"

Fang Zhanbo nodded after understanding what was going on. He did not delve into how to determine that it was suicide since Ding Hai and the other four had all gone to the bottom of the sea. After all, in his opinion, these were not a big deal for Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng hummed, told Zhanbo to go back early, and left in the car, glancing at the driver.

He looked above his head. Above his head, there were six three-legged tripods that were made entirely of qi. Although blurry, one could already see the cloud patterns and Taoist marks on them. They exuded an aura that suppressed everything.

The sixth cauldron of luck appeared after he seized Ding Hai's luck. He didn't even think about devouring Ding Hai's luck, his luck moved on its own, and then the sixth cauldron was created.

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“It feels like it’s about to end…”

Thinking about Ding Hai's early release from prison and the sixth cauldron of luck, Zhao Zheng looked at the dark sky outside the car window for a while, frowned slightly, and shouted, "Stop the car."

As the driver stopped, Zhao Zheng rolled down the window and looked at the old man on the tricycle parked on the side of the road, who looked a little reserved and distant. He looked at the dishes in the tricycle, then at the old man in the tricycle and said.

“Selling vegetables?”

"Yes……"

The old man riding the tricycle looked at the expensive-looking car in front of him and the rich-looking people in the car with some envy and fear.

"It's already past eight in the morning. The morning market should be over. Go home and come back to sell tomorrow." Zhao Zheng looked at his watch and said to the old man who was dressed so simply that he looked a little poor.

"it is good……"

"Hmm? Do you know where home is?"

"How could I not know where my home is..."

The old man on the tricycle retorted subconsciously, and then stopped talking, with a look of deep confusion on his face.

"Where is my home?"

"I bought the food, let's go home."

"Ah? No, no, no..."

The old man on the tricycle stopped thinking about where his home was and subconsciously rejected Zhao Zheng's kindness. He saw Zhao Zheng get off the tricycle, take out several thousand-yuan bills and hand them to him. He was stunned and quickly waved his hands and said, "Too much..."

"Not much. Take it. Ah Wu, move the food from the car into the trunk." Zhao Zheng stuffed several thousand-yuan bills into the car where the old man was sitting and instructed the driver who got off the car.

"Yes, boss."

The driver hurriedly moved the vegetables from the electric tricycle, and the old man anxiously opened the compartment and handed the money to Zhao Zheng.

"It's too much. I don't need so much. Besides, I don't have much food. If you want to eat it, I'll give it to you..."

"Not much for me."

Zhao Zheng said this, and as he watched the driver move all the food out of the carriage, he smiled and said to the old man.

"Okay, time to go home..."

"Go home, but I don't..."

The old man paused, and knowing where his home was, he looked at Zhao Zheng gratefully: "Thank you, young man... But I really can't accept this money, it's too much..."

"It's not much, take it and go home!"

"That's...ok."

The old man looked at Zhao Zheng, then at the several thousand-yuan bills in his hand, then got on the tricycle again and expressed his gratitude to Zhao Zheng.

"Thank you……"

"polite……"

Zhao Zheng said with a smile, watching the tricycle drive towards a dark road and disappear, along with the road.

The driver, Ah Wu, widened his eyes and swallowed his saliva tremblingly. Zhao Zheng looked expressionlessly at the fresh vegetables in the unlocked trunk and said lightly.

"drive."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"…Close the trunk first!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The driver was a little confused, and Zhao Zheng opened the door and got in without paying attention until a while later, just a few minutes later.

There were ambulances and police cars parked on the street, which was crowded with onlookers, as well as a tricycle, the same model as the one the old man was riding, which made passers-by curious.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Hey, it's all about burning charcoal for heating!"

"This old vegetable seller burned charcoal in the cabin of his tricycle to keep warm, and ended up killing himself. It's not cold that day, he should just be patient."

"Not cold? What time is it now? Do you know what time this old man comes to set up his stall? He comes at three or four in the morning. Wasn't it cold then?" A pedestrian living nearby retorted.

"Alas, it's a pity that this old man passed away like this. I remember that he and his wife were the only ones living together in his family, right?"

"Yes, Old Li has no children in his life. He and his wife depend on each other for survival. He gets up so early to sell vegetables in order to earn some money to treat his wife's illness..."

The vegetable vendor at the side said with a complicated expression, which made the driver Ah Wu, who heard everything, look even paler and swallow his saliva. Seeing this, Zhao Zheng frowned slightly and said, "It seems that the money for the vegetables is too little..."

Snapped--

With a crisp snap of fingers,
The driver, Awu, looked blankly at himself who was still moving the vegetables, and at Zhao Zheng who took out dozens of thousand-yuan bills and handed them to the old vegetable seller. He widened his eyes and backed away tremblingly.

"Oh my god, it's a ghost..."

thump--

The driver fell to the ground unconscious. The vegetable seller looked behind him curiously, then looked around, and found that there was no ghost. He quickly waved his hand and refused the dozens of thousand-yuan bills handed to him by the kind-hearted man who looked somewhat familiar.

"Too many, too many..."

"Not much, it's worth the price..."

Zhao Zheng smiled and shook his head. After a while of refusing, the old man finally took the money. He grinned, revealing his yellow and uneven teeth, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on, I'll help you move it!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Zheng smiled and nodded. After moving the vegetables into the trunk, he said to the old man with a smile.

"The vegetables are sold out, it's time to go home."

"Yeah, time to go home..."

The old man selling vegetables stopped talking and looked at the dilapidated tile house in front of him, or his home, with some confusion.

He didn't care why his tricycle wasn't parked at the door. Instead, he grinned, touched the dozens of banknotes in his pocket, pushed open the rusty iron door and shouted, "Old lady, I met a kind person today..."

After entering the gate and closing the door, the old man listened to his wife who had not replied for a long time, muttered helplessly, "What time is it?", and walked into the kitchen where firewood was piled to start boiling medicine and cooking.

After the meal was ready and the medicine was boiled, he walked into the living room, opened the bedroom door, looked at the light that was turned off again and said helplessly.

"Turn off the lights again. It wasn't you who fell last time..."

The old man turned on the light while cursing, looked at his wife lying on the bed, smiled, took out dozens of crumpled thousand-yuan bills from his pocket, came to the bedside and sat down.

"Old lady, I just met a kind person... Old lady, how can this rich man be so stupid that he is willing to spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy my vegetables..."

The old man's voice became weaker and weaker. When his wife woke up from her sleep, she only saw the steaming rice and medicine on the bench beside the bed, and the money tightly wrapped in toilet paper stuffed in her hand...

……

night,
Waiting bar.

"Still looking, you haven't seen enough, right..."

Xiao Qing looked helplessly at Jin Zhengzhong who was staring at her sister, and said with a frown: "If you want to drink, drink. If you don't want to drink, go out. Don't stare at my sister as soon as you come in..."

(End of this chapter)