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Chapter 368

Chapter 368

Unexpectedly, after Song Jiang heard this, he still insisted on his point of view and said, "These are just written on that piece of silk... Just like what you said, what if the ancients deliberately wrote it for future generations? After all, Whether the nine orifices have been sealed with iron juice, only Sheng Ying can know."

"If you want to ask, you can ask!" Meng Zhe said angrily.

Song Jiang smiled awkwardly, "I don't know her well...how can I ask! Besides, I'm just talking about the facts."

The two of them did not find any valuable clues during this trip. Song Jiang just relied on his intuition to think that the person who buried Sheng Ying should have affection for her. As for whether it was the person who brought her to such a situation, he couldn't say for a while. Come……

After returning to the car, Meng Zhe complained a little, "I see that you are really full and have nothing to do, and you have no clues to fart after tossing all night... Wouldn't it be nice to sleep well at home?"

Song Jiang knew in his heart that Meng Zhe must be hungry, so he looked at the sky outside the window and said, "It will be almost dawn in a while, I know that the steamed stuffed buns in a breakfast shop nearby are excellent, why don't we eat them before going back to make up for them?" Sleep?!"

Sure enough, Meng Zhe's face immediately became better when he said this.

It's a pity that the two came a bit early, the buns hadn't been cooked yet, Song Jiang thought that Meng Zhe would leave impatiently, but unexpectedly he pulled a chair beside him and sat down and said, "Then just wait a while... "

Song Jiang shook his head with a smile when he saw it. Although Meng Zhe was a little moody, it was actually easy to figure out the other person's temperament after getting along for a long time. On some things that ordinary people think should be insisted on, Meng Zhe is always free and easy. , On the contrary, he is always stubborn about such small things as what to eat for breakfast and how to eat it.

It stands to reason that Song Jiang and the others were the first guests, so the first steamed stuffed bun was naturally given to them, but the owner of this breakfast shop put the freshly baked steamed stuffed bun on a table in the corner superior……

Seeing Song Jiang and Meng Zhe's surprised faces, the boss quickly explained with a smile, "I'm sorry, you two, your steamed stuffed buns will be here soon... the shop has had an unwritten rule since my father's generation, that is, The first basket of steamed buns out of the pan must be honored to that table first, and no one can eat it, and the customers who come to the store often know it."

Song Jiang was a little puzzled and said, "Is there any particularity to this? Is there any taboo?"

The boss smiled and said, "Actually, there's nothing particular about it, it's just a rule passed down from my dad, and I don't want to break it... But I've heard him say a few times about the specific reason, saying that when he first opened the store, the Pots, bowls and bowls are always broken for no reason, and occasionally the kitchen will leak water! The older generation is superstitious, thinking that something unclean must have entered the store, so they put the steamed stuffed buns from the first cage in the morning. In the corner, it's strange to say, since the basket of steamed buns was thrown out every morning, nothing strange happened in the store, and every day went smoothly."

After the boss finished speaking, he brought over a basket of freshly baked buns, and then went to work, but just when Song Jiang and Meng Zhe were about to start eating, they suddenly saw a few skinny buns. The jackal sneaked in from the door, and then went straight to the table in the corner, grabbed the buns on the table, and stuffed them into his mouth... The appearance of the buns was not to mention how ugly it was, it was as if they hadn't eaten for many years Like a starving ghost who is overfed.

When the words "starved to death" came out of Song Jiang's mind, he couldn't help shivering all over his body, and then Meng Zhe who was at the side said lightly, "It's just a few starved ghosts... it seems that you are scared have to."

Song Jiang was surprised after hearing this, "Are you really a starving ghost?"

Meng Zhe nodded and said, "This breakfast shop is right next to the crossroads, and it's the place where wandering spirits haunt the most, and what's more, it sells food, so it's natural that starving ghosts will come to visit... It's okay, A kid of this level will leave on its own when it is full, and will not act like a demon."

Unexpectedly, while the two were talking, a boy with a pale face walked into the store. He first asked the boss for a basket of steamed buns, but as soon as he sat down, he looked at the table in the corner with a horrified expression. Apparently he could see the starving ghosts too...

When Song Jiang saw it, he whispered to Meng Zhe, "That child seems to be able to see it too... Are you sure those weird guys are ghosts?"

After hearing this, Meng Zhe sized up the boy carefully, and then said in a deep voice, "This kid has a gloomy appearance, a dead face, and he can still see ghosts... It seems that he is not far from death."

Song Jiang said in surprise when he heard it, "Really?! This kid doesn't look more than sixteen or seventeen..."

Meng Zhe snorted coldly, "Have you heard of all the people on Huangquan Road? Besides, this kid committed suicide... Do you see what is stuck on his back?"

Song Jiang looked at the boy's back when he heard the words, and found that there was a yellow paper talisman, so he asked in surprise, "Why is there a talisman on the back? Couldn't his family see it?"

Meng Zhe nodded and said, "Of course I can't see it, because it is a life-borrowing talisman. Ordinary people have never heard of it, let alone see it... This kid must have been fooled into borrowing his life."

"Then shall we help him...?" Song Jiang asked tentatively.

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe turned his face down and said, "Why do you want to help him? He can be tricked, which shows that he is greedy... He took things that shouldn't be taken. Everyone should be responsible for what they have done. Maybe in your eyes It turned out that he just made a small mistake, but it is not worth bearing the price of losing his life because of it, but life is like this, only by keeping your heart at the critical moment can you not be infected by these messy things."

"Why don't I ask first... What if he was framed by someone?" Song Jiang said with some immortality.

After hearing this, Meng Zhe said helplessly, "No wonder Deng Kai and the others call you Candy Chocolate in private? You can't be too kind..."

Song Jiang smiled and said, "I have such a temperament, otherwise how would I meet you?"

Meng Zhe heard the same thing. If Song Jiang hadn't been meddling in his own business and insisted on rescuing the "Meng Zhe" who committed suicide, he might still be sleeping in the sacred stone. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head and say , "What a sinful fate..."

In the end, Meng Zhe finally agreed to understand the cause and effect of the matter before Song Jiang insisted on it. If this kid is really innocent, he can consider helping him save his life.

After getting Meng Zhe's approval, Song Jiang took a bun and walked to the boy's table, and sat directly opposite him...

 I'm really sorry, Shao Jun was written as Duan Feng in the previous chapters, after finally changing it, today I found that Wu Lei was written as Shi Lei, and it still can't be changed.This is mainly because I set up a common word when coding, which is a name that can be obtained by only typing in one or two letters. As a result, I habitually beat Shao Jun as Duan Feng and Wu Lei as Shi Lei , and I didn't realize it at the time, if it is said that this pair of CP is also suffering, the names of both of them were all mistaken by me...

  
 
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