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

Chapter 517 Zhao Zheng: This is how you repay your benefactor?!
"..."

Zhao Zheng looked speechlessly at the two Weaver Girls who had sneaked into Jin Zhengzhong's house at some point, put the rice cooker on the gas stove and started cooking, and then started frantically putting out the fire.

"Where are Kim Jong-jung and the others?"

Zhao Zheng muttered to himself and looked at Jin Zhengzhong and the other man downstairs. He realized that the two of them went to use their connections and Jin Shouzheng to bail out Taoist Huang Liu, but they didn't do it. Looking at the smoke alarm that was about to sound, he stretched out his hand and slapped it in the air.

whoosh-

Two stars twinkled in the sky, mixed with two piercing screams that ordinary people couldn't hear. Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand and pointed at the air, activating the expulsion technique to restore Jin Zhengzhong's house to its original state.

"Come on, continue!" Zhao Zheng whispered in his heart. He wanted to see what fate would do next now that it had come to this.

"Hmm? You can't have fun again, right?"

Looking at the six auras that suddenly appeared near Jiajia Building, Zhao Zheng immediately restrained his aura and hid in private clothes.

After a while, feeling the disappearance of the six auras, Zhao Zheng still tried his best to restrain his aura and hid in private clothes. After a while, as expected, the six auras from before descended again.

"Tsk, I knew it."

Feeling the aura of the six old men and women guarding the gates, Zhao Zheng sighed in his heart. When it comes to being cunning... bah, when it comes to scheming and thinking, he, Zhao Zheng, has never been inferior to anyone.

After a while, the six auras finally disappeared, but he still did not reveal them. He kept hiding his private clothes with all his strength, came to the quiet room, sat cross-legged on the cushion, and began to observe the future with Qianshitong.
Try to analyze fate as much as possible!

time flies,

After noon.

"Analyzing fate... is a bit difficult..."

Zhao Zheng, who was sitting on the mat, opened his eyes. Images flashed across his eyes quickly and disappeared as he blinked.

It was difficult, not because he failed to analyze it, on the contrary, he had already got a clue, but fate had too many tricks up its sleeve.

Or,

so amazing! !
As he once said, fate exhausts all possible changes in the future, whether good or bad, to give the simplest example.

For example, he prevented the Weaver Girls and Kim Jong-jung from meeting each other in the morning by photographing them into outer space.

But this was only temporary. After returning to Earth, the two Weaver Girls still had intersections with Jin Zhengzhong through a series of coincidences, and this was despite his constant attempts to stop them.

Even if he continued to stop them, without using his extraordinary strength, it would only postpone the time for the three Weaver Girls to get to know each other indefinitely.

Just like the inevitable Skynet in the Terminator, no matter how future humans travel through the past to change history, Skynet will still be born, but the time will be postponed.
And the process of birth will be changed!

The ending is still destined!

Just like Jin Zhengzhong and Zhinu, the three of them still had some intersections, but the timing of this intersection and the quality of the relationship changed accordingly because of his interference.

Moreover, because of this intersection, the Zombie World also began to devour and process the world DLC that covered the Zombie World.

"No wonder Fuxi and the others had to risk their lives to capture destiny and planned for so long..." Zhao Zheng understood and glanced at the mother and son in Room 802, who were being taught a lesson by the Weaver Girl and her husband because their theft of the feathered clothes was exposed.

It’s more like a prank than a lesson!
Zhao Zheng secretly thought that Jin Zhengzhong was too inexperienced. If this happened to Ma Xiaoling, he felt that Jin Zhengzhong would be beaten half to death.

After watching for a while, Zhao Zheng withdrew his gaze and began to think about what would happen if he faced his fate. After thinking about it, he came up with the answer.

The answer is I don’t know!!
He can deal with the means of fate, but he is not sure when a real fight comes. He is not sure whether it is his strength that is strong, no, it should be said that his computing power is strong, or the computing power of fate as the way of heaven is stronger.

"Continue to analyze..."

"Then... start stealing the secrets..."

Zhao Zheng took out a drop of silver-white blood and a ball of blood emitting colorful black light and various desires and other emotional blood.

The former is the blood of the First Commandment Heavenly Dao, and the latter is his blood as Xuantai Pingyutian, one of the Four Heavenly Gods in the Desire Realm. With these two, he felt that he should be able to steal the account by using the method of stealing the secrets of heaven.

Just like when he was in Neon, he used his secrets to forcibly occupy the position of the Thousand-armed and Thousand-eyed Great Compassionate Avalokitesvara, one of the six aliases of Avalokitesvara.

of course,

Now is not the time to steal the secret!
Now, he is not sure!!

He still lacks a crucial opportunity!

Zhao Zheng began to continue the analysis. At the same time, he separated half of his soul and body and left the quiet room, and began to artificially speed up the analysis progress.

at the same time,

Room 802.

"Zhizhi, our benefactor has come out. Hurry, let's catch up with him!" The magpie, who had been observing the movements in Zhao Zheng's room, said to the Weaver Girl.

"it is good."

The Weaver Girl, who was sitting on the sofa, nodded. She looked at Sister Jin and her son who were relieved by her words, and took out the Cloud Shuttle and pointed it at Sister Jin and Jin Zhengzhong who were massaging her.

"Humph, just stay still!"

Looking at this bad mother and son, Zhinu snorted coldly, picked up the cloud shuttle, cast an invisibility spell on herself and Xi Que, and walked out of the room, quietly following Zhao Zheng who had just closed the door and walked towards the elevator.

Zhao Zhengquan took the elevator downstairs when he couldn't see the two girls, and chatted with the administrator Uncle Gu in the lobby.

Regarding Uncle Gu's comment that the withered vegetation was because the building was haunted, he complained in his mind that the Jiajia Building couldn't escape the reputation of being haunted, right? Then he said directly.

"You said, could it be possible that the plants in the yard suddenly turned yellow overnight because someone sprayed them with herbicides?"

"herbicide?"

Uncle Gu was stunned when he heard this. Zhao Zheng patted Uncle Gu on the shoulder and said, "Yes, herbicides. High concentrations of herbicides can make these flowers, plants and trees wither overnight. Uncle Gu, you can take some time to see if there are any newly opened flower shops nearby. Who knows, those people may be responsible. People nowadays will do anything to make money!"

Just like the school he bought recently, where the principal ran away with the money and the school had actually lost its educational qualifications for four or five years, some people can do anything for money.

“But I didn’t see anyone coming to spray herbicides last night…” Uncle Gu scratched his head, still not believing it.

In response, Zhao Zheng took out a revival talisman from his back and threw it, which turned into a stream of light and revived a rose in the yard.

He didn't mean anything else,
I just want to say, he is a professional!

Even if the yellowing of the vegetation is not due to the herbicide, but was given by the Weaver Girls as a color representing vitality, it is still better than the claim that the building is haunted!
Uncle Gu widened his eyes as he watched the rose suddenly turn emerald green and no longer look yellow. The two invisible Weaver girls also widened their eyes, and their mouths were slightly open in shock.

"He is a monk!" ×2
The Weaver Girl and the other girl looked at each other and thought, Uncle Gu didn’t think about this, he just had nothing to say. What else could he say? Zhao Zheng is a professional in this area, but he is not!

After chatting with Uncle Gu for a while, Zhao Zheng left Jiajia Building and prepared to drive to the newly purchased property to take a look.

As soon as he came to the car, he stopped and looked at a gold brick on the ground, two gold bricks the size of bricks!
"..."

Looking at the gold bricks lying in front of his tire, sparkling in the sunlight, Zhao Zheng remained silent for a while with his mouth twitching.

Forget it, here's a question. The size of a brick is 24×12×6=1728 cubic centimeters, and the specific gravity of gold is 19.32 grams per cubic centimeter. How heavy is this gold brick that is two bricks stacked together?

The answer is nearly 130 kilograms!!
"When you were repaying your benefactor, did you ever consider that he might not be able to lift the gold brick?!" Zhao Zheng complained in his heart after looking at the two invisible Weaver Girls beside him.

After complaining, he picked up the gold brick and took a look at it. After finding out it was real, he wondered if the Weaver Girl had the power to turn stones into gold, and then put the gold brick into the passenger seat. Well, he is a monk!
After doing all this, Zhao Zheng drove away, leaving the invisible Weaver Girl and the other one stunned. The two of them stared at each other blankly, watching Zhao Zheng drive away.

"He just left!"

"Didn't he even ask if anyone had lost gold?"

The Weaver Girl and the Magpie each had an idea. They looked at each other, said "let's go" in unison, and then turned into streams of light and followed.

Zhao Zheng, who was driving, didn't pay any attention to these things. He didn't even look at them. After getting into the back seat of his car, he looked around curiously at the two Weaver Girls who were chattering in the car.

He just kept driving until half an hour later, in front of a slightly old nursing home, Zhao Zheng got out of the car, took the document handed to him by the female secretary, flipped through it, and frowned slightly.

"Run away again!"

"Well... yes, Boss, the director of this nursing home ran away with the money just like the principal of that school!"

The female secretary lowered her head, then continued: "And it's a bit difficult to deal with now..." As she spoke, she looked up at Zhao Zheng, and found that Zhao Zheng's expression remained the same, and continued.

"The aftermath of those elderly people..."

"Let's take a look first and then talk."

Zhao Zheng walked into the nursing home in front of him. The female secretary and more than 20 black-clad bodyguards standing nearby quickly followed. The two invisible Weaver Girls looked at each other and walked into the nursing home.

After entering the nursing home, Zhao Zheng saw a group of active elderly people, similar to the Xiantian Dao Nursing Home he visited in the second copy world.

However, this nursing home is obviously more dilapidated and older, and the condition of the elderly is obviously worse, as are the caregivers who have mediocre attitudes.

But it is true that it is dilapidated. He did not buy this nursing home with the intention of buying it at a low price and selling it at a high price, but to wait for the upcoming demolition.

"Mr. Zhao, hello, I'm the vice president of this nursing home..." Seeing Zhao Zheng appear, a middle-aged fat man wearing glasses and dressed decently came over with a smile.

This attracted the old people in the yard who had long been attracted by the black-clad bodyguards beside Zhao Zheng to look at him curiously, curious about Zhao Zheng's identity.

Zhao Zheng didn't care about these. He waved to the bodyguard who stopped the vice president, and didn't say any polite words. Instead, he said, "Take me around." The vice president nodded and bowed.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhao!"

There is nothing much to see in the nursing home. Not as much as what the vice director said, such as "Don't take back the house" and "He has worked hard for 20 to 30 years without complaint".

In a word,

The vice president is playing the victim.

Another sentence,

The vice-president wants to be the dean!

"You are only forty-three this year."

Ignoring the talk of capital injection and hearing about working hard for twenty or thirty years, Zhao Zheng looked at the vice president and said.

The vice president immediately lowered his head and smiled awkwardly with an embarrassed look on his face, but he was wondering in his heart how Zhao Zheng knew how old he was.

After walking around for a while, Zhao Zheng stopped because he saw the rehearsal that the leaders came to inspect when he was in school. The difference was that it was not him who was rehearsing, but the vice-president and others in front of him.

However, he stopped when passing by a courtyard with a locked gate. Zhao Zheng took a look and pointed at the locked gate.

"Open."

"Ahem, Mr. Zhao, there are so many things in here, why don't we go in? What if there are any snakes, insects, rats or ants that scare you..."

The vice president said with an unnatural expression, and signaled his female secretary with his eyes. Just as the female secretary was about to speak, she saw several bodyguards in black rushing towards the locked door!
Bang! Bang—after several knocks on the door, a yard full of debris was revealed. Zhao Zheng walked into the yard. The first thing that caught his eye was not the debris, but several elderly people who walked out of their rooms. They were elderly people living in rooms without doors or windows.

"Mr. Zhao, please listen to my explanation. It's because they are in a bad mental state and have been having conflicts with the caregivers and other elderly people. That's why I had no choice but to..."

The vice president stopped talking before he could finish his sentence. He was directly forced to the ground by several black-clad bodyguards, who kept whimpering and struggling.

As for the deputy dean's female secretary, she had been hiding aside trembling with fear. Zhao Zheng looked at these old men who dared not look at him, and gave an order to his female secretary.

"Ask clearly."

He did not explain what to do after finding out, but just walked towards the outside of the nursing home. However, after more than ten seconds, when he arrived at the front yard, several screams were heard, and then disappeared.

Zhao Zheng looked at the elderly people in the nursing home who looked at him as if they wanted to say something but stopped themselves, but lowered their heads and became speechless because of the gazes of the caregivers, and continued to walk out of the nursing home.

When he got into the car, he heard more and more screams in the nursing home. In just three minutes, the vice president and some nurses, who were beaten like dead dogs with blood all over their heads, were dragged out by the black-clad bodyguards.

"After asking, we found out that those elderly people had no one left at home and no one cared about them, so they drove them to that yard..."

The female secretary came to the car window and lowered her head to speak. Zhao Zheng hummed and looked through the car window at the vice president and others who were looking at him with a begging look. He thought for a moment and said.

"Forget it, the modern society is ruled by law..."

"One leg each..."

After the words fell, the deputy dean and others who had originally breathed a sigh of relief suddenly widened their eyes in horror, and some nurses even begged for mercy: "Boss Zhao, this matter has nothing to do with me. These are all ordered by the dean and the deputy dean..."

"Yeah, it's none of my business..."

"It has nothing to do with me..."

Some nursing staff, both men and women, begged for mercy. The deputy director was among them. Zhao Zheng used his little finger to pick his ear and flicked it. He looked at the black-clad bodyguards who had dragged the deputy director and others into the nursing home and said, "Give the one who just spoke an arm."

"Yes, Boss!" ×28
As the door closed, screams ranging from shrill to wailing rang out. Zhao Zheng said to the female secretary, "What are you standing there for? Go in and take a look. Don't let them scare those old people!"

"Yes, boss."

The female secretary quickly pushed the door open and went in, but before she entered, she stopped and turned back with a strange expression.

"Boss, this doesn't seem to scare them!"

“…I can see it!”

Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes and looked through the door at the people who were beating the vice president and others, and the old men who were instructing the bodyguards how to break their legs. He waved to the female secretary.

"I remember the company has a nursing home, right?"

"Yes, boss."

"Okay, transfer them to our own nursing home. I'll pay for it. Remember to contact more media outlets and promote it well, otherwise it will be a big loss."

"Yes, boss!"

"By the way, you take this... Never mind, I'll take it." Thinking of the weight of the gold brick on the passenger seat, Zhao Zheng got out of the car and took the gold brick to the female secretary's car.

"You take it to my villa and put it in the safe on the third floor... Forget it, you should just exchange it for cash and open a few more nursing homes. It's a good opportunity to promote them at the same time!"

"Yes, boss!"

"Well, call the police to come and clean the floor."

Zhao Zheng gave some instructions to the female secretary, then returned to the car and took out his cell phone. Outside the car, the Weaver Girl and the Magpie, who had witnessed everything, stared blankly at Zhao Zheng's handsome profile for a long time before they came back to their senses with red and hot faces.

As soon as he came to his senses, the magpie rubbed his hot face and whispered to the Weaver Girl without even looking at her: "Fortunately, we didn't take action just now..."

"Yeah, I almost misunderstood him!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect him to be a good person. I thought he was a bad guy!" Magpie said with a complicated tone.

"How can he be a bad guy when he's so handsome!"

"Yeah, that's right!"

Faced with the truth told by Zhinu and the other girl, Zhao Zheng's expression did not change at all, he just continued to deal with the matters in the demolition area.

By the time he finished, it was almost evening. Zhao Zheng estimated and thought as he drove back to Jiajia Building.

"Not bad. I made one-fifth of Yamamoto Kazuo's money in just one afternoon. No wonder rich people like real estate!"

He kept driving, but after a while Zhao Zheng stopped. It was not because he wanted to stop, but because there was a woman blocking the road in front of him.

"Touch porcelain?"

Oh, it’s not a scam!

Zhao Zheng, whose car was driving on a country road, frowned as he looked at the man who rushed out hurriedly from a roadside house.

The middle-aged man quickly pulled the woman who seemed to have mental problems behind him and said to him with a smirk on his face.

"I'm sorry, my wife has some mental problems!" The middle-aged man said sincerely and in a friendly manner.

"Buy a bottle of water."

After taking a look at the small store opened in a private house, Zhao Zheng got out of the driveway. Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly waved his hand and said.

"No, no, I'll give you a ride. Did you just get off work? Why are you passing by here? I don't think I've seen you before."

"Hmm? Do you know everyone who passes by here?"

Zhao Zheng asked as he walked towards the roadside house. The middle-aged man holding his wife smiled and shook his head: "I'm sure I don't know everything, but I haven't seen such a good car here."

"It's not expensive, only five million."

"..."

The middle-aged man's expression froze. He didn't quite understand whether there was something wrong with Zhao Zheng's "not expensive", but he didn't think about it any further.
Instead, he waved his hand at Zhao Zheng, who took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, took out his wallet, took out a thousand-yuan bill and handed it to him: "No, no, I said I was giving it to you, this bottle of water is not worth much..."

"Your wife is seriously mentally ill!"

Zhao Zheng took back the money and looked at the woman who was talking to herself in front of the flowerpot. The middle-aged man's face darkened when he heard this.

"Yes, it's serious, but it's an old problem. I'm used to it. Don't be afraid. She won't attack anyone..."

"I think the problem has been going on for more than ten years."

Zhao Zheng said calmly, and the middle-aged man nodded subconsciously: "Yes, more than ten years ago, I didn't expect it would take so long..."

As he spoke, he smiled nostalgically: "You may not believe this, but I actually picked up my wife more than ten years ago..."

"Uncle, why do you tell everything to others?"

A somewhat sharp voice was heard, and a young woman with heavy makeup and a somewhat mean look stopped at the door on an electric bike. However, her eyes lit up when she saw Zhao Zheng's face.

"Uncle, who is this?"

"Passerby, your aunt just ran to the road to stop this gentleman's car..." the middle-aged man explained.

"oh oh……"

The young woman uttered "oh" twice, and Zhao Zheng said, "So, you really picked up your wife outside?"

"Yes, more than ten years ago..."

The middle-aged man was just talking when he was interrupted by his niece, who said, "It was only because my uncle took her in, otherwise she wouldn't even know whether she was dead or alive now..."

"Ami!"

The middle-aged man frowned, obviously unable to stand the tone of his niece, but Amei looked at the crazy woman in the inner room with disdain.

"I'm not talking nonsense, it's true. Besides, a mentally ill person like her who is of no use to the country is only taken in by you, my uncle, because you are kind-hearted. Otherwise, she would have died out there long ago!" Amei sneered.

"It's no use?"

"Of course it's useless. What use can a mentally ill person be to the country? Providing cases?" Amei retorted subconsciously. After that, she looked at Zhao Zheng's face and showed a slightly fake smile.

"What I mean is that my uncle is kind-hearted. If my uncle hadn't taken her in more than ten years ago, she would have died out there!"

"Actually... she's quite useful..."

Zhao Zheng took a sip of the mineral water and walked towards the street outside the door. He paused and said, "At least, her family thinks she is useful..."

The words fell,

The police car sirens sounded.
The sound of crying followed...

"Ali, it's really you, Ali..."

A pair of gray-haired old people walked towards the crazy woman in the house crying. The crazy woman was stunned when she heard their voices, and her originally turbid eyes began to become clear and slightly red and moist.

"Dad, Mom..."

The cries of family reunion rang out, and the police officers seemed to be non-existent on the road. Zhao Zheng shook the turbid mineral water in his hand, stretched out his hand and threw it into the trash can next to the house, then turned his head and said to Amei who was handcuffed in the police car.

"Honestly, you gave me the wrong name... You're not beautiful at all..." He said to the middle-aged man who was handcuffed and crying with his face covered: "Besides, you're uglier than your niece!"

After saying that, Zhao Zheng turned around and got into the car, continuing to drive towards Jiajia Building, leaving behind Ali, who was no longer mentally ill, and her crying parents.

There were also the uncle and nephew Amei who were crying because of fear, and the two magpies who did not get on the car and left, but were hiding nearby and were so moved that they burst into tears.

"This world... let's just destroy it!"

Zhao Zheng was driving and muttering. Just when he drove to Jiajia Building and hadn't parked the car yet, he saw Ma Xiaoling rushing to his car and banging on the window, saying, "Hey, have you gotten rid of Kuang Fusheng's blood addiction?"

"???"

"You, didn't you read the text message I sent you..."

Ma Xiaoling took a deep breath, Zhao Zheng blinked and said that his phone was out of battery, which made Ma Xiaoling so angry that her teeth clenched and she began to tell her story.
Not much.

Just two things about one thing!

"Someone died in Zhenzhen's school, and it seems that they were bitten by zombies. So, now you suspect that it was Kuang Fusheng who did it?"

(End of this chapter)