Begins with Zombie Daoist

Chapter 132 Chapter 160

On September 13th, [-]th year of the Republic of China, Zhuo Bufan spent a happy Mid-Autumn Festival with his family. Under the watchful eyes of Ren Zhuzhu, Annie, and Yanglaoji, he grabbed the spirit bird and flew into the sky.

"Great, Afan is finally gone, no one cares about me anymore, I'm going on a trip, and I won't be back for a few months." As soon as Zhuo Bufan left, Annie clapped her hands and cheered.

Ren Zhuzhu laughed and said, "Be careful when Afan comes back and spanks your ass."

"He won't, sister Zhuzhu, let's go on a trip together."

Ren Zhuzhu touched her flat belly subconsciously, and said helplessly: "How can I go out for a trip like this, you go by yourself, I will ask Brother Shao to send someone to protect you, don't go too far, you will be in trouble if you encounter danger. "

Annie waved her small fist, "I'm so good."

……

Fuxi Hall.

Mao Xiaofang stood at the door of the main room, looked up at the smaller and smaller black spots in the sky, and sighed softly.

"Young eagles have to go through hardships to soar above the nine heavens." An old voice suddenly sounded in Mao Xiaofang's ear.

Mao Xiaofang bowed towards the void, "Please escort Afan for a journey, fellow Taoist."

"Don't dare!" The old voice showed a trace of fear, and gradually receded, "I will protect him secretly, but I will not take action until the moment of life and death."

"Thank you buddy!"

……

On September [-], Zhuo Bufan arrived in Shanghai.

He had been to Shanghai in his previous life and planned to acquire China Literature Group, but the main station didn’t even let him in, thinking that he was short of money, mocking him for not even being able to afford the copyright of the works of the Platinum Master, Zhuo Bufan was angry at the time, Turn around and leave, he really can't afford it.

The above is all nonsense. He came to Shanghai to play with his wife.

In later generations, this international metropolis has come and gone several times, not to mention every street and every building is well known, and some landmark buildings, famous commercial districts and places of interest are still known.

And Shanghai in the 20s was full of strangeness!
For example, the wooden truss bridge under Zhuo Bufan’s feet was called Hengfeng Road Bridge decades later. How many people know its other name—Sampan Factory New Bridge.

Eleven years ago, businessmen from Guangdong and Zhejiang raised funds to build the New Bridge of the Sampan Factory, which once became the seat of the Foreign Regatta Association.The bridge spans the Suzhou Creek, with the West District of the International Concession to the south and Zhabei District to the north.

The place Zhuo Bufan was looking for was near the new bridge of the sampan factory, a "wringing house" called "Yingchuantang".

The twisted coil house is the most authentic old house in old Shanghai. It is similar to the courtyard house in Beiping.

The central gate is called "Wall Gate Room", which should be familiar to old Shanghai. Inside the Wall Gate Room is the courtyard, also known as the patio.The door was not closed, Zhuo Bufan went straight in.

A six or seven-year-old girl in a small skirt was riding a wooden horse in the courtyard, riding and shouting happily.

"Little friend, is this Chen Dawei's house?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a smile.

The little girl turned her head and looked curiously in her big eyes. When she saw the spirit bird, she shouted excitedly: "Big bird!"

Zhuo Bufan's smile froze, he knelt down and said, "Tell me if this is Chen Dawei's house, and I'll let you touch the big bird, and I'll take you outside to see the goldfish!"

"Chen Dawei is my father..."

"Rujuan, who are you talking to?" A young woman, about 30 years old, came out of the living room, wearing a well-fitting printed cheongsam with a white background, with a graceful, gentle and beautiful figure.

She asked vigilantly and suspiciously, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"Hi sister-in-law, I'm looking for Chen Dawei."

"Dawei is not here."

"Then where did he go?"

The young woman looked at Zhuo Bufan and asked, "What do you want from Dawei?"

"It's like this. I heard Daoist Yimei said that a Daoist Lu came to the house not long ago. Is Daoist Lu still there?"

Hearing Daoist Yimei, the young woman looked relaxed, and said with a smile: "You are late, Daoist Lu has already left. Dawei has gone to the Fu's house, you turn right when you go out, and keep going, the Fu's house is big, it's easy found."

"Thank you sister-in-law!" Zhuo Bufan thanked, grabbed the wings of the spirit bird with both hands, and handed it to the little girl Rujuan, "Touch the big bird!"

The little girl touched the spirit bird's head timidly, retracted like an electric shock, and shouted happily: "Mom, I touched the big bird!"

The young woman smiled softly and said, "Rujuan, it's not a big bird, it's a parrot."

"What is a parrot, can it be eaten?"

Zhuo Bufan had black lines on his face, in order to prevent the spirit bird from becoming a dish, he hurriedly said goodbye and left Yingchuan Hall.

"Hey!"

"What is it called? Just let her touch it, but it won't die."

Then why don't you let her touch it?
"Also, change the sound, you're a parrot!"

Lennon's family is a parrot, I am a spirit bird!

The Fu family's house is not far from Yingchuan hall. It is a very grand house with a black door that fits perfectly.Zhuo Bufan stepped up the steps, grabbed the copper ring and knocked on it.

After a while, the door opened with a creak, and an elegant man in a robe appeared in front of Zhuo Bufan. He looked at the strange combination of a man and a bird, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm looking for Chen Dawei."

"Dawei is in the living room, come in."

"Thank you!"

Zhuo Bufan stepped into the gate, glanced around, and found that the Fu family's house was bigger than expected, and it was painted with red paint everywhere, giving it a brand new look.

"Please."

At this moment, the spirit bird spread its wings and yelled restlessly, Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, and mobilized his spiritual power to wipe his eyes.

"It's demonic!"

The man showed displeasure, "Sir, my wife is pregnant, please comfort your bird and don't disturb others..."

"Sorry, it comes from the countryside, I have never seen such a big house, I was so excited at the moment, I couldn't help it." Zhuo Bufan apologized.

"Speaking like a human being." The man muttered in a low voice and walked forward.Zhuo Bufan reached out and touched the feathers of the spirit bird, and the spirit bird calmed down.

The two entered the living room, and saw a man in a white shirt and suspenders sitting drinking tea, he saw Zhuo Bufan and asked, "Brother Yuan Qing, who is this?"

Fu Yuanqing was taken aback, "He came to look for you, don't you know him?"

"I've never seen it before." Chen Dawei showed a surprised expression, and asked Zhuo Bufan: "Little brother, what do you want me for?"

Zhuo Bufan's eyes showed a strange look, the mother who saw Rujuan just now felt familiar, when seeing Chen Dawei, the name of a TV series came to mind - No. [-] Pawnshop!

"Hi Mr. Chen, Daoist Lu visited your residence not long ago, do you know where I can find him?" Zhuo Bufan asked.

Chen Dawei smiled and said: "Look for Daoist Lu, I know where he is, just wait a moment, I will take you there later."

"Thank you."

After finishing speaking, Chen Dawei pulled Fu Yuanqing aside and whispered something, Zhuo Bufan listened, and vaguely heard Chen Dawei borrowing [-] oceans from Fu Yuanqing, Fu Yuanqing looked embarrassed.

At this time, someone outside the living room said, "Master Taoist, you must subdue this goblin, and don't let her harm our Fu family."

"Don't worry, old lady."

(End of this chapter)