Zombies: Renjia Town creates humans, scares Uncle Jiu

Come when called, go when summoned!

The true teachings of Maoshan should not be so humble.

"Go back and tell Mr. Tan that I am a little busy today and don't have time to visit your house. If you have anything to say, please ask him to come here."

Qian Shui was stunned for a moment and changed his words.

"This..." Ah Song suddenly looked bitter, "Master, please don't embarrass me!"

"Why do you want me to embarrass you?

Just go back and tell him, whether he comes or not is his business!"

Qian Shui waved his hand and sent A Song from the Tan family away.

Looking at the door and the spilled porridge on the ground, his face turned pale and blue.

"Master, I'll go cook another pot and come back to fix the door!"

Qian Ming picked up the dented iron pot and was about to walk to the back.

“What to cook?

I thought the tofu pudding from Lao Fu’s was good yesterday, let’s go and have some this morning.”

Gu Qianqiu walked out of the house, stretched out his body and said, "As for this gate, why should we repair it when it's broken like this?

Leave the Tan family’s affairs to me.

We won’t live here anymore, we’ll live in a new house.”

"Ah? If we go out to the town to eat tofu pudding, what will we do when Mr. Tan comes?"

Qian Shui was a little confused.

"Brother, why do you care so much?

If he really needs you.

He can find you wherever you are.”

……

town.

At Lao Fu’s tofu pudding stall.

"Hey, Qiu brother, good morning!"

Old man Fu looked around and warmly greeted every passerby he knew.

"Lao Fu, four bowls of tofu pudding!"

Gu Qianqiu found an empty table and sat down.

"Okay!"

Soon the tofu pudding was served, but Lao Fu stood there and looked at Qian Shui.

"What's wrong, Lao Fu?

What's up? "

Qian Shui's heart moved.

"Master Qian, have you heard? The Tan Mansion was haunted last night!"

Old Man Fu lowered his voice.

His tofu pudding shop opens before dawn and he closes it only when all the tofu pudding is sold out.

As soon as the store opens, regular customers will come to patronize it.

He also likes to chat with regular customers.

Almost all the trivial things that happened in the town escaped his ears.

"Isn't it haunted all the time?"

Qian Shui frowned.

The haunted Tan Mansion has always been a thorn in his side.

“It’s not a new house, it’s an old house.

Someone said this morning that the old house of the Tan family was blocked by fog last night, and the Tan family members screamed for most of the night.

The fog dissipated only after the rooster crowed this morning.

Someone went up to investigate and learned that it was the ghost from the Tan family's new house that ran to the Tan family's old house to cause trouble.

The Tan family was toyed with by ghosts for most of the night last night.

It’s a pity that no one died, otherwise we could all have a feast.

I think Mr. Tan will come to you again soon."

Old man Fu couldn't keep his thoughts to himself, so he spoke them all in one breath and expressed his own opinions, which made him feel much more relaxed.

"Qianqiu, did you arrange this?"

Qian Shui finally reacted.

No wonder Mr. Tan, who had always been adamant and unyielding, suddenly wanted to reconcile.

"Um!

Evil people need evil ghosts to grind them!"

Gu Qianqiu didn't even raise his head and continued eating tofu pudding.

"you……

Qianqiu, we learn Maoshan skills to save people, not to harm them."

Xu You on the side became a little anxious.

"Did I use Maoshan magic to harm someone?"

Gu Qianqiu raised his head and looked at Xu You in confusion.

In the past, he thought Lin Jiu was conservative enough.

Only now did he realize that Xu You was even worse than Lin Jiu in this regard.

"you……"

Xu You opened his mouth, but couldn't refute.

Gu Qianqiu slept in the same room with him last night.

I fell into a deep sleep as soon as I lay down on the bed. I really didn't do anything.

"You didn't use Maoshan magic to harm people, but you instigated ghosts to harm people, which is also wrong."

"What do you mean I instigated ghosts to harm people?

Which family of ghosts was bullied so badly?

Don't you allow people to resist?"

"..."

Xu You was speechless again.

But I always feel that what Gu Qianqiu did was wrong.

In his opinion, they should stand on the side of humans.

"Okay, Xu You, Junior Brother is here to resolve this matter.

Besides, no one in the Tan family died!"

Qian Shui was trying to smooth things over.

"I'm stuffed."

Xu You put down the spoon, obviously unable to win the argument and sulking.

"I'm full too!"

Gu Qianqiu drank the tofu pudding in the bowl and looked at Qian Ming. "Xiao Ming, what's fun in this town? Take us for a walk later."

"Okay, Junior Master!"

Qian Ming nodded.

"Shouldn't we go back and wait?"

Qian Shui was stunned.

"Didn't I just say that?

If that Tan guy really needs your help, he'll find you wherever you are."

……

The old house of the Tan family!

The courtyard door is wide open.

Mr. Tan walked around the hall, rubbing his hands, turning his head from time to time to look outside the courtyard, looking anxiously.

There was a circle of dark purple bruises on his neck, which looked very scary. It was caused by playing with the hanging game all night long.

At the side, his master was lying on a chair, shoeless, with his feet exposed. His ankles were badly swollen, a mark left by being out most of the night.

Asong ran back in a hurry.

Mr. Tan's eyes lit up, and he quickly went over to Ah Song and looked behind him, "Where's the Taoist priest?

Taoist Priest, those ghosts are haunting me, you have to help..."

The excitement on Mr. Tan's face faded, "Where is the person I asked you to invite?"

"Master, the Taoist priest said he is busy and asked you to go to his place to find him." Asong said in a low voice with his head down.

"You idiot, you can't even do this!"

Mr. Tan kicked Ah Song to the ground with a fierce look on his face, "Are you asking me, Tan, to beg him?

How dare he, a Taoist priest who is not worthy of being on the stage? "

As a wealthy squire in the town, Mr. Tan always thought highly of himself, but at this moment he felt insulted.

"Master, that Qian guy is putting on airs!"

The master's voice came from inside the house.

"He's putting on airs in front of me. Who does he think he is? Someone, take a gun and ask him if he's coming!"

A stern look flashed across Mr. Tan's face.

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives.

I can't do anything to ghosts, and I can't do anything to a stinky Taoist like you.

His men also have several guns, which is his confidence.

"Master, no, he still needs to deal with those ghosts!"

The lawyer quickly stopped it.

Guns can be used against Taoist priests, but not against ghosts.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been tortured so miserably last night.

"I……"

Mr. Tan's mind was filled with the fear of being controlled by ghosts and hanging himself last night.

"What should we do?

Do I really have to go and ask him in person?"

"Master, a real man can bend and stretch.

If he wants to put on airs now, let him do so!