Su Luo was silent for two seconds, then shifted his gaze from Ying Zheng to Li Bai.

When he saw Li Bai flipping somersaults lightly in the air and shooting out spider silk with a snap of his fingers, he couldn't help but nod.

Super physique, spider silk.

No, there is also spider sense! After realizing this, he suddenly realized that Li Bai was the lucky fish in the tavern.

This guy is unexpectedly lucky.

However, even with these abilities, he probably won’t write “The Road Is Hard” again in the future?

Gao Shi suppressed his envy and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Brother Li!"

Uncle Jiu, who was sitting alone, drank the Twenty Years of Taoism Wine in his hand, and immediately felt that his understanding of Taoism had improved a lot.

If he encounters the zombies again, he is confident that he can subdue them without relying on his own super strong physique and spider silk.

However, he was not as happy as he expected.

Especially when I saw the other people toasting and having a great time, I felt an indescribable sense of loneliness.

Ying Zheng's voice suddenly came.

"You are Uncle Nine, right?"

When Uncle Jiu found the person who was speaking, he stood up immediately and said, "Yes, what's your name?"

"My name is Ying Zheng, and everyone calls me Brother Zheng." Ying Zheng said with a smile.

Uncle Jiu looked at the young man who had "rejuvenated" in front of him, bowed and smiled, "So it's Brother Zheng."

Wait, the name Ying Zheng...

He looked carefully at the clothes on Ying Zheng and asked doubtfully, "Qin Shi Huang?"

"Someone called me that." Ying Zheng nodded.

It turned out to be Qin Shi Huang!

Uncle Jiu was shocked.

Fortunately, he was well-informed and quickly calmed down.

However, he felt it was extremely incredible in his heart.

Qin Shi Huang, such a person would actually appear in a tavern.

Thinking of this, he became secretly excited again and became more confident about the future.

Soon, Ying Zheng changed the subject and said, "Today's wine is on my table. Uncle Jiu may want to see if there is anything he likes."

Uncle Jiu wanted to decline, but then he thought that Qin Shi Huang would not be short of those time and space coins, so he readily agreed.

After Ying Zheng's introduction, he also greeted the other people in the tavern.

The other people were already familiar with each other, so the focus of the topic quickly shifted to Uncle Jiu.

They are really interested in things like ghosts.

Everyone was amazed as they listened to Uncle Jiu describing the characteristics of each ghost and the thrilling experiences he had experienced in fighting them.

"The world where Uncle Jiu is is too dangerous." Gao Shi sighed.

"Only this kind of world can give birth to more treasures." Ying Zheng's eyes flickered.

In his opinion, since there are ghosts there, there must be immortals and gods, which is of great attraction! Uncle Jiu nodded: "Those ghosts can probably be exchanged for time and space coins, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are treasures."

Hearing this, Gao Shi and Li Bai looked at each other with envy.

They are the poorest here.

What’s more important is that they have no way to make money!

While a few people were chatting, Su Luo received a call from Zhang Zhikun.

The officer claimed he had something to talk to him about and asked if it was convenient for him.

Su Luo pondered for a moment and decided to meet with him.

Zhang Zhikun left a good impression on him last time.

He has arranged for the three Yaksha ghosts to "look after" Secretary Liang and others in the hospital these days. Now Secretary Liang is on the verge of death.

The other party is not here to beg for mercy, right?

Even if he was willing to let Secretary Liang go, there was nothing he could do now.

I guess the villagers of Liufang Village will be able to prepare for the banquet in the next two days.

He was quite interested in what purpose the police officer had in coming to see him.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Su Luo decided to close the business early.

After closing the door, he walked outside.

This place was renovated a few days ago. A small fence was added outside, and green plants, parasols and a set of sofa seats were placed there.

After making a pot of tea and putting away the prepared pastries, he took out his cell phone, sat on the outdoor sofa with his legs crossed, waiting for the police officer to arrive.

About ten minutes later, a black car stopped by the roadside.

Su Luo was slightly surprised when he saw Zhang Zhikun getting out of the car.

He glanced at the car logo again, and suddenly realized something.

It seems that this police officer has the confidence to do something.

The tea has just been brewed and is steaming.

There was also a small stove on the table, with green flames flickering slightly.

Zhang Zhikun was quite surprised to see Su Luo wearing a thin coat.

It is still winter now and the weather in the north is particularly cold.

But seeing Su Luo's contented look, he gave up the idea of ​​going inside and just wrapped his coat tighter.

Taking the hot tea handed to him by Su Luo, Zhang Zhikun thanked him.

Holding the cup in both hands and looking at the smoke in front of him, Zhang Zhikun smiled and said, "I am on leave today, and I am meeting Mr. Su in a private capacity."

Su Luo nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"There's something I've never been able to figure out," Zhang Zhikun said straight to the point, "Do you think there really are martial arts masters in this world who can fight a hundred people at once?"

Su Luo smiled and shook his head: "Traditional martial arts have been exposed as fake many times, and if it really exists, Officer Zhang must be more likely to get in touch with it than me, right?"

Zhang Zhikun sighed: "That's why I can't figure it out."

He took a sip of tea, and the air he exhaled turned into a puff of white mist in the cold wind.

The surroundings were bare, with only a few dead green spots showing through the osmanthus trees on the roadside.

He shrank his head, thinking that it was crazy for two people to drink tea outdoors in the middle of winter, but he had already said, "The last time it was Secretary Liang from Liufang Village and that Liu Bin who came here, I just heard them talk about it verbally, and I thought they were just looking for trouble."

Su Luo put down the cup and looked at the other person in confusion.

Didn't those two people clearly want to cause trouble last time? If he hadn't happened to learn the "Maoshan Taoism" and had twenty years of Taoist practice, he might have been in trouble.

"Some people have said that Ping'an People's Hospital is haunted these days. I went there and happened to see those people," Zhang Zhikun put down the cup and looked at Su Luo. "At least they didn't lie about one thing. Those people did have broken arms and legs. They were seriously injured. They were not pretending."

"They are so unlucky." Su Luo said casually.

His words made Zhang Zhikun's eyes narrow slightly.

Could it be that this matter is really related to the young man in front of me?

Did he hire someone to beat up those people?

After a moment, he felt something was wrong again.

Not to mention that a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, until now those people have insisted that it was a woman in white who beat them up.

Zhang Zhikun couldn't help but look at the mountains not far away.

Could it be that there really is a hermit living in the mountains? "What do you mean by haunted?" Su Luo asked.

He did not allow those Yaksha ghosts to approach other people.

"Oh, it's the family of Secretary Liang. They always say that he was haunted by a ghost and followed him to the hospital..." Zhang Zhikun said disapprovingly, "He must have done too many bad things and he feels guilty."

"That's true." Su Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

He doesn't want to affect irrelevant people.

"But it's strange. Not only him, but also his nephew and several other people said they saw ghosts. They were all in very bad condition when they went there," Zhang Zhikun said, looking at Su Luo suspiciously, "Do you think they were poisoned?"

Su Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What kind of poison would make people feel like they've seen a ghost?"

Zhang Zhikun nodded and thought so too.

"Officer Zhang, you have to believe in science!" Su Luo said as he filled the tea glasses for both of them.

(End of this chapter)