Chapter 50 Let’s Go Shopping
Frightened by the old Mitou's glance, Feng Zhibai explained sullenly, "I bought a new phone, but I don't know how to use it. I need Xiaomi and Xiaodaodao to help me figure it out."
In fact, she didn't need to study the phone, she just didn't want to have dinner with Yan Kuan.
The last time she had dinner with Jin Feng and Qu Yun made her feel a little uncomfortable.
When there are outsiders around, you can't eat freely.
So in order to eat more and better, she chose to refuse.
Yan Kuan laughed awkwardly.
The reason is a bit far-fetched, but since people have said so, I feel embarrassed to bring it up again.
"Okay, then Mr. Mi, please push Miss Feng's micro fork over here so I can add some."
Old Mi gave Feng Zhibai a helpless look before taking the phone over: "Okay, Director Yan, I'll hang up first. We're still outside."
"Yeah, okay."
As soon as the phone was hung up, Lao Mi rushed to Feng Zhibai, his face full of confusion: "Director Yan invited me to dinner! What are you thinking?"
Continuing to fiddle with his phone, Feng Zhibai's face once again showed a smile of extreme satisfaction with modern technology.
"Is there any difference for me between him treating me to a meal and you treating me to a meal?"
Lao Mi rubbed her temples with a headache. Yes, there was no difference. It didn’t cost her any money anyway.
Chen Xiaodao reached out and picked Feng Zhibai up from the stool with a lack of interest: "Do you have any other opinions on what Gu Yu said about the ghost killing people?"
Turning in the direction Chen Xiaodao was pulling him, Feng Zhibai replied absentmindedly, "You should know what I'm thinking."
"I guess you're worried about the difficulty in dealing with that thing in the water, and you're afraid of getting hurt, so you've decided to put this matter on hold for now."
"Hey, Xiao Daodao, you're not stupid at all!"
Hearing Chen Xiaodao's guess, Feng Zhibai looked at him with surprise.
I guessed about 50 to 60 percent right.
"That's not true. My sister said I'm very smart."
No humility at all.
Feng Zhibai lowered his head and continued to fiddle with his phone. His expression changed, and even his tone changed.
"Before Gu Yu, the vengeful ghost had killed many people. As you said, these people disappeared and were not taken into custody by the county government. The county government officials were also unaware that the vengeful ghost had killed people."
The three of them went up the escalator.
Old Mitou walked in front and turned his upper body to look at Feng Zhibai: "What do you mean?"
Chen Xiaodao also turned his gaze to Feng Zhibai.
Feng Zhibai placed his phone flat, not looking up, but hinted at them, "Think about it, how could a vengeful ghost be able to seal the innate Yin-Yang eyes of a Maoshan disciple?"
"Ah! I get it!"
After Feng Zhibai explained this, Chen Xiaodao immediately understood.
"A vengeful ghost is Yin Qi condensed into resentment. If a vengeful ghost has not killed anyone and has not absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon, it is impossible for it to have a level of Taoism that exceeds its own resentment! It can seal Lao Mi Tou's Yin-Yang eyes because his eyes opened later, and Lao Mi Tou himself has no Taoist skills, so it's not surprising. But I am a disciple of Maoshan, born with Yin-Yang eyes, and have practiced in the Taoist temple for many years. I have the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is impossible for ordinary vengeful ghosts and evil spirits to bewitch my eyes! What does this mean? It means that the vengeful ghost has been causing trouble in Qinghai City a long time ago! He kills people, devours souls, and absorbs the essence of people and the sun and the moon to improve his own Taoism!"
"It's just that no one noticed it before, and it just happened that we caught it this time."
"No problem."
He gave Chen Xiaodao a thumbs-up. Feng Zhibai had absorbed the modern culture perfectly. "The county government doesn't know about this. Perhaps no one has come forward to report the case, or perhaps the deceased had no relatives or friends, like Gu Yu."
"These days, ghosts' IQs are so high?"
After listening to what Chen Xiaodao and Feng Zhibai said, Lao Mi Tou couldn't help but sigh.
Chen Xiaodao chuckled twice. "Hehe, if that's the case, then the one who rescued the vengeful ghost must be a powerful being! Moreover, behind that powerful being might be an even more powerful being! Otherwise, how could a vengeful ghost with such profound Taoism be willing to submit to something with less Taoism than itself?"
"That's right. But the current situation is that we can't get into the water, and we don't know what's at the bottom of the river, let alone what their purpose is."
"I'm just confused."
Old Mitou said something.
Feng Zhibai hummed calmly, "Yeah."
"Isn't this too passive?"
After reaching the third floor, the three continued to move up.
"Let's first deal with the situation at hand, and then follow the clues to find the secret of the river. Besides, the vengeful ghost has been injured, so it's unlikely to cause trouble in the near future. We can use this time to study the river under the viaduct."
While Feng Zhibai was speaking, he clicked on the Weicha page on his phone, and there were three friend requests in the add message.
The first one is Yan Kuan, the second one is Qu Yun, and the third one is Jin Feng.
After adding Yan Kuan and Qu Yun as friends, she automatically ignored Jin Feng.
She doesn't want to contact this bastard.
As soon as the message was passed, Yan Kuan and Qu Yun sent her messages almost at the same time.
Yan Kuan said: Miss Feng, I have asked someone to send Gu Yu back, and I have also conveyed your message.
Qu Yunshi: Miss Feng, long time no see.
Just as he was about to reply to the two of them, Chen Xiaodao suddenly shouted, "Wait, let me take a look."
Pausing, she tilted the phone towards Chen Xiaodao's face: "What's wrong?"
"Who is this Qu Yun?"
The three of them went to the fourth floor of the mall, where there were places to eat.
It was dinner time at this time. After dinner, they would send the food home and then Lao Mi Tou would take Feng Zhibai and Chen Xiaodao to Qingcheng Park.
There is more nightlife there at night, so it is easier to find a shop.
"A Taoist disciple from Kyoto, the Taoist sect is the Nanshan Taoist Temple."
Lao Mitou found a sign and, after answering Chen Xiaodao's question, pointed at the sign and asked them, "What do you two want to eat?"
"Whatever, I'm not picky about food."
"Nanshan Taoist Temple?"
He excitedly snatched Feng Zhibai's phone and made a video call without saying a word.
The video line rang for almost ten seconds before it was connected.
"Hello, Miss Feng, what's wrong?"
As soon as the call was connected, Qu Yun called out Feng Zhibai, but when he looked again, he realized that the person in front of the video was not Feng Zhibai at all, but a strange man who looked familiar but not quite familiar.
Remove, remove makeup?
Is there a big difference between before and after makeup?
"Feng, Miss Feng?"
I shouted tentatively, but all I got in return was a roar from the other end of the phone.
"Qu Yun! Pay me back!"
As soon as the familiar voice spoke, Qu Yun was stunned!
Why does this voice sound familiar?
"Don't play dead! You still owe me three thousand dollars! It's been five years! The interest should have increased by two thousand! Pay it back quickly..."
"bite--"
Before he could finish his words, the call was disconnected.
Chen Xiaodao almost fainted, gritted his teeth and pressed the video button again, but before he could do so, his phone showed that the other party was busy.
I made another voice call, but it was still hung up without mercy.
"Hang up on me! Hang up on me!"
Holding the phone, he was so angry that he wanted to throw it.
Fortunately, Feng Zhibai was quick-witted and snatched the phone away before he was about to throw it.
"Are you sick? Why would you throw your phone over me if you can't?"
Feng Zhibai glared at him unhappily as he packed up his phone like a treasure.
“Ah! Ah!”
Chen Xiaodao's hands turned into claws, and his teeth were about to rub against each other until they caught fire.
Old Mi looked at him strangely, patted Feng Zhibai's shoulder and motioned her to move forward: "Let's go and eat hot pot."
Feng Zhibai nodded and passed over Chen Xiaodao who was still going crazy.
What is an enemy?
This is called enemies!
It has been five years, he has been looking for Qu Yun for five whole years!
I didn't expect to run into him today!
This is what is called the great mercy of the ancestor, who took pity on him and saved him!
He turned around with a grin and entered the hot pot restaurant. He was even more angry than the boiling pot bottom.
It wasn't until the hot pot was lit and the food was put in that his mood felt a little better.
"What? Just for these three thousand, you two became enemies?"
After shabu-shabuing a piece of tripe, Lao Mi Tou passed it to Feng Zhibai.
"Nothing's wrong with us! He promised me back the three thousand once he made a name for himself, but I've been waiting for five years! Not only did this brat not pay me back, he even disappeared!"
"Tsk, isn't it just three thousand yuan? Just ask him to pay you back. He's rich now. He even took a large sum of money a few days ago."
He ate another piece of tripe and gave it to Chen Xiaodao.
Chen Xiaodao knocked his chopsticks against the table and said excitedly, "I was only fifteen at the time! I saved up these three thousand yuan by scraping together my pocket money for years! Qu Yun originally wanted to borrow money from his own Taoist temple, but in the end, the entire temple couldn't even come up with three thousand yuan! In the end, he had no choice but to come to us at Shangqing Taoist Temple to borrow money. I was still young at the time, thinking that we had practiced together a lot when we were young, so out of friendship, I reluctantly lent him the three thousand yuan."
Feng Zhibai enjoyed the hot pot so much.
They were all too busy to talk, but to give Chen Xiaodao a perfunctory answer, they still asked, "Then why are you giving it? Why don't you just let the others chip in?"
Chen Xiaodao collapsed, his face filled with helplessness: "We, the audience, raised money, but we couldn't even raise 3,000..."
Old Mi looked at him sympathetically, shook his head and sighed, "Since ancient times, Taoist temples have been relatively poor. It's understandable that they couldn't come up with 3,000 yuan five years ago."
I picked up a bunch of dishes for him and comforted him, "You can ask for it later. Let's eat first. We've found the person anyway, and he won't run away."
He let out a high voice, "Yeah." Then he said to Feng Zhibai, "Send me Qu Yun's address. After dinner, you two go find a shop and I'll go find him!"
Feng Zhibai watched the fun with joy, slurping down the food in front of him, and said with a smile, "I'll give you the address. What's in it for me?"
Hearing that there was more to it, Chen Xiaodao pondered for a moment: "Twenty-eight!"
"Five-five!"
"Three Seven!"
"Five-five!"
"Don't go too far!"
“The address is gone.”
"Okay, fifty-fifty!"
Looking at Chen Xiaodao with satisfaction, Feng Zhibai handed the meat he picked up to Chen Xiaodao's bowl: "It's not beef, eat it quickly, and leave after you finish this piece of meat."
"Ah? So fast? No! I'm not full yet!"
Picking up the chopsticks, Chen Xiaodao's anger subsided and his appetite increased.
How could Feng Zhibai fall behind? He lowered his head and started to eat the vegetables frantically.
It was as if the two of them hadn't eaten in hundreds of years.
Lao Mi Tou poured a glass of water and when he looked up, he found that everyone in the hot pot restaurant was looking at their table.
Too prominent!
The waiters passing by were stunned. They had never seen anyone eat so much and not care about their image in all the time the restaurant has been open.
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