Chapter 112 Old Rongcheng Hot Pot

Sitting in the truck wasn't exactly comfortable. There were many bends in the road, so they were inevitably swayed from side to side.

The driver stopped at a service station halfway and even bought some late-night snacks to give to Zhou Ze and the others.

Zhou Ze held the convenience bag, wanting to say something to the driver, but the driver waved his hand and went straight back to his cab.

He seemed to simply want to help disabled people, but he didn't want to hurt their self-esteem too much.

"Hey, I'm really touched. In this day and age, this kind of silly... this kind of good person,

is rare."

Lawyer An took a bread from the convenience bag in Zhou Ze's hand, tore open the packaging, and began to eat.

Zhou Ze didn't have much appetite. He took a sausage and asked Yingying to take the bag down to share with Lao Xu and Hei Xiaoniu. They were injured and needed to eat something.

Fortunately, it wasn't far from Dujiangyan. Zhou Ze and the others planned to stop in Dujiangyan to rest and give everyone a chance to catch their breath, instead of going directly into Chengdu.

They had left Yunnan in a hurry because they had been frightened by a series of changes. Now that they were out of Yunnan, they could at least breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhou Ze bit open the sausage packaging with his teeth,

and then put the sausage in front of the ferret on his shoulder.

The ferret stretched out its nose and sniffed,

but there was no reaction.

"Picky eater?"

Zhou Ze smiled,

"You have to learn from your Monkey Brother. He eats everything."

Whatever the old Daoist ate in the bookstore, the monkey usually ate the same. Sometimes the "grandpa and grandson" could sit together and drink some white wine with peanuts.

The ferret certainly didn't know who the legendary Monkey Brother was, but facing Zhou Ze's words, it didn't dare to show any other expression. It still didn't eat the sausage, cowering like a little shou, curled up on Zhou Ze's shoulder, planning to take another nap.

Zhou Ze took a bite of the sausage himself,

and immediately frowned.

Corn flavor.

He couldn't get used to it.

For a long time, Zhou Ze had always felt that corn-flavored sausages were simply anti-human.

The car started again. After more than an hour, they arrived in the Dujiangyan area. Zhou Ze and the others parted ways with the driver brother.

Before leaving, Zhou Ze put a stack of RMB and a stack of ghost money in the compartment of the driver's cab.

Although he had been mistaken by the other party for a disabled performing arts troupe with strong willpower giving them warmth,

he had indeed received their care.

Moreover, this driver was a very good person.

Good people should be rewarded.

They checked into a hotel in Dujiangyan. Zhou Ze and Yingying shared a room, and the others were assigned rooms separately. Hei Xiaoniu and Lao Xu were weak, but they could barely take care of themselves.

Originally, Zhou Ze planned to arrange for Lawyer An and the little boy to accompany one patient each, but seeing Lawyer An pitifully holding the little boy's hand, unwilling,

Zhou Ze thought he would just forget it.

Nothing happened overnight.

Everyone finally had a good night's sleep.

When he woke up the next day,

Zhou Ze reached out and opened the window in the room.

A fresh air rushed in,

making people feel refreshed.

The environment in Dujiangyan was indeed good. Surrounded by mountains on all sides, the scenery was beautiful, and there was no hustle and bustle of Rongcheng. It was a very livable place.

Instead of going to the hotel for breakfast, Yingying went out to buy a lot of soy milk, fried dough sticks, buns, and the like, and brought them to the room. The others also gathered together, as if to hold a meeting.

Hei Xiaoniu had previously exhausted her physical strength, but after a sleep, she recovered a lot, and had a good appetite when eating.

Xu Qinglang was still a little sickly, his face still a little pale, and he was slowly tearing the fried dough stick in his hand with his fingers, feeding it into his mouth bit by bit.

His gaze would occasionally fall on the ferret on Zhou Ze's shoulder.

It could be said that,

most of the blame for Lao Xu's current embarrassment had to be placed on this ferret.

But since this ferret had already been subdued by Zhou Ze, Xu Qinglang wouldn't be bored enough to bring up old grudges.

Zhou Ze tried to feed the ferret something again, but it still showed an uncooperative attitude.

If Zhou Ze wasn't sure that this coward didn't have the courage to starve himself to death, he might have really thought that it was resisting with unyielding loyalty.

After breakfast,

Xu Qinglang and Hei Xiaoniu continued to rest in the hotel. Zhou Ze and Lawyer An took Yingying and the little boy out of the hotel separately.

It was only half an hour by high-speed train from Dujiangyan to Rongcheng city, so it wasn't really far. They agreed to meet again in the evening.

Lawyer An and the little boy took a taxi first,

but Zhou Ze wasn't in a hurry to leave. Instead, he strolled along the streets of Dujiangyan with Yingying.

"Boss, aren't we looking for someone?"

Yingying asked, puzzled.

"Yes, looking for someone."

Zhou Ze nodded, but didn't explain further.

They strolled around the entire morning, and Zhou Ze never stopped for a moment, more dedicated than a real tourist.

At lunchtime, Zhou Ze stopped in front of a small hot pot restaurant, looked at the sign, which read "Old Rongcheng Hot Pot," smiled, and walked in.

Yingying naturally followed the boss. After the two were seated, a waiter immediately brought the menu. Zhou Ze picked up a pen and started marking it.

Oh, he was wearing black gloves on his fingers, so he wouldn't directly take out his bone hand and scare people.

As for the missing arm, Zhou Ze wasn't interested in getting a prosthetic or plastic arm to support it.

After ordering the dishes,

Zhou Ze waited for the hot pot while drinking tea.

"Boss, is it really okay for us to do this?"

Lawyer An and the little boy went to Rongcheng to investigate, but he and the boss were just eating and drinking here. It really didn't seem right.

"It's okay. You eat something too. It's rare to go out once."

Yingying didn't usually need to eat. She could "eat" her fill by sleeping with Zhou Ze, but it wasn't that she couldn't eat.

Although the shop was small, the hot pot tasted good and the ingredients were very clean. Zhou Ze was quite satisfied with this meal.

After eating, Zhou Ze reached out and beckoned.

A waiter walked over and asked, "Sir, are you paying?"

"Call your boss out. I want to meet him."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Soon,

the boss came out,

a tall middle-aged woman wearing an apron, who should have been busy in the kitchen.

"Sir, how was the meal? Do you think there's anything that needs to be improved?"

The female boss walked to Zhou Ze and asked kindly.

"I want to have a cup of tea with you."

The female boss's expression changed,

and the expressions of the several waiters beside her also became very ugly.

They all thought a gangster had come to cause trouble.

Who hadn't encountered similar things in business?

"Sorry, I'm busy here. It's not convenient."

The female boss answered in a humble but firm manner.

Zhou Ze put his hand into his clothes.

At this moment,

he suddenly felt like he was the Embroidered Uniform Guard of the ghost money,

took out a badge,

and threw it on the table.

Then he asked:

"Is it convenient now?"

…………

"Captain, please have some tea. This is the new tea that just came out."

Zhou Ze took the teacup, nodded slightly, with a hint of restraint in his modesty.

He had been promoted to captain in Yunnan, but Zhou Ze hadn't felt a trace of being an official on Mu Chengen's body. Here, he found the refreshing feeling of a subordinate being respectful to a superior.

"Captain, you're here...?"

The female boss heard the accent. Zhou Ze wasn't a local. For ghost messengers, their bodies would change, but it was difficult to change their accents, and they were too lazy to change them.

After all, becoming a ghost messenger after resurrection was also a job in the dark, but it wasn't as serious as in spy dramas.

For example, Zhou Ze opened a bookstore on South Street, while this person opened a hot pot restaurant in Dujiangyan.

Everyone was full of life.

The only difference was that

Zhou Ze's bookstore was operating at a loss,

while this person's

business seemed to be very good.

"Just here for tourism."

Zhou Ze said casually.

"Okay."

The female boss responded, knowing that the other party didn't want to say.

"Oh, by the way, you're a local, right? How old are you?"

"Thirty plus five, thirty-five."

Thirty was her lifespan in her previous life, and five was the number of years she had been a ghost messenger.

Zhou Ze roughly calculated in his mind that she should have been only ten years old at that time, but he still held some luck and asked:

"How much do you know about the zombie incident at the end of the last century?"

Hearing this question,

the female boss was stunned.

She actually knew?

This surprised Zhou Ze a bit.

"I know, I know a little."

"I don't want rumors or ghostly tales."

There were too many versions online. Everyone brainstormed and wrote ghost stories together.

Boss Zhou was already a ghost himself. Why would he be bored enough to listen to ghost stories?

"Yes, not rumors."

A bitter smile appeared on the female boss's face,

and then she began to undress.

Yingying's eyes narrowed.

What the hell!

Zhou Ze stroked his chin and didn't say anything.

Lawyer An took the little boy to Rongcheng to look for clues. He didn't go because he knew that it would be difficult to find veteran ghost messengers in Rongcheng.

He hadn't thought of this last night, but he remembered it the next morning.

Before the blind man from Shanghai left Rongcheng, he had killed a group of ghost messengers, including Little Loli, "leaving corpses everywhere" in his underworld shop. Not to mention the surrounding areas, at least the old ghost messenger forces in Rongcheng had basically been swept away.

The woman just took off her coat, and then chose a thicker down jacket from her office wardrobe, walked to the door,

"Please come with me."

Zhou Ze and Yingying got up and followed the female boss downstairs to the basement, which should be a small freezer used by the hot pot restaurant to store ingredients.

The female boss opened the freezer door and walked in first. It was very cold inside, with a temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, but Zhou Ze felt very comfortable.

Before he met Yingying, Boss Zhou used to sleep in the freezer every day.

The female boss moved a few boxes away and took out a key. Inside, there was actually a small compartment.

A square size, very hidden.

The female boss opened it,

and then pulled it out,

a design similar to a morgue's corpse freezer,

a steel bed was pulled out,

with a frozen person lying on it.

Zhou Ze squatted down beside it.

It was a woman,

about thirty years old. Because of the long-term freezing, the corpse looked relatively white.

The female boss reached out and turned the female corpse's neck to the side.

Zhou Ze's eyes suddenly narrowed.

At the female corpse's neck, there were two tooth marks!

"Who is she?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"It's me."