After the end of the trip to the underworld, Zhang Zizai returned to the gate of the city.

Outside the gate of Xudu City, Lao Yao had been waiting for a long time. Standing with him, there was also a big man with a horse's head and a human body, with a piece of grass in his mouth, who was complaining to Lao Yao that it was a pity that the thirteen men in his hand just now were not on the beard.

Zhang Zizai recognized the person next to Lao Yao at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Little Brother Ma, little brother, I have admired you for a long time, and today I finally saw the deity!"

Lao Yao snorted at the horse, signaling that this was his subordinate.

Ma Mian: "You are Zhang Zizai, right? We are all our own people, it is more common to call Brother Xiao Ma or something, just call me Yilu." ”

Zhang Zizai was puzzled: "All the way, the bus, we are all bad guys, why can't we get rid of the life of being a mount?"

The horse's face was pulled to the ground: "What is being ridden, this is my English name!"

Zhang Zizai: "English name? English name, I only know that there is a Louis." ”

Ma Mian: "Louis is a remy horse, Lao Tzu is a horse head!"

......

Lao Yao saw Zhang Zizai after shopping and asked him how he felt.

Zhang Zizai excitedly recounted the various scenes he saw in the underworld, and finally invited Gong to say that he had earned fifteen thousand with a free Sansheng Stone and a sword cultivator.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Zizi couldn't help but be overjoyed. This is the first income of more than 10,000 yuan since I grew up.

Lao Yao hated that iron could not become steel and said: "You useless thing, you should really light a cigarette for you to pass in, so that you can have a good brain." ”

Zhang Zizai: "What's wrong?"

Lao Yao: "Are you stupid? Do you still expect him to send you the money after he returns to the sun?"

Zhang Zizai: "Why don't you send it?"

Lao Yao: "There are so many cultivators in this world, why did the Difu just organize them to visit here? It's not because these people have more or less such and such problems, but they haven't reached the point of hopelessness. That's why I want to take this opportunity to let them see the consequences of continuing to pervert, so that they can repent as soon as possible and strangle their sins in the cradle. You let this group of people play white slips with you, do you think there is still a possibility of paying it back to you?"

Zhang Zizai originally thought that the underworld just wanted to generate income, but he didn't expect that there was such a deep meaning.

"But...... He said that he was the thirty-second generation disciple of the Demon Sect, and I inquired at the time, everyone in the Demon Sect is honest and never cheats, so they shouldn't do this kind of thing, right?"

Lao Yao: "What kind of weapon does the Demon Sect use?"

Zhang Zizai: "Isn't there a magic stick method on TV?"

Lao Yao: "What kind of weapon did he use?"

Zhang Zizai: "Sword ...... Slut!"

Lao Yao said angrily: "Don't say that you are my little brother when you go out in the future, I can't afford to lose this person!" After speaking, he swiped his hands in the air at will, and returned to the yang world with Zhang Zizai.

......

Zhang Zi has been sullen for the past few days. I thought I would earn 15,000 for nothing, but in the end I became 2500.

He always thought that he was not a stupid person, especially after comparing himself to the foreign Taoist priest and Ao Bing.

One of those two goods was deceived by an old liar to provide for him to retire and send him to the end, and the other lacked a root in his brain, and went to his own shopping mall every day to play as a security guard.

He had always thought he was much smarter than the two of them, but now he realized that there didn't seem to be much difference between the three of them.

No, there is still a difference. Yang Taoist and Ao Bing are both richer than him.

Thinking of this, he was even more aggrieved. He felt that he urgently needed to vent, the kind of urgency that he couldn't hold back.

So, he picked up the paper towel next to him and rushed into the toilet for the seventh time.

This is the sequelae of Meng Po soup, it has been three days, and it is useless to take two plates of antidiarrheal medicine. After a meal, Zhang Zizai came out of the toilet.

Bai Maruko covered his nose and said to the dumplings: "It's not counted this time, the he pulled was too stinky, which affected my performance." We'll compare again tomorrow!"

Dumpling ate all the remaining buns on the table: "But, you said the same thing yesterday." ”

White meatballs: "Tomorrow we will be more than shrimp filling!"

Dumplings: "Okay, not today." ”

Zhang Zizai sat back at the counter and took out the paper ball used to block his nose. He didn't know what's going on, his excrement in the past few days is really stinky, not to mention the white pills, he can't stand it a little.

But apart from the smell, there is nothing wrong with it. In the past few days, instead of prostration, I felt an indescribable sense of relief and comfort all over my body.

Zhang Zizi sighed, fortunately he didn't have hemorrhoids, otherwise if he looked for this frequency, he would have died of excessive blood loss sooner or later.

After sitting back at the counter, Ao Bing and the tattooed brother walked in, carrying a big bag of review materials in their hands—the tattooed brother wanted to help him take the police academy.

They are one person and one ghost, a second ancestor, and a little gangster, who came together because of a common ideal, and now they have become iron buddies.

Ao Bing lives in the small second floor of the foreign Taoist, and the tattooed brother has also moved over, and he is not in a hurry to reincarnate these days. In his words, he found his life...... Uh, a new direction for your own ghostly life.

"Who bought durian?" asked Ao Bing, taking a deep breath.

Shiramaruko joked, "Do you want to eat? ”

Brother Tattoo looked at Zhang Zizai with concern: "Brother, you haven't had diarrhea yet, didn't Wang Two-Quarters Immortal get you a few pairs of medicines two days ago, didn't you take it?"

Zhang Zizai: "Don't mention it, I get angry when I mention him, this old immortal gave me a whole bunch of crotons, pockmarks, and banana powder, what do you say to fight poison with poison...... You're stupid, really go to the toilet to find it, hurry up and come out, I just finished pulling, you don't stink. ”

Bai Wanzi sneered: "No wonder I see that your skin has been a lot whiter recently, it turns out that you have taken a detoxification and beauty capsule!"

Zhang Zizi glared at her angrily, this guy likes to tease Ao Bing when he has nothing to do, and he is not afraid that one day the old dragon king will flood Weihu Mountain: "Give you some too?"

Bai Maruko smiled: "Miss Ben is naturally beautiful, she doesn't need that thing, you better keep it for yourself." ”

Dumplings interjected, "What to eat?" ”

While everyone was chatting, Zhang Zizai's mobile phone rang suddenly.

He flipped through it and looked at it for a while, closed his phone and said to the tattooed brother, "Let's go, go pick up the newcomer." ”

Bai Maruko looked up: "Do you want me to send you there?"

Zhang Zizai glanced at her: "Come on, I took your car twice and was robbed twice, we must be compatible, and it would be better for you to sit less in your car." ”

"Then I'll give it to you. Ao Bing volunteered to stand up, and when he said this, he didn't notice that Bai Maruko was glaring at him, with an expression of wanting to eat him.

Zhang Zizai asked, "You don't review your homework?"

Ao Bingdao: "Where there is you, there are dead people, I went to practice just to get out of the scene." ”

Yes, this Ao Bing thinks of himself as Conan. This time, though, he may be disappointed, because the red dot is in the hospital.

Zhang Zizai got into Ao Bing's car and went to the location marked by the red dot - the Second Affiliated Hospital.

At the door of the ICU, Zhang Zizai and Ao Bing chatted with each other. Since they couldn't get into the intensive care room, they had to send the tattooed brother into the ward first.

After a while, the tattooed brother led a middle-aged man out.

The tattooed brother pointed at Zhang Zizi from a distance, and said something to the middle-aged man, who trotted all the way over and greeted Zhang Zizai: "Hello, boss." ”

Zhang Zizi waved his hand: "Just call me Xiao Zhang, I'm not the boss, the one next to me is." ”

The man glanced at Ao Bing, who was wearing a security uniform, and couldn't see anything like the boss at all.

Zhang Zizai smiled: "He is experiencing life." ”

The man said: "I understand, when I drove for our boss, every time the person who asked for the bill came, he would also disguise himself to experience life." ”

Zhang Zizai smiled: "This big brother used to be a driver?"

Man: "yes, I drove for the boss." ”

Zhang Zizai: "This is a good job, follow the boss to eat and drink spicy." ”

Man: "Where can I be, the boss is eating upstairs, we are cats in the car, sometimes wait until the middle of the night, but the boss tells you that he will live here at night, and we have to go back by ourselves." ”

Zhang Zizai: "It's not easy to do anything...... By the way, big brother, what is your long-cherished wish that causes you not to want to be reincarnated?"

The man scratched his head in embarrassment: "What about this....... Actually, I don't have any long-cherished wishes, I just want to eat steamed buns once. ”

Zhang Zizai: "That's it?"

The man nodded.

"That's simple, third, hurry up and buy two steamed buns for the eldest brother, no, buy four!"

The man stopped Zhang Zizai and said, "That's not what I meant...... The steamed bun I want to eat is not this steamed bun. ”

Zhang Zizi was confused.

The man looked slightly embarrassed and said, "I want to eat baked steamed buns." ”

Zhang Zizai: "No problem! I'll go home and make it for you now." After speaking, he got into the car with the middle man and the tattoo brother and rushed back to the paper shop.

The man's name is He Yuanzhen, and he is a driver by profession. His long-cherished wish is extremely simple, that is, he wants to eat a bite of roasted steamed buns.

After Bai Maruko learned the news, he ran to the back kitchen as soon as possible, not saying that his cooking skills had risen sharply recently, and he would leave this matter to himself. Zhang Zizai originally disagreed, but he couldn't resist this little actor, so he had to let her go and mess around.

Zhang Zizai: "Brother He..... Will you eat the steamed buns?"

He Yuanzhen: "?"

Zhang Zizai: "It's okay, anyway, you just need to be mentally prepared." ”

Bai Wanzi's cooking skills, Zhang Zizi has seen it.

This little girl doesn't know what kind of wind she has been smoking lately, and she is obsessed with cooking, and she experiments with him every day.

Stir-fried tomato egg rice with sugar, soy sauce loin, caramel mushrooms, black braised fish, Zhang Zi doesn't know how many dark dishes he has eaten in the past two days.

Sometimes he really couldn't understand how a monster with an extremely sensitive sense of smell could misplace the seasoning every time he cooked, until one time, Zhang Zizai witnessed the scene of her crime and suddenly realized.

This little drama is afraid of oil smoke, so every time the stir-fry is like a war, keep the farthest distance from the pot, all the ingredients and condiments are thrown in the way of bombing, these can still be endured, the big deal is that the scene is a mess. But what people can't bear is that she actually blocked her nose with a nasal plug when she was cooking!

After a while, Bai Wanzi ended the battle in the kitchen, brought a plate of black things, and smiled at He Weihong: "Na, baked steamed buns!"

He Yuanzhen looked at the contents of the plate, swallowed his saliva and said, "Can I change my wish?"