Xue Gang's question, Zhou Xiaolong is difficult to answer, if according to Uncle Jiu, that piece of metal has the ability to attract matter.

However, when attracting the substance, it will break all the substance and turn it into countless small particles, but the workers on the construction site seem to have fallen directly to their deaths, and there are blood stains on the ground.

It's different.,It doesn't seem to belong to the characteristics of that kind of metal.,Broken and reassembled.,It seems,There's still something strange in this?!

"Xiaolong, what are you thinking, why don't you speak?!" Xue Gang slowed down the car, glanced at Zhou Xiaolong and asked.

"I think that the death of the three workers on the construction site should not be the direct cause of the metal, it is likely that the souls who died in the bus caused ......."

"Huh?! So what to do?! Xue Gang became nervous.

"That's it, when the construction site officially starts, I'll go to the construction site to do a ritual and overspend the undead, whether it's useful or not, at least I can be safer."

"Oh, Master Xiaolong, this is great, I'll call Mr. Zhao and make him happy......"

……

After saying goodbye to Xue Gang, Zhou Xiaolong did not go back to the dormitory of the university, but returned to his home, because there were some things that he wanted to discuss with his uncle Bai Zimo.

At this time, Xia Xue and Qian Duoduo had not gone home yet, only Bai Zimo was a fat bird at home, and as soon as he saw Zhou Xiaolong coming back at this time, Bai Zimo immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"Oh, Xiaolong, I see that your complexion is not very good, what have you been doing in the past two days?!" Bai Zimo flapped his wings and asked.

"Ah, the face is not good, is there?!"

Zhou Xiaolong ran to the bathroom and looked at the mirror for a long time, indeed, his complexion was not very good, and his face was a little pale.

That's because last night in order to help the Zhao family's grandmother resurrect her soul, she cast a spell and ran out of spiritual power.

However, this is nothing, for Zhou Xiaolong, through meditation and cultivation, he will soon be able to return to normal.

"Xiaolong, what's wrong, are you hiding something from the deity?!" Uncle Fat Bird was very concerned about Zhou Xiaolong, and he had already flown into the bathroom.

"Uncle Shi, it's really okay, maybe there are too many classes in school these days, so I'm a little tired......"

"Damn, you're in college, and every day in class is just a formality, and you don't even have homework, are you lying to the birds?!"

"Uncle Shi, I'm really fine!!"

"You must be lying, you look into the eyes of the deity......"

Zhou Xiaolong didn't dare to tell Bai Zimo about helping the old lady of the Zhao family to revive her soul last night, that kind of thing was actually quite dangerous, Bai Zimo would definitely complain for a while when he heard it.

So, Zhou Xiaolong wanted to stagger the topic, and he said to the fat bird: "Uncle Shi, how about I tell you a story?" ”

"Whatever story is told, the deity loves to listen to the story, tell it quickly, tell it quickly......"

Maybe Uncle Fat Bird is getting more and more stupid now because he is too fat, Zhou Xiaolong staggered the topic, he forgot about exposing Zhou Xiaolong, and urged Zhou Xiaolong to tell him a story quickly.

"Well, that's a story about the disappearance of the No. 7 bus......" Zhou Xiaolong slowed down and said slowly.

"Okay, okay, wait," Bai Zimo's eyes suddenly widened, "What are you talking about, bus No. 7, do you mean the bus that disappeared thirty years ago?!! ”

"What, uncle, do you still know about bus No. 7?!" Zhou Xiaolong was immediately puzzled.

"Of course, do you think that the deity has lived for so many years in vain?" Bai Zimo patted his belly and said.

"I didn't mean that, Uncle Shi, I wanted to tell you that the bus found in Xue Gang's construction site was the No. 7 bus that disappeared that year......

"Ah, there is such a thing," Bai Zimo also had a surprised expression, "Who told you this?!" ”

Then, Zhou Xiaolong told Bai Zimo about meeting Uncle Mustache Nine today.

The fat bird became more and more nervous the more he listened, and at the end of his hearing, Bai Zimo suddenly asked: "Xiaolong, is the mustache you are talking about, is it a rectangular face, with sword eyebrows, and looks quite fierce?" ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi, have you seen this person too?!!"

"If you and I'm talking about the same person, the deity really dealt with that mustache, at that time, the deity was still mixed in the upper class circle of the capital, and helped the mustache a lot, at that time, the mustache seemed to be the patrol at the yamen, helping him solve a lot of big cases, think about it, it was many years ago, at least more than 30 years, no, at least 50 years......"

"That's not right, Uncle Shi, did you recognize the wrong person?!" Zhou Xiaolong asked suspiciously.

"Xiaolong, why do you say that?!" Bai Zimo asked rhetorically.

"Uncle Shi, if you knew Uncle Nine fifty years ago, then how can Uncle Nine look like he is only in his forties now, this is completely impossible?!"

"Hmph, Xiaolong, how can you say such ignorant words, let alone Uncle Jiu, even you yourself have lived for more than a hundred years, you look in the mirror and look like you are only sixteen or seventeen years old......"

"Uh......"

Zhou Xiaolong was speechless, Bai Zimo was indeed right, it seems that this fat bird has been in the capital for many years before, no wonder a mouth is a girl, it seems that the good ones have not learned, but the words of scolding have not been learned.

"Uncle Shi, I still have a question...... Zhou Xiaolong said.

"Well, you ask!"

"If the ninth uncle you knew back then is the mustache you are now, then is this person a good person or a bad person?!"

"Well, it's hard to de......fine," Bai Zimo said as he touched his chin with his little wings.

"Uncle, what do you mean?!" Zhou Xiaolong asked again.

"If you compare with Luo Taiping, then this ninth uncle is a good person, if you compare with the deity, then you definitely can't be considered a good person, in fact, that old ghost can live so long, and he hasn't grown old, he can't even count people......"

Zhou Xiaolong smiled and said, "Uncle Shi, you have become a bird now, why do you still laugh at people who are not human?" ”

……

After meeting with Uncle Mustache Jiu of the mysterious organization, the following days were peaceful for several days, and Zhao Zengxi and Xue Gang also resumed normal construction work.

One night, Zhou Xiaolong personally performed a ritual on the construction site.

On the one hand, the passengers who died in vain on the overbus, and on the other hand, the three workers who died in the accident were also overdone, and the basic ritual was done quite smoothly.

Zhou Xiaolong helped Zhao Zengxi so much, and Zhao Zengxi was also very generous, and suddenly took out a bank card of 800,000 yuan to give to Zhou Xiaolong.

Zhou Xiaolong felt that the money was a bit too much, he didn't ask for so much, he only collected 100,000 yuan, fortunately, when he gave the money at that time, Ouyang Lei was not present, otherwise it would be troublesome.

If you want to ask Zhou Xiaolong why he doesn't charge so much money, you must know that too much money is actually not a good thing, especially when he becomes very rich all of a sudden.

Zhou Xiaolong said that for example, people like Ouyang Lei and Qi Dongqiang who have never seen much of the world, if they get rich overnight, people's spirit and character are easily distorted, which is that there are many people who have won the lottery, and there is always no good result.

In a word, people, you can't be too greedy......

(End of chapter)