Chapter 21: Zombie Moon Worship

"Moon corpse worm?" The old man returned home with the support of Nangong Di and lay on the bed weakly: "Child, Mr. Wang, I may not be able to accompany you to find it." I've spent too much energy asking for you this time, and I need to adjust it, so..."The old man dragged his weak body to the bedside cabinet, and pointed a delicately round silver spoon at a small hole in the cabinet, and twisted it gently counterclockwise. "Click!" a dark grid carved with a small snake popped up on the cabinet door. The old man took out a dark red compass from the dark grid, took off the silver spoon, and handed it to Nangong. A normal compass doesn't show you the right direction in this village, but this one can take you in the fog. Remember, when the red end points to the kun position, you must leave the position you are standing in immediately, or you risk your life. This silver spoon can help you save your life in times of crisis. Cough... Okay, life is at stake, pack your things and set off as soon as possible. Nangong took the silver spoon and compass and looked at it carefully. Although this silver spoon is exquisite, there is nothing special except for the word "Zhang" engraved on it with a seal and a small snake. The structure of this compass is also similar to that of ordinary compasses, the only difference is that there is a small snake engraved on the back. Nangong was anxious to find the coffin fungus to cure his God of Wealth, and after thanking the old man, he took his things and walked to the east of the village. After Nangong walked away, the old man stood up suddenly, walked to the cabinet, took out another silver spoon from the dark compartment, inserted it into the round hole and turned it to the right.

A few weeks ago, there was such a heated argument behind a mahogany gate under the moonlight.

"You, how can you do this? Didn't you say you would find me a part-time job? What is this?"

"Hehe, aren't you short of money? I'll just give you money, what's the matter, eating and sleeping with others is not a part-time job?"

"Don't touch me! Goodbye! I'll tell you all your ugly things when I go out!"

"Smack!"

"I'll tell you stink*, don't pretend to be a good person here! Don't think I don't know about those things, if you know each other, just obediently pull them in for me, and the benefits will be indispensable to you! Otherwise, you can wait and see! See if they believe you or believe me!?"

However, this passage did not disappear with the darkness of the night.

After Zhang Wen returned home, he immediately asked his old high school classmate Lu Shaokang to help inquire about Zhao Mengshu's personal information. Lu Shaokang, who has been interested in microelectronics technology since he was a child, participated in the international hacking competition at the age of 12 and won the championship. At the age of sixteen, he participated in the Charles International Hacker Contest again and lost to the Englishman Lee Anfield, and has not participated in any competitions since. wanted to inquire about Zhao Mengshu's personal information, Zhang Wen first thought of Lu Shaokang.

"Shao Kang, hahaha, remember me? Yes... I'm fine, haven't I seen it in years? That's right... Computer technology hasn't been left behind......"

There was no fog in the village, so Nangong soon arrived in the east of the village. After continuous inquiries along the road, Nangong finally saw a simple mud house on a small hill, which was Mr. Wang's home. Nangong walked on the muddy path, walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard surrounded by a fence, and picked up a stone full of dirt and knocked on the wooden courtyard gate. "Mr. Wang, are you at home?" Nangong shouted. The door of the mud house creaked open, and an old man in a long robe came out of the darkness of the house. This old man has a childish face, and although he is old, his waist is straight. "Hahaha, does anyone still think of me as a teacher? Housheng, hurry, please come to the house!" Nangong followed Mr. Wang into the dimly lit room. The house is not big, only 40-50 square meters, and there is only one room. The couch, the stove, the stove, the dining table, and the desk are all placed in an orderly manner in this small space. A shiny wooden square table is neatly placed in the center of the couch, a small oil lamp is lit on the table, a set of purple sand tea sets are placed next to the oil lamp, and an open copy of "Guiguzi" is placed squarely on the edge of the table. "Later life, the humble house is simple, please forgive me, if you don't dislike it, please talk about it on the couch. The old man said with a smile, waving his hand in the direction of the couch. "Si is a burrow, but Mr. Dexin, Mr. please first. Nangong also waved his hand, and the two sat on the couch at the same time. "Hahahaha, the future is terrifying! Find the old man, what's the matter?!" Mr. Wang said, poured a cup of tea with a purple clay pot and handed it to Nangong. Nangong took a sip of tea, put the teacup on the small table on the couch, and told Mr. Wang about the "moon corpse insect". Mr. Wang suddenly put away his smile when he heard the word "moon corpse insect", and his brows were tightly locked. After a long time, he poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip: "If you want to find the coffin fungus, you need to wait for the zombie to worship the moon! Nangong also sighed, with a righteous and awe-inspiring look: "Alas, if you can save the lives of the world, the younger generation will never give up!" "Okay!" Mr. Wang knocked the teacup on the table heavily: "In this case, the old man will take you to look for the coffin fungus tonight!"