"Okay!"

Zhao Xueer was undoubtedly the one who smiled the happiest and hurriedly ran to serve the noodles.

Seeing Cui Jun so generously giving away all the fifty taels, many of the neighbors' faces turned the color of pig liver.

Maybe they are all thinking now whether they are usually not very nice to Cui Jun, so it is too late for them to start a relationship now.

But the most embarrassing thing is Lao Zhao in front of me.

He had always looked down on Cui Jun, but now that Cui Jun took out the money, he suddenly felt that his voice had become lower.

Rubbing his hands, Old Zhao said slowly: "That Cui... cough, Xiaojun. How did you get so much money? Did you really earn it by going to the Yang family to catch ghosts? Are the ghosts in the Yang family powerful?"

Many people immediately pricked up their ears to listen.

Cui Jun smiled slightly at this moment and said: "There are no ghosts in this world, they are all bluffing."

Lao Zhao choked on his words, his face turned red, and many neighbors lowered their heads.

Cui Jun continued to face Old Zhao: "Uncle Zhao, don't call me Xiaojun, it sounds uncomfortable. I still like your unruly appearance."

Lao Zhao waved his hand and replied: "That's it. You are the chief guest now. Okay, you can eat slowly. I'll just let Xue'er entertain you."

After Lao Zhao said that, he ran away. Cui Jun chuckled. As expected, nothing is as useful as money.

This thing can communicate with ghosts and gods!

The noodles come out quickly, and the large chunks of beef are paired with spicy oil, chives and eggs, and it tastes delicious.

After ten bowls of noodles, Cui Jun felt full.

But his appetite is really scary enough.

"Oh my god, Brother Cui Jun, when did you become a loser?"

Zhao Xueer looked at Cui Jun in disbelief. At this time, Cui Jun couldn't explain the problem, so he could only respond with a smile.

After finishing the noodles, I ordered Erliang soju. The wine was very spicy, but I drank it vigorously.

Just when I was halfway through drinking, a figure suddenly walked in quickly at the door.

He looked around, and when he saw Cui Jun, he immediately strode over.

Wearing black clothes, a black robe and a black mask, his whole body was covered tightly. As soon as he sat down in front of Cui Jun, he said in a deep voice: "Ghost Master, Cui Jun."

Cui Jun put down the wine bowl, burped, and replied: "It's me."

The man in black said quickly: "There is a gathering in the state city. Prince An has summoned masters from all walks of life to catch ghosts. Anyone who can catch the evil ghost will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins."

Cui Jun's eyes lit up when he heard this, but then he shook his head and said: "No, no, the city is too far away."

The man in black continued: "It's far from a problem. There are boats on the Wei River in the south of the city. You can get on the boat with your name tag. We will reach the city in three days!"

Cui Jun smiled and said: "It sounds good, but I still don't want to go."

"Why?"

The man in black asked puzzledly.

Cui Jun smiled and replied: "What do you think? I was eating meat and drinking wine, and suddenly a black man with black body came and asked me to go to the city to catch ghosts. Why did the prince summon me? If so, do you believe it?"

"

The man in black said: "You can go and find out whether it is true or not, and you will know after just asking."

Cui Jun shook his head and said: "But I still don't want to go. For this kind of job, you'd better find another skill."

Cui Jun's tone was firm. Seeing that Cui Jun couldn't speak, the man in black suddenly changed his tone.

"Do you think you can escape from some things? You have already come into contact with those existences. Even if you don't go, they will not let you go. Haha, you will go. Only in Zhoucheng can you find the answer."

After the man in black finished speaking, he stood up and left.

Cui Jun was left frowning and confused.

"ill!"

Cui Jun picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

…

After having enough wine and food, Cui Jun left the noodle shop. Zhao Xueer also followed Cui Jun's footsteps and left. This time, Lao Zhao rarely stopped him.

"Brother Cui Jun, your banknote!"

"No, it's your banknote!"

"But fifty taels is too much."

"Not too much, not too much, just exchange it for a bride price, it's just enough!"

"Ah? Brother Cui Jun, what are you talking about? I..."

"Okay, just kidding. Just keep it if I ask you to. I have more here."

Cui Jun showed off his money to Zhao Xueer.

Zhao Xueer was immediately shocked by Cui Jun's one hundred tael bill and exclaimed.

"Brother Cui Jun, didn't you really rob the Yang family?"

"I'm kidding. It's really a robbery. Can you just rob me this little? Don't worry, it's all the money I deserve. I'm going to return him to the Yang family now. I'm afraid that Mr. Yang won't dare to take it. Let's go, brother today

I’ll buy you some delicious food and some new clothes. If you buy mink, you must buy mink!”

Cui Jun held Zhao Xueer's hand and walked on the streets of Riyin City.

Rare tranquility, rare joy.

"Brother Cui Jun, why are you so nice to me!"

Under the eaves, Zhao Xueer asked foolishly.

Cui Junze turned to look at her and said: "Do you remember a few years ago when I was huddled in front of your shop in ragged clothes? Who gave me hot noodles all night?"

Zhao Xueer shook her head and said: "A bowl of noodles is not worth so much."

Cui Jun solemnly said: "It's worth it. In my case, it's more than fifty taels or five hundred taels."

The two looked at each other with smiles as bright as flowers.

There seems to be a dark knot in the mind and emotions flowing.

…

Half a day later.

On the other side, Lao Zhao also returned to the backyard humming a ditty.

The front room is a noodle shop, and there are two or three huts in the back, where the family lives.

Lao Zhao's mother-in-law's surname is Zhang and her given name is Hui. She is a fierce woman known far and wide.

After pushing the door open and entering, Lao Zhao saw his mother-in-law looking in the mirror.

With an unstoppable smile, Lao Zhao stepped forward and said: "My dear, guess what. The unlucky guy from across the street really got rich. This kid is really smart. He actually got money from the Yang family."

.I originally thought this guy was just a poor guy.

Life. Living in an unlucky house again, there is no possibility of turning around in this life. Now look at it, this guy is not only hard-luck, but also has bad luck in wealth. You don't have to worry about Xue'er anymore. If you are unlucky, it will be fifty taels. Tsk tsk

, it’s impossible to refuse even if you want to.”

As he spoke, Lao Zhao tugged on his wife's clothes, but unexpectedly Zhang Huili ignored him and continued dressing up in the mirror.

"I'm talking to you, but there's no response!"

Old Zhao stepped forward and pulled Zhang Hui again. This time, Zhang Hui finally turned her head.

When Lao Zhao saw Zhang Hui's face, he was suddenly stunned.

The face had no facial features, no eyes, no nose, no mouth at all, only a piece of white skin, as white as a corpse that had been dead for several days.

"Ms. sir, wait a minute. I haven't finished dressing up yet. Oh, wait a minute while I close my eyes."

As she said that, she actually picked up two eyeballs from the dressing table, still with flesh and blood on them.

Old Zhao screamed out loudly, then rolled around and rushed out like a madman.

"Ghost, ghost!"

Shouting repeatedly, Lao Zhao rushed into the noodle shop, lost his footing and fell to the ground.

The few people who had not yet left the noodle shop looked at him in surprise.
Chapter completed!