I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

Chapter 342 The stage in the ghost street (4K)

In the next few days, nothing particularly worth mentioning happened. There was still an endless stream of patients coming for consultation, and Tang Long's "medical skills" also grew and became more proficient.

But what he was worried about never happened. The fat butcher never came to grab the medicine again, and he never heard of anyone dying in the ancient town. Everything was... calm.

What he has to do every day is to sit behind the counter and work hard to treat patients one by one. Although the risks are not small, this kind of calm and boring life is something that many people in this era of turmoil and supernatural interweaving will not be able to achieve in their lifetime. s things.

But Tang Long always felt that this calm sea surface was like a gentle breeze. It looked peaceful and peaceful. In fact, there were countless dangers and indescribable things hidden under the sea surface. It only took an opportunity to completely explode.

He was careful, but nothing happened. Just a week later...

While eating in the morning, Zhang Chongqing seemed to have mentioned unintentionally: "Bo Hua, tonight the big shop owner is going to set up a stage in the ghost street. Axia came here specially to say that she was busy knitting clothes and might not have time, so she asked you to take the stage. Yue Lian goes and has a look."

"What about you?" Tang Long couldn't help but ask.

"I also have something to do." At this time, Zhang Chongqing was paler and thinner than a week ago. He didn't know what he was studying. He couldn't see anyone after breakfast every day, and it was difficult to find him at night, and Tang Long every day Every time he pretended to enter his room accidentally, he would be magically bumped into him.

"I know." Tang Long became wary. It seemed like a lot of things were going to happen tonight.

During the day, he pretended to be fine and took his mistress to the Chinese medicine shop. When it was time to close at night, he hung up the sign early and walked to the back hall instead of rushing to the ghost street.

"Dong dong dong."

Tang Long knocked on Zhang Youhong's door. The latter opened the door slightly unhappy: "What, do you need me to take action?"

Although Zhang Chongqing didn't seem to care about her, Zhang Youhong's complexion had improved a lot this week. At least from Tang Long's semi-professional point of view, he could be considered to have left the recovery stage of the evil ghost.

"No." There was only one chance to invite this person to take action. How could Tang Long let Zhang Youhong sneak in so easily? He said seriously, "I just want to ask you if there is a stage in Taiping Ancient Town tonight. Do you want to go and see it?"

He didn't believe that Zhang Youhong, a young lady with such a temper, could live in a house.

"Is there a stage?" Sure enough, Zhang Youhong's eyes lit up, and then she looked at Tang Long suspiciously, "How could you, a silly boy, suddenly think of going to the stage with me? You don't want to eat swan meat, do you have thoughts about me? .”

"Fuck your sister!" Tang Long couldn't help scolding in his heart, "Aunt Zhang, you just took advantage of me in the ghost lake, but you actually molested my master. How could I, Mr. Tang's master, like you? You prodigal bitches who use ghost money to buy desserts!”

Of course, he could only curse in his heart. Whether in reality or in the conscious world, he couldn't afford to offend this older (age) lady.

"You think too much, don't pull me down." After saying a few words, Tang Long turned around and left.

Then his eyes flashed, and without even noticing it, Zhang Youhong followed him with half a pack of candied fruits: "You silly boy has a pretty bad temper, and I didn't say anything."

"Then let's go." Rolling his eyes, Tang Long found it hard to be angry.

Taking the mistress with him, lighting a lantern and locking the door of the medicine shop, Tang Long took Zhang Youhong and went straight to the tailor shop.

Although there was still no light visible from the outside, he had gained experience and walked straight over and knocked on the door: "Aunt Xia, I'm here to pick up Yue Lian."

"Okay, okay." Aunt Xia's happy voice came from inside, "Just come here, Yue Lian has been making noise for a long time."

"Squeak——!"

The door opened automatically without anyone touching it, and a cold breath came to my face: "Come in quickly."

Tang Long frowned, as if he sensed something was wrong, and was about to spend some money to explore the way, but Zhang Youhong had already reached out to stop him.

"Silly boy, don't go, there's something going on inside."

Tang Long stopped immediately. He had no other merits except that he listened to advice. He had already smelled some supernatural aura. If Zhang Youhong spoke again, it would be true.

"Click, click, click—"

At some point, several puppets of different shapes appeared at Zhang Youhong's feet. They were not blessed with ghost makeup and looked like living people, but were simply in the form of wood.

As if exploring a path, these things crookedly crept in through the crack in the open door, and a strange buzzing sound suddenly sounded inside.

The next second, the lights suddenly brightened in the room, and Aunt Xia's shouts rang out: "Who without eyes dares to come to the tailor shop to cause trouble!"

Then the sound of splintering wood was heard, and several broken puppet remains were thrown out from the door. Aunt Xia stood inside the door with her hands on her hips and stared out, quite like a dominatrix.

"Somewhat capable."

Zhang Youhong snorted coldly, and the red cheongsam on her body shone, as if blood was flowing. Several more puppets crawled out from her feet, and this time the puppets began to have simple facial features, although they were still not any living people. , but it looks obviously stronger than the puppet man who explored the path before.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Tang Long hurriedly stopped between the two women, "You can't fight, Jin Jiala... cough, Aunt Xia, this is what happened."

He quickly described what had just happened. After hearing this, Aunt Xia slapped her forehead hard and exclaimed: "No, the human leather suit I just finished is alive!"

The first thing she did was to run to the back hall, and Tang Long followed immediately, knowing that she was worried about something happening to Yue Lian.

Fortunately, Yue Lian was still intact. It seemed that the human leather coat had not escaped into the back hall. Then everyone searched inside the store and found that a big hole had been hit in the wall next to it.

This is incredible. The tailor shop is also a building in Taiping Ancient Town. Without the ability to break the supernatural and reality, there is no way to do it.

"This kind of ability, coupled with the fact that the man in leather clothes can actually imitate your voice, Aunt Xia." Tang Long looked a little serious, "The level of danger is not low. If someone is confused..."

Aunt Xia's expression wasn't very good either, and she snorted coldly: "The clothes I made can even make it fly with wings."

She looked down at Tang Long and said extremely seriously: "Bo Hua, since Aunt Xia cares about you so much, can you do a favor to Aunt Xia these days?"

Tang Long had roughly guessed what the other party wanted to say, and nodded: "Okay."

"Good boy." Aunt Xia patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Let Yue Lian live with you at the Chinese medicine shop for the next few days. You can help take care of her. I have to find the human leather jacket quickly."

"That thing was ordered by the shopkeeper and me to be worn by the boatman. We can't lose it. There are many materials and it's hard to find the second one. I have to go."

She hurried past Yue Lian, hugged the little girl, and showed a smile: "Yue Lian, tonight you go to the theater with Brother Bohua, and then go to the Chinese medicine store to play for two days, and you will pick her up when your mother is done. You." Although Yue Lian is young, she is very sensible and nodded vigorously: "I understand, mother, you can go without worries."

"The human skin coat worn by the boatman... Is it because of this that the ghost boat can cross the rivers between the supernatural and reality and lead the ghosts to the ghost lake?"

Tang Long's eyes narrowed. If this is the case, this man in leather clothes is quite scary. Although he is not as good as the bus ghost, he is still very powerful.

"Aunt Xia." He couldn't help but speak, "Don't you need to ask a few more neighbors to help?"

"No need." Aunt Xia smiled, "The big shopkeeper said that if you want to establish a foothold in Taiping Ancient Town, each family must do its own business well. I am enough."

Tang Long immediately understood that Zhang Chongqing may be doing charity, but the big shopkeeper founded Taiping Ancient Town not just for charity. He may give away supernatural items for free and help people suppress evil ghosts, but that is all for the guests. .

If you want to stay in Taiping Ancient Town and enjoy long-term peace, you must become a merchant, and merchants must have the ability to independently support a store.

If the clothes in the tailor shop run away, they must be found by the people in the tailor shop. If you ask the neighbors for help, in the worst case, you may be expelled from the town.

It sounds a bit cruel, but even the Ghost Talk Agreement he founded does not support idlers. Newcomers are thrown into the ghost post office and enjoy the benefits. This kind of thing does not exist even in an era when there are no supernatural occurrences.

In this way, Tang Long suddenly understood the reason why Aunt Xia took such good care of Zhang Bohua. This was all to pave the way for her daughter Yue Lian. Otherwise, if something like today happened, she wouldn't even have anyone to entrust her daughter to.

In order to give her daughter a safe nest, she, a widower, had to search for the human leather coat in the dark night that could break the supernatural and reality, and even talk, and successfully imprisoned it and brought it back.

Tang Long frowned, feeling a little uneasy. If it was just this human leather coat, I don't know how many people would take advantage of the fact that most people in Taiping Ancient Town were watching a show tonight.

For example, Pao Ya, such as the profiteer Liu, such as... master Zhang Bohua's father, Zhang Chongqing.

"Hey." He looked at Zhang Youhong next to him, "Is there any way to send a puppet to follow Aunt Xia and take care of her safety."

"What do you mean, remember, my name is Zhang Youhong." Miss Zhang snorted coldly, "It is not difficult to send a puppet to follow her, but a puppet with the ability to die is very precious, why should I give it to her? use."

"She gave you that bag of candied fruits in your hand." Tang Long pointed to Yue Lian next to him and recounted his experience at that time.

Zhang Youhong fell silent immediately. Although there was no movement in her hands, a puppet jumped from her feet and chased Aunt Xia. In the process, the puppet continued to grow, its face had a clear appearance, and its hands also One more bamboo basket.

This is clearly what Meng Xiaodong looked like when he was young.

"Solved." Zhang Youhong snorted coldly, "With this thing following her, it will be difficult for the widow to die."

"call……"

Even Tang Long, who was capable of Meng Xiaodong, breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, Yue Lian grabbed Zhang Youhong's hand and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, sister."

"Humph." Although Zhang Youhong still put on a bad face, she handed over the half bag of candied fruits in her hand, "Just treat it as if you exchanged half of the dessert for it."

"Half?" Yue Lian was in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"What are you looking at? Take it quickly." A rare shy expression appeared on Zhang Youhong's face, "No matter how greedy I am, I will not snatch the little girl's things."

Tang Long gave her a step, picked up Yue Lian with one hand, took the candied fruit from Zhang Youhong's hand with the other, took one out and put it into Yue Lian's mouth.

Seeing this, Zhang Youhong nodded with satisfaction, gave him a "I guess you have the eyesight" expression, and took the lead to move forward.

"This prodigal bitch can be quite cute sometimes." Tang Long couldn't help but smile, hugging Yue Lian and followed him.

……

After a period of trekking, the three of them came to the "end" of the ghost street.

No, there is no end to the ghost street. What has an end is the shops. Tang Long has already experienced this in reality. The end of the shops is the coffin shop of the profiteer Liu.

But today, the door of the coffin shop was closed, and not far from the coffin shop, a not-so-shabby stage had been set up.

Because they were delayed for some time at the tailor's shop, when they arrived at the stage, it was already quite lively. The audience was crowded, and the stage was also being arranged intensively, preparing to start singing as soon as possible.

When all the faces saw him, they all greeted him kindly. Tang Long knew that Master Zhang Bohua's current level was not enough to win these. What really made these people with eyes higher than the top ghost masters so respectful and polite was his. Father Zhang Chongqing.

However, he could only respond with a nod. Unfortunately, there were too many people around, giving Tang Long no chance to look for Pao Ya, Fat Butcher and others.

After finally defeating this group of people, a few more people came over.

When she saw the leader, Zhang Youhong immediately snorted coldly, walked to the side for a dozen times with a sullen face, crossed her arms and looked at the stage intently.

"Is the Dongtian Emperor here too..."

Tang Long felt that the situation was a bit beyond expectations. With Zhang Dong's character, he would not come here leisurely to listen to a singing opera. Now that Zhang Youhong has not been "discharged", he has appeared in the ghost street again. He probably sensed something was wrong. signs of.

Especially, this time he didn't just bring Meng Xiaodong.

"This is old Luo Luo Qian when he was young, and this is old Luo Luo Wensong when he was young... Oh my god, why are you all so handsome? You seven elders should just make your idol debut in order to save the endangered era. never mind."

He was complaining secretly in his mind when he saw Zhang Dong extending his palm: "My sister-in-law has been taking care of me recently."

It can be seen from Zhang Youhong's memory that the family of this brother and sister is quite wealthy, so Zhang Dong is quite polite when he speaks, which seems a bit out of place in the supernatural circle.

"Hello." Tang Long shook hands with the other party politely, "Are you here to visit your sister?"

Although he knew it was definitely not the case, he was currently playing Zhang Bohua, so he naturally had to greet him out of politeness.

"No." Zhang Dong shook his head, "My main goal here is... you."

"There are not so many twists and turns in the supernatural circle, so I'll get straight to the point, Zhang Bohua, are you interested in joining my team?"

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