Chapter 172 Zhang Dadan

"My dear guest, do you need someone to help you?"

At this time, a middle-aged fat man pulling a rickshaw came over and smiled innocently.

The fat man was obviously a coachman. He was wearing a pair of cloth shoes and was shirtless.

"Then take me around this town by the way. The money will be great."

Ding Hai thought for a moment, why would he have to walk by himself when there was a rickshaw? If he wasn't afraid of scaring passers-by, he would have just changed back to his slime form and let the little fox carry him.

"Okay! Please, sir!"

The fat coachman's face lit up, it was obvious that he had met a rich customer.

Originally, he thought that Ding Hai was a foreigner and might not understand the language, but he also spoke Chinese very well!

Now that we have a big customer like Ding Hai, we can probably keep him busy for a few days.

After all, in this era, it was difficult to make money, and a coachman was a low-status profession, but he could barely support his family.

After picking up Ding Hai, the fat rickshaw driver began to pull him around the streets, and began to enthusiastically introduce Ding Hai to snacks in the town, acting as a tour guide.

But he couldn't help but wonder, where did Ding Hai come from?

He has been in this business for a long time and has seen foreigners, but he has never seen anyone with blue hair.

"Sir, which country are you from?"

Ding Hai was also stunned when he heard this, and made up a lie casually: "I am not a foreigner, my hair is natural."

"Huh? That's really embarrassing. I thought you were a foreigner."

The fat coachman was stunned for a moment and apologized.

"It's okay. This is normal. By the way, you must be a local. Can you tell me what's going on here recently? For example, some rather evil things."

Ding Hai said.

After all, I still have to complete the ultimate task given by the system, so I should take the initiative to find ghosts to speed up the progress and kill this boring time.

"Something evil? I haven't heard of it recently, but I think I heard two Taoist priests passing by before. They heard that there was a town called Tengteng Town. Most of the people there were dead and turned into zombies. Sir, if you go to other places, you must avoid that place. It is very dangerous. It’s fine during the day, but zombies don’t dare to come out. But it’s dangerous at night.”

The fat coachman thought for a moment, then spoke.

Tenten Town?

He seemed to have an impression, wasn't it the place where the Zodiac Chief died tragically?

But at this time, Daochang Huang probably hasn't met Uncle Jiu yet.

Well, after leaving the town, I will go to Tengteng Town to clean up those zombies, which can be regarded as helping the people in the surrounding area get rid of these scourges.

"Besides, is there anything weirder?"

After changing the topic, Ding Hai continued to ask.

"Let me think about it~ Yes, recently some guys invited me to spend the night in their house. As long as I peel fruit in front of the mirror, ghosts will appear. They let me spend the night there. If I can spend the night safely , I can have a meal for nothing! But who am I? Who within ten miles of the slope doesn’t know that I am bold? I am the most courageous! Am I still afraid of ghosts? "

Zhang boldly?

Wait a minute! Isn't that Zhang bold?

Ding Hai quickly asked: "Do you have a wife named Hongxing at home? Do you usually drive a carriage for a man named Tan?"

"Huh? Young guest, how do you know? It seems like this is your first time coming to Shilipo, right?"

Zhang DaDa was stunned, stopped, and turned to look at Ding Hai.

Ding Hai suddenly looked enlightened.

No wonder, when he heard Zhang DaDa say something about peeling an apple in front of the mirror, he felt something familiar. DaQing was a story line about ghosts fighting ghosts.

I didn't expect to be touched by him.

"Zhang DaDa, when will you go to that haunted house?"

"We'll go tonight." Although Zhang Dadan didn't know why Ding Hai asked this, he still replied. "In that case, let me go with you and see what the ghost looks like?"

"Ah? Young guest, are you going?"

Zhang DaDa was also stunned. Normal people would probably shake their heads and refuse, but now someone actually said they wanted to take the initiative. It was really strange.

"But what if there's a ghost?"

Zhang boldly tried to dissuade him.

nonsense! Of course I know there are ghosts, and I have a female ghost king here!

"It's okay. I'm a staunch materialist. There are no gods or ghosts in this world. If there are, I can convince them through physics!"

Ding Hai made up a random sentence.

But the little fox and weasel sitting next to him couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

My dear master, could you please stop smiling so obviously when you lie?

Still a staunch materialist? Aren’t you yourself a non-materialist being?

"Of course, as long as you take me there, I won't miss your reward."

Ding Hai should give Zhang DaDa some benefits, otherwise he wouldn't have the leisure to take you on an adventure in a haunted house.

And he's not short of money, isn't it just a pile of metal? When the time comes, it will be enough to just synthesize some directly.

He had swallowed the copper-horned gold coffin before. Even if he took just a little bit off it, it would be enough to buy a lot of things.

I guess Xiao Huang won't mind either.

"Okay then, I'll take you with me, young guest."

Zhang DaDa hesitated for a while, but for the sake of money, he agreed.

So, after wandering around the streets for a few times, Ding Hai asked Zhang to find a restaurant for a meal.

"Man! Bring your store's signature dish!"

"Okay!"

After the waiter heard it, he quickly went to inform the kitchen to cook.

"Zhang DaDa, I'll treat you to this meal, you're welcome!"

"Ah? What's so embarrassing about this?" Although Zhang Dadan is a rough coachman, he doesn't have any emotional intelligence. It's obviously not good to treat guests to dinner.

"What's the point? I'll just wait until I'm full and drunk. If I encounter a ghost, I'll have the strength to run away, right?" Ding Hai made a joke.

"Then thank you so much, young guest, for this meal. If I have more money some other time, I will give you a meal in return."

"That's not necessary."

Not long after, the waiter brought the dishes up while shouting: "Here comes the food!"

"Zhang DaDa, I didn't expect you to meet a good customer today and buy so much food."

The guy came to Zhang DaDa moved his arm and whispered.

"Maybe it's because of my popularity. Okay, we still have to eat. Let's get back to work. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

"Row!"

The waiter responded and went back to work.

Ding Hai also started to move his chopsticks. Now he couldn't eat in one gulp like before, otherwise it would cause panic and be mistaken for some kind of monster. It would be bad, so he should follow the way of ordinary people.

Of course, he did not forget the two little ones. One of them was rewarded with a roasted chicken. Like Zhang Dadan, he held the roasted chicken and gnawed it.

(End of this chapter)

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