Zhang Qiaonian turned to look at Sun Yi, but this time Zhang Qiaonian saw a kind-hearted old lady vaguely appearing on his face.
Zhang Qionian asked, "Is he using a dead body to bring back the soul?"
Huang Kuaipan said, "No, his three souls and seven souls are very stable. It is impossible for him to resurrect through a corpse. I suspect he didn't drink Meng Po soup."
Zhang Qiaonian asked, "According to legend, doesn't it say that under normal circumstances, only after drinking Meng Po soup can one go to Naihe Bridge?"
Huang Kuaipan said, "You also said that it's normal. It's obvious that he's not normal. You try to trick him."
Although Huang Kuaipan's idea was right, he ignored that Zhang Qionian was straight, and a very straight one.
"Sun Yi, what do you think would happen if a person died and was reincarnated without drinking Meng Po soup?"
Huang Kuaipan just covered his face when he said this, thinking what kind of brain could he say such words.
But Sun Yi didn't panic at all. "It is said that everyone will drink Meng Po soup before reincarnation to forget the past. If you don't drink it, you may be reincarnated again with your memories, but this kind of people usually sign some contracts with the underworld, and eventually they will be reincarnated." His whole life is in the service of the underworld.”
Zhang Qionian said, "You know this much more comprehensively than I do. You are not simple."
Sun Yi smiled and said, "I'm just an ordinary cook. I can listen to customers when they come to chat, so I wrote it down."
Zhang Qionnian said, "Is this really the case? I'll tell the truth, I'm just a pushover. I see that your face is not simple, and there is a vague face of a kind old man on your face. If you say it's okay, do you think I Do you believe it?"
Seeing what he said, Sun Yi sighed and said, "Oh~ so what if I was reincarnated without drinking Meng Po soup? I have always been tight-lipped about this matter. I have never told my parents in this life."
When Zhan Qiaonian saw him admit it, he also revealed the purpose of his trip, "Actually, I came here because someone asked me to come and see you."
"Is it Wang Zhiyong?"
"You know?"
Sun Yi said helplessly, "I noticed when that kid came here some time ago that he looked at me wrong. Last time I told him that I was not his mother, but he never gave up. This kid is still so stubborn."
Zhang Qionian heard this and said, "Then you admitted it?"
Sun Yi said, "Can you believe it if I don't admit it? You are Mr. Chu, and you will know what happened to me even if I don't tell you now. Why am I hiding it from you?"
Zhang Qionian asked curiously, "So you are really reincarnated with the memories of your previous life? Is it possible that Meng Po Tang is fake now?"
Sun Yi pointed at the man who was still rolling out noodles in the kitchen and said, "Actually, that's not the case, because I didn't drink at all, and neither did the guy inside."
"He was also a human in his last life?"
Sun Yi shook her head, "He was a donkey in his last life, so he is a mute in this life. I only let him work here because he is capable and connected with me. And I can also have many helpers."
Seeing him being so frank, Zhang Qionian asked, "How should I reply to your son?"
Sun Yi said, "Just tell him that I am not his mother. In fact, I have looked away for so many years, and I already knew my fate after my death in my previous life, because I owed him ten taels of silver in my previous life, so in this life He came here to collect debts from me. When he was a child, he always liked to fight with people. He could avoid the police every time and finally spent money to settle the matter. After paying off the debt, I will die. Now he and I are already We owe each other nothing."
Zhang Qionian said, "Then have you ever thought that the reason why he asked me to find you is because he misses you so much. Although you feel that the debt you owe has been paid, what about the mother-child relationship between you?"
Sun Yi said, "The love between mother and child happened in the past life. I don't think about anything else in this life."
Zhang Qionian asked, "Are you married in this life?"
Sun Yi waved her hands and said, "No, I really can't overcome the hurdle in my heart. After all, I have been a woman for more than fifty years. Even if I am a man in this life, I still can't accept it."
While the two were talking, Wang Zhiyong walked in from outside.
At this time, Wang Zhiyong no longer looked as arrogant as before. Instead, he said to Sun Yi respectfully, "Boss, cook me a bowl of hot noodle soup and eat it here. Scramble an egg for me and have a bottle of white wine."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Zhang Qionian was also here, but he didn't talk to Zhang Qionian, as if he didn't know him.
Zhang Qionian didn't take the initiative to say hello when he saw his appearance.
It was served shortly after the meeting, but Wang Zhiyong's eyes always fell on Sun Yi.
There was hope in his eyes, and there were all sorts of indescribable emotions.
Sun Yi, however, seemed not to notice his gaze, and was minding her own business at the bar, flipping through the account books.
Wang Zhiyong took a bite of eggs and noodles, and then took a sip of wine.
Maybe it was because he was in a bad mood, but after two glasses of white wine, his eyes became a little blurry.
The most powerful man kept mumbling something. Zhang Qionian listened carefully before he could hear it.
What Wang Zhiyong said was, "Mom, I'm sorry for you. I haven't made you worry-free since you were a child. You left as soon as I made money. Mom, I miss you." These were probably the words,
Zhang Qiaonian looked at Sun Yi who was standing at the bar. Sun Yi looked at Wang Zhiyong with a hint of distress in his eyes.
But just like what he said, what would happen even if Sun Yi admitted it? Let Wang Zhiyong support him in his old age? After all, Sun Yi is only in her twenties now, even more than 20 years younger than Wang Zhiyong.
Even if Wang Zhiyong really takes him home, how will Wang Zhiyong's wife get along with him?
Zhang Qionian didn't feel anything at first, but now that he thinks about it, it's really overwhelming.
But Zhang Qiaonian can indeed understand Wang Zhiyong's mood. Although Zhang Qiaonian is an orphan, he also has his own desire for family love.
What's more, Wang Zhiyong felt guilty.
After a while, Tang Zhiyong fell asleep on the table.
Sun Yi stepped forward and pushed her, "Don't sleep. You can easily catch a cold if you sleep here."
Wang Zhiyong raised his head and looked around confusedly, "Why did I fall asleep? Help me calculate how much it costs."
Sun Yi said, "Twenty-six in total."
After Wang Zhiyong paid the money, he looked at Zhang Qionian again and left.
Looking at the background of his departure, Sun Yi sighed and said, "This kid is still the same as before. He drinks boringly when he is in a bad mood."
Zhang Qiaonian said, "By the way, you said before that people who have not drank Meng Po soup and are reincarnated will sign a contract with the underworld and serve the underworld throughout their lives. What do you mean?"
Sun Yi said, "You are also a disciple, so it doesn't matter if I tell you. I just want to make a temporary resting place when I'm crossing the road."
Zhang Qionian asked, "Do evil spirits come every day?"
Sun Yi nodded, "Actually, the underworld agents are not just responsible for seducing people's souls, there are many things they need to do. That's why people like us exist. If you are interested, just wait here for a while. Generally, Something bad will happen after half past eleven."
"Is it okay if I stay here?"
Sun Yi said, "You are a disciple of Chuma. You already know some things about the underworld, and disciples of Chuma deal with matters in the Yin and Yang realms. So you, disciples of Chuma, have another name in the underworld. Do you know what it is?"
Zhang Qionian shook his head.
"Yang Cha. This is also what the underworld's Yin Cha calls your disciples."
He simply has nothing to do now, so he just wants to wait and see at the noodle shop. After all, he has never seen what the underworld looks like.
The two of them were chatting about each other. At about twelve o'clock in the morning, a gust of wind blew in, and Zhang Qionian subconsciously tightened his clothes.
Then he saw two people in strange clothes walking outside the door. These two people gave him a very strange feeling.
There was a mist on their faces, and it was impossible to tell what they looked like, let alone whether they were male or female.
Perhaps feeling his gaze, the two people slowly turned their heads in his direction.
At this time, Sun Yi came out from behind the bar to smooth things over.
"You two have worked hard all the way, you two can rest peacefully here."
But the two people did not answer, and still looked in the direction of Zhang Qionian.
Sun Yi said, "Don't worry, he's just a man and he'll be fine."
After hearing what he said, the two villains turned their faces away.
Although Sun Yi's place is a place for Yin Chai to rest, Sun Yi is very good at being a good person.
After appeasing Yin Zai, he took out a bundle of incense candles from the kitchen and lit them in front of Yin Zai. A wisp of green smoke rose up and floated straight towards the two Yin Zai.
Then Sun Yi took out an iron basin, took out a few ingots and lit them in the iron basin.
The two Yin almost nodded, but never said a word.
After sitting there for about half an hour, two undercover men reached out and grabbed a handful in the iron basin.
Then left.
For some reason, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhang Qionian's forehead when he saw them leaving.
Seeing his appearance, Sun Yi smiled and said, "Are you okay?"
Zhang Qionian shook his head, "It's okay. Maybe it's the first time I see Yin Zai and I'm a little nervous."
Sun Yi said, "You will get used to them after seeing them a few times. You will inevitably deal with them after you become Ma's disciples."
Zhang Qionian asked, "What did they catch in the iron basin when they left just now?"
Sun Yi explained, "Whenever there are Yin agents coming here, I will light incense candles and burn some ingots for them. No matter who they are, they will have to report to the underworld in the future. They are Yin agents. There will be too many places where they will be used in the future. Call them in advance." Good relationships are necessary.”
Zhang Qionian felt that it made sense after hearing what he said.
Sun Yi said, "It's getting late. You should go back early. If you want to eat noodles in the future, come to my place."
Zhang Qionian thought for a while and finally asked the purpose of his trip, "Can I really not tell Wang Zhiyong about you?"
Perhaps it was because of Wang Zhiyong's appearance before that he felt a little relieved. "You can do whatever you want."
After walking out of the noodle shop, Zhang Qionian took a taxi and looked at the sparse traffic on the road. He felt a little sad for a moment. What are his parents like?
Zhang Qionian didn't know what his parents were like. He didn't even know whether he was abandoned or trafficked.
If one day I find my biological parents, what should I say?
When Zhang Qiaonian returned to Gudong Teahouse, he found that the lights in the store were still on. He was also wondering why Zhang Cheng left so late today. Usually Zhang Cheng stayed until eight or nine o'clock in the evening and then went back to sleep.
Opening the door, the aroma of food wafted over from the table.
Zhang Qionian walked to the table and looked at the simple home-cooked dishes on the table, with a note next to it.
"Qiao Nian, my house over there has expired. I'll stay with you for a few days. Don't worry, I won't live in vain. I'll take care of the cooking from now on. I'll wait for you all night and you won't come back. In the end I'll stay in the private room first. I'll write down what I want to eat tomorrow morning on a piece of paper and put it on the bar. Don't disturb my sleep if you have nothing to do. - Tsukimi."
There is also a cartoon smiling face painted on the back.
Zhang Qionian looked at the food on the table. Even though the food was cold, and even though he had just eaten a bowl of hot noodle soup, he still took a bite and tasted it.
