Daolin came to Jinding City, and he looked a bit like a traveler. When he entered the city, he was interrogated by the guards. From this, it can be seen that Zhang Jiaming still has prestige in Jinding City.
As soon as he entered the city, Dolin realized that something was wrong, because there were not many pedestrians on the street, and there were not even many stalls. Everyone looked a little scared, but think about it, people are dying every day, who can not be afraid? .
After strolling all the way to the center of the city, Dolin found a restaurant and walked in. Without knowing the situation, the restaurant was the place where news circulated the most.
Entering the restaurant, Dolin glanced around, then found a table in a crowded place and sat down. He casually ordered a few dishes and a bottle of wine and listened with relish.
As expected, the tables around them were discussing the Zhang family's affairs. Dolin listened for a while and couldn't help but find it funny, because these tables talked about everything, and there were endless versions of it.
But no matter which version it is, the result is the same, that is, something happened to the Zhang family.
Dolin picked up the food and wine, found a table that sounded most reliable to him, and walked over.
"Excuse me, can I come over and join the table? I have no other intention, I just like to listen to your stories." Dolin asked with a smile on his face.
When people at this table saw Dolin serving meat dishes and good wine, they naturally had no objections. As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. If someone is so polite, there is no reason to refuse.
"See, little brothers are of the same mind. Sit down, sit down..." said one of the middle-aged men with a beard who looked quite old.
Dorian smiled and sat down.
"My little brother is not from here, where did he come from?" the bearded middle-aged man asked.
"I am from Guangping County in the west, and now I am traveling to study art. I happened to come here and listened to a few people chatting. I was curious, so I wanted to listen in detail." Daolin replied with a smile.
The bearded middle-aged man nodded. After confirming that Daolin was not a guard, he stopped questioning him and started talking.
Dorian kept pouring wine for them.
"The Zhang family is truly a wealthy and prosperous family. At that time, the Zhang family was one of the most powerful officials in the empire. After he retired, his son took over. If he followed this path, the Zhang family would never decline..."
"It's a pity... In this world, reincarnation is so easy. In today's generation, the Zhang family is finally doomed. It is said that some things happened back then, which caused the eldest son and the second son of the Zhang family to have a falling out, and the eldest son was kicked out of the Zhang family."
"And after the second master took over the Zhang family, the Zhang family did not recover. Instead, it was transferred to some Weng city as its leader."
"Hey... what happened this time, I guess it was the Zhang family uncle who came back to take revenge."
Daolin listened carefully. This was similar to what he knew before. I'm afraid he really couldn't avoid Zhang Renjie's methods.
"Just listen to his boast. It's obviously the third son of the Zhang family who is seeking his life. But I've heard that all those who died were old servants of the Zhang family." There was a slightly younger middle-aged man at another table. The man came over and said.
"You're the one who's just fooling around. My relative who was on duty told me that, so it's still a lie." The bearded middle-aged man retorted.
"Your relative who works as an errand is just a pawn in the yamen. How can he really be considered a high official? How credible can a pawn's words be?"
The bearded middle-aged man's face was obviously unhappy. Anyone else would certainly not be happy if he was trying to undermine him in front of so many people.
"What I say is true. Believe it or not, you will be held back if you don't believe it. That's the way it is." The bearded middle-aged man sighed, stood up, said something, and then left.
They didn't stand up to stop him from leaving. Anyway, everyone was listening to stories. As for whose story they were listening to, there were still several families left after one family left.
Daolin stood up with a smile, hugged his fists and left, not forgetting to pay himself before leaving.
After leaving the restaurant, Dolin followed the bearded middle-aged man.
"Eh...why are you following me?" The bearded middle-aged man was very surprised that Dolin was chasing him.
"Compared to the ghost's request for life, I think what you said is more truthful." Dorian said frankly.
"I'm just saying, there must be people who understand. It's nonsense that ghosts are asking for their lives in this world. Everyone just thinks it sounds better." The bearded middle-aged man was very happy that Dolin liked the stories he told.
Daolin nodded in agreement. In fact, no matter which one, it was nonsense. After all, he still had an army of hundreds of thousands of dead souls in his soul-locking talisman formation.
"Let's go, little brother, find a place with me to drink tea, and we'll continue chatting." Without any explanation, the bearded middle-aged man grabbed Daolin and left.
Turning around the corner, the bearded middle-aged man directly pulled Daolin into a Fulai Tea House.
As soon as he entered the door, the teahouse manager started laughing.
"Why, Brother Wang is here to pay back the tea money today?"
The bearded man smiled and cursed, and said that he would owe it now and settle it at the end of the month.
"Yeah, the same as before?" The shopkeeper smiled and nodded, as usual, he didn't really care about tea money.
"We're going upstairs, hurry up." The bearded man nodded and took Dolin directly to the second floor.
Entering a single room by the window, the bearded man asked Dolin to sit down.
"Little brother, we two hit it off immediately. It was crowded and noisy just now, but now it's quiet. I wonder what your last name is, little brother?" The bearded man asked Dolin after he motioned for him to sit down.
"My little brother, your surname is Tao, the Tao of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth." Daolin replied with a smile.
"Tao? Imperial Capital Taoist?" The bearded man suddenly asked.
His question confuses Daolin. This Taoist school may be somewhat famous in the imperial capital, but it is certainly not famous in the southern region. Why do ordinary people in the market know about Taoist school?
"Same clan but different clans..." Daolin waved his hand and said.
"Disrespect, disrespect..." The bearded man nodded.
"Uncle Wang, how much do you know about this family?" Dolin asked.
"What do you think about this..." Halfway through his words, the door was knocked, and the bearded man's words were interrupted.
The person who opened the door was the teahouse manager. He walked in with a tea tray. In addition to tea, there were some cakes in the tea tray.
"You guys continue chatting, I'll go down and greet the other guests first." Putting down the tea tray, the shopkeeper said something and left.
"This shopkeeper is a good man. My mother-in-law has all the money in her hands. I don't have to force you to get a few teas on credit." The bearded man said with a smile.
Dorian picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for the bearded man.
The bearded man nodded at the table to express his gratitude, and then started chatting.
"This family is in dire straits right now. Everyone in this family is in panic. To put it bluntly, there is an invisible murderous knife hanging over this family's head. As long as one is not careful, the knife will be It fell on the neck." As the bearded man said, he raised his hand as if he had scratched his neck with a knife.
