"Hehe, since Yu'er is already cooking, let's not go out to eat and just stay at home." Zheng Wenjie heated the water in the teapot with his hands, made a cup of tea for Shen Cihang and said.

Shen Cihang blinked his eyes, thinking of the one or two times he had encountered ghost food, those lively rot insects, the centipedes and mantises with bared fangs and claws, and his fat body shuddered.

"This senior, I don't think I'm very hungry."

Zheng Wenjie didn't react at all, he just looked at Shen Cihang expressionlessly: "I can see that you are very hungry, and it's only been a few years since we last met, and you've become so fat. I know how hard your life must be."

"Yu'er really welcomes you as a guest and even cooks for you personally. Shouldn't you finish all the food on the table out of gratitude?"

Shen Cihang opened his eyes wide and looked at Zheng Wenjie's threatening look, and couldn't help but reach out to wipe the corners of his eyes.

Ever since he escaped death on Hook Snake Island last time, his only hobby besides practicing was eating delicious food. The offerings paid by the Sun Group were all used on delicious food, except for those used for practicing.

He didn't expect that today, his spoiled appetite wanted to eat these foods, and he just felt that his stomach was rebelling.

"What Yu'er just said was about learning to cook from the hostess, right?"

Zheng Wenjie looked through the wall screen, looking at the several plates of five poisonous insects on the long table in the kitchen, and nodded calmly: "My wife is a good cook. If Yu'er doesn't act on her own, there will be absolutely no problem."

Shen Cihang's expression looked a little better. Gong Ruomei usually looked like a good wife and mother. Although she was a little cold, she was still very trustworthy.

Until he saw several plates of colorful things on the dining table, Shen Cihang's expression was out of control.

"I've tasted it, it's delicious." Yu'er said sinisterly.

Zheng Wenjie calmly took off the blood talisman from the silverware and filled a bowl with blood. After he sat down, he looked at Shen Cihang and said, "What are you in a daze about? Hurry up and sit down. You can't waste the food that Yu'er worked so hard to make."

Shen Cihang's body was stiff, and he slowly sat down, looking at the green gruel and the plump worms that were vaguely visible. He swallowed his saliva, raised his head and looked at Zheng Wenjie: "Senior, let's eat together, Yu'er...you've worked so hard."

Zheng Wenjie turned his head and looked at Yu'er who was sitting next to him. Looking at Yu'er's dark pupils without a trace of white, he calmly picked up the bowl.

After taking a sip of blood, he looked up at Shen Cihang and said, "You know I'm a zombie, and zombies drink blood."

“…That’s not what you said just now.” Shen Cihang said bitterly, and saw Yu’er’s dark eyes no longer looking at Zheng Wenjie but staring at him instead.

Feeling the negative energy around him growing heavier, Shen Cihang picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands and barely picked up a dark red fried centipede. Looking at the zombie and the nine-life resentful infant in front of him, both of whom he could not afford to offend, he made up his mind, closed his eyes, and put the centipede into his mouth.

Shen Cihang blinked his eyes and slowly began to chew the food in his mouth. The taste was crisp and dry, which felt pretty good.

"I hope you like it. It's almost noon and I'm going to bed. Bye." Yu'er said and disappeared into the basement.

"Senior, this is not my illusion. It feels really good." Shen Cihang picked up another centipede and put it into his mouth, with a smile on his face.

Zheng Wenjie felt that Shen Cihang had been scared to death. He looked at him with pity and decisively went back to the living room.

Not long after, Tang Xue returned to the living room with brisk steps. Zheng Wenjie looked at her strangely: "Why are you back so early?"

"Miss, I'm not the only secretary you have. Didn't you ask me to deliver a computer to Fu Sheng? I came to ask you if you want to go with me." Tang Xue said as she listened to the noise coming from the kitchen. Her eyebrows jumped and she left Zheng Wenjie who was slumped on the sofa.

After a while, Shen Cihang followed Tang Xue back to the living room with an embarrassed look on his face. Zheng Wenjie looked at him and asked slowly, "Have you finished eating?"

Shen Cihang coughed twice and nodded gently: "This... I really didn't expect it. Well, it has a unique flavor and is very different from the delicacies I usually eat."

Tang Xue took two steps away from Shen Cihang, glanced at him with disdain and said to Zheng Wenjie, "Master, are you going or not? If not, I will go alone."

Zheng Wenjie waved his hand: "Why don't you just find two people to send him off? Why do you have to go there in person?"

"I thought you wanted me to deliver it myself, so I can just ask the computer manufacturer to deliver it. They changed their address last night. If I hadn't asked someone to confirm it this morning, I would have made this trip in vain." Tang Xue said as she sat next to Zheng Wenjie.

"Since they don't want to have too much contact with us, we don't need to worry about it. But where is their new home?"

"Jia Jia Building."

Zheng Wenjie was stunned and clapped his hands: "Let's go, let's go together."

"Oh? Aren't you going?"

"Since we are free anyway, why not go and take a look?" Zheng Wenjie twisted his neck and said. There were many people in Jiajia Building who didn't know him but he knew.

Tang Xue nodded indifferently: "Then let's go."

After leaving the villa, Zheng Wenjie looked at Shen Cihang who had been following him: "Cihang, go and do your own thing. I'm going to meet an old friend. You don't have to follow me."

Shen Cihang smiled like Maitreya Buddha and said, "Senior, I am the bishop of the Sun God Cult, and you are the messenger of God, so of course I have to follow you."

Zheng Wenjie smiled and patted Shen Cihang on the shoulder: "Okay, then you can go with us. But Cihang, you don't have to hide anything when you talk to me. I already treat you as my own. If you have anything you want to ask, just tell me when you get back."

Shen Cihang was even happier and nodded repeatedly: "I understand, Divine Envoy, I will have to trouble you later."

Zheng Wenjie smiled, shook his head and got in the car.

Tang Xue held the steering wheel with one hand, holding a car phone that was bigger than her hand, and arranging people to go to the computer manufacturer to pick up goods.

Arriving at Jiajia Building, Tang Xue found a place to park the car and asked, "Should we wait for the computer to arrive, or go up first?"

"Let's get in first. There's nothing good to sit in the car. Let's go." Zheng Wenjie said and got out of the car. Shen Cihang in the back seat also got out.

Tang Xue curled her lips and said to herself: "My new car is so expensive, how can it be difficult to sit in it? It obviously becomes more and more comfortable the more you sit in it." Zheng Wenjie took Shen Cihang and Tang Xue into Jiajia Building. He saw the old security guard in the lobby on the first floor reading a newspaper leisurely. Zheng Wenjie walked up and knocked on the table.

"This is your first time here, right? Who are you looking for?"

"Looking for Kuang Tianyou and his family. They moved here last night. I'm here to deliver something to them. Someone will be bringing it over soon. Please ask them to bring it in. By the way, which floor are they on?"

"I heard from Jia Jia, wait a minute, he hasn't left his phone number yet, I'll call the landlord and ask her to come down and take a look, what name did you see?"

Zheng Wenjie waited very patiently, not in a hurry at all. Tang Xue, on the other hand, kept pinching her hands and holding Zheng Wenjie's sports jacket, looking left and right: "This coat doesn't look good. Let's go buy a few more later."

As Zheng Wenjie responded, there was a noise coming from the stairwell. Zheng Wenjie turned his head and saw Aunt Jia Jia, who looked exactly the same as he remembered, coming out.

Jia Jia looked at Zheng Wenjie and the other two. The more she looked, the more she felt that Shen Cihang looked very familiar. She pointed at him for a long time, mumbling but unable to say a name. She then slapped her forehead with her outstretched hand and said, "Bishop!"

Shen Cihang took two steps forward cheerfully: "I remember you. You came to me to calculate your daughter's marriage fate."

"Yes, yes, yes! That's right. Oh, I didn't expect to see the bishop here." Jia Jia smiled excitedly, "The bishop is here to look for Kuang Tianyou, I already knew it just now. He is delivering something. I didn't expect Kuang Tianyou to know the bishop. If I had known, I would have charged them less rent."

"Jia Jia, what are you talking about? What do you mean by charging less rent?" Mrs. Jin's voice came from the stairwell.

Jia Jia smiled awkwardly as she looked at Mrs. Jin and Jin Zhengzhong who came out: "Sister Jin, what a coincidence."

Mrs. Jin's face looked a little unhappy. Jia Jia said that the Black Tortoise Boy was spiritual every day, but she never mentioned reducing the rent for her family.

"Of course it's a coincidence. How come the Sun God Church came to Jiajia Building? Jiajia, this is also the dojo of our Xuanwu Boy. Why do you let these irrelevant people come here casually?"

"Mom, please say less. These scammers are just trying to make a living by cheating people everywhere. There is no need to do this." Jin Zhengzhong looked up at the sky and said to his mother, but his voice was so loud that it could be heard on the second floor.

"Son, you are too kind-hearted. These scammers are really bad. They cheat the sincere people everywhere."

Jiajia's face looked a little ugly. Of course she knew why Sister Jin said that, but when things came to this point, how could she smooth things over?

Shen Cihang was not emotional at all, watching all this with a smile. On the contrary, Tang Xue sneered and stood up, shouting in a cold voice: "Xuanwu Tongzi's dojo? You dare to say that my Sun God Cult is a liar, do you want to die!"

"Xiaoxue!" Zheng Wenjie frowned and shouted, taking two steps forward and pinching Tang Xue's nose. After she let go and cried out, he twisted her nose a few times before scolding her, "How can you talk like that? You're always trying to kill yourself."

Tang Xue raised her head and rubbed her nose, looking at Zheng Wenjie with an unconvinced face: "Who told them to say we are liars? When you were not around, I was the one in charge of the Sun God Cult. They were like my children. If they dare to say that, I will take their lives!"

Zheng Wenjie stretched out his hand with a headache and covered Tang Xue's face. He smiled apologetically at Jia Jia and said, "This child has been spoiled by my wife since he was a child. I'm really sorry."

Jia Jia smiled awkwardly, looking at Tang Xue and then at Zheng Wenjie, thinking they were brother and sister, but what was he talking about? He has been spoiled by his wife since he was a child. This young man is only in his early twenties, how old should his wife be?

"Oh, you are here to kill us! Such a young girl is so rude. No wonder your Sun God Cult even deceived the elderly and widowed people. It turns out that the one in charge is a flying girl!" Sister Jin was not scared at all. Instead, she shouted even more unscrupulously with her hands on her hips.

Zheng Wenjie could feel Tang Xue's teeth clenched tightly under his palm. Looking at Sister Jin with pity, Zheng Wenjie let go of his hand.

Xiaoxue gritted her teeth, memorized the faces of Sister Jin and her son, turned her head, leaned behind Zheng Wenjie and stopped talking.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. It's fate that we meet. Sister Jin, you guys are going to buy groceries, right? Go quickly, go quickly." Jia Jia said with a wry smile, then turned to Zheng Wenjie and said, "I've already knocked on Mr. Kuang's door, but they're not at home. Come back later."

"Why are you buying vegetables? Our Xuanwu boy is going to summon someone's soul today. Oh, how pitiful! The family only had this one son, and he's gone just like that!"

Sister Jin sighed with compassion, "We, Xuanwu Boy, felt sorry for this family, so we decided to help them see their son again even if it meant sacrificing our lifespan in this life."

"Oh, Mom, why are you saying all this? This is a good deed. I am willing to endure any suffering." Jin Zhengzhong pulled his mother and said seriously.

Sister Jin looked so moved that she was about to cry. She touched Jin Zhengzhong's face and said in a sobbing voice, "Son, although you are the reincarnation of the Black Tortoise Boy, you are also the reincarnation in my belly, and you are also my son. Although I can't stop you, I sincerely hope that those disasters will be borne by me."

Zheng Wenjie almost laughed when he saw the two acting, but he turned his head away and didn't want to watch anymore. He had never seen Tang Xue get angry before, and now she was still gritting her teeth. She was very angry this time, so Xuanwu Boy could only wish for good luck.

Shen Cihang, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, came out and said cheerfully, "In that case, would you mind letting me see how Xuanwu Boy summons souls?"

Jin Zhengzhong didn't say anything. Sister Jin stepped forward and stood in front of Shen Cihang, looking up and saying, "What else do you want from the Sun God Cult? Please be kind. He has lost his only son. What else are you trying to deceive?"

"Our Xuanwu boy has real skills and doesn't want anything from their family. I just don't want to see them still immersed in grief, so I have to endure the future disaster to summon their souls."

Shen Cihang's expression did not change at all as he said cheerfully, "I, no, I am also proficient in the art of summoning souls. After hearing what you said, I also want to try to help their family."

Zheng Wenjie shook his head and said, "Cihang, don't worry about it."

Shen Cihang turned around and looked at Zheng Wenjie, shook his head seriously and said, "Miss Tang is a member of the Sun God Cult, and so am I, Shen Cihang. If someone insults the cult, then they are also insulting me, so I can't just ignore it."

Zheng Wenjie was speechless. He turned to look at the expressionless Tang Xue, then looked at Shen Cihang who looked serious. He smiled helplessly and said, "Are you blaming me? They are just two mortals. Why should we care about what they say?"

Zheng Wenjie looked at the two people who were still staring at him and nodded: "I know, I know, I'll take care of it."

Seeing this, Shen Cihang nodded and retreated to Zheng Wenjie's side. Zheng Wenjie touched his chin and took two steps forward to stand in front of Sister Jin and her son: "How about this, since you say that my Sun God Cult is a liar, let's have a competition."

Sister Jin swallowed her saliva. Although Zheng Wenjie looked young, he was tall and strong. Standing in front of her was like a wall. She was in a dilemma.

Jin Zhengzhong supported Sister Jin's back and looked up at Zheng Wenjie: "I, Xuanwu Tongzi, have only done good deeds and accumulated virtues throughout my life. Why would I compare with you? It would only be a waste of my limited magical powers. It doesn't matter at all!"

Zheng Wenjie pinched his neck, looked at Jin Zhengzhong and smiled, saying: "You can't not compete in this competition. Remember that trouble comes from the mouth."

(End of this chapter)