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Chapter 212
"It's so hard to find."

Looking at the small bar surrounded by several bars in front of him, Qin Zhe sighed, good guy, this place is two districts away from Jiajia Building, and Qin Zhe finally found it by calling the police station.

When you walk into the bar, what you see is not the dazzling lights as imagined. Several slowly moving warm-colored big lights illuminate the hall, making people suddenly feel a sense of peace of mind.

What came to his ears was not deafening DJ dance music, but a gentle singing with a hint of melancholy, which made Qin Zhe suspect that the place he came to was not a bar, but a Shanghai nightclub in the 20s.

I don't know if it's because this bar is relatively remote. It's late at night, but there are not many customers in the bar, only sparse chatter.

Qin Zhe walked to the bar, sat on the chair and snapped his fingers. The proprietress who was wiping the cup turned to look at Qin Zhe.

"Is this the first time for the guest? It looks very unfamiliar." Ma Dingdang put down the cup in his hand and asked Qin Zhe.

"Yeah, it's the first time I come to the bar. There are so many people coming and going in the bar every day, and the boss can recognize him?" Qin Zhe put his hands on the bar and replied with a smile while propping his chin with one hand.

"The people who drink here are basically regular customers, and they all remember it after a long time. What do you want to drink?" Ma Dingdang returned with a smile.

"I don't know what kind of wine is the best here, but I heard that you have a kind of heart wine, which can remind people of some forgotten memories?" Qin Zhe looked to the left and right, and the guests at the bar at this time were one by one They were all lying on the table, with angry, sad, or happy smiles on their faces.

"Spirit wine? Okay, please wait a moment, guest." After finishing speaking, Ma Dingdong walked out of the bar, said something to the two girls sitting at the corner, and disappeared after turning a corner.

This wine was taught to Ma Dingdang by the previous bar owner. It is said that this wine was passed down by Guanyin. It can make people recall events or the most unforgettable people in their previous lives in their dreams. It is precisely because of this wine that Let this bar survive among so many bars.

"Sister, she's going to prepare the wine. You can just wait here." Two girls came over and sat on the chairs. One of them looked a little younger and dressed in a slightly unconventional style.

"Xiao Mi, how many times have I said, be polite to the guests, how many guests are you mad at?" Hearing what the little girl said, the older girl frowned, and then looked at Qin Zhe apologetically .

"I'm very sorry, Xiaomi, she is a little rebellious, I would like to apologize to you on her behalf."

"It's okay, is this your sister? She looks very lively." Qin Zhe didn't care either. It's normal for two cat demons who ate dragon balls to look down on humans.

It is said that every cat looks down on the shit shovel officer.

"Hmph." Hearing Qin Zhe's words, Xiao Mi got up and was about to say something, but was stared at by Da Mi, so she had to sit down obediently and snorted.

"Let you greet the guests, is that how you greet? Xiao Mi." At some point, Ma Dingdang had already returned, standing by the bar door, frowning and looking at Xiao Mi.

"Hmph, what's the big deal." Xiao Mi curled her lips, walked out of the bar, and sat back in the corner.

"Oh." Ma Dingdang sighed, without saying anything, put a small cup on the table, and said to Qin Zhe.

"This is heart wine."

"Is it such a small cup? It's the first time I've seen a white wine glass in a bar." Qin Zhe shook his head and said.

"Spirit wine is to remind people of dusty memories in dreams, such a small cup is enough."

Since Ma Dingdang opened this bar, she has sold countless spirit wines, and almost every customer said so when she saw this cup, but she had never met a person who drank spirit wine without pouring it.

Qin Zhe raised his brows, picked up the wine glass, shook it, poured it into his mouth without saying a word, a wave of drowsiness rushed towards Qin Zhe, and even a force rushed towards Qin Zhe's Niwan Palace, wanting to Explore Qin Zhe's memory.

"So this is the secret of heart wine?" Qin Zhe murmured, thinking it was something great, but it turns out it's just similar to sleeping pills. What really evokes people's memories is that it rushes straight towards the soul. The power to recall the most painful, happiest, or most unforgettable events.

However, this wine should have added the tears of the woman who was disturbed by love, so it will evoke the dusty love in those people's memory.

In life, there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things, but the ignorant love in youth without any selfish desires can persist all the way, and few of them make it to the end, leaving only regrets.

Then, at the most powerless age, you met the person you wanted to protect your whole life, and you also experienced all the hardships, but in the end, you couldn't get together due to various reasons, and so on.

And even though these memories have passed through the Naihe bridge, drank the Mengpo soup, washed away the soul, and turned back to the soul like a piece of white paper, there is still a trace of instinct left in it.

It's a pity that this thing is useless to Qin Zhe. With such weak power, even the most basic instinctive protection of the soul cannot be broken through. Even though Qin Zhe has let go of the protection of the mind, this power has dissipated in an instant.

"It seems that this wine is not suitable for me. Let's change it." Qin Zhe sighed and put the wine glass on the bar.

"Okay." Looking at Qin Zhe, who looked energetic and did not seem to be holding on at all, Ma Dingdang frowned and responded.

At this time, Tang Benjing stood on the side of the road with a face full of pain. The messenger of the gods he thought appeared, but the purpose of his appearance was not to turn himself into a zombie, but to kill himself.

Not a zombie yourself?Hahaha, it's ridiculous, 30 years, 30 years ago you told me that we are the same kind, people who have been abandoned by the world, but finally told me that I misunderstood myself.

It's ridiculous.

The strength in Domoto Jing's body seemed to be drained in an instant, and he fell to the ground, supporting his dream for 30 years, which turned out to be a joke.

'zila'

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground due to braking caused a sudden stop. A car stopped in front of Tang Benjing, and then the door opened, and Tang Benjing was dragged into the car.

"It's him, Huang Zi." The man sitting in the driver's seat said.

"It should be him, Tang Benjing." The person called Huang Zi replied, and then pinched Tang Benjing's mouth open, looking at the fake zombie teeth in his mouth, his face was full of doubts.

"No, according to the script, you should have turned into a zombie at this time. If you don't become a zombie, how can the script continue?"

"Why don't you come, Xu Fu."

"it is good."

A few minutes later, a man wearing a black cloak and a black top hat was thrown on a piece of grass.

(End of this chapter)