Global Game: Get Chaos Eucharist at the start

“Is it because you can’t kill the plot monster this time, so the system directly rewards the plot points?”

Hearing the prompt sound of the system, Zhang Shaoyang froze and subconsciously looked up at the middle-aged man who was busy in the stall.

Name: Old Man Chen

Level: Level 10 Wandering Soul (Spirit Ghost)

Blood volume: 80/80

Yin: 80/80

Skill: None

Introduction: This is a poor ghost, because he killed someone, he was beheaded by the Maoshan Town Patrol, maybe you can do something for him.

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Shaoyang did not act rashly, but opened the plug on the wine altar and poured himself a bowl of wine.

As he just said, this wine is a fine daughter red, sweet in the mouth and long aftertaste.

A blaze of incense, half an hour, an hour…

Two hours later, only Zhang Shaoyang was left on the tea stall.

“Guest officer, it’s late at night, drink a bowl of broth to warm your stomach…” At this time, Old Man Chen came out, holding a steaming bowl of beef soup in his hand.

“Does it hurt?” Putting the broth on the table, Zhang Shaoyang did not move.

“What do you mean by that, sir?.” Hearing Zhang Shaoyang’s words, Old Man Chen froze and immediately said.

“Did I say it hurts to cut my head?” Zhang Shaoyang’s tone was a little heavier.

For this plot of the soul ferry, Zhang Shaoyang naturally knows, but because the game world has fine-tuned this plot, Old Man Chen’s identity has also changed from a noodle shop owner to a tea stall owner.

Zhang Shaoyang was a little uncertain about how far he had to achieve the requirements of the task to “change the fate of Old Man Chen’s father and daughter”, so he could only make a temptation.

“A little, but when I think that the girl will be out of the cabinet tomorrow, I don’t feel pain.”

Old Man Chen’s stiff expression quickly eased and said with a smile.

“You’re like a good guy.” Zhang Shaoyang poured himself another bowl of wine and took a sip.

“I’m a good person, a good guy who is honest.” Hearing Zhang Shaoyang’s words, Old Man Chen’s expression became a little excited.

“But you killed someone.” Zhang Shaoyang put down the bowl and looked at Old Man Chen fixedly.

He was curious about how much grievance it had made Heavenly Dao actually have “pity” on a murderer.

“They forced me, they want to give my girlfriend to Shi Shaojian…”

“My girlfriend has followed me for so many years, and she hasn’t had a good day…”

“It’s hard to survive, it’s going to be out of the cabinet, how can I let her be harmed by Shi Shaojian’s beast.”

“So, I killed them this morning…” Taking a deep breath, Old Man Chen’s expression gradually calmed down.

“Maoshan that Shi Shaojian?”

“Boss, with all due respect, it stands to reason that if the children of mortals marry Maoshan disciples, they should be blessed…”

Zhang Shaoyang’s heart moved, and he continued to probing.

Although he knew what virtues Shi Jian’s father and son had, ordinary people did not.

In this world where demons and demons are rampant, the status of cultivators is like the aristocracy of feudal society, far higher than that of rich merchants and gentry.

In the eyes of people who do not know the inside, the daughter of a small common people’s family is not to say that she is married to a cultivator, or she is a messenger maid with the cultivator, which can be regarded as climbing a high branch.

Unless…

“Bah, others don’t know, I don’t know yet? Those father and son are beasts, and poultry and beasts are not as good as…”

“Lao Wu’s daughter next door was brought back to Yizhuang by Shi Shaojian’s dog leg half a month ago… Within three days, the person disappeared…”

“Yizhuang claimed to the outside world that the girl ran away from Yizhuang herself, and she also wanted Lao Wu to return the dowry…”

“Bah, it was obviously a robbery of people’s daughters at the beginning, why did their Shi family father and son give any dowry?”

“Poor old Wu, not only do you want the white-haired person to send the black-haired person, but you also want to spend your family to make up some dowry for the father and son of the Shi family…”

Speaking of this, Old Man Chen’s originally pure soul body actually had a trace of anger, and it seemed that he might turn into a powerful ghost at any time.

This shows how angry he really is.

“Calm down!” Seeing this, Zhang Shaoyang frowned slightly and drank low.

The next moment, a light blue meditation talisman flashed in the air, submerged into Old Man Chen’s body, and dispelled the lingering aura on the soul body.

“Lord Xie!” The anger was dispelled, and Old Man Chen’s mood gradually returned to calm.

“Listening to what you mean, it seems to know where Lao Wu’s girlfriend went?” Shaking his head noncommittally, Zhang Shaoyang’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“Sir, you know, we who set up stalls are just making a hard money…”

“That morning, I went to Lao Wang’s house in the suburbs to eat beef, and I happened to meet a few subordinates from Yizhuang who were sneakily throwing things into the river…”

“After they left, I went over to check, this group of heavenly killers, that girl is only 17 years old, how can they endure…” Saying this, Old Man Chen’s emotions became a little excited, and his voice was as harsh as the blood of a cuckoo.

“So, when those doglegs of Shi Shaojian robbed your girlfriend, you killed them while they weren’t paying attention?”

After drinking the daughter red in the bowl, he let out a long breath of turbid breath, and the depression in Zhang Shaoyang’s heart weakened slightly.

“Yes, I killed them, two people, cut their necks with a razor…”

“This afternoon, the patrol came to the door and cut off my head…”

“But I don’t regret it, that Shi Jian father and son seem to be afraid of making a big deal and being detected by the other Daoists of Maoshan, and they are not sending someone to rob my daughter…”

“My girlfriend can leave the cabinet tomorrow with peace of mind…”

“By the way, this is the 50 oceans I saved, Lord Oniya, I know I may not see my daughter out of the cabinet, but can you please help me give these 50 oceans to my daughter.”

“My daughter’s physique is weak and she can’t serve her in-laws, so I have to prepare some dowry, but I can’t let her suffer grievances at her in-laws’ house.”

Old Man Chen seemed to regard Zhang Shaoyang as a ghost, and as he spoke, he trembled and took out a large handful of copper coins from his pocket in front of him.

The copper money is dirty, and there is even some oil on it.

But Zhang Shaoyang felt that this should be the cleanest money in the world.

For some reason, his eyes turned a little red.

With a wave of his big hand, he collected the copper money in Old Man Chen’s hand into his carry-on warehouse, and did not exchange it into a cold ocean balance.

Zhang Shaoyang stood up, picked up the remaining half of the altar daughter red, raised his head and drank.

“Old man Chen, this drink, count you for inviting me.”

“Your business, I Zhang Shaoyang took it.”

Things have come to this point, how can Zhang Shaoyang not know the old man’s obsession and wishes?

Taking a step back, even if you are not born for the plot task, when you encounter this kind of thing, how can you ignore it when Zhang Shaoyang himself is capable.

The reason why the old man asked for this drink was just that he didn’t want the other party to owe him cause and effect.

(Dear brothers, cough, when I wrote this, my emotions were slightly out of control, and the author’s pen power was limited, I don’t know if it was what you brothers wanted.) ）