This Wu Zhu is not the Wu Zhu who killed Yu Sheng, but his body shape is similar, both are so fat.
This is rare in the wilderness, perhaps only seen in Wu Zhu.
Just as Bai Gaoxing said, Wu Zhu is now in the ghost-catching business, which is profitable.
Behind Wu Zhu, two servants had dark faces and a snake mark appeared on their foreheads, which looked like flames.
Bai Gaoxing understood that these two were slaves.
In Yangzhou City, servants and slaves are different.
Many people in Yangzhou City who committed themselves to slavery only signed a contract, unlike cattle and sheep that were slaughtered by their masters.
As for the slaves sold from other cities, the slave owners will plant poison in them, and the power of life and death lies entirely in the hands of the slave owners and their masters.
Wu Zhu stepped into the inn, and before he could speak, the little old man took the lead and said, "The inn is closed."
Wu Zhu remembered the little old man and smiled, "Hehehe, you are a ghost-hunting master with little ability, but you are still a little chicken."
"That's because I didn't bring a ghost-hunting weapon, otherwise you would have beaten me to it." The little old man jumped angrily.
Wu Zhu ignored him and said to the servant behind him: "Go and invite Li Zheng from the town."
After the servant left, Wu Zhu sat on his seat and was slightly startled when he saw the little white fox and old man Hu eating dumplings.
At first glance, this little white fox had already developed its intelligence. Wu Zhu could not have imagined that this old man would still be interested in raising a fox slave despite his age.
Maybe they are also sold in the city.
"Hey, old man, are you selling your fox?" Wu Zhu asked Old Man Hu, who was about to speak quietly.
"I'll sell your mother." Old Man Hu yelled.
"Hey, how much do you pay?" Wu Zhu asked back, leaving Old Man Hu speechless.
Seeing that Old Man Hu was stunned, Wu Zhu sneered and said: "Old man, you are already very old. You can't wait for this fox slave anymore, so you might as well get a good price and buy it for yourself."
When an old man meets an old man, it is easy for him to share the same hatred.
The little old man said: "A gift to your mother. This fox belongs to our inn."
"From the inn? That's easy to say." Wu Zhu smiled proudly, looking at the little white fox with a lustful look in his eyes.
Ye Zi said: "Not as good as an animal."
Wu Zhu heard this and turned around and asked him: "Hey, you are an upright man, so I can't do as well as you."
"He's calling you a beast." Yu Sheng came down from the wooden ladder, followed by Bai Gaoxing who invited him.
"I know, I don't need you to stress." Ye Zi rolled his eyelids and felt that he had met his pig teammates.
"You should be happy that he called you a beast, because in Yangzhou City, anyone who is worse than a beast is regarded as a witch," Yu Sheng said.
Wu Zhu looked at Yu Sheng, "How many people want to be Wu Zhu but fail to do so? Boy, be careful that trouble comes from your mouth."
Without waiting for Yu Sheng's reply, Wu Zhu said: "I'm not here to quarrel with you. First I'll serve you a jar of Qinmu wine, and then I'll have a bowl of Bahuang Liuhe I'm the Only One Porridge."
"The inn is closed." Yu Sheng said.
"Pa", the servant behind Wu Zhu took a photo of a string of copper coins, which was no less than five or six coins by visual inspection.
"Who said the inn is closed and it has just opened?" Yu Sheng said righteously: "You go and serve porridge and get wine."
Bai Gaoxing pulled him and whispered: "Shopkeeper, this guy is not good. It's best to drive him away quickly."
"You are a bastard if you don't make money." Yu Sheng said, "It doesn't matter whether he is good or not, now we have a backer."
After saying this, Yu Sheng went to get the money from the table, but was stopped by Wu Zhu, "Don't be anxious, there is no reason to pay the bill first."
As soon as Ye Zigao brought the porridge, Li Zheng was invited by Wu Zhu's servant.
"Master Gui is here. We didn't come far to welcome you, so please forgive me." Li Zheng handed over to Wu Zhu.
Wu Zhu knows witchcraft, can heal people, and can communicate with ghosts and gods. Although the town is far away from Yangzhou City, he does not dare to offend Wu Zhu, so Li Zheng is very respectful.
"No need." Wu Zhu asked Li Zheng to sit across from him, "Li Zheng, where is the original witch doctor in our town?"
Li Zheng was startled. The witch doctor in the town had died a long time ago. Why was the witch doctor asking this now?
Although he was puzzled by the explanation, Li Zheng still said respectfully: "The witch accidentally poisoned himself to death when he was treating a mouse."
Wu Zhu drank a glass of wine, and it was just like the legend. There was a burst of spiritual power in this ash wood wine.
"Has the culprit been caught?" Wu Zhu said calmly while drinking.
Everyone present was shocked by these words. After being stunned for a while, Li Zheng said carefully: "This medicine for mice was prepared by the witch doctor himself."
Wu Zhu took a sip of the porridge, and his eyes glowed again. He chirped and said, "If there were no mice, how could he have drugged himself to death?"
"Uh, no." Li Zheng said.
"Here, the culprit is still the rat. Have you caught him?" Wu Zhu said.
"This, this..." Li Zheng was speechless for a moment and didn't even know how to refute this witch wish.
Wu Zhu continued: "Do you know why all the witch doctors in the city didn't come to the town when they heard about it?"
Li Zheng shook his head, and Wu Zhu said: "Just because you allowed the culprit to go unpunished, the Wuyuan has sealed off your town."
"Don't talk about witch doctors. You won't be able to invite Wu Zhu anymore." Wu Zhu said.
Now we are a little panicked. If the town is blocked by the witch academy, what will happen if there are evil spirits causing trouble in the future?
Wu Zhu said: "Don't worry, you just need to catch a mouse and raise some money. I will go back and help you sort it out, and this matter will be solved."
Yu Sheng said: "You are too ridiculous. Just because of a mouse, the witch academy will not care about our town."
Wu Zhu said seriously: "This is not just a mouse. Just imagine, a witch doctor was killed by a mouse. Wouldn't it make people laugh if word spread?"
"This is a matter of face for the witch academy." He patted his cheek, "You have to know that as long as it has to do with face, it is no small matter for the witch academy."
"It's really shameful to have someone like you in the witch academy." Yu Sheng said.
Wu Zhu sneered, "Don't use your words, let's talk about your problem now."
"The witch doctor thing is just incidental. I came here mainly because of the witch doctor thing." He looked at Yu Sheng meaningfully.
"Wuzhu?" Li was looking at Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng pretended to be confused, "What Wu Zhu? Do you mean the witch Zhu who was captured by Jin Yiwei?"
Wu Zhu looked at Yu Sheng with a dead smile, "You know in your heart, Shopkeeper Yu, I won't come to you if you are not sure."
"What's going on?" Li Zheng asked Yu Sheng.
Wu Zhu said: "There's nothing wrong with you, just go and raise some money."
Yu Sheng said: "Don't believe him, we don't even bother to pay attention to the witch academy that competes with rats."
"Little shopkeeper, don't you want to solve this matter easily? You know, you are not just a mouse. If the witch academy finds out, you will be killed."
"Why can't I understand what you are talking about?" Yu Sheng pretended to be dumbfounded.
"Humph." Wu Zhu shook the umbrella in his hand and opened it with a "swish".
Under the umbrella, green smoke that could only be seen by Yu Sheng emerged, and a familiar face emerged from the smoke.
This ghost was no one else, but the long-haired ghost who had been let go by Yu Sheng. He had been to Julong City, was trapped by Qiongqi, and had lived and died with his wife for ten years.
When he returned to Yangzhou City, his wife turned into a lonely ghost and cooked a meal for him, and then there was no news from her.
This long-haired ghost exists in the world just to find his wife.
"Shopkeeper Yu, I..." As soon as Long Hair's nonsense came out, Wu Zhu closed the oil-paper umbrella with a "snap".
"I know you can see ghosts." Wu Zhu said, "He did everything."
The little old man sniffed gently at the side, "That's the ghost. It's the long-haired ghost that the female ghost asked me to find." He said happily.