Mr. Bamboo, let's get down to business first…"
Seeing that Zhu Yin's expression was still gloomy, Kuang Tianyou hurriedly came out to smooth things over.
"Let's put that matter aside for now. Let's talk about the two of you first. How did a Taoist priest become friends with a zombie?”
Zhu Yin looked at the two people in front of her playfully.
" It's like this. Sixty years ago, Fu Sheng and I were bitten by the Zombie King General and turned into zombies. At that time, it was a war. Fu Sheng and I were secretly drinking the blood of the dead on the battlefield. In the end, we met Uncle Qiu..."
Kuang Tianyou stopped and looked at Uncle Qiu apologetically.
"Let me tell you! When I was young, I wanted to be like the ancestors of Maoshan Mountain, killing demons and eliminating devils. I wanted to destroy the souls of ghosts when I saw them, and I wanted to beat them up until they could never reincarnate. However, he did not know that there were good ghosts and zombies that did not suck the blood of living people. My wife and children are dead…"
Saying this, Uncle Qiu looked at Zhu Yin with a desolate expression.
"Alright! Alright! I know, he was the one who chopped off your leg.”
Zhu Yin forcefully interrupted Uncle Qiu and pointed at Kuang Tianyou. Zhu Yin didn't want to hear the melodramatic story between them anymore.
"Mr. Zhu, how did you know about my leg?”
Uncle Qiu was stunned for a moment. He had never told Zhu Yin about the story between him and Kuang Tianyou.
"I guessed! Let me see your leg.”
Zhu Yin ignored Uncle Qiu. He didn't like others being rude to him, and he wouldn't deliberately make things difficult for others.
Uncle Qiu sat on the chair in fear and stretched out his injured foot.
Zhu Yin stretched out her right hand and brushed it across Uncle Qiu's wound. A yellow light flashed, and Uncle Qiu could clearly feel a warm current suddenly surge out from his crippled leg.
"Alright, now try to see if you can walk normally.”
Zhu Yin withdrew her right hand as if nothing had happened.
Uncle Qiu stood up and took two steps forward.
Uncle Qiu was stunned when he left.
"How is this possible…"
God Prayer still had a look of disbelief on his face, and then he took two more tentative steps forward.
With this departure, Uncle Qiu was certain that Zhu Yin had cured his crippled leg.
Without any hesitation, Uncle Qiu turned around and was about to kneel down in front of Zhu Yin.
Zhu Yin pointed with a single hand, and Uncle Qiu's entire body stiffened, unable to move.
"I won't forget Mister Zhu's great kindness!”
Seeing that kneeling was not possible, Uncle Qiu's eyes turned red as he bowed deeply towards Zhu Yin.
"Your matter has been resolved. Now, let's talk about you.”
Zhu Yin's gaze landed on Kuang Tianyou.
"Me?"
Kuang Tianyou looked at Zhu Yin in confusion.
"You're a zombie who doesn't drink blood. You often drink expired blood plasma from the hospital. Even if I revive, I'll still mess around with you!"
In Zhu Yin's mind, zombies should suck blood.
"Revival and I don't want to harm anyone else. It's fine that I've become like this. I've been waiting for the person who can free me to appear.”
Kuang Tianyou sighed heavily, his gaze fixed on Zhu Yin. He hoped that Zhu Yin was the person who could free him.
"Don't look at me like that. I don't want to kill you, at least not now.”
Zhu Yin waved her hand and said impatiently.
"Alright! Alright! Let's not talk so much. First, tell me why you're here today.”
Uncle Qiu's foot was healed, and his mood also improved.
"The corpses have a very strong corpse aura. It doesn't feel like they just died.”
Kuang Tianyou adjusted his glasses and looked at Uncle Qiu in confusion.
"According to what you said, there is only one possibility. The murderer is a corpse that has been dead for a long time. I suspect that this corpse has suffered a drop of blood.”
After pondering for a while, Uncle Qiu said.
"Who did the deceased come into contact with when he was alive?”
At this moment, Zhu Yin asked.
"They all came into contact with Luo Kaiping. Zhang Meiqian stole Luo Kaiping's clothes. Pipi also came into contact with Luo Kaiping downstairs before he died.”
Kuang Tianyou recalled for a moment and told him what he knew.
"Uncle Qiu, I want a bottle of high-grade black dog blood. Also, I can't let Ma Xiaoling know about what happened today.”
After Zhu Yin finished speaking, she looked at Uncle Qiu.
Uncle Qiu nodded, then went to get the black dog's blood for Zhu Yin.
The three of them didn't say anything else. After Zhu Yin received the black dog's blood, she returned to Jia Jia Building.
The elevator reached the fourth floor. Zhu Yin walked to Luo Kaiping's door and knocked on it.
"Hello, it's so late. What's the matter?”
Luo Kaiping asked from the door.
"I heard from Jiajia that Brother Ping's clothes making skills are the best around here, so I want to ask Brother Ping to help me make a set of clothes.”
Zhu Yin said with a smile.
"In that case…please come in. Actually, my cooking isn't as good as they say. It's just that we're neighbors, so we often take care of my business.”
Luo Kaiping smiled and opened the door to invite Zhu Yin into the room.
"Have a seat first. I'll get you a glass of water.”
Luo Kaiping turned around and walked toward the kitchen.
Seeing that Luo Kaiping had left, Zhu Yin picked up the sewing pin on the table and held it in her hand, releasing a little of her own dragon energy into the room.
"Mr. Zhu, please have some water."
Luo Kaiping brought Zhu Yin a glass of water.
Zhu Yin had just taken the water when she heard a voice that was neither human nor ghost coming from the room." Ah Ping, I told you before, don't bring any shady people into the house.”
An old face appeared through the crack of the door. His eyes were sunken and had thick dark circles under them. Most importantly, there were livor mortis on his face. This was something that only a dead person would have.
"Mom, Mr. Zhu came to find me to make clothes.”
Ah Ping hurriedly explained.
"Get lost! Don't come looking for Ping again. We don't welcome people like you here!”
Nanny Ping suddenly said sternly.
Seeing that Nanny Ping had appeared, Zhu Yin flicked the pin with two fingers. The pin shot towards Nanny Ping and instantly sank into her forehead, leaving only a shallow needle hole.
"Mr. Zhu, I'm sorry…My mother is like this. It seems that I can't measure your body today.”
Luo Kaiping looked at Zhu Yin apologetically, feeling very awkward.
"It's okay. In that case, I'll have to come to you next time.”
Zhu Yin's goal had been achieved, so there was no need to stay any longer, so she followed Ping Ma's wishes and left.
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