Chapter 37: Qingzhou Industry, Uninvited Yinsi Death Ghost

  Gazing afar at the city of Qingzhou, it seems like a sprawling massive creature. Countless red dust and smoke rise into the sky, and the clamor of sounds rushes towards me.

  This massive city gives Chen Jiu a feeling like it's a living thing, a vibrant and thriving metropolis.

  "Master, we've arrived at Qingzhou Prefecture!" The big man driving the carriage jumped down and said.

  Li Hui lifted the car curtain and looked at the constantly passing crowd. The familiar breath came rushing: "Finally back again".

  Looking at Chen Jiu's infatuated gaze, Li Hui smiled lightly and interrupted Chen Jiu's thoughts: "Let's part ways here, hoping to meet again at Qingyang Academy".

  Chen nodded: "See Mr. Gong off".

  As Li Hui's carriage slowly entered the city, Chen Jiu followed suit with a smile. To be honest, although they had been traveling by boat and carriage for a long time, Chen Jiu's spirit was still high. His expensive-looking clothes and majestic purple aura were impressive, but the gray-headed and dusty donkey he rode on somewhat lowered his image.

  The soldiers guarding the city did not dare to make things difficult for Chen Jiu, having been a soldier for so long and watching countless people come and go, they still had some discernment.

  Walking on the main street of Qingzhou Prefecture, Chen Jiu's eyes slightly turned: "Now we need to find an inn to stay in first, and then settle down".

  "Rising Sun Tavern, it's strange. Although it's in an excellent location, why are there no customers?" Chen Jiu looked at the tavern in front of him with great puzzlement.

  He walked slowly over, tied the donkey to a stake, and held the package in his hand: "Shopkeeper, why is there no one?"

  "Here comes, here comes, sir, please come in." A little boy who looked like he was seven or eight years old ran over and said with a bow.

  Looking at this little boy, Chen Jiu couldn't help but smile. This little boy was really adorable, with two small braids tied on his head, a rosy face and bright eyes, he was truly lovable.

  "Are you the young waiter of this wine shop?"

  "Hey, old man, you're absolutely right!" The child said with a flattering tone and reached out to grab Chen Jiu's package.

  Chen Jiuyi slightly shifted his body to let Tongzi's hand pass by: "No need for you to take it, you can't even lift it."

  Two people walked slowly inside, and the young boy shouted loudly: "Boss, guests have arrived!"

  A hoarse voice came from inside: "What are you yelling about, kid? How could this wine shop have customers coming in to play tricks on me? Be careful or I'll whip you."

  "I'm not kidding, there really is a customer."

  This time there was no refutation, but a burst of footsteps came, and Chen Jiu asked in puzzlement: "Why are there so few guests at your wine shop?"

  Tongzi Zhi raised his head and said under Chen Jiu's piercing gaze, "Our wine shop has been haunted, no guests dare to come."

  Chen Jiufurrowed his brow: "How is that possible? Under the bright sun, how can there be evil demons causing trouble? Moreover, Qingyang Academy is right in the state capital, what evil demon would dare to cause trouble here?"

  The little boy wiped the chair next to Chen Jiu clean, asked him to sit down, then leaned into his ear and said: "Our master accidentally broke the statue of Judge Bao, and now he's furious. Every day there are ox ghosts and snake spirits causing trouble. The monks or Confucians don't dare to get involved in the affairs of the underworld, so things have been stuck like this."

  Chen Jiu looked at Xiao Tongzi with a disbelieving expression: "The Judge wouldn't be so petty, would he? It's just a statue of a god, breaking it and rebuilding one is no big deal."

  The little boy's face turned red: "The most important thing is that I don't know who it was, but accidentally used dog blood to pollute the god statue. The judge was furious at once, although he didn't say anything about revenge, but those people below guessed the judge's intention and came to vent his anger."

  Chen Jiu suddenly flew into a rage, slamming his hand on the table: "How dare Yin Si'an be so arrogant, actually daring to directly interfere with human affairs like this, does he think my people are nobody?"

  The little boy hastily pulled Chen Jiu's sleeve: "Be careful what you say, be careful what you say, otherwise something big might happen."

  Chen Jiu sneered: "A mere little demon, what can you do to me?"

  The old man with a florid complexion walked up at this time and slapped the little boy on the back of his head: "What are you talking nonsense to the guest again, hurry up and bring the menu".

  This slap was really not light, and the little boy's eyes were filled with tears as he ran to the side to fetch a cookbook.

  "I've met the young master, this little one is an orphan I picked up, no father or mother, I raised her as my own granddaughter, I was too doting on her, it's actually causing trouble for you, sir."

  "Did you say she's a girl?" Chen Jiu exclaimed in surprise.

  To be honest, this young child is still very young, and Chen Jiu's inability to distinguish between male and female is also understandable.

  The old shopkeeper nodded: "Exactly."

  Chen Jiulang burst out laughing: "I'm not afraid of trouble, what that little guy said earlier was quite interesting, it's the first time I've heard someone bring up ghostly affairs with me."

  The old man's wrinkles deepened: "Young master, don't mention anything about ghosts and gods."

  The little boy brought over a menu, Chen Jiu flipped through it casually, then pointed at four dishes: "These four will do."

  The old shopkeeper wrote it down and went to the kitchen himself. Since that incident happened in the hotel, all the big chefs in the store had run away.

  The little boy clumsily carried over a wine jar the size of a human head, then said in a low voice: "I think you're a good person, this is the champion red that my grandfather has been hiding for more than 70 years. Today, you are indeed lucky."

  Chen Jiu looked at this little guy with a mischievous grin: "How did you manage to get your hands on the old wine that I've been treasuring for decades? I should spank you, you little rascal!"

  The little boy furrowed his brow: "Beat me, this wine shop can't even be opened, and no one dares to buy it. My grandfather doesn't drink this wine. When someone buys this wine shop in the future, they'll get a good deal. It's better to give it to you to drink, at least I feel comfortable."

  Chen Jiu didn't stand on ceremony either, took the wine jug, lightly tore open the cowhide paper, and a strong aroma of wine wafted out: "This is really good wine."

  The little boy looked at Chen Jiu with a proud and pleased expression.

  "My name is Chen Jiu, I am the nine of 123456789, also can be the wine for drinking"

  "My name is Fei Yan, flying here and there like a swallow, Yan of the swallow."

  Chen Jiu took a sip of wine and said: "Good name, in the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xie's hall flew into ordinary people's homes, good name, good name".

  Although Xiao Tongzi didn't understand poetry, he also felt that Chen Jiu's line "In the past, swallows in front of Wang Xie's hall flew into ordinary people's homes" was indeed very pleasant to hear.

  "The dish is ready." The old shopkeeper brought it over.

  "Not yet in the house, he praised: 'Good wine, really good wine, this fine wine has at least several decades of dust storage'".

  Chen Jiulang burst out laughing and looked at the old shopkeeper who had pushed open the door: "Old master has a good eye, this wine is indeed several decades old".

  "Alas, fine wine of several decades is hard to come by." The old shopkeeper placed the dishes one by one on the table, looking at the wine jar and muttered: "Why does this wine jar look so familiar?"

  Chen Jiuyu's mouth curled up slightly: "Indeed very familiar, this is the champion red hidden deep within the Zhang family."

  The old shopkeeper was taken aback by her words and then a bitter smile appeared on his face: "This little girl Fei Yan".

  Watching the old shopkeeper pull Fei Yan away, Chen Jiu didn't stop him. He gently poured a cup of fine wine and took a sip: "Good wine, it's really good wine."

  "Good wine is not for a short-lived ghost like you to enjoy. If you don't leave here soon, you might not even see tomorrow's sun, let alone enjoy this fine wine."

  Why is it always when others are having the most fun that someone comes to disturb them, just like this uninvited guest in front of me.

  A faint and eerie aura drifted over, unlike ordinary ghosts, this ghost had a hint of incense on its body.

  Chen Jiu did not raise his head, slowly savoring a mouthful of fine wine, then said faintly: "You are an uninvited guest, did I let you in?"

  "What did you say?" The ghostly figure seemed to have not heard Chen Jiu's words and was very surprised and indignant.

  "Since I've paid to take over this place, it's mine and I'm in charge until I leave. Who do you think you are, sneaking in without my permission? You're just a little brat who dares to threaten me and spout nonsense. I hate people like you who don't know their place. Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving."

  After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu put down his wine cup and looked at the illusory figure in front of him, a sharp light shot out from his eyes.