Yu Daohen nodded. The middle-aged man turned his head back, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away.
The middle-aged man had inadvertently glanced at the large backpack on Qiangzi’s back. Last time it was human trafficking, and this time it was drug trafficking. These two villains were so audacious.
If only he had the strength, he would definitely bring these two villains to justice.
Although the middle-aged man thought this, his foot did not ease up on the accelerator. A journey of an hour and a half was directly sped up to half an hour.
"Master, take me directly to that old street again," Yu Daohen said.
As soon as Yu Daohen said this, the middle-aged man became instantly nervous. Had he not killed him to silence him last time, and was he going to do it this time?
No wonder they were in his car; they had come prepared.
The middle-aged man's heart was pounding in his throat. It was just past nine o'clock in the evening, the perfect time for them to make their move.
The car arrived at the previous location. Yu Daohen saw that the driver had not driven any further, and without saying anything, he got out of the car with Qiangzi.
As soon as the two got out, before Yu Daohen could pay, the driver had already turned the car around and driven away in a hurry.
Yu Daohen was a little helpless. It seemed that he and Qiangzi had truly scared the driver to death last time. They were treated like plague gods.
The two walked towards the shop like this.
Arriving at the shop's entrance, they could clearly see the three large characters "Midnight Spirit Shop" on the plaque, illuminated by the faint light from the roadside.
Yu Daohen's face broke into a smile: "Finally, we're back."
As the saying goes, there's no place like home.
Pushing the door open, the lights in the front shop were still on.
Yu Daohen took a deep breath, looking at the familiar furniture. "That little girl must have been afraid we wouldn't be able to find the light when we returned."
Zhang Jingyi, from within the jade pendant, said, "You're back."
Yu Daohen grunted. Zhang Jingyi didn't like to come out and always hid in the jade pendant, but it was good this way.
The dragon in the fish tank was also startled awake and poked its head out of the water: "Daddy, you're back."
Yu Daohen nodded, then realized what was happening. How had he become a father?
Seeing the milky white of Yu Daohen's left eyeball, the dragonfish asked, "Daddy, what happened to your eye?"
Yu Daohen trembled. Having a fish call him "Daddy" felt strange: "First, tell me why you call me that?"
The dragonfish swam a circle in the water and poked its head out again: "I was born from Daddy, but Daddy isn't a woman, so I can only call you Daddy."
Yu Daohen coughed dryly: "Well, can you change your address? For example, call me Master Yu, or Young Master Yu."
As soon as Yu Daohen said it, he shook his head and negated it: "Calling me 'Master' isn't quite right, and 'Brother' isn't right either. Calling me 'Uncle' makes me sound too old. There really isn't a suitable address."
Little did they know, the dragonfish also had its own little plan. The day before yesterday, that guy returned to the shop and gave it an inner丹. As long as it cultivated diligently, it would soon have its own physical body. Therefore, it took the opportunity to call Yu Daohen "Daddy." If he praised it in front of that guy, it might even receive a great gift.
While Yu Daohen was contemplating what to be called, Qiangzi next to him couldn't help but laugh.
It was quite amusing for a fish to call the mighty Master Yu "Daddy."
Yu Daohen glared at him unhappily: "What's so funny? Do you know what to call me?"
Qiangzi coughed dryly and said with a serious expression: "Since ancient times, whether it's kings, generals, or commoners, etiquette cannot be changed. This little fellow was indeed born of you, and it is right for him to call you father."
Yu Daohen rolled his eyes. This guy would have been better off not saying anything.
"Alright, just call me Dad." Although Yu Daohen didn't want to admit it, it was an unchangeable fact.
Qiangzi looked upstairs, a pure smile on his face, with endless tenderness: "I'm sorry, I'm late."
Yu Daohen looked at Qiangzi's expression and heard his words, goosebumps covered his body: "Alright, alright, you can say all this to her upstairs. I can't stand it."
With that, he found a small bottle of pills from his backpack and threw it over: "Elder Hua asked me to bring this to you. Remember to take it."
Qiangzi nodded, gave an OK gesture, and walked upstairs.
Yu Daohen put away the Kanglong Jian and the backpack, walked to the rocking chair, lay down, and stretched. A hint of his signature smile still appeared on his pale face.
When he used to run the shop alone, he had nothing to do but lie in the rocking chair and sleep. That guy stayed in the well all day and didn't talk much. Perhaps he was used to being alone, but he actually found it quite lively now.
Yu Daohen yawned, feeling sleepy. He hadn't slept well these past few days and really needed a good rest.
On the second floor, in the room with the '人' shaped structure, Qiangzi stroked Su Qing's face, a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, I'm late."
After speaking, Qiangzi opened the spiritual spring from his backpack, took a teacup from the table, and carefully poured half a cup from the kettle.
Although the light in the room was bright, it could not suppress the blue glow emanating from the spiritual spring.
Qiangzi gently helped Su Qing up a little and then fed her the spiritual spring from the teacup.
The moment Su Qing swallowed the spiritual spring, her deathly pale face regained a little color.
Seeing that the spiritual spring was effective, Qiangzi was overjoyed. He then fed himself a little more spiritual spring. After a while, Su Qing slowly opened her eyes.
Qiangzi smiled: "You're finally awake."