White Bone Evolution Guide

Chapter 136 Shen Gongbao: Have I met family?

Gu Bai and his men moved the whole roasted lamb to the reservoir. They didn't open the box, and the group wasn't disgusted or bothered by it.

Gu Xiaojiao drove back to get the groceries, and a group of people sat down for a meal by the reservoir.

Suddenly, a dark figure darted out from a distance and plunged into the reservoir.

"You old bastard, aren't you watching where you're going?"

Yanran angrily stepped on the turtle shell and leaped ashore.

Gu Qingyi and Zhang Qingguan quickly left the reservoir, but their clothes were already soaked.

Old Wang Ba climbed out of the reservoir and spat out a mouthful of mud: "You guys ran fast, but I got a mouthful of mud."

Gu Xiaoshan and the others watched this scene in horror: "Wang, the tortoise is talking?"

"This turtle is so big, it must be a spirit!"

"Brother, you'll get used to it. This is Master Zhang Qingguan from Wudang Mountain," Gu Xiaojiao introduced. "Those two are from the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau."

"Let's eat first, you must be hungry too," Gu Bai said.

"I'm really hungry; I didn't eat lunch."

Zhang Qingguan and Gu Qingyi's stomachs were already growling with hunger: "You guys are having a good time, you've even got to eat a whole roasted lamb and an old hen."

"These are all organic vegetables; you can't get them in the city." Gu Qingyi exuded sincerity, as if she had evaporated all the moisture.

"Eat your meal." Gu Bai served them rice. "After you finish eating, go about your business."

The group sat down and began to eat heartily.

"Where's President Wang?" Gu Bai asked casually.

"We came first because something happened here. Mr. Wang will probably arrive tomorrow." Gu Qingyi said, "The town's police station doesn't have the facilities. We'll take the contents of that box to Nanming for inspection later, and bring him over tomorrow."

Gu Bai didn't ask any more questions. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Gu Qingyi and Yanran started working.

Zhang Qingguan and Lao Wangba sat by the reservoir, smoking and watching them work.

The two elderly security guards left after their meal; there was really no need for them.

"Zhuge Liang?" Old Wangba handed him a cigarette. "You've finally made something of yourself, no longer being dragged down by that rebellious son."

"Hey, this old man has lived his whole life in vain, only to realize in his old age that he should live for himself."

Zhuge Buliang took a drag of his cigarette: "How's Zhang Qing doing?"

"I don't know." Zhang Qingguan shook his head: "We both suffered heavy losses and haven't recovered yet. Gu Bai told me that there's a ghost around you? Call it out and let's take a look."

"Let's not look at it, it's a little shy," Zhuge Buliang said.

"Shy?" Old Wangba sneered. "Call it out! If you're so cowardly, how can you hang out with me?"

Zhuge Buliang said, "It's better not to. Its abilities are special, and those who have seen it have never had a good ending."

"If you say that, Eighth Master will definitely have to see it. Bring it out, and Eighth Master will teach it a lesson."

The old turtle angrily threw down its cigarette butt, brimming with arrogance: "Master Eight is the King of Ghosts, how could it not pay homage?"

"Second brother, let's take the things back to my uncle. You two go ahead with your work."

Zhuge Buliang glanced at Gu Bai: "Brother, what do you think?"

"Don't ask me about your strange affairs," Gu Bai said, pulling Gu Qingyi and Yanran aside. "Don't look."

One of them, a ghost, asked curiously, "Is it ugly?"

"Whoever looks at it is doomed," Gu Bai whispered. "Its trickery is that it's a black panther."

"What's so ugly about Black Panther?"

"The leopard in Shen Gongbao's name."

"Then I won't watch it."

They naturally knew what Shen Gongbao represented; a single phrase, "Fellow Daoist, please wait," could kill anyone.

Black Panther may not be that bad, but he can still have bad luck.

Zhuge Buliang patted him on the shoulder: "Old buddy, come out and meet your friends."

A flash of dark light transformed into a black panther, which obediently sat beside Zhuge Buliang.

"Wow, it really is a black panther. Its fur is quite shiny, and its whiskers...tsk tsk."

The old turtle examined it carefully and even touched it.

Zhang Qingguan also looked on curiously: "I've only ever seen them online before, this is the first time I've ever seen a real leopard, let alone a monster."

"Although it's a creature that feeds on yin energy, its fur is still quite nice to touch."

"It feels really good. I've decided, tonight I'm going to sleep holding you."

Shen Gongbao was deeply moved, his eyes filled with tears, and he looked at Zhang Qingguan with emotion: "Really? You're really willing to hold me while we sleep?"

I ran into family!

Unlike Gu Bai and Gu Xiaojiao, who looked disgusted, look, this is what friends are like.

"Of course, you're soft and cool. I slept with you all summer long." Zhang Qingguan reached out and hugged Shen Gongbao: "Let me tell you— *chuckles*"

Before he could finish speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhuge Buliang asked with concern.

"It's alright, the old injury hasn't healed yet, it just flared up a bit, it's good to spit it out—pfft—." Zhang Qingguan raised his hand, just catching his breath, and then spat out another mouthful of blood.

Your arm is bleeding.

"The wound has reopened, but it's not a big problem; just stop the bleeding."

"Oh, and where's the blood from your thigh?"

"You old bastard, save me!"

Gu Bai and the other two: "————"

Shen Gongbao dared not stay any longer and immediately returned to Zhuge Buliang's body.

Old Wangba, trying to calm Zhang Qingguan's injuries, said, "You're not doing well either, you should rest more—ouch, holy crap—"

With a plop, Gu Bai and the other two turned around and saw the old turtle roll into the reservoir, bubbling and splashing around wildly.

"So effective? Even the old turtle can't withstand it?" the two asked in surprise.

"It's very effective. Gu Xiaojiao didn't even look at it, and it directly wrecked a car," Gu Bai said.

"Let's save that old turtle first; I think he's about to drown," Gu Qingyi said.

Before they could rescue him, the old turtle thrashed ashore on its own, lying on the bank, panting heavily.

"Something's not right here. Besides this suitcase, the sheep on the mountain are acting strangely. One sheep can even do a flying kick, and another sheep can do backflips and dance," Gu Bai said.

"Is this outrageous?" Yanran exclaimed in astonishment.

"I'll leave the investigation to you; we're going to become tea farmers," Gu Bai said.

Gu Qingyi nodded. They carried an air of mystery about them, and the musician would definitely not agree to them becoming tea farmers.

Moreover, they were invited as guests, not as employees.

Gu Qingyi packed her suitcase, requisitioned Gu Xiaojiao's car, and headed to Nanming City.

Zhang Qingguan and Lao Wangba stayed behind and returned to Gu Xiaojiao's house with them.

Gu Xiaojiao slept with his brother, giving the room to Zhang Qingguan.

At night, I lay in bed.

Tai Sui was scrolling through his phone when Gu Qingyi sent him a message: "After testing, the suitcase contained human flesh, but strangely, the skin tissue was from cows."

A loud bang was heard.

Gu Bai opened the window, and Gu Xiaojiao's family was also awakened.

Zhang Qingguan and Lao Wangba, leaning against the wall, stood up from the ground: "Sorry to disturb your sleep."

"What are you doing? Jumping off a building in the middle of the night?" Gu Bai asked, frowning.

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

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Old Wangba waved his hand, took out his phone (luckily it wasn't broken), and said, "Shen Gongbao is toxic, isn't he? With Eighth Master and Zhang Qingguan's strength, how could they possibly land face-first down from the second floor?"

"Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

"Investigate the sheep? Didn't you say the sheep were acting strangely?"

"Why don't you take a break? I'm afraid you'll die out here like this," Gu Bai said.

"Let's rest for a bit. Come down and carry us up. We don't dare move Eighth Master. We'll talk about it after the bad luck dissipates."

Zhang Qingguan: "Third Master, please help us get rid of our bad luck."

Zhuge Buliang: "No."

Zhang Qingguan: "Then can you tell us our luck?"

Zhuge Buliang: "I can't even do that."

"You can't do this, you can't do that, what can you do?"

"It will bring you bad luck."

"————What a tragedy."