"Brother Chu, why don't you introduce yourself?"

Chu Muchen was named after the name, and he looked a little impatient. After all, the dishes on this table were obviously much more delicious than the dishes he ordered just now, which delayed his meal time. Chu Muchen would have any good face. He looked up and glanced at the two of them, and said coldly: "I'll eat mine, and you guys talk about you."

That's right, let alone Song Zhenshan get angry, even Zhang Langjiang, who is so powerful that he can't help but want to draw people.

Zhang Langjiang suppressed the evil fire that was rising in his heart and said with a dry smile: "Brother Chu, everyone is a martial arts master. Mr. Song is a powerful martial arts master who is half-provincial. I have the chance to see you today. If you have any confusion in your cultivation, this is a great opportunity."

“No need for this.”

Chu Muchen told the truth, letting a guy from Huang Realm guide Wanbao Supreme to practice is not that funny.

Now, Song Zhenshan couldn't help it.

A palm seemed to pat the table in front of him, and internal force suddenly spit out, extending the table to Chu Muchen who was eating and picking up food.

According to his intention, he taught the ungrateful boy in front of him a lesson, shattered the dishes in front of him, and splashed his vegetable soup as a warning.

Chu Muchen continued to eat, but the bowls in front of him were not moved at all.

Hey, a look of doubt flashed in Song Zhenshan's eyes. As a master of transforming power, how could such a small way to use objects to exert force from the air?

Could it be that the conductivity of this dining table is problematic, which causes the internal force to be consumed before it has been sent to the boy?

So, Song Zhenshan, who was holding his palm on the table, once again sent his internal force, which doubled the strength before.

Chu Muchen put a bowl of Buddha over the wall and placed it in front of him to drink. The weather was calm and there was nothing.

Then, Chu Muchen raised a finger and tapped it gently on the table.

Half a second later, the dishes in front of Song Zhenshan turned into porcelain powder and shattered invisibly.

This scene made Song Zhenshan and Zhang Langjiang both look shocked.

At this time, Chu Muchen frowned and stood up and said lightly: "Old man, you are so brave."

Song Zhenshan had never been called this before, and his face turned dark, but when his eyes touched the porcelain plates and bowls that had been broken into powder in front of him, he did not dare to attack immediately. After all, he asked himself that this method could not be done.

Being able to be sent by everyone outside the world to take power in the secular world for more than 20 years was not because of how strong Song Zhenshan was in the Song family, but because of his sleekness and shrewdness in dealing with people.

After calming down, Song Zhenshan already had a conclusion in his mind.

I have a cultivation level that is not inferior to me at a young age. Is it a family member who is involved in the world among the outsiders?

With the surname Chu, could he be from the Chu family in Lingdong?

When Song Zhenshan thought of the Chu family in Lingdong, he immediately calmed down.

This Lingdong Chu family is a giant who is transcendent and outstrived. Looking at the Daxia Kingdom, there will never be more than a palm of the world who can compete with it.

Compared with it, the Song family is not of the same magnitude.

If so, it will make sense.

However, there are three provinces away from Lingdong. Why do people from the Chu family come to Linhai City for?

Could it be for tomorrow's hidden photos?

There is this possibility, after all, the hidden shooting event this time is extremely large, and in recent days, there have been countless practitioners who have come to Binhai City.

Chu Muchen naturally couldn't have imagined that his reprimand would make Song Zhenshan have so many speculations.

If it weren't for Zhang Langjiang's visit to him for two big meals, he would have killed the latter with one palm.

Zhang Langjiang is just a person who is wandering inside and outside the real martial arts circle, so naturally he doesn't know as much as Song Zhenshan, let alone he still asks for Song Zhenshan. At this moment, he, the master, finally couldn't bear it.

"Brother Chu, don't be too much. What kind of identity is Mr. Song? How can you let you be humiliated?"

"If you can't give one today..."

However, what completely confused Zhang Langjiang was that before he could get rid of his words, Song Zhenshan actually interrupted him.

"Boss Zhang, don't be so impulsive. It doesn't matter if the young man is young and has a good spirit."

"If you can sit down and have a meal together, that's fate."

Chu Muchen was indeed not full yet. Since the old man opposite was still quite sensible, let's continue eating.

As exquisite dishes were served, Zhang Langjiang opened another bottle of Feitian Moutai toast Song Zhenshan, and the atmosphere on the dining table gradually became much more harmonious.

Although Song Zhenshan was chatting with Zhang Langjiang, his eyes always floated towards Chu Muchen intentionally or unintentionally. At this time, after drinking for three rounds, Zhang Langjiang pushed the topic to what he wanted.

"Old Song, Mr. Zhang has something to ask for."

"Boss Zhang is doing well in Binhai City, and there is something that can stump you?" Song Zhenshan said with a smile.

Zhang Langjiang said with a gloomy expression: "Not long ago, I ordered a piece of land in the south of the city, but after the construction started, strange things happened frequently, which caused serious delays in the construction period. The workers came to run one by one, and they were about to lose all their money."

In order to approve the land, Zhang Langjiang pledged all his assets to the bank and was about to do a big deal. However, he would lose all his money. As the loan term approached, he might be completely bankrupt.

"Strange thing?" Song Zhenshan thought, as if he had a judgment: "The evil spirit is causing trouble?"

When Zhang Langjiang heard Song Zhenshan's words, his eyes lit up. The three hundred-year-old wild mountain ginseng he had treasured for many years was indeed not given away for free. He could hit the vital point in one go. I believe Mr. Song in front of him must have a way to solve it.

"Old Song is really a god-like man. He is indeed a haunted incident, and it is very disturbing."

Song Zhenshan shook his head without comment and said, "I can't help you with this."

Zhang Langjiang was anxious, "If this problem is solved, there is still a five hundred-year-old wild ginseng plant in my family. Mr. Zhang is willing to respect Mr. Song."

Five hundred years of wild ginseng is a rare thing that even if you have money, even Song Zhenshan is moved.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, but that the ghosts are causing trouble. It's not that we martial artists are good at dealing with things. We need to ask the martial artist to take action before we can get it done once and for all."

"Material cultivation?" Zhang Langjiang said in surprise, obviously this had exceeded his cognitive range.

Song Zhenshan obviously didn't want to explain too much, so he waved his hand and said, "I have an old friend who is now in Binhai City. He is very capable of dealing with such supernatural incidents."

Zhang Langjiang said happily: "Can Mr. Song introduce him to me?"

Song Zhenshan raised his eyebrows and did not continue. How could Zhang Langjiang not see it? He said with difficulty: "If Mr. Song can introduce a powerful man to solve this problem for me, that ginseng Zhang will still offer it."

This is the attitude that needs, just as Song Zhenshan was about to nod and agree.
Chapter completed!