Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 1011: Grumpy old man

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The boy was taken to the bookstore, and it was Lawyer An who was notified by Qing, who told Lawyer An his identity.

It was only then that Feng Si discovered that the person he had been waiting for had actually been sent to the pharmacy next door by Lao Zhang.

This bookstore is indeed protected by a mysterious force.

Next,

To be on the safe side,

Feng Si walked in front.

Lawyer An walked behind.

The old Taoist hugged the young man.

It's just a short distance from the pharmacy to the bookstore.

But I left a feeling of "the wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold".

Lawyer An only felt his lips turning purple, and his heart was beating "bang bang bang" with nervousness. He looked up from time to time, worried that a bolt of lightning would suddenly strike him, or that the ground under his feet would suddenly crack and "swallow" him.

There is indeed a precedent for collecting salaries.

Regarding this kind of "battery" discharge,

Not only the person involved in the incident, but even the bystanders were left with extremely deep psychological trauma.

Fortunately,

We arrived at the library peacefully.

Boss Zhou had just put down his pen and ended the argument with Ying Gou about the topic of "snacks".

Seeing Lawyer An and his men solemnly bringing in a teenager, I was still a little confused, but as a leader, the first thing you have to learn is a skill, and that is to pretend to know when you don't.

Boss Zhou silently raised his coffee cup. When the boy was sent to Zhou Ze like a criminal, Zhou Ze silently put down the coffee cup and said slowly:

"Go ahead."

The boy looked at Zhou Ze. He remembered Zhou Ze. Of course, he didn't know that Zhou Ze was the one who pulled out all his mountain of bananas a year ago.

After all, both Ying Gou and the first generation had done a good job of "hiding" when using Zhou Ze's body.

Even Bodhisattvas and Yamas cannot see through the "hiddenness", so naturally this young man cannot see it either.

But the boy had been to the bookstore after all, and was inexplicably brought here again. After seeing Zhou Ze, he seemed extremely lonely.

With a "plop" sound,

The young man knelt down in front of Zhou Ze.

Choked up:

"Master, I have missed you for a long time, wuwuwuwu..."

Lawyer An laughed out loud beside him.

Feng Si shook his head silently.

Compared to this young man,

They are both old hands.

Naturally, it can be seen that this young man's acting skills are really not up to par.

The boy didn’t think his acting was bad. He felt that he had performed “above and beyond”. He narrated with great emotion what he had seen and heard when he first became the judge and returned to the world and visited the bookstore.

Of course, in his account, he only discovered some "clues" at the time and kept the secret till death. Then, for the sake of the "century-long plan", he willingly returned to the enemy's rear to continue lurking.

There are several logical flaws in the entire story, which obviously the boy himself did not expect. He just wanted to come for some excitement or satisfy his curiosity for the second time, but he was caught and brought in, so he did not make any preparations in advance.

After everyone listened to the boy's narration,

Feng Si looked at Lawyer An.

Lawyer An looked at his boss.

To be honest, this "Yu Zecheng" is really not very reliable;

But one thing is that he probably didn't lie, he did keep the secret.

Otherwise, if he had reported the matter to Di Ting after returning to hell, the bookstore would have been destroyed long ago.

Zhou Ze reached out and touched his chin.

Some curiously asked:

"Do you have a good relationship with Di Ting?"

"I just helped it bathe, that's all." The young man smiled awkwardly, "I just relied on my strength to get this judge's belt tied around my neck."

"Why did you keep it a secret for me?"

The young man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, as if he was thinking about how to respond.

then,

After thinking about it,

The young man hesitated and said:

"To be honest, I might be feeling... scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm just a bath attendant."

It is important for a person to know his own limits, and the young man was one of them. If he wanted, he could have asked Di Ting to make him a belt with a brighter color and higher quality, but he felt that having a red belt was enough for him.

Because he has a clear understanding of himself, he instinctively doesn't want to get involved in any muddy water. The big guys' business is the big guys' business, and has nothing to do with a small guy like him.

Boss Zhou was in a dilemma.

If it is placed at other times,

He may not hesitate to do good to others.

Just like what Feng Si did to the two inspectors before.

In fact, this young man knew much more than the two inspectors who had just died.

But when Qing was about to kill him, he attracted Di Ting's attention. If he was to be kind to him here, it might completely alarm the person in hell.

Besides,

Whether you admit it or not,

Boss Zhou had to thank the young man for keeping the secret.

otherwise,

He and the bookstore would never be where they are today.

"What do you want?"

Zhou Ze asked.

If you can't just silence them, you have to find another way to silence them.

For example, drawing a pie in the sky.

"I...I want to have a manor."

"Where?"

"In hell."

"In hell? What do you want a manor for?"

“Grow something.”

Zhou Ze pondered for a moment. What kind of weird request was this

"I have always had a dream. I hope that one day I can cultivate many colorful plants suitable for growing in hell."

"Then what?"

"Then, make hell as colorful as the world of the living."

This request, like the boy's previous statement, feels full of errors and omissions.

But it seems that it is this logical inconsistency that adds a lot of sincerity to his narrative.

Because if you think about it from another perspective, if he really had other intentions, at least these high-sounding excuses would definitely be more convincing, right

"I can promise you this."

"Thank you, sir."

The young man kowtowed to Zhou Ze again.

For a judge to kowtow to a constable would be shocking in the outside world, but at this moment, in the eyes of everyone in this bookstore, it seemed very normal.

"I haven't told you yet, how can I give it to you?"

"If you can return to hell one day, you will naturally not be stingy in giving me a small manor."

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment.

All right,

Consider this my counterattack against Hell.

"Do you have that much confidence in me?"

"I can either take a bath or grow vegetables. I don't have much to lose."

The young man seemed to have spoken out, without any reservations.

There is a saying that goes, "A man without desires is strong." Perhaps this young man is a typical example of this.

He got the position of judge by scrubbing people's backs diligently, but he was just doing it for fun. He had no ambition or drive to make progress.

After scrubbing my body every day, I would go to the hill I had reclaimed to think about planting something.

This kind of lack of ambition,

It really makes Boss Zhou feel very friendly!

For the young man, he has nothing to lose no matter who wins or loses, and he has nothing to ask for, so he can continue to stay out of it.

in addition,

Keeping your own secrets in front of Di Ting,

It really gives people a different kind of pleasure.

"Okay, I've made note of the matter about the manor. If there ever comes a day like that, I'll give you Taishan to grow crops on."

When it comes to this,

Boss Zhou subconsciously looked at the Taoist priest next to him who looked like nothing had happened.

Um,

It's your family's stuff anyway.

I use it as a favor and to make promises, and I don't feel bad about it.

"Thank you, sir!"

The boy was very happy.

Kneel down again,

He kowtowed three times.

"Old An."

"boss."

"Take him to the wax museum. Oh, by the way..." Boss Zhou suddenly thought of something and pointed to Lawyer An, saying, "Show him the thing that increases production. Let him brainstorm with Deadpool."

Nowadays, unless you can farm like Mr. Yuan, most people don’t think it’s that rare to be able to farm.

But those who can grow things in hell,

Every one of them is definitely a rare and valuable talent.

"I have a plant there. Can you help me find a way to increase its yield? This is very important to me."

"I will definitely try my best."

The boy patted his chest cheerfully.

Boss Zhou couldn't help but think of Hei Xiaonv, and suddenly felt that farmers were really easy to fool.

He waved his hand, signaling Lawyer An to take the boy away.

Feng Si opened his mouth to speak, but after hesitating for a moment, he chose to shut up.

This naturally also had the effect of Lawyer An's dissuading gaze.

Feng Si was helpless. He still felt that his "new boss" was treating this matter and this person too triflingly.

How could they just let go of a critical point that concerns the life and death of the entire team so carelessly

Feng Si really felt like he was screwed.

What kind of pirate ship have I boarded

Led by Lawyer An, the boy walked back to the door of the bookstore. Lawyer An opened the door for him, but the boy stopped and hesitated. He turned around and looked at Zhou Ze.

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"There is something I don't know whether I should say or not."

"Go ahead."

"About..." The young man pointed to the ground and clasped his hands together.

"What happened to him?"

Boss Zhou became curious.

Logically speaking, the Bodhisattva should have gotten what he wished for. The plan he had been thinking about for so many years finally came true, so he should be satisfied no matter what.

"It seems like something is wrong, it's different from before."

"Can you be more specific?" Zhou Ze asked.

"The temple on Mount Tai was demolished."

"Who tore it apart? The Ninth Attendant?"

In just one year, the Ninth Eunuch had a falling out with the Bodhisattva

But this seems to make sense. Given the nature and ruthlessness of those nine eunuchs, it is highly likely that they would not allow a special existence above their heads like the Ten Kings of Hell.

The young man shook his head and put his hands together.

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“I took it apart myself.”