"Boss, are you still doing business today?"
Bai Yingying walked up to Zhou Ze with a resentful look on her face.
Zhou Ze smiled and took a sip of water, shook his head, and said, "They are happy today, let them make some noise."
Then,
Zhou Ze saw the ghost banknotes on the ground and the bloody ink painting scroll made by Tang Shi again. He looked at Bai Yingying with some pity and comforted her:
"Let them two be in charge of cleaning tonight."
"Yeah, okay!"
Silly girl Bai Yingying suddenly became happy.
"Please get me another cup of coffee and a newspaper."
Zhou Ze rubbed his right palm. The pain was slowly disappearing, but the sense of belonging to the key to the gate of hell was constantly increasing. However, this series of stimulations made him look a little tired.
He was already in a seriously injured state and had just woken up not long ago, so his body was still a little weak and could not withstand too much exertion.
Bai Yingying enthusiastically brought coffee and newspapers, then ran upstairs. Since the boss said the restaurant was closed today, she went back to her room upstairs to eat chicken.
Hearing that a gun skin had just been released, she decided to pawn another of her burial objects to buy the skin.
It's a pity that Blue Hole doesn't know her existence.
Otherwise, I would really give her a certificate - a true hardcore gamer!
Zhou Ze continued to sit by the window, flipping through the newspaper in his hand.
The madness over there was still going on. Zhou Ze originally thought that no more customers would come, but one actually came.
This gave Zhou Ze an illusion:
ha,
Are there really people who are not afraid of death
The person who came was a regular customer, leading a corgi. She was Zhou Ze’s first customer when he opened the old store. At that time, she lost her beloved dog and found it with Zhou Ze’s help.
Xu Qinglang wanted to show off to her that he had more than 20 houses.
As a result, people said that the resettlement house for his family was given by her real estate company. Xu Qinglang was depressed for several days. He felt bad for trying to show off to the point of being outdone.
"Boss, it's quite lively here."
The young woman sat down in front of Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze pushed the coffee in front of him over and said, "I haven't had it."
The girl shook her head. “What’s wrong with them if they don’t drink this?”
The girl pointed at Tang Shi and the old Taoist who were still making a fuss over there.
"Oh, we just opened our business, and we hired a circus troupe to liven things up."
The girl smiled, not knowing whether she believed it or not. She walked to the bar and poured herself a glass of water, then walked back and said:
"Boss, remember I told you that if you open a new store, I can buy shares."
"It's a loss-making business, and I'm afraid it will cause you trouble."
"I happened to pass by here today and saw the sign of 'Late Night Bookstore'. I hesitated for a moment, and sure enough, they have moved here. OK, this location is great, I'll come in and say hello, and see you next time."
The girl came quickly and left quickly.
Zhou Ze picked up the coffee, took a sip, and continued to pick up the newspaper, only to find a dark shadow appearing beside his bed.
Zhou Ze turned his head and looked out of the glass window. There stood an old woman, looking haggard and with a numb expression.
He reached out his hand and knocked on the window glass. The other person turned his head and looked over.
Still confused.
"Hey, are you ready?"
Zhou Ze shouted to Tang Shi and the old Taoist over there.
They also came to the end. The old Taoist was out of breath from singing and collapsed to the ground. Tang Shi no longer laughed or cried.
Zhou Ze motioned Tang Shi to look out his window. Tang Shi understood and walked out. Soon, the old woman was forced into the store.
"Can you send her to hell?" Zhou Ze asked.
He is a little weak now and cannot open the gate of hell.
"The kind that makes your soul fly away?"
Tang Shi asked.
"never mind."
Zhou Ze looked at the old woman and found that her eyes were dull. Except for the first glance at people, the rest of the time she just stared numbly in one direction.
Following her gaze, Zhou Ze discovered that she was staring at the clock hanging on the wall.
A customer came to the door.
I am not feeling well now, so it is not convenient for me to receive you.
But you can't drive customers away.
"Leave her in the store. I'll wait until tomorrow when I've recovered some strength and see if I can open the gates of hell and send her down."
Even a mosquito leg is meat. Zhou Ze will not despise it and will not let it go.
"Who's going to watch her?"
Tang Shi asked.
In the bookstore, there are only four people who can keep an eye on a ghost.
There is Zhou Ze, Xu Qinglang, Tang Shi, Bai Yingying, and the Taoist priest who is a half-baked person is not counted.
But Xu Qinglang went back to his hometown today and is not here.
Zhou Ze was too weak to watch.
Only Tang Shi and Bai Yingying are left. Miss Tang means that you should call your maid who is playing games upstairs to come down and see the ghost, because she doesn't have the time to help him with chores.
It’s just that Bai Yingying had just gone upstairs to play games, and Zhou Ze felt a little reluctant to call her down now.
This silly girl pawned all her burial objects to open a bookstore for herself. She is usually busy with everything inside and outside the house.
I have to help myself take a bath and accompany myself to sleep.
I feel really embarrassed to deprive her of time for her hobbies.
"Okay, let's leave her here. It looks like she won't run away." Zhou Ze could only shrug.
“Hehe, the ghosts around will be attracted by you, but they will soon realize where this place is, and then start to get scared and hide. Finally, they will slip away when you are not paying attention.
It is human nature to be afraid of death, and ghosts are no exception."
Zhou Ze pointed at the old woman, who was still staring at the clock, and said:
"I always feel like there's something wrong with her brain. Can ghosts also suffer from Alzheimer's?"
“No research has been done on this.”
"Forget it, just leave. I can't just send her to hell. I can't just smash her to pieces today. This is a delivery station, not a slaughterhouse."
"Please do as you please." Tang Shi prepared to get up and go upstairs.
"Hey." Zhou Ze called her.
Tang Shi didn't stop, but walked even faster.
Obviously, she knew what Zhou Ze wanted to say, something he was even more unwilling to do than letting her see a ghost!
"Boss, it's so cool!"
The Taoist priest got up. He had already turned off the live broadcast. Monkey also put down his phone and ran to the bar to find something to eat.
"Master, do you feel better?" Zhou Ze asked.
"It's so comfortable. I haven't felt so comfortable in a long time."
The old Taoist was so simple that Zhou Ze couldn't bear it.
But Zhou Ze still said, "Clean up."
“… …” old Taoist.
I don’t know if it was really because Tang Shi and the old Taoist made too much noise at night, but in any case, except for the old woman, no other guests came to the house in the second half of the night.
Zhou Ze leaned on the sofa, played with his phone for a while and then read the newspaper. He was a wounded man now and it was not very convenient for him to move, so he could only rest and recover.
The old Taoist priest spent more than two hours cleaning the store, then sat down in front of Zhou Ze, pounding his waist and groaning:
"My waist is about to break."
"You're so old anyway, it doesn't matter if you have a bad back." Zhou Ze joked.
The old Taoist said aggrievedly: "I am old, but the silkworm will not stop spinning silk until it dies, and the candle will not stop shedding tears until it turns into ashes. At my age, I can help as many fallen women as I can.
People, living in this world, need to help each other."
Zhou Ze was too lazy to pay attention to the old Taoist's dirty talk. He turned his head and twisted his neck, and found that the old woman was still standing there.
The old Taoist couldn't see her because he didn't wipe the cow's tears, so he didn't know that there was a strange ghost standing in the store.
As for Zhou Ze, to be honest, he was distracted just now. After experiencing the temple deity like the Green-Robed Goddess and the big scene with the problematic ghost messenger, it is hard to say how much attention Zhou Ze should pay to these small fish and shrimps now.
However, after a few hours, the old woman was still there.
She still stood in the same place, motionless, just staring at the wall clock.
Could it be that this old lady was in the watch business when she was alive
But that's not right.
Zhou Ze’s wall clock only costs a few hundred dollars. It’s a cheap item and not an antique collection. Is it worth looking at it for so long
At this time, Bai Yingying came down. She had finished the game and looked very happy. She must have won the game.
"Boss, shall we go upstairs and sleep?"
Silly girl is always so straightforward.
The old Taoist looked at Zhou Ze with some envy.
He suddenly felt a little strange. Are all male ghosts crawling out of hell so lucky
When his previous boss opened a ghost shop in Chengdu, beautiful women would come to sleep with him on time every night, which made him and Xiaoqiang very envious.
Xiaoqiang,
The old Taoist sighed.
"Hey, there's someone standing here."
Bai Yingying saw the old woman, walked up to her, and waved her hand, but the old woman remained unmoved and continued to stare at the time.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, look at me, or I'll eat you up."
Bai Yingying leaned forward in front of the old woman, but the old woman still did not respond.
"Boss, was it you or that Miss Tang who beat her silly?"
"She's been like this since she came in."
Zhou Zeqiang struggled to stand up and walked over with the support of Bai Yingying.
Just then,
The hour hand indicates the six o'clock position,
“Boom… boom… boom… boom… boom… boom… boom!”
The wall clock began to ring.
The old woman, who had a dazed look on her face before, suddenly opened her arms and let out a hysterical laugh, which scared Zhou Ze.
I wasn't scared by ghosts.
It's simply the feeling of when you are walking on the street and suddenly someone calls out to you from behind.
"Hahahahaha, it's time, it's time!
I can die.
I can die.
I can finally die!"
The old woman jumped up and down on the ground excitedly.
As if liberated,
So happy, like a child in his seventies.
"Grandma, is there a bump on your head?" Bai Yingying said in confusion, "You died a long time ago. Your soul has been out for a long time."
The old woman heard this.
Suddenly I was stunned.
He looked around in disbelief.
She should realize that this is not her home.
This is a strange place.
A strange bookstore.
The old woman pointed at her face and looked at Bai Yingying in confusion:
"I've been dead for a long time?"
"Yes." Bai Yingying said as a matter of course.
The old woman suddenly fell to the ground.
burst into tears,
"It's too early to die, it's over, it's over!
Die early, die early,
It's completely over.
It’s all over…”