Two days passed, and these two days were also strange. No ghosts came to the door. Boss Zhou sat in the bookstore every night.
Wait,
Wait,
I waited until I was almost tired of waiting, but still got nothing.
Bai Yingying couldn't stand it anymore. With her boss's lazy personality, it was rare for him to devote himself to his work, but no customers came.
As for the little girl who kidnapped Bai Yingying, she never appeared again and her identity became a mystery.
She might be an outlier in that village.
But it is also possible that he is not from the village at all.
Her appearance was just to thread the needle and guide herself to pay attention to the affairs of Sanxiang Village, so as to use her own hands to deal with Sanxiang Village.
Zhou Ze had guessed her identity and even thought that she might have a higher identity than a ghost catcher
For example, the head catcher
Even... the Judge
It’s just because the image of Zhong Kui is too deeply rooted in people’s hearts. If the judge is that little girl, Zhou Ze would feel a little worried about the aesthetics and customs of hell.
It’s okay for her to look like a little loli, but a judge is also a delicate little girl, so are all the Ten Kings of Hell big eagles and cute girls
Of course, this is just a joke and it is probably impossible.
The little Loli was still tracking down the whereabouts of the priest. Halfway through, she received a message saying that he was about to find the priest. Zhou Ze did not let her look for the little girl anymore. As long as she had no ill intentions and could overturn and tie up Bai Yingying's 200-year-old female corpse, there was no need for him to provoke her again.
Besides, the other party didn't play any bad role in the whole situation.
But when will I find the next ghost
Just one missing.
“Come back soon!
I can't wait!
Come back soon... "
This song started playing on the speakers in the bookstore. Zhou Ze coughed and looked at the monkey on the side. The monkey silently changed the song.
The old Taoist priest was sitting opposite. As there were not many customers, he was sitting there cracking melon seeds and watching TV. He looked quite leisurely. There has been quite a lot of international news recently, with one person taking the stage after another, which was really a feast for the eyes.
Zhou Ze stood up and poured himself a glass of water. When he passed by the Taoist priest, the Taoist priest suddenly said:
"Boss, is there a TV station in hell?"
"What do you think?"
"There should be, right?" the old Taoist guessed.
"Ha." Xu Qinglang, who was mixing a new flavor of cocktail in the distance, laughed.
"What are you laughing at? You have never died, so you have no right to speak." The old Taoist insisted.
"Then tell me, if there are TV programs in hell, what are they playing?" Xu Qinglang asked jokingly.
“Hehe.”
The old Taoist subconsciously cleared his throat and said:
"Now we are broadcasting the news from the underworld. Here is the synopsis:
The Eastern Underworld representative, King Yama, meets Hades, the Lord of the Western Hell.
The two sides held friendly consultations on the issue of ferrying the souls of the deceased between the East and the West;
A study report meeting on building a harmonious underworld was held on the banks of Naihe Bridge, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva delivered an important speech.
The Judge of the Underworld, Zhong Kui, inspected the land registration work in the underworld and resolutely cracked down on the phenomenon of evil spirits occupying land.
Zhou Ze listened, shook his head, walked to his original seat and sat down.
Xu Qinglang was stunned for a moment, and he was also impressed by the old man's eloquence.
At this moment, it started to rain outside, and the rain was getting heavier.
Zhou Ze didn't take it seriously at first, but gradually his expression became serious. Deep in the rain curtain, there was a woman in cheongsam holding a red paper umbrella standing there.
The other person's head was covered with a red umbrella, but from that angle, she was actually looking at him.
However, this time, not only did the old Taoist not notice anything, but even Xu Qinglang didn't feel anything at all.
The cheongsam woman didn't move.
But the whole person was gradually getting closer to Zhou Ze.
After a few moments, he stood directly outside the glass window next to Zhou Ze's position.
A nice figure, a beautiful face, the most exquisite skin in the world, but inside, it is a nest of snakes, scorpions and maggots.
Zhou Ze had seen this group of cheongsam women holding umbrellas and singing on the Yellow Springs Road more than once, but this time, they appeared in the world of the living.
Zhou Ze walked out of the bookstore. The cheongsam woman turned around and began to distance herself from him. In the rain curtain, her figure looked so hazy.
If it were an ordinary person, he might develop a fascination and pursuit for this. In the rain, this kind of woman can often make you ignore the fear and weirdness, and instead bow down at her feet wholeheartedly.
"Hello."
Zhou Ze shouted,
The other party was still walking. It seemed that her arrival was just to attract Zhou Ze's attention and then take Zhou Ze to another place. She should be like a messenger.
The person behind the cheongsam woman who can walk back and forth on the Yellow Springs Road to act as a messenger must be extraordinary.
However, seeing that the cheongsam woman had distanced herself from him, Zhou Ze turned around and went back to the bookstore.
joke,
You come coolly and without saying a word,
No matter how coolly you walk away, do I still have to chase you and shout like the hero in a melodrama
This is not hell, this is the world of the living.
This stinky problem,
It's really a habit.
After closing the door of the bookstore, Zhou Ze stretched, sat back in his seat, and asked Bai Yingying to pour him a cup of coffee.
What he didn't know was that the moment he turned around and walked into the bookstore,
The elegant cheongsam girl in the distance made a "squeak" sound and stepped into the puddle.
She turned her head.
Revealing his face full of maggots,
Somewhat unbelievable!
he,
You actually went back like this
Then, she seemed to hesitate, wondering if she needed to go through it all over again
With the same attitude and temperament as before
"Baji."
A pair of black rain boots stepped into the puddle. A man with completely white hair reached out to flick the water droplets off the brim of his hat, and then placed his slightly pale hand on the cheongsam woman.
The cheongsam woman immediately began to wither and turned into a paper figure, slowly getting soaked by the rain, and finally, completely rotten in the puddle.
"Forget it, since I can't invite you, I'll go visit you in person."
The man was wearing a brown coat with a distinct British style, but his white hair made his temperament seem a little out of place.
At this age, with this kind of hair,
It's exactly the Shamatte style that was popular ten years ago.
But the man still went his own way, walking slowly, and finally, he walked to the door of the bookstore and pushed it open.
What caught my eye was the woman at the bar who was mixing drinks.
Oh no,
Take a closer look.
There is a Adam's apple,
Is it a man
The white-haired man couldn't help but take another look at Xu Qinglang.
interesting,
A man who is more handsome than the woman works as a bartender here.
Looking again, Bai Yingying appeared in the sight of the white-haired man. She walked over with a cup of coffee, petite and charming.
A zombie
Adopt in store
The man thought to himself, he came, but no one in the store could see him, including Zhou Ze who was sitting there taking the coffee and preparing to read the newspaper.
People have always had an innate fear of one thing.
That is what you cannot see.
Zhou Ze was able to see the woman holding the umbrella before, but he could not see that there was a person standing at the door of his shop that even he could not see.
A little monkey ran in front of the white-haired man holding his toy hammer. Being naturally sensitive, he did not notice anything unusual and was completely unaware that there was a person next to him, looking down at him.
In the eyes of the white-haired man, the monkey exuded a strong evil aura.
Originally it was a clever monkey, but it had developed the qualities of a fierce ghost, but these qualities were suppressed and could not be revealed.
"A-choo!"
The old Taoist sneezed violently.
The white-haired man looked at the old Taoist priest.
Then,
His gaze fell directly on the Taoist's crotch, where there was a ball of bright yellow light, which just covered the two walnuts below the Taoist's body.
The white-haired man closed his eyes, he felt it was a bit irritating.
This shop,
That's really interesting.
A small ghost messenger has arranged his mansion so richly and filled it with so many strange people and things.
The white-haired man finally looked at Zhou Ze.
And walked in front of Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze frowned slightly, his hand suddenly shook, and some coffee fell on his cuffs.
Bai Yingying on the side was quick-witted and rushed over to help wipe it. At the same time, she helped Zhou Ze take off the stained coat and got a clean coat for Zhou Ze to change into.
When the boss is particular, he is really particular.
But fortunately, Comrade Yingying has gotten used to it.
The white-haired man sat down in front of Zhou Ze, and the two of them were actually sitting face to face.
"A temporary ghost messenger?"
The white-haired man muttered to himself,
"In a small place like Tongcheng, the ghost officials are replaced so quickly."
Zhou Ze looked around with some confusion, feeling that something was wrong. Did the cheongsam girl who was holding an umbrella and looking cool just leave like that
Gone,
That’s all
What Zhou Ze didn't know was that the person then was sitting right in front of him.
A brush appeared in the white-haired man's hand and he gently rubbed it across his fingertips.
"Ninety-nine percent, just a little bit away from becoming a regular employee."
The white-haired man smiled.
"Then I will do you a favor and help you make up the last bit so that you can become a regular employee.
But since it is a public matter,
You have to kneel down for me.
Salute me."
Zhou Ze suddenly felt some pain in his knees, and the feeling was getting worse. Everything happened out of nowhere.
The white-haired man was sitting there calmly, holding a brush. He was a little surprised when he saw Zhou Ze just stood up and pounded his legs. Why was Zhou Ze's reaction so slow
An ordinary ghost messenger should immediately kneel down in fear after being stimulated by his own leaked breath.
You and others,
Is there any difference
The white-haired man frowned slightly and said softly:
"Kneel down."
Zhou Ze's pupils shrank suddenly.
The body also became stiff, as if a person who was originally lying on a warm bed was suddenly sent naked into the snow and ice.
"Boss, I forgot to take your ID out of the dirty laundry."
Bai Yingying came over with Zhou Ze's ID and handed it to Zhou Ze.
The certificate returned to Zhou Ze's hands.
The white-haired man who had been indifferent before suddenly opened his mouth.
He was behind Zhou Ze.
I saw a big mountain, and underneath the mountain, I could vaguely see the silhouette of a monkey;
Monkeys move mountains, monkeys move mountains,
Its body is ten thousand feet tall,
I can only bear the Taishan Mountain!
There was a crisp sound of "plop".
The white-haired man knelt down in fear.
With a look of disbelief, he said:
"Master...?"
After he finished speaking, the white-haired man’s invisible figure immediately disintegrated and vanished into nothingness.
… … …
A dark place,
The white-haired boy who was dozing against the old locust tree suddenly opened his eyes.
He seemed to have had a dream, sweating profusely, and standing behind the boy, carrying a huge brush, which looked a little out of place.
The boy looked distraught.
Suddenly,
Below,
Under the old locust tree,
A pair of blood-red eyes as big as two rooms appeared, like two huge lanterns hanging in the sky.
The old locust tree grows on it.
It has horns like a deer, head like a camel, mouth like a donkey, eyes like a turtle, ears like a cow, scales like fish, whiskers like a shrimp, belly like a snake, and feet like an eagle. It is a complete monster, even more exaggerated and weird than the so-called four-like-thing.
"Didn't I allow you to... daydream... for March? You woke up... a little early..."
The boy pursed his lips, a flattering look appeared on his face, and said:
"I wanted to wake up early so I could weed and catch lice for you, Old Ancestor."
Boy,
Not telling the truth.
The giant beast below seemed satisfied with this answer, and slowly lowered its head and said:
"You are so thoughtful... It is worth my prayer to the Bodhisattva... I will give you the Judge's Plate I asked for..."
"That's right, without you, Old Ancestor, I would still be just a wandering soul in the underworld, and I wouldn't have the good fortune I have today."
The boy began to weed the locust tree.
Very attentive.
Meticulous and thoughtful.