"Don't, don't, don't..."
Gou Xin called out several times, then gritted his teeth and nodded:
"I know what to do."
Boss Zhou nodded with satisfaction. From his point of view, he really hoped that the two batteries could coexist peacefully and work together to contribute to the future of the bookstore.
Just like leeks, they grow again after each cutting.
In fact, Gou Xin had no right to choose from the beginning, because he had long been dominated by the old Taoist priest. Moreover, he had been lying here for half a year, and the strength level of everyone in the bookstore had already made great progress.
This thing is like rowing against the current, if you don't move forward, you will move backward. He doesn't dare to leave here now, and in the future, he will not be able to say the word "go".
cruel
I guess so.
But at the beginning, they didn't really come to make friends with me with any friendly or caring intentions. Everyone has his own fate and his own cause and effect.
Thinking in this way, Boss Zhou relieved the slight guilt in his heart.
Gou Xin is lucky, as not everyone can be patted on the head by an immortal, but the opposite is also true.
After walking out of the drugstore, I looked back and looked at the drugstore sign again.
It seems that I really need to continue to be kind to others in the future. I don’t kill my enemies, and if they are crippled, I just throw them to the pharmacy for treatment. My own state of mind... Tsk tsk.
While admiring myself, I pushed open the door of the bookstore and walked in.
On the coffee table in front of the sofa where he often sat, there was a plate of snacks, a cup of coffee, and a neatly ironed newspaper.
"Boss, do you want to take a shower?"
Yingying took the initiative to come over and help Zhou Ze take off his coat.
"No hurry, wait a moment."
Zhou Ze turned around, opened his arms, and asked Yingying to take off her coat. At the same time, he looked at the black girl sitting behind the bar and asked:
"What's up?"
Generally speaking, if there is nothing to do, Black Girl rarely leaves her vegetable garden, except at mealtime.
But now was obviously not the time to eat;
The black girl was sitting on a chair behind the bar, playing connect-the-dots on her computer. There was a handful of plump sunflower seeds in front of her, and she was eating them while playing.
Seeing Zhou Ze looking at him, he immediately stood up and said with a smile:
"Boss, the area of our vegetable garden is a bit small. It's not enough now."
We had previously connected the door next door to make a vegetable garden. With Black Girl taking care of it, and the crops grown here are not ordinary varieties, so it doesn't even need sunlight.
But now, as the vegetables and fruits in the bookstore are also planted there, and Deadpool himself is starting to grow in size, that piece of vegetable garden is gradually becoming insufficient.
"Is there any other place nearby?" Zhou Ze asked.
Although he helped the black girl to break the seal set by Ying Gou, Zhou Ze still felt a little bit uneasy about letting her take Deadpool out of his sight.
It's not that he doesn't trust people, nor is there any need to say the general principle of "trust people when employing them, and don't employ people you don't trust." Boss Zhou was born in a poor family, and it wasn't easy for him to accumulate this little wealth, so he likes to keep close tabs on it.
“Isn’t there a wax museum behind here? It seems to be closed. I want to take over the business. It’s right behind our bookstore, very close.
I talked to Lawyer An before, and he asked for me. Because someone died in that wax museum, it closed down after just a few days of opening. The price for the contract is actually not expensive, but now Lawyer An..."
Zhou Ze suddenly realized,
Then I remembered,
Lawyer An ran away...
I don’t know if Lawyer An is safe now, has enough to eat, and sleeps well. Oh, how pitiful he is… He probably hasn’t paid for coffee this month yet…
But thinking about it, with Feng Si'er in command, and the existence of "Qing"'s level only having eyes for the remaining soul of the Lord of the Mansion, they should not continue to bite Lao An.
"Yingying, go and handle the formalities this afternoon."
"Okay, boss."
"By the way, is there any money left in the store's account?"
Boss Zhou remembered that he had not done business seriously for a long time. The little girl had guarded here overnight before, and Lao Zhang had also guarded here. However, as a boss, he was embarrassed to use other people's money for nothing and asked them to keep all the paper money for the dead.
"I still have plenty of money, boss."
"Oh, that's good."
Zhou Ze quickly ended this embarrassing topic.
Went to the bathroom and started taking a shower.
The slightly warm water kept washing over my body.
Boss Zhou took a deep breath, closed his eyes and enjoyed this moment of peace.
Master Xu Qinglang's problem has been solved, although there are still some secrets that have not been revealed, such as the relationship between the old man and the old woman, the origin of the mirror and so on, but the old Taoist and Xu Qinglang have gone to find the fat man who was wandering around with the urn. I believe that specific news will be reported back soon.
But these are just minor details. The mirror is on my side, and the old man is completely finished, which means a big worry has been removed.
The issue of half of the face was also resolved and swallowed by himself.
The two threats he faced before are now gone, but Zhou Ze did not feel relieved.
It is still unknown when Qing next door will wake up. We can wait and see. Her two companions are already in Jinling and will not become a problem for the time being.
But Zhou Ze had a feeling that it was impossible to go back to the time when he first became a ghost catcher and close the door, do his own things, live his own life, and turn a deaf ear to what was happening outside.
The disturbances in hell have become increasingly evident in their impact on the bookstore.
“Are you… scared…?”
Amid the spray of water, Zhou Ze opened his eyes, looked at himself in the mirror, and answered:
"I'm not scared, I'm just annoyed."
Tiehanhan seemed to turn over and continue to take a nap. He didn't continue the conversation and went offline and turned off his phone.
Zhou Ze showered for a while before turning off the spray, picking up the towel and starting to wipe his body.
The phone was placed on the dressing table at the entrance of the bathroom. I picked it up and saw the message Xu Qinglang had discovered. It was very brief:
"The person has been found and is being questioned."
Many people died in the hotel and Xu Qinglang was responsible for the aftermath. Fortunately, the old woman's eldest grandson survived because he had not returned to the hotel yet.
There are two messages, the second one is also from Xu Qinglang:
"I can't make it back in time to cook, so you have to make dinner yourself."
Zhou Ze silently responded with a "vomit" expression.
But there was still a smile on Boss Zhou's lips. The old man was gone, and the dark cloud that had been suppressing Xu Qinglang's heart finally dissipated.
once Upon a time,
Lao Xu is even more insolent than himself.
After all, there are more than twenty apartments there.
I was bored, so I opened a noodle shop to kill time and find fulfillment.
If his master had not suddenly appeared that night and pressed his head into the bathtub, Lao Xu might have remained the same over the past year and would not have worked so hard, studying formations diligently, drawing talismans day and night, and even taking the risk of sealing the God of the Sea in his body.
After changing his clothes and pushing open the bathroom door, Zhou Ze was stunned. There were actually four young men sitting in the store, sitting around the coffee table, playing cards.
Yingying came from behind the bar, holding cold dishes and two pots of rice wine. These were naturally used to entertain guests, and the real guests of the bookstore.
The white fox continued to lie on the sofa in the corner, aloof from the world.
Lao Xu and the old Taoist priest were not there, and the five ghost messengers in the bookstore were still being conscripted into the army in Yangzhou, so the bookstore was suddenly short of staff.
Four young people who were still gambling until their death are hopeless.
but,
They are quite rich.
There were several thick stacks of paper money piled up on the coffee table, which made Boss Zhou's eyes jump slightly.
"Yingying, wait a moment."
Zhou Ze raised his hand to signal Yingying not to prepare the meal yet. According to the previous process, these four young men would have a meal, leave some paper money for the dead, and then be thrown into hell.
But that would only make a little bit of money. Looking at the huge amount of money on other people's coffee tables, Boss Zhou was tempted.
It seems a bit cheap for him to still be thinking about the little ghost's money even though he has become a captain of the police. But the last time he sent a message to the underworld, he had to bring ghost money, which made Boss Zhou realize that even in the underworld, money can make things work for ghosts.
Besides, I just asked Yingying, there is not much money left in the store’s account, and they have to live on the money earned by their own maids. Of course, it’s very comfortable!
But I have to find a way to get some money to show my appreciation.
Zhou Ze walked over to the four young men and stood beside them.
These four people were playing Poker, all men, and they looked to be in their early twenties. If you counted according to the amount on the coffee table, the base amount would be one hundred paper money, which was considered a big deal.
However, judging from the accents of these four young men, they didn’t sound like those from Tongcheng, but more like those from further north.
Zhou Ze guessed that it might be because all the head ghost catchers in a large area nearby had been requisitioned by the law enforcement team recently, causing some ghosts who wanted to go to hell to have nowhere to go and could only take a long way.
Zhou Ze noticed that the youngest boy, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, lost the most. He was wearing a Puma sportswear. He would always play until the end with his opponent, and then lose again after the cards were opened. Then he would take out stacks of ghost money from his pocket again and again and continue playing.
Such a rich ghost,
This is the first time I’ve met Boss Zhou.
In fact, whether you are rich after becoming a ghost depends partly on the memorials you receive from your relatives and friends, but mostly on the amount of good deeds you and your immediate family have accumulated in this lifetime.
This is basically the principle: doing good deeds during one's lifetime will bring blessings after one's death, and ghost money is just a specific medium for this.
At this time,
It seemed that he finally noticed Zhou Ze standing next to him.
The yellow-haired young man who won the most money suddenly smiled at Zhou Ze and said:
"Brother, want to play a few games together?"
As a ghost, he was very brave to ask the captain to come down and gamble with him.
but,
Boss Zhou sat down on the sofa next to him.
Answer:
"good."