The next morning, Zhou Ze drove the only remaining car in the bookstore and set off with Yingying in his car.
Why is it the only one left
Don’t ask, if you want to ask, go find a Taoist priest.
The music in the car started playing. Huai'an is not very far from Tongcheng, but it is not very close either. Although they are in the same province, Huai'an has not yet opened bullet trains or high-speed trains, so you can either take a green train for more than four hours or drive yourself. Considering that you still have to find the village after arriving in Huai'an, Boss Zhou still chooses to drive.
Yingying was sitting in the passenger seat, peeling melon seeds for Zhou Ze. She wanted to take over driving from her boss, after all, she also had a driver's license, but she was still directly rejected by Boss Zhou.
Some other female drivers may be timid and occasionally be at a loss when dealing with emergencies, but it is the opposite for Yingying. She is fine after all.
Come, come, come,
Hurt each other!
After a four-hour drive, after getting off the highway and entering Huai'an city, Mr. Zhou drove to Huai'an Zhou Weiren Memorial Hall first because it was on the way;
After taking Yingying on a tour inside, we went to visit Wu Chengen's former residence.
There are only a few attractions worth mentioning in Huai'an. There is also an ancient town called Hexia, but it's a place even the locals are too lazy to visit.
In the evening, Zhou Ze found a restaurant and had dinner with Yingying.
It's not that Boss Zhou is deliberately slacking off here, it's simply because the small words below the painting indicate that one can only enter the village after 8 pm and until midnight.
After dinner, Zhou Ze set off again. The coordinates of the village were not in the city, but it was actually not far from the city. He stopped at the corner of Lianshui District.
There were farmlands all around. Boss Zhou got out of the car and lit a cigarette. The evening breeze was warm and slightly cool, which made people feel very comfortable.
It was a little hot a few days ago, but recently cold air moved south. For Zhou Ze and Yingying who like coolness, the climate is indeed much more comfortable.
The imagined scene from "Spirited Away" did not appear, nor was there any sign of the hustle and bustle of a ghost market. Boss Zhou was not an ordinary person, so it was impossible for him to have the disconcerting scene where he was standing here and was surrounded by ghosts.
This is strange.
It is a village that made its fortune from gambling.
Even if it is a ghost business,
How can we make money if there are few customers
The four young men only said that their mother-in-law was seriously ill and dying, but they did not mention that their village was besieged, so their business should have been going on as usual.
"Boss, it's time."
Zhou Ze nodded, stretched out his finger, a little bit of ghost energy condensed at his fingertips, and pointed casually forward.
Okay, all the instructions under the scroll have been completed.
Next, it depends on the other party’s reaction.
The other side reacted quickly. Just as Zhou Ze retracted his finger, a lantern appeared in front of him. The lantern was getting closer and closer. When it was right in front of him, Zhou Ze saw a figure holding the lantern.
This is not a vague name, but because the person holding a lantern is really just a shadow cast on the ground.
"Squeak..."
The vision of the farmland in front of him was distorted, and then a bronze door appeared in front of Zhou Ze. The door was half open, and there was a flickering light inside. Faintly, he could hear noisy voices.
"please… "
The shadow under the lantern spoke.
If other people encountered this scene here, they might have all kinds of strange reactions, but for Boss Zhou who had even caused a commotion in hell, no matter what happened, he was not surprised.
Zhou Ze and Yingying walked in. There was a dark corridor inside, but it was not very long. After lifting the slightly shabby curtain in front, the casino scene that Boss Zhou had imagined did not appear.
In front of him was a vermilion round table and some quaint chairs. It was surrounded by dark red curtains and looked very large and spacious.
There were drinks and delicious food on the table.
But Boss Zhou would never touch the food here. His appetite has just improved a little recently due to the appearance of Red Spider Lily oral liquid, and he doesn't want to go back to the pre-liberation era overnight.
The lantern floated in the corner by itself, and the shadow disappeared.
Zhou Ze was very outgoing and didn't show any sign of stage fright. He sat down directly on the chair, picked up the wine glass, put it to his nose and smelled it. The wine smelled good, but he still didn't drink it!
Yingying did not sit down, but stood obediently behind her boss and did her duty as a maid.
"A Maid's Self-cultivation" emphasizes that you can be more casual at home, but outside, you must give your boss enough face and respect.
I thought that the next big shot would show up. Even if it wasn't the seriously ill mother-in-law, at least a leader would come out to receive me. But no, Boss Zhou sat there for half an hour, and all he had to face was a table full of dishes that he would never touch.
There is no cell phone signal here, so even if I want to play with my phone to kill time, I can’t.
However, Boss Zhou was straightforward. Seeing that no one came out, he asked Yingying to put together a few chairs and he lay down. Yingying squatted beside him and gave him a massage.
After a while,
Zhou Ze actually fell asleep.
It's not that I'm pretending, and there's no need to pretend. With Tiehanhan in my body and the blessing of half of my face, I have two cheats at my disposal, so I naturally feel very confident.
This is different from the anxiety of gain and loss when facing a celebration.
The other party obviously knows his identity. He can just kill him with a knife. There is no way to retreat, so he has nothing to fear.
Another half hour passed.
Another door in the round hall was pushed open.
Then came
It smells nauseatingly stale, a bit like opening a train car full of sardine cans that have expired for ten years. The sour taste...
Ordinary people, let alone seeing the real person, would have to stay in bed for several months if they were exposed to his aura. If they were unlucky, they might even die.
Boss Zhou, who was just sleeping, felt like he was thrown into a stinky ditch. He was immediately awakened and covered his nose with his hands. His face was full of undisguised disgust.
They are not related at all, and they are even prepared to start fighting at the next second, so naturally they don't care whether the other person is embarrassed or not.
A very fat woman walked out of the door.
It’s not that she is fat. In fact, her face, except for the fact that she has applied too much rouge and powder, is a very standard oval face. From this, it can be seen that her figure, excluding the extreme possibility of a huge congenital disparity, should not be too fat.
It’s just that the other person’s clothes were a bit like the ones that were once popular among Western socialites. They were abnormally large and made the whole person look like a walking meatball.
The other person walked in, and three young men ran out from under her skirt. They brought the chairs over and went back under the woman's skirt.
The woman sat down, and her skirt spread out, covering a very large area.
After seeing this scene, Boss Zhou couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart, and also felt that his eyes had been opened. Keeping a group of lovers under one's skirt, this way of playing is really ten blocks away from the White Horse Club.
"Captain Zhou?"
The woman spoke, her voice was not old, but filled with a deep sense of fatigue.
Zhou Ze didn't know what had happened to the other party, but it seemed that he might have used some special method to stay forever young, but in fact, he was already exhausted from within.
It's really scary how much importance women place on appearance.
"Um."
Zhou Ze nodded and responded.
He actually hates this kind of perfunctory courtesy. No matter what the matter is, everyone should just come straight to the point.
In this respect, he is a bit similar to Tiehanhan.
"I am honored that you can come."
"Let me do it. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly."
"Someone made a bet with me half a month ago."
"The person in the scroll?"
The woman nodded and continued:
"The bet is life span."
Boss Zhou licked his lips and said, "Look, how high-end their gambling is. In comparison, those who gambled on the Russian roulette of Hai Tian Sheng Yan were simply weaklings."
"My bargaining chip is twenty-nine and a half years of my remaining thirty years of life. His bargaining chip is one day of his life.
I don’t think he took advantage of me. In fact, one day of his is much more important than a hundred years of my life. I think I am the one who took advantage of him.”
Zhou Ze was silent. If that person was really a Lord of a certain generation, then what he said was indeed correct.
One day of the Lord's life is indeed much more precious than a hundred years of ordinary people, and it is an opportunity that can only be encountered by chance.
Judging from the woman's appearance, she must have lost, so she only has half a year to live.
at the same time,
Qing's two friends are still in Jinling to capture that person. If they knew that the person had just recharged a little, they might not be so relaxed, right
Zhou Ze leaned back slightly and said:
"I'll admit defeat if I lose. What do you want to see me for?"
"Because you are his guarantor in this bet."
guarantor
Why does it feel like applying for a loan or a credit card
"Um, is it because he still has some winnings that he didn't have time to take away, so he needs to pass them on to me?"
As Zhou Ze thought about this, even the rotten smell didn't seem so disgusting anymore. It seemed that this Lord was authentic and particular about his work, and this woman was also a person who valued integrity.
It’s worth the trip!
The woman smiled slightly.
His expression was a little stiff.
road:
"Who told you that I lost the bet?"
"Isn't it obvious? Didn't you lose? How did you become like this?"
Besides, although the Lord of the Mansion cannot be equated with the God of Gamblers, there is no doubt that that kind of person is excellent and mysterious in all aspects.
"Haha." The woman sneered and said, "I win."
"How is it possible..."
“He lost.”
"No?"
"Then, he defaulted on his debt. Not only did he not give me his day, he also robbed me of my life span."
“… …” Zhou Ze.