Zhou Ze shook off the cigarette ash with his hand.
It's hard to imagine.
A few hours ago,
The last generation is still the high-spirited last generation.
He dared to say that he didn't care about the inheritance of the lineage of the Lord of the Palace.
He was confident that he was good enough. Even if the family business passed down from his ancestors was lost, it was lost. Anyway, as long as he wanted, he could build a bigger family business.
He is free and easy, he is firm,
In that pavilion,
The man in white who cooked with blood and flesh and drank wine,
It seems that at this moment,
It collapsed directly.
The figure who was even more Chu Liuxiang than Chu Liuxiang suddenly turned into an octogenarian, sitting under the locust tree at the entrance of the village, watching the setting sun.
He is smart and excellent. Even his ancestor, the first generation, once praised this "unpromising" prodigal son in front of Ying Gou.
Zhou Ze is not a psychologist, and he is fully aware of his own skills in comforting people.
He didn't know that the last generation was like "an old man's wish comes true", like finally seeing his eldest grandson get married, and then dying in his sleep with a smile on his face the day after the wedding.
Or maybe, because there had always been the threat of the Xuan-Yuan Sword overhead, most of his attention was focused on the game with the Xuan-Yuan Sword.
Wait for the bet result to come out.
When you look around,
When I arrived in the countryside, I looked like a person who had lost himself in chess;
What did you want a thousand years ago
Want to live.
A thousand years later, what do you want
I have no idea.
From the perspective of psychiatry, should this be named "Xuan-Yuan Sword Traumatic Syndrome"
"How about this, I know a psychologist who is my childhood friend. He is very good. When we return to Tongcheng, I can introduce you to him."
Zhou Ze felt that Wang Ke should be grateful to him, because Wang Ke would never have thought that he had introduced such a distinguished client to him.
If the last generation were to regain control of hell in the future, Wang Ke might be able to rely on this relationship to satisfy his desire to be Peng Zu.
"hehe."
The old Taoist smiled, reached out, took a cigarette from Zhou Ze, and put it in his mouth.
Zhou Ze threw the lighter to him.
The Taoist priest lit up the cigarette.
No suction,
Just hold it between two fingers and watch it burn.
"You can go back and continue thinking about it." Zhou Ze reminded.
During this time of thinking, the real Taoist can come back.
The old Taoist looked at Zhou Ze deeply.
Suddenly asked:
"I'm curious."
"What are you curious about?"
"I'm curious about how you'll react when you get to my time."
"For me, every day that passes in this life is a gain. Since I've been taking advantage of it for several years, I should be satisfied."
"I will never be satisfied, no, haha, hahahaha, people will never be satisfied, really, never.
Especially this cheap, like preferential treatment;
In the short term, people may be grateful for this bargain and feel heartfelt gratitude for this preferential treatment.
But as time goes on, this taking advantage is no longer taking advantage, and this preferential treatment is no longer preferential treatment.
This is called taking it for granted. This is something they should have, and they feel at ease taking it and enjoying it with a clear conscience.
As for,
Thank you for this kind of thing.
hehe,
It’s just bullshit.”
"That's your idea." Zhou Ze shrugged.
Xianyu's Buddhist mentality is really that it is lonely at the top.
The old Taoist licked his lips.
road:
"I'll wait and see."
"Let's see. It won't take long anyway. Well, I was expecting you to share your experience if you succeed. After all, if you can really continue to live, who would want to end it like this
But looking at you now, to be honest, it’s a good thing that you are not an ordinary 70-year-old man, otherwise I would really worry that you would jump off this building while I am using the toilet.”
"I'm not that fragile."
"All right."
"boss!"
Just then, Lawyer An and Yingying appeared at the door of the ward.
When Zhou Ze went downstairs to buy cigarettes earlier, he sent a message to Lawyer An. No matter what, this difficult time was over.
Lawyer An and Yingying arrived very quickly, or perhaps they had already left.
"Boss, you've suffered."
Yingying stood in front of Zhou Ze, looking carefully at the hospital gown on Zhou Ze and the obvious fatigue on his face.
"No one is missing any limbs, it's okay."
Although I was in great pain in the hospital during this period, I finally made it through.
Boss, we have Yingying here.
Lawyer An would naturally be tactful enough to see that if he tried to compete with Yingying for favor at this time, he would not be able to win it because of the burden of having an extra child.
so,
Lawyer An immediately focused his attention on the old Taoist.
"Ha, old Taoist!"
Lawyer An walked behind the Taoist priest and pushed him with his crotch.
The old Taoist priest, still holding a cigarette in his hand, turned around and looked at Lawyer An.
Lawyer An hugged the old Taoist's shoulders and said with a wicked smile:
"I have been busy these days. I have found out all the hair salons in the area. There is a place with many grandmas...
Bah, bah, bah, it’s my aunt.
have to,
I'll take you there after we have dinner."
If you ask Lawyer An why he has always been so nice to Lao Dao and even changed his taste for it.
Lawyer An will definitely roll his eyes at you and respond: Play the long game to catch the big fish.
What a pity,
Now the big fish was in front of him.
He still had no idea.
"By the way, Boss, where's Lao Zhang?"
Lawyer An hugged the old Taoist priest and turned to look at Zhou Ze.
He was waiting for the answer.
"Up there."
"Is Lao Zhang injured?"
Zhou Ze shook his head.
"He has become an immortal." said the old Taoist.
"Oh, hi, we should be happy for Lao Zhang, people say that only when the ancestral graves are filled with smoke can a top scholar emerge from the descendants.
Old Zhang really needs to take some time to go back and take a look at the ancestral tomb of the Zhang family. This person has become an immortal, and the tomb must be erupting like a volcano."
Having said this,
Lawyer An bit her lip.
Obviously,
In this matter,
He feels very guilty.
"Boss, everyone else is in the hotel, let's go back and I'll give you a bath."
"good."
Zhou Ze really wanted to take a shower, but in this hospital, he could only wet the towel and wipe his body himself, and he had to be very careful at all times.
at the moment,
Perhaps there is really nothing better than lying in the bathtub with your eyes closed and enjoying the massage service of your own maid.
There are too many thoughts that need to be put aside and isolated.
The four of them left the hospital building.
Zhou Ze sat in the back seat, and then the old Taoist opened the back door and sat in.
This made Yingying, who wanted to sit next to her boss in the back, stunned for a moment, but she didn't say anything and walked to the passenger seat and sat in.
"Old An."
"What's up, boss?"
Lawyer An asked while fastening his seat belt.
"Come to the hospital again tomorrow and complete the discharge procedures."
"Hey, just go, why are you doing this?"
"I deposited quite a bit of money in there when I was hospitalized."
"Understood, Boss. I'll come over in the evening."
The car started, and half an hour later, everyone returned to the popular hotel where they had stayed at the beginning.
Boss Zhou felt a little dazed. It seemed that he had originally been thinking about coming here for a vacation, and this vacation had just begun, but then he was caught up in the matter of the Bodhisattva's arrival.
The elevator arrived and Yingying and Lawyer An went out first.
"Boss, I'll go get you some water first."
"Then I'll go call them first."
Neither Zhou Ze nor the old Taoist priest were in a hurry to get out of the elevator. When the elevator door was about to close automatically, Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to block it.
He looked at the old Taoist priest and asked doubtfully:
"Not going back?"
We have come this far, why don’t you let the real Taoist out
In fact, if Boss Zhou didn't know that the free Modao now was beyond his and Ying Gou's control, he really wanted to use tough means to get the old Taoist back.
after all,
And this somewhat neurotic, sometimes heroic and sometimes chattering last emperor,
Boss Zhou really doesn't have any emotions.
The old Taoist glanced at Zhou Ze.
road:
"Let's talk later."
After that,
The Taoist priest walked out of the elevator.
"Can't you at least let us say goodbye?"
"I know."
"Boss, here, this room."
Lawyer An was already standing at the door and shouting.
immediately,
After Zhou Ze and Lao Dao came in,
Lawyer An first moved a chair for Zhou Ze and placed it in the first place. As soon as the chair was put down, the old Taoist sat on it.
"Forehead… … "
Lawyer An frowned slightly but didn't say anything, thinking that the Taoist priest was just tired. The Taoist priest didn't seem to say anything along the way, so he probably was scared.
Or maybe the boss used it to vent his anger? Overdrawn
"Boss, please sit here."
Lawyer An brought another chair over.
Xu Qinglang, the little boy, the white fox, and so on, everyone was there.
Old Zhang was sitting in the corner, holding a bottle of white wine and drinking it by himself. No wonder I smelled a strong smell of alcohol as soon as I entered the room.
He must have received information from Lawyer An earlier and knew what happened to Lao Zhang.
"Come on, come on. No matter what, we have survived this catastrophe. Let's raise a toast to our departing comrades and our triumphant boss!"
Lawyer An took out a bottle of high-quality red wine from the small refrigerator in the room.
He doesn't know much about coffee.
But he has a very high taste for red wine.
Take out the cup and pour a cup for the boss separately first.
Just as Lawyer An was about to hand the glass of wine to the boss and let him speak first,
The old Taoist picked up the glass of wine first.
He took a big sip like a cow chewing a peony.
"this… … "
Lawyer An immediately gave the old man a light kick on his butt.
He laughed and scolded:
"You old fool, you are so confused. Do you have any sense? The boss hasn't even drunk yet!"
The old Taoist is a long-term investment, while the boss is the person in charge at the moment. As the saying goes, a county magistrate is not as good as the current manager.
When the boss is not around, lick the old road;
When the boss and the old Taoist are both here, the boss must go first.
Lawyer An does have some knowledge of this.
The old Taoist frowned slightly, but still held the wine glass.
A curve appeared at the corner of Zhou Ze's mouth.
“Bang!”
Lawyer An slapped the old Taoist on the head.
He reached out and grabbed the old Taoist's ear.
Put your mouth close to it.
Doubtfully:
"Deaf?"