"What is this?"
The old Taoist looked at an adult in black veil walking out of the car, and wondered, didn’t the boss and his men go out for revenge? It would have been fine if there were no casualties, but why did they come back with one more person
And this person is really weird, his whole body is covered, even his eyes are not exposed.
I can't tell whether it's a boy or a girl.
So mysterious.
Man in black
Um
wrong,
The body still smells good,
It tastes like Brazilian barbecue.
The old Taoist put his nose close to the man and smelled it. It smelled really good. He then turned his head to look at Zhou Ze and asked:
"Boss, are you guys going to eat barbecue?"
"Ugh..."
The little Loli on the side couldn't bear to watch it anymore, especially when the old Taoist put his nose close to the thing and smelled it with an intoxicated look on his face. It was really disgusting.
She was really glad that she didn't bring her physical body with her today, otherwise she would really vomit.
"Bring someone back to help you with housework, and then you can ask him to help you with things in the future." Zhou Ze said.
"What?"
The old Taoist was startled.
Damn it!
Before, I was mocking Bai Yingying, that little girl who was always thinking about competing for favor with the little loli, but now my status has been violated
Even this job where I have to clean the house every day, have to live by the ghosts' mood, have no salary at all, and have to offer sacrifices to the ghosts from time to time, is there anyone who wants to compete with me
Is there any justice in the world
The job competition is so fierce nowadays!
"Go give him a bath, be gentle." Zhou Ze said.
"bath?"
The old Taoist was stunned for a moment, then asked:
"Is she a woman?"
"Yes, it's a female, so you have to be gentle. He has severe autism."
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist
hey-hey,
I rubbed my calloused hands subconsciously.
"Is this suitable?"
"I trust you as a person."
Zhou Ze reached out and patted the old Taoist on the shoulder.
It means I am optimistic about you.
Then, Zhou Ze said to the masked man, "Follow him and do whatever he tells you to do."
The masked man walked up to the Taoist priest and was very obedient.
The Taoist priest was a little shy, but still took him to the bathroom.
Zhou Ze and others also entered the bookstore. Bai Yingying poured a cup of coffee for Zhou Ze. Zhou Ze picked up the coffee, took a sip, and then said:
"Go lock the bathroom door."
"Okay."
Bai Yingying quickly went over and locked the door.
After a while,
From the bathroom came the old Taoist's horrifying screams, and then he began to bang on the bathroom door continuously, looking as if he was in agony.
"Boss, let me out, let me out."
"Wash it first." Zhou Ze said.
“… …” old Taoist.
About half an hour later, the Taoist priest came out. His face was pale and blue. He hadn't eaten dinner yet. He sat alone at the bar, thinking about life.
The visual impact was indeed too strong, so strong that it almost made the old Taoist collapse.
The little loli went back. Her soul had been out of her body for too long and she had to go back to hibernation.
Xu Qinglang hadn't come back by dinner time, probably still feeling depressed and sad, so Zhou Ze had no choice but to order takeout.
Bai Yingying went out to buy a few sets of clothes as Zhou Ze instructed. She wanted the kind that could cover the whole body. This kind of clothes was hard to find, so Bai Yingying could only buy a few sets of Spider-Man and Iron Man clothes. After she passed them to that guy, she looked much more normal.
This way he can move around and do things normally in the bookstore in the future without worrying about scaring others.
After the meal, Zhou Ze felt distressed when he saw the old Taoist still sitting there absent-mindedly.
I feel a little guilty.
At the moment,
Zhou Ze walked over and stood in front of the old Taoist.
The old Taoist looked at Zhou Ze blankly.
Baby is so wronged,
I want to cry.
"boss… … "
"It's okay, think positively."
Zhou Ze comforted.
"Boss, next time you do this, can you let me be mentally prepared?"
It's not that the Taoist priest is too naive, but because the ghosts are surrounded by weirdos, it's not impossible that a shy girl would ask him to help her take a bath and chat about life or something.
But when he helped the man take off his clothes with anticipation and excitement,
What was exposed was a large area of burnt skin, with pus oozing everywhere...
The imagination is rich.
The reality is very harsh.
This huge gap was enough to make the old Taoist collapse. He even felt that he might be infected with the same problem as his boss because of this incident.
This is the boss's revenge, definitely revenge. Who asked me to talk about my own misstep in front of the boss all day long
This is just like talking about how your own son is a spendthrift, disobedient, and long-suffering son in front of the eunuch.
"Don't worry, it won't happen again next time."
"Well, thank you, boss." The old Taoist took a deep breath and asked, "Boss, what is this?"
That guy isn't even a human being.
"It's that Japanese priest." Zhou Ze replied.
"What?" The old Taoist was surprised.
"You can ask Bai Yingying about the specific process. Anyway, he is quite safe now. I am in control of him. You can really ask him to help with cleaning in the future."
"Okay." Hearing this, the old Taoist finally felt a little relieved.
"You are getting old now. It is not suitable for you to do this kind of work too much in the future. You should pay more attention to your health."
"Don't worry, boss. I'm in good health. I can last half an hour at a time. It's really hard and painful for them to make money from me."
"oh."
At this time, Xu Qinglang came in from outside. He walked to the bar, poured a glass of red wine, and drank it all.
Obviously, he is in a very depressed mood.
Zhou Ze patted the old Taoist on the shoulder again and said, "Don't worry, next time I ask you to do something, I will definitely let you know."
"Thank you, boss."
"He will live in the same room with you and sleep with you from now on. I'm notifying you of this in advance."
“… …” old Taoist.
Zhou Ze walked up to Xu Qinglang and asked, "What's wrong? Are you still depressed?"
"It's okay, I'm not too depressed." Xu Qinglang licked his lips with his tongue, then poured another glass of red wine and continued drinking.
Zhou Ze didn't know how to comfort him, and he thought he would get over it on his own after a while.
"Old Zhou, do you think there really are gods in this world?" Xu Qinglang asked.
"There should be some, after all, I am a ghost messenger."
If there is one, there will be two; if there are two, there will be three; if there are three, there will be everything.
Xu Qinglang nodded, "So, there is a sea god as well?"
"If you think there is, then there should be."
"That sea god is nothing."
"Maybe he's not a human. He could be a giant turtle that has transformed into a spirit."
A group of students walked into the bookstore. The leader was a girl who was about 17 or 18 years old and should be in high school.
"Boss, there are so many of us, can we get a discount?"
"What discount? I'll take care of it." said a fat male student.
Afterwards, the students sat together and started copying each other's homework.
Everyone copied very carefully and seriously, as if they were really doing it themselves.
"It seems like we've gone back to the old days." Xu Qinglang said, holding a wine glass in one hand and pointing at the students with the other.
"I have never plagiarized. It was others who copied me." Zhou Ze said with a smile.
"I see. You are a top student, an excellent student." Xu Qinglang poured a glass of wine for Zhou Ze as well.
"Everyone, have a cup of milk tea." The fat boy waved and shouted.
"good."
Xu Qinglang nodded and went back to the kitchen to start making milk tea.
After a while, the fat boy came over and asked, "Is the milk tea ready?"
"I'll bring it to you when it's ready." Bai Yingying said.
"Forget it, I'll wait. I've copied it anyway."
The fat boy was playing with his cell phone, then he took out a cigarette and lit it with his back to his classmates who were far away.
After a while, Xu Qinglang prepared the milk tea and sealed the cups one by one.
The fat boy took a cup of milk tea away, then took a straw and inserted it, then took a few more cups of milk tea and walked over to his classmates.
Bai Yingying brought the remaining milk tea over on a tray.
After a while, Zhou Ze took the initiative to stand up and walked to the students, looking left and right. This made the students who were copying homework seem very unnatural. After all, copying homework is not a glorious thing.
However, Zhou Ze also saw an exception, that is, a girl who was dressed a little more simply but looked very pretty was not copying, she was doing it herself.
Then she distributed the finished parts to the students around her to copy.
This is a very natural thing. Among a group of poor students, there must be a top student to serve as the backbone.
"The ice is almost melting, drink it quickly." The fat boy said to the top student girl, while moving the cup of milk tea towards her.
The girl shook her head, indicating that she was not thirsty, and said, "Don't come here next time. It's too expensive."
"Not expensive, not expensive. I have plenty of pocket money." The fat boy said pretentiously, "Have a drink. The milk tea in this shop tastes good and is made with great care. I was here last time and it was very expensive."
Hearing this, Zhou Ze suddenly wanted to tell this fat classmate that the milk tea drinks sold in his bookstore were all made by Xu Qinglang in the kitchen with instant powder. Ever since Old Xu realized that he had to take care of himself, he has become more and more lazier.
The girl hesitated for a moment, put down her pen, and reached out for the milk tea.
But Zhou Ze happened to walk over and his arm touched it, causing the milk tea to fall to the ground and some of it spilled out.
"Oh, excuse me, I'll get you another cup."
Zhou Ze bent down and reached out to pick up the milk tea that fell on the ground.
The fat boy raised his head and glared at Zhou Ze, "What are you doing? What the hell are you doing hanging around here?"
"Okay, don't be angry, it's just a cup of milk tea." The classmate next to him persuaded.
Zhou Ze ignored the fat classmate, and walked back to the bar with his milk tea, and said to Xu Qinglang:
"Make another bag."
Xu Qinglang nodded.
Zhou Ze walked out and stood at the door of the bookstore, smoking a cigarette.
At this time, Bai Yingying happened to be sitting behind the bar playing PUBG on her phone. Seeing the cup of milk tea that Zhou Ze brought back on the bar, she simply took it and drank it herself. After all, it just fell on the ground and no one had drunk it, so it wasn't dirty.
She doesn't need to eat, but she does need some water from time to time.
Another half hour later,
Among the group of students, those who had finished copying the homework began to leave one after another.
Finally, only the fat classmate and the female top student were left. The fat classmate said attentively:
"Shall I take a taxi to take you home?"
"No, I'll take the bus back."
The female academic packed her schoolbag and walked out of the bookstore.
The fat classmate sighed, stood up and went to the bar to pay the bill.
"A total of nine hundred." Xu Qinglang calculated based on the number of people, with a minimum consumption of one hundred.
“Alipay.”
"good."
The fat classmate paid the bill and turned to leave when he saw Zhou Ze walking in from outside.
The fat classmate snorted, obviously he was very dissatisfied with Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze smiled at him.
Then when the fat student passed by Zhou Ze,
“Bang!”
A crisp sound,
Zhou Ze slapped the fat classmate directly on the face.
A figure was pulled out from his body, and the fat classmate was beaten so hard that he spun in a circle on the spot. He felt dizzy and seemed unaware that he had just been beaten.
He looked at Zhou Ze in confusion and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
"You bumped into the door while walking. Go back quickly."
"Okay, thank you, boss."
The fat classmate nodded and smiled at Zhou Ze, then walked out of the bookstore.
In the bookstore,
A short man was left behind.
The man knelt there and trembled.
"This hairstyle is nice." Xu Qinglang said, supporting himself on the bar.
Yes, the short man does have a nice haircut,
Other people's Mohawk hair is already non-mainstream enough.
He is more exaggerated.
On your own head,
There was a knife stuck in it.
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