In the bookstore,
Liu Chuyu sat at a seat with tea and a fruit plate beside him. He didn't take any books to pretend to read, but took out a makeup mirror to touch up his makeup.
That delicacy, that affectation, that demeanor,
Tsk tsk.
After seeing this scene, Xu Qinglang found himself unable to accept it. In the end, he simply turned a blind eye and went upstairs to rest.
Zhou Ze vaguely heard a disdainful voice coming from Xu Qinglang who had just walked up the stairs:
"S-s-s-s."
The old Taoist priest was still sitting at the bar, with a book called "The Adventures of ****" in his hand, reading it with great interest.
He would also touch his crotch from time to time.
When I had nothing to do before, I would read "Bai Jie's Coaching Career".
I even finished reading the sequel which consisted of several million words, and re-read it several times.
In the end, the old Taoist even complained that his boss had resurrected too early and should have let that damn Xu Le write more. After all, this was a great cause that would benefit generations of people and would even become a trace of youth deep in the hearts of generations.
Bai Yingying sat behind Zhou Ze, adding hot tea to him from time to time, and then she held a book called "Self-cultivation of a Maid" in her hand and studied it carefully.
And this is the Japanese version.
Zhou Ze was a little surprised that Bai Yingying had taught herself Japanese.
But thinking about it makes me feel relieved. If a person has lived for two hundred years without any physical or mental degeneration, her wisdom should be difficult to view from the perspective of ordinary people.
Just like that, night gradually began to fall.
The Taoist priest is waiting for the dead soul. He is waiting for the singer, hoping that the singer's dead soul can come and satisfy the Taoist priest's special star-chasing needs.
The new ghost catcher Liu Chuyu from Changzhou was also waiting for his soul.
Zhou Ze stretched his body.
I looked up at the two of them.
I wonder if they are waiting for someone
seem,
This is really possible.
But is this colleague next door also a fan
Do you become a ghost messenger just to chase stars
hehe,
It’s not that extreme.
"Squeak..."
The door of the library was pushed open.
A tall and thin man wearing a bamboo hat walked in. He was holding a bamboo pole and was wearing sunglasses.
Wearing sunglasses at night,
And the bamboo hat,
I really want someone to smash his head off.
The tall and thin man who showed an attitude of "I am showing off" and "I am a master" from beginning to end found a seat by the window and sat down.
He didn't order tea, nor did he take anything out from the bookshelf. He just continued to sit there with his sunglasses on.
The old man was quite knowledgeable and took a glass of mineral water and handed it to him, while at the same time admonishing the pretentious man:
"The minimum consumption is one hundred yuan."
After putting down the water, the old Taoist walked back to the bar and continued reading the book.
The monkey was bored, so he came up to the Taoist priest and scratched his crotch as if he was scratching a louse.
The monkey was small and the Taoist priest was sitting behind the bar, so Boss Zhou didn't see it. If Zhou Ze had seen it, he would probably have slapped the Taoist priest in the face.
In Zhou Ze's memory, there is a scene that he can never forget, which is the scene where Monkey stood outside the emergency room, took out his "iron rod" and jerked it frantically.
Now the little monkey still maintains its initial innocence, which is good. Boss Zhou will not sit idly by and watch the Taoist continue to lead the monkey astray.
With one more person, the atmosphere in the bookstore became even quieter.
No one talks, no one chats,
Everyone looks at their own.
Zhou Ze simply closed his eyes and lay back. Bai Yingying stood up and helped Zhou Ze massage his shoulders.
I waited like this, half asleep, until about twelve o'clock. Then the wind started to blow outside, and the temperature seemed to drop a little.
Zhou Ze raised his head with some confusion and looked out the window.
Bai Yingying muttered, "Boss, is this a ghost? What a grand ceremony."
Yes,
The wind is blowing.
It's raining lightly.
All it needs is a background music, and it will be just like the protagonist in a movie.
Boss Zhou has sent away countless ghosts in this bookstore. Others just quietly enter the village without firing a shot, but today is the first time he has encountered such a high-profile situation.
There's a ghost in the wind.
It's definitely a ghost.
Next, the BGM appeared. There was a man singing outside. It was a love song that was very popular in the 1990s. His voice was melodious and carried a unique vicissitudes of life.
The old Taoist immediately stood up, his face full of excitement!
WTF,
It’s really coming!
Liu Chuyu didn't move and continued to look at himself in the mirror. He kept this posture and movement for several hours. The more he looked at himself, the more he wanted to look at himself. The more he thought he was handsome, he was deeply immersed in it.
The pretentious man in the bamboo hat did not move either. He had been sitting upright since he came in. His style was really comparable to that of Deadpool who was sitting there motionless. The two seemed to be competing with each other.
The visitor was very presentable.
The first one to come in,
It was a man in a burgundy suit, singing soulfully with a pale face.
The Taoist priest almost ran over to ask for an autograph, but behind the man, there was actually a woman, a woman wearing a red dress, and even her feet were wearing red high heels.
Ordinary people can't see it.
But Zhou Ze could see,
The red on this woman's body had turned into a "water"-like liquid that was dripping down. Wherever she walked, there were traces of red.
Liu Chuyu finally stood up, walked in front of the woman, and looked at her with sharp eyes.
The woman raised her head, looked at him, then smiled slightly, spread her hands, and said:
"Sir Ghost Messenger, I will abide by the agreement and tie myself up and go to hell."
Liu Chuyu pursed his lips, looking a little angry.
Zhou Ze could understand why this new colleague was angry. Perhaps Liu Chuyu had some agreement with this female ghost, just like he had with the woman who accompanied his son to review for the college entrance examination.
But now the result is,
The woman became a ghost.
Ghost,
Not qualified to enter hell and reincarnate again.
It’s like the fruit that was originally fresh and could be sold at a good price has become rotten. Not to mention selling it, you’re afraid of getting a stomachache even if you eat it.
"Let him go. You can't go to hell. Just dissipate on your own. He is still okay. Release your restraints on him and I will send him to hell."
"Hello!"
Bai Yingying was very dissatisfied and wanted to say something.
But Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed her wrist, signaling her not to speak.
Zhou Ze knew what Bai Yingying wanted to complain about. You came here to find the female ghost, but after discovering that the female ghost turned into a fierce ghost and could not change the achievement points, you actually wanted to send the male ghost away.
This is Tongcheng, my boss's territory.
What's the point of you coming here to steal business
"I want to be with him."
The female ghost's hands were tightly held with the male ghost's. The male ghost had a confused look on his face, while the female ghost's eyes were full of affection.
This is what a die-hard fan is.
I'm so crazy that I'd die.
Become a ghost,
I will take you to hell with me.
The Taoist priest said during the day that the death of this male singer was a bit unusual. Before his death, he revealed all his dark history and then jumped off the building.
It seems that it was affected by ghosts.
Zhou Ze's mind focused slightly.
There is a ghost killing people in my own city.
This is no small matter.
"You humiliated yourself, and now you drag him down with you. Don't be shameless!"
Liu Chuyu stared at the female ghost and spoke word by word.
The female ghost was a little shy and a little complaining, but she still knelt down in front of Liu Chuyu and cried and begged:
"Sir, please, I will not feel lonely if he walks with me on the road to the underworld."
"The Yellow Spring Road? Do you think you still have a chance to go to the Yellow Spring
Now, let him go and I will take him down. You have done enough to hurt him."
“But I had three abortions and gave everything for him!
I love him,
I love him more than my family.
I feel sorry for my family.
I just want him to be with me now, even if we have to go to hell together!"
The ghost girl seemed to be a little crazy.
Of course.
Unless you are crazy and have deep obsessions, you cannot become a ghost.
"Get out of my way!"
Liu Chuyu turned over the mirror he had been playing with, and a beam of purple light shot out and hit the female ghost directly. The female ghost fell heavily to the ground, and her soul became much weaker.
Next,
Liu Chuyu grabbed the soul of the male singer.
"No, no, please, please, no, no!!!"
The female ghost begged desperately, grabbing Liu Chuyu's legs with both hands.
But Liu Chuyu was unable to move because of this.
Zhou Ze, who had been content to be a "spectator" from the beginning till now, finally showed a look of realization on his face.
Before, Zhou Ze was wondering in his heart why this new colleague from next door would go to Tongcheng specifically to hunt down a female ghost. Even if this female ghost turned into a fierce ghost, it was actually not that important. It would be the same if she ran to Tongcheng and was dealt with by the ghost catcher of Tongcheng.
The key point of the problem is that after the female ghost's soul was injured,
It can actually restrain the actions of a ghost messenger!
This is definitely not an ordinary female ghost.
To be precise,
It's not that this female ghost had any abnormal changes after her death.
But this woman was alive,
Absolutely extraordinary!
This is a big fish.
In reality, there are people like the bald monk who are all-encompassing.
In fact, Xu Qinglang can be considered as one of this type, but he is only half-baked. The Taoist's ancestors must have been wealthy, otherwise they would not have left behind such useful talisman papers. And just like buying cabbages in bulk, the Taoist would have another one after he used one.
Zhou Ze lit a cigarette, but he still didn't move. If the female ghost hadn't turned into an evil ghost, Boss Zhou might have resorted to robbing the enemy by force.
However, Zhou Ze did not move. The tall and thin man with his head in his pockets, who looked like he wanted to tell everyone in the world "I'm showing off", slowly stood up.
He took off his pocket.
His bald head was revealed.
Those triangular eyes give people a very mischievous feeling.
Looking at the female ghost clinging to Liu Chuyu's legs and begging for mercy,
Looking at Liu Chuyu who was constantly beating and scolding the female ghost with a mirror,
The tall and thin man took a deep breath.
He said in a deep voice:
"That's too much, you damned ghost messengers."
“… …” Zhou Ze.
Boss Zhou, who was sitting on the side without saying anything or moving, had a black question mark on his face
This is really,
People sit at home,
The pot came from the sky.
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