The gentleman boss glanced at his employee, shook his head, and made a "please" gesture to Zhou Ze, indicating that Zhou Ze could come in and talk.
The female employee was nervously pinching the edge of her clothes with both hands, she was so anxious that tears were about to fall out, and it was obvious that she was very scared. She was not afraid of Zhou Ze, but afraid of her boss.
Zhou Ze walked into the compartment.
Few Internet cafes will open an office specifically. Most of them are eager to squeeze out the last bit of space. They will arrange one more camera position if possible, and one more private room if possible. As for the resting place for the staff, they will keep it as simple as possible.
Moreover, this office is really spacious. There is a room inside, which should be a bedroom. There are sofas and desks in the main hall. The carpet is a sealed ink painting with a large landscape style. When people step on it, they seem to be as if they are surrounded by white mountains and black waters.
The walls were hung with calligraphy and paintings, some of which were signed by famous artists, some of which even Zhou Ze, who knew nothing about calligraphy and painting, had some impression of. He had no idea whether they were real or fake.
But... it should be true. After all, the other party can open an Internet cafe in a place like South Street, and it is extremely luxurious to build such a large space inside as a living and resting area.
When Zhou Ze looks at this person now, he feels a bit like how others looked at him in the past.
In a city's most golden commercial street, opening a bookstore that will definitely lose money,
Um,
This boss must be "unfathomable", or at least very rich.
The other party made tea and brought it over.
"Please take a seat."
Zhou Ze sat down on the sofa. It could be said that he came here to call for an explanation, but in fact, his emotional inclination was not that strong.
It is inevitable for anyone to have some subjective emotional tendencies when doing anything. For example, Zhou Ze felt uncomfortable seeing that woman, and although he helped her pick the insect out, he would not rush to ask for an explanation or revenge for her.
"This incident is my fault. I failed to discipline my people. Thank you for your help, brother. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."
Saying,
The gentleman crushed the teacup in his hand.
Then he grabbed a piece of ceramic with his right hand and slashed it directly at his left arm!
For a time,
The left arm from the shoulder down,
A horrible wound appeared.
Bloody.
Zhou Ze lowered his head and took a sip of tea. The fragrance of the tea filled the air and was refreshing.
The other party's blood dripped onto the carpet and formed a pool, but he acted as if nothing had happened. He supported the frame of his glasses with his right hand, let his left hand hang by his side, walked up to Zhou Ze, and asked:
"Brother, what do you think of this explanation?"
Zhou Ze nodded, indicating that it was enough.
In fact, according to Boss Zhou's view of good and evil, he does not have any awareness that he must "enforce justice on behalf of heaven" when "special people" bring disaster to the world. Zhou Ze is not sure whether there are really such people as "Longhu Mountain Taoist priests" and "Laoshan Taoist priests" in this world, but he understands one thing, no matter how it is arranged, the responsibility of punishing evil and promoting good and maintaining the righteous order of the world will never fall on him, a ghost messenger.
at best,
The real reason Zhou Ze came here was simply because he accidentally discovered that the neighbor who lived across the street was a little unusual. In keeping with the taboo of sleeping next to someone, he came to find out more about him.
"Brother, may I ask which sect you belong to?"
First, some self-punishment.
Then I started to find out the details.
This is a common tactic in the underworld.
Zhou Ze pointed to the ground.
What I mean is that I am an underground worker.
"Oh, you are a tomb-robbing brother. I wonder which school of tomb-robbing you learned from?"
“… …” Zhou Ze.
"I am sorry for being so abrupt. My name is Qu Mingming. I am from Henan and my ancestors were doctors.
But when it comes to my generation, haha, I like to play games. When I was a kid, I often skipped classes and didn’t like going to the clinic. I liked going to Internet cafes. So now I have left home and opened an Internet cafe. This Internet cafe has been open for half a year.
It seems that it was my negligence that I didn't know there was a man like you nearby who was so talented."
"I thought you were from Miaojiang."
"Is it because of that bug? In fact, medicine and witchcraft have been inseparable since ancient times. Even in the more distant past, doctors also worked part-time as fortune tellers and other professions, and were called wizards in the tribe.
Because of the influence of some film, television and literary works, people nowadays believe that witchcraft is only practiced in the Miao area. This is just a popular misunderstanding.
The worm was fed with a mixture of traditional Chinese medicine. After entering the human body, it can release chronic toxins, causing the heart and lung functions to begin to fall into a cycle of failure.
I didn't expect my little sister to hit me so hard this time. It was my negligence. Thinking about it now, I can't help but feel a little scared. Thanks to my brother's help, no disaster happened."
There are indeed many extraordinary people in this world. They may not be all profoundly intelligent, but the methods they use should never be underestimated.
Since the other party mistakenly thought that he was a tomb robber, it meant that he did not have the ability of "yin and yang eyes" and could not see through his true identity.
Moreover, the other party performed perfectly both in terms of attitude and self-punishment. He was well-founded and sincere, and there was really nothing to criticize.
As for the bartender, the man's self-harm in front of her was already a punishment for her, so Zhou Ze would not pursue the matter any further.
Are you really going to call the police and tell them that someone here is using "Miaojiang witchcraft" to kill people
If a humorous policeman answers the phone, he might say: Okay, then please destroy her on behalf of the moon!
"Since we are neighbors, why don't you stay for dinner? I may not be very talented, but my cooking skills are passable."
Have a meal
never mind.
Zhou Ze is not used to eating out.
Zhou Ze was about to refuse, but who would have thought that classmate Qu Mingming would add another sentence:
“I am good at medicinal food, using medicine to flavor the body, which can regulate the qi and blood throughout the body and activate the meridians.
Judging from your complexion, I noticed that you are often injured, brother
Therefore, the negative energy accumulated in the body will condense and not dissipate, and these things will eventually be harmful to the body.
If you take care of it, it can help prolong your life.
People live by their qi, and when the qi is alive, people are strong and the ghosts dare not invade. "
“… …” Zhou Ze.
“No need.”
Zhou Ze stood up and prepared to leave. He knew his own body well. Would he come here to "recuperate" every time he performed Wushuang in the future
By then, the Internet cafe owner might think he is so dedicated because he always has to fight with the zongzi he encounters when robbing tombs.
wrong,
Zongzi,
That sounds a bit harsh.
Zhou Ze walked to the door.
Qu Mingming actually spoke again:
"My medicinal food is very effective in treating hidden diseases."
Hidden illness
Zhou Ze stopped.
He rubbed his neck and sighed:
"My neck does seem to be a little sore. It was injured before. Let's treat it."
… … …
The kitchen is on the second floor.
Yes,
Qu Mingming rented two floors, one floor was used as an internet cafe, office and bedroom,
This second floor,
Various medicinal materials are piled up in different categories, as well as several large and small stoves and pots. It is simply a paradise for foodies.
After Zhou Ze came up to take a look around, he went downstairs. There was an area blocked by a curtain, but Qu Mingming didn't lift the curtain to let him in, so Zhou Ze tactfully didn't go in.
actually,
Zhou Ze had already "heard" a lot of "tiny" sounds inside, so it was self-evident what was stored there.
Boss Zhou is not very interested in those poisonous insects.
Qu Mingming was in charge of preparing the medicinal food, and he said he would bring it down when it was ready.
Zhou Ze was alone in the office admiring the paintings when the bar girl came in with tears in her eyes. She knelt on the floor and wiped the blood stains off the carpet with a rag.
She was very sad and upset. When Zhou Ze saw her, he seemed to see Bai Yingying.
If I were injured and bleeding so much, Bai Yingying would probably be very sad too.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ze took out his cell phone and called Bai Yingying, saying that he was surfing the Internet at the Internet cafe across the street and would not be back for dinner.
Bai Yingying shouted that she would come and fly with Zhou Ze after she finished her bookstore business.
Oh no, it's a double row game.
She thought Zhou Ze went to the Internet cafe to play games.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ze found that the little girl was still standing there, looking at him with a complicated expression.
Zhou Ze pointed at his face:
"Blame me?"
The little girl didn't respond. She reached out to wipe her tears, pouted, and walked out of the office, looking very aggrieved.
Zhou Ze shrugged. These days, little fangirls are the most difficult to deal with. He could only hope that Qu Mingming could keep a good eye on her. However, Zhou Ze did not take it too seriously. It seemed that it was not his business if these non-ghost beings killed or injured people. There were so many murders and other vicious incidents happening in the world every day.
… …
After wiping the blood stains, the little girl washed her hands and went upstairs.
Qu Mingming was squatting beside the small stove watching the fire. The medicinal food stewed in the pot had a rich flavor but not greasy. Instead, it exuded a mint-like fragrance.
"Brother, you don't have to be like this."
The girl walked over to her boss and grabbed his left hand with some heartache.
"It's okay. My sister was ignorant and got into trouble. Of course, I, as her brother, should bear the responsibility. The man below is also a reasonable person and didn't make things difficult for us."
"He is just a lowly person, a low-class character, but he really thinks he is an official."
"Qu Zhenzhen, if you did something wrong, it's wrong. If he hadn't intervened, you might have been convicted of a murder. Gu worms are spirits. Do you really want to be attacked by the worms you raised yourself one day?"
"Okay, okay, I'm really wrong. I'm really, really wrong."
Qu Zhenzhen reached out and stroked her brother's arm, buried her face in it, and gently licked the wound with her tongue.
"Brother, you are so good to me."
"Nonsense, you are my sister. If I don't treat you well, who should I treat well?"
"Well, my brother loves me the most."
"hehe."
Qu Mingming reached out and touched his sister's face.
Qu Mingming raised his head, looked at his brother with admiration, and said:
"Brother, I will always be your stove top."
"Good boy." Qu Mingming lifted the lid and took a look, then said, "It's time to use it as medicine. His yang energy is weak and his yin energy is strong, which may be due to staying in a place like a tomb for a long time.
But it's also quite interesting,
It is impossible for ordinary tomb robbers to go into tombs so frequently. He gave me the feeling that he was sleeping in the tomb every day.
never mind,
Take three qian of Nine-Lady Beetle, one qian of Silver Threadworm, and one qian of Dark Firefly. This will cure the yang deficiency in his body."
After Qu Mingming finished speaking, he placed his hand on his sister's chin.
"Yeah, okay."
The girl nodded.
Then open your mouth,
The next moment,
Three small insects with patterns on their wings flew out of her mouth.
A small silver insect slowly crawled out of her left ear.
A dark, gold-like insect suddenly squeezed out from the corner of her eye.
These insects fell obediently into Qu Mingming's palm.
Qu Mingming turned his palm over.
Throw all these bugs into the pot.
For a time,
The taste of medicinal food is more fragrant.