Zhou Ze has never returned to this place since he dug Bai Yingying out, and Yingying has never returned here either. In fact, if they had been more attentive, they might have discovered the abnormality here earlier.
But perhaps Mrs. Bai grasped this point, so she did not try to cover it up. She just said, "I went to hell," and then openly left such a clear trace here.
even,
Mrs. Bai might have been standing in some dark corner. In the past year or so, she has been staring at the study. Through the glass window, perhaps in the early morning or late at night, a white figure would appear and leave silently from time to time.
And Zhou Ze,
Including everyone in the bookstore,
I didn't notice it.
Licking his lips,
Zhou Ze looked at Bai Yingying who was standing beside him.
The Cold Clothes Festival has clearly passed,
I didn't burn anyone.
Mrs. Bai jumped out again.
What exactly is her purpose
There are too many things that I cannot understand, but I cannot get the answers. At least, before I catch Mrs. Bai, these doubts cannot be explained.
Stand up,
Zhou Ze asked Yingying to go back with him.
Zhou Ze had no idea what rank Madam Bai was, but he didn't take it too seriously. No matter how powerful that woman was, could she be more powerful than the King of Hell
But this woman was watching him secretly.
I always feel uncomfortable.
Like a thorn in the side,
and,
She may not be able to do anything to herself.
But Yingying was accompanied and nurtured by her for two hundred years.
She said she had no means against Yingying,
Zhou Ze was the first one who didn't believe it.
"Yingying."
"boss?"
"If suddenly one day, Madam Bai appeared in front of you, what would you do?"
Yingying looked at her boss and fell into deep thought.
She knew what her boss meant.
I also understand that although the boss is asking a question, he only wants one answer.
She is hesitating.
She is struggling.
If it were a role like an ordinary boyfriend,
I should have gone over to comfort her by now. How could I let my girlfriend fall into such a difficult situation
But Zhou Ze just concentrated on driving his car.
I didn't pay any attention to it.
Straight men are straight men.
Although Zhou Ze’s words to Tie Hanhan a while ago: “Without my essence, you wouldn’t be alive today and you wouldn’t be able to achieve such a status” are also hard to bear.
But the two of them were actually a bit like the pot calling the kettle black.
otherwise,
Zhou Ze had such good conditions in his previous life, it is impossible for him to remain single forever.
An excellent surgeon climbed up the ranks in the hospital very quickly, and at least among the citizens, he was considered a "rich man".
But Boss Zhou managed to survive without any physical or mental illness or any external interference.
With your own ability,
I am now single.
Most people can’t do it under the same conditions!
"Boss, if we see my wife..." Yingying mustered up her courage and said firmly, "I will beat her to death!"
Zhou Ze smiled.
Nod,
He was not afraid that Mrs. Bai would attack him head-on.
In fact, if Mrs. Bai had that level and that ability,
Why bother to be so secretive and mysterious at Disney
Life is not a TV series after all. What Zhou Ze wants to avoid is the kind of brainless Madonna plot in TV series, such as when Mrs. Bai walks in front of Yingying, and Yingying thinks of their old relationship and what's wrong;
This kind of plot development is the most ridiculous and infuriating.
Now,
With Yingying's promise,
Zhou Ze knew clearly,
This pit was filled by myself.
Yingying rested her head on Zhou Ze's shoulder.
Close your eyes.
This choice was indeed a bit cruel for her, as it was equivalent to forcing her to break up with her parents and boyfriend.
"Yingying."
"Boss~~~"
"I never meant to burn you."
"Well, I know."
"So, don't be sad."
"Yes, OK, boss."
"Be good, call one and let me hear it."
“Oh…”
"hey-hey."
… …
Finally back to the bookstore,
In hell,
Zhou Ze missed the bookstore.
In Shanghai,
Zhou Ze missed the bookstore.
After leaving Tongcheng,
I've always missed bookstores.
There is sunshine, newspapers, coffee, rock sugar, and a cook.
perhaps,
For Zhou Ze,
bookstore,
It means a life attitude, he is obsessed with it and cannot extricate himself.
And this kind of life is the most precious and the one we are most willing to protect and maintain.
only,
After getting off the bus, Zhou Ze found that the lights in the bookstore were off.
The little girl sent a message saying that she had returned home and would move back to the bookstore during the winter vacation. Lawyer An was out looking for clues about Mrs. Bai, and Lao Zhang should also be at the police station.
But at least Lao Dao, Xu Qinglang and others were in the bookstore, so it was impossible that there was no one there.
Open the door.
Zhou Ze saw two candles lit on the bar.
The old Taoist sat behind the bar, his long horse face emitting an obscure and inexplicable glow under the candlelight.
"Qian Xiaohao is here to film a horror movie?"
Zhou Ze asked.
The lights in other stores on the street were still on, so it was obviously impossible that there was a power outage.
"No, Boss, there's a reason."
The old Taoist explained.
"Oh."
Zhou Ze reached out and turned on the switch, and the light came on immediately.
“Ah ...
A low cry came from the corner.
Zhou Ze looked over.
I didn't notice it before.
There was actually a boy who looked like a student curled up and hiding in the corner.
Not a living person,
It's a ghost.
It's performance.
Lawyer An had just told me that he would go to Yunnan with me later to make up for the last achievement and be promoted directly to captain of the police.
But now,
A mosquito's legs are also meat,
Since there are performance results,
How can you not take it
“Don’t come over here… Don’t come over here… Don’t come over here…”
The boy hugged his knees with his hands.
Shivering constantly.
"When the light was on, he kept yelling."
The old Taoist said helplessly.
The boss didn't come back, the little girl went home, and there was no ghost messenger in the bookstore. The old Taoist couldn't drive him away, otherwise, with the boss's temper, he would dare to take away his sales.
hehe.
But the guy kept yelling,
The old Taoist couldn't stand it either.
If it's a living person, it doesn't matter. Just seal their mouth with plastic tape.
But he is a ghost.
What do you use to seal it
Therefore,
The old Taoist simply turned off the lights.
Lighted a candle,
As long as the lights are off,
The boy won't scream.
The boy was wearing a sports suit and looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a fairly handsome face.
What a pity.
So young,
Just died.
Zhou Ze felt a little pity and regret, but he didn't think too much about it. He would die at the age of 30, and it would be a new stage in his career and life. Who would feel sorry for him
At the moment,
Zhou Ze looked directly at the old Taoist priest, "Is the meal ready?"
Book house rules,
Before sending the ghost on his way,
A light meal, please.
Deduct more money by the way.
"No, I'm just preparing. What would I prepare if you didn't come back?"
At this time, Xu Qinglang came out with two cold dishes. Without the ghost messenger, no one could send the child on the road.
"Then let's prepare it, let him eat and drink well so he can get ready for the journey."
Saying,
Zhou Ze reached out and touched his ears.
The crying of female ghosts requires a certain rhythm and cadence.
It’s quite interesting to listen to it more often, and you can also appreciate the piano music;
But the boy kept shouting in a low voice.
That feeling is very nauseating.
Zhou Ze understood Lao Dao a little.
I might as well just walk over there myself.
Turn off the lights.
After the lights are turned off,
The boy stopped crying.
After Xu Qinglang has made all the arrangements,
The Taoist priest invited the boy into the private room.
Small wooden table,
Small bench,
Just eat it with some old rice wine and some cold dishes.
The boy sat there eating silently. After the lights were turned off, he returned to normal and ate with great relish.
"Alas, poor child, he died so young."
The old Taoist sitting nearby sighed.
The old Taoist has always been more compassionate towards children.
"By the way, Taoist priest, how long has it been since you last had that live broadcast?"
Zhou Ze asked.
It seems like it’s been a while since I’ve seen a Taoist doing a live broadcast to scam for tips.
"I dare not open it. The supervision is strict recently. What if it is reported by some evil maggot-hearted person or unlucky seed
He was accused of promoting feudal superstition, and not only was his live broadcast room closed, but he might not even get to share the rewards he received previously.
Just wait a while, and start broadcasting after the hype has died down."
There are quite a few loyal fans in Laodao's live broadcast room. At the beginning, he could even sell ghost money according to the market value of Tiandi Bank, which is enough to show how awesome Laodao is.
At this time,
Xu Qinglang came over with two cocktails, gave one to Zhou Ze, and said:
"How's your busy work going?"
"No clue yet."
"Well, what about hell? Judging from what Lawyer An said in the WeChat group before, something big happened?"
"interested?"
"A little curious."
"Let's have a discussion when Lao An comes back and talk about it together. I'm too lazy to say it a second time."
"good."
"Boss, are you taking a shower?"
Yingying went to prepare clothes.
"Wait a moment, until he finishes eating."
Send the person on his way, then take a shower.
"Okay."
Yingying went upstairs first to make the bed. The boss was very clean, and no one had slept on the bed in the study for a week, so the bedding must be replaced.
Zhou Ze no longer needs to give instructions on these matters, Yingying knows what to do herself.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak!”
The little monkey jumped in front of Zhou Ze at this time.
He stretched out his claws and gently touched Zhou Ze's pocket.
What it touched was the Yin-Yang Book.
"When the fox comes tomorrow, I will let your two friends go. I mean what I say."
“Squeak, squeak, squeak!”
The little monkey danced with joy.
It was holding the toy that Lao Dao bought for it.
The old Taoist really treats it as his own grandson and gives it a lot of toys.
The little monkey is holding a rake in his hand.
After pressing the button,
The rake's light will keep flashing.
And it makes a "hissing" sound of electric current.
Plus, turn off the lights.
So when the little monkey waved,
It really has the flavor of a silver snake dancing wildly.
It’s a pity that the eldest brother stole the second brother’s weapon.
Suddenly, a scream came from the box next to him.
The boy who was just eating and preparing to go suddenly knelt down from his chair.
Holding his head in his hands,
He cried out in horror:
"Don't shock me, don't shock me!
Please, don't shock me, don't shock me!"