"Have you seen the Taoist priest so early in the morning?"
Xu Qinglang asked while picking vegetables.
In the vegetable garden, fresh and tender vegetables are growing well, with morning dew on them. No filters or posing are needed, giving people a pleasing feeling.
Yes, looking at a piece of vegetable gives you the illusion of looking at a masterpiece of art.
“No.”
The black girl answered while squatting on the ground and checking the soil. She checked the soil in the vegetable garden every day and then made fine adjustments to ensure that the soil quality was optimal.
In the ground, only Deadpool's head was exposed. He turned his head towards the outside.
It means that the Taoist priest has gone out.
"Out?" Xu Qinglang took a bite of the tomato he had just picked and said while chewing, "He went out so early in the morning. What's the hurry?"
Deadpool shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.
The visible greenery inside and outside the bookstore and the invisible vegetation in the corners are actually equivalent to Deadpool's eyes and ears. He is the security system of the bookstore. No one entering or leaving can escape his "surveillance."
Shaking his head, Lao Xu didn't think any more and left the vegetable garden directly with the picked vegetables.
Since having a vegetable garden, Xu Qinglang felt that his work had become much easier, as he could simply pick some vegetables from next door.
Moreover, it is all natural and pollution-free. If it weren't for the limitation of planting area and the need to ensure the production of red spider lilies, Xu Qinglang really wanted to ask them to plant all kinds of fruit trees and grape vines. The name of the store could also be changed in the future. Instead of calling it Late Night Bookstore, it could be called Late Night Farm or Late Night Orchard.
Of course, the cost is not low. Although the labor is free, just think about it, growing vegetables in the most prosperous commercial pedestrian street in the city center where every inch of land is valuable.
What a luxury!
When he reached the door of the bookstore, Xu Qinglang flipped the "Open" sign to "Temporarily Closed".
There was not a single ghost official at the bookstore right now, so the business was not going well. Besides, the old Taoist priest who liked to sit behind the bar and watch TV to kill time was not here either. Xu Qinglang was too lazy to sit there and act as a pendulum clock, so he simply closed the shop.
He went upstairs to his room and moved the carpet away, revealing the densely packed mysterious array runes underneath. It had been like this for a long time. Xu Qinglang liked to convert his room into an array display room. When Lawyer An first came in, he was really blinded by the brilliance.
On one side of the wall, there is a huge map of China with many small flags on it.
Ever since Boss Zhou took a group of people to Sichuan last time, Xu Qinglang had already started investigating and sensing the true location of his master.
Of course, that might not be his master, or it might be something else, and his master was born from that thing.
It sounds a bit awkward, but that's the truth.
A person who wants to die but cannot, and is tortured into a deep moralist, has actually long ceased to be considered a human being. His death and his birth have always seemed very confusing.
According to Boss Zhou's original general policy,
Salted fish overwhelms everything!
In order to better salt fish,
Then you have to:
Anyone who offends me will be punished no matter how far away they are!
Xu Qinglang's master has made two mortal enemies with the book house. It is conceivable that if he is given another chance, the next time he "comes back to life", he will definitely go straight to the book house to cause trouble.
If it was a challenge, a group fight or a one-on-one fight, that would be fine, but the key is that this guy has endless unimaginable methods that make it impossible to guard against him. For example, he came when Ying Gou hadn't woken up yet.
This hidden danger must be eliminated in advance.
Xu Qinglang had sensed his master's location very early on.
In the center of the formation in front of him, there was a glass bottle. The black beads in the bottle were the traces left over from the last time his master appeared.
What Lao Xu has been doing recently is actually to reversely deduce based on these traces in order to sense the other party's position.
But the results derived every day are somewhat laughable.
One day it is in the southwest, another day it is in the northeast, another day it is in the south, and another day it is in the northwest. In short, it is constantly circling around the head, butt, back, and balls of the rooster on the map...
Keep spinning in circles,
Just don't lean towards the chicken's belly.
We don’t know what’s happening over there, let alone what they’re doing, but one thing is certain: with the other party’s aimless “crossing” method, it’s basically impossible to find the other party and then launch a targeted attack with the current human and material resources of the bookstore.
Xu Qinglang sat down cross-legged and began to activate the formation as if he was completing a task.
The formation began to operate slowly, and the black beads in the glass bottle began to tremble slightly.
Xu Qinglang calmed down and began to sense.
Suddenly,
Xu Qinglang opened his eyes.
Open your mouth.
His eyes were filled with surprise, fear, and anger.
At the same time, there was also a sense of surprise!
"He's... here."
… … …
Tongcheng Hotel was considered a landmark building in Tongcheng about fifteen years ago. People in Tongcheng at that time considered it a matter of face to eat or stay there.
However, with the rapid development of the city in recent years, Tongcheng Hotel has long lost its former uniqueness and aura. High-rise buildings are constantly being erected nearby, and the former big brother has finally become a poor little brother.
"Okay, here we go. Three suites. How much?"
After completing the check-in procedures at the front desk, Boss Zhou walked out of the lobby.
Lin Ke stood beside him, and when Zhou Ze reached into his pocket, he found that the cigarette box was empty.
Lin Ke handed over a pack of cigarettes, took out one and gave it to Zhou Ze.
“Just bought it.”
"Um."
Boss Zhou didn't even say thank you and just lit a cigarette.
Thinking back then,
When he first became a ghost catcher, the little Lolita was a terrifying mountain standing in front of him. Now, she would read his expression and help him buy cigarettes.
But when he thought that "Qing" was already in Tongcheng, and that two more babies might be coming in a few days, Boss Zhou felt a headache, and the little bit of self-satisfaction that had just risen up in his heart disappeared in an instant.
Old Taoist priest, please don't let me down.
Now, Boss Zhou can only hope that the Taoist priest can maintain his record. Otherwise, sooner or later, the bookstore will have to face off against "Qing" and his men.
At this time, a group of men in suits walked in from outside, surrounding a heavily made-up woman. The thickness of the makeup on the woman's face was probably enough to kill mosquitoes directly.
"This is it, the conditions aren't that good, what a horrible place you chose, let's change it, let's go somewhere else!
I want to call my brother. Isn't this fooling people
Hey, brother, what kind of crappy hotel did you choose? You can't fool around like this. I know you're busy, I know you're busy, but I won't stay here."
The woman yelled for a while at the door of the hall, then turned and left. The bodyguards next to her immediately surrounded her and left together.
"Tsk, who is this? He is just an overseas Chinese. Why is he so arrogant? Do you really think this is twenty years ago?"
The person standing next to Boss Zhou should be the lobby manager of this hotel, who was complaining very dissatisfiedly at this moment.
"Overseas Chinese?" Zhou Ze asked curiously.
At the same time, I was thinking, would Qing and the two babies who will be born later be unhappy if I arranged them here
That shouldn't be the case. They have been imprisoned in hell for decades. Why would they be so picky? Just do it for the sake of politeness.
"Oh, it is said that they are carrying a coffin back, and are going home to be buried in peace."
The lobby manager seemed to realize that his emotions were out of control. He immediately nodded and smiled at Zhou Ze, then turned around and went back to work.
Boss Zhou shrugged and said to the little Loli:
"Let's go back to the bookstore first."
… …
In the most remote corner of Tongcheng City, there is an old city area. When the high-speed railway was built, the railway line originally passed through here. This place should have been demolished, but a few nail households insisted on staying here.
Later, the government planning department directly changed the route and bypassed this place.
As a result, the demolition work in this area came to a halt and was no longer mentioned.
Due to historical reasons and changes in urban areas, this area has become a gathering place for migrant workers in recent years. It has a bit of a hidden gem style, but also a mixed crowd.
The Taoist priest parked his car at the intersection and didn't dare drive in. Not only was the road narrow, but there were also several cars parked there haphazardly. If you drove in, you might get stuck when you wanted to drive out.
"Please, be careful, the ground is slippery."
The old Taoist is very attentive.
In his eyes, the girl in front of him, oh no, woman, oh no, the queen!
She must be someone the boss values very much, otherwise he wouldn't let me be her tour guide to take her out for sightseeing.
So I have to be extra careful, serve her well, and never let her make any mistakes.
The Taoist priest has regarded this matter as a political task and has attached great importance to it ideologically.
"Is the monkey trainer in there?"
"Yes, yes. I've found out. There are several monkey trainers living here. They often perform at the night market stalls to make money at night."
Qing nodded and walked inside.
exactly,
At this time,
A fat man with a big gold chain around his neck came out holding a blue and white porcelain jar, followed by a group of bodyguards in black suits.
One of them, a woman who looked like an assistant, held a mobile phone to his ear. Someone must have called him.
"Hey, sister, what's going on
If the hotel doesn't work, just change to another one.
I'm busy here.
Where is my grandmother's hometown
I've been wandering around with the urn for so long but still can't find it!"