Chapter 108

"Boss, we can't do business today."

The white warbler and warbler came to Zhou Ze with a sad face.

Zhou Ze smiled and drank a mouthful of water, shook his head, and said: "they are happy today, let them make a scene."

Later,

Zhou Ze saw the banknotes on the ground and the bloody ink scroll made by Tang poetry. He looked pitifully at the white warbler and consoled him: "let them clean up tonight."

"Well, good!"

Silly girl white warbler was happy at once.

"Pour me another cup of coffee and a newspaper."

Zhou Ze rubbed the palm of his right hand, and the pain was slowly disappearing, but the sense of belonging to the key to hell was constantly increasing, but this series of stimulation made his spirit a little tired.

He was in a state of serious injury, and he just woke up. He was still a little weak and couldn't stand too much trouble.

Bai Yingying politely brought coffee and newspaper, and then ran upstairs. Since the boss said it would not open today, she went back to the upstairs room to eat chicken.

It's said that she has just had a gun skin, and she has decided to buy one of her funeral products.

Unfortunately, blue hole doesn't know her existence,

otherwise, she will be awarded a medal - the real ashes player!

Zhou Ze continued to sit by the window and read the newspaper in his hand.

The madness there is still going on. Zhou Ze thought there would be no guests coming back, but there was one.

This makes Zhou Ze have an illusion:

ha,

are you really afraid of death?

Here is an acquaintance, holding a Corgi, the first customer of Zhou Ze when she opened the old shop. At that time, she lost her pet dog and got it back with the help of Zhou Ze.

Xu Qinglang wanted to show that he had more than 20 Suites in front of her. As a result, people said that her real estate company gave him the resettlement house, which depressed Xu Qinglang for several days and forced him to put it on his horse's legs. It was not easy.

"Boss, you are very busy here."

The young woman sat down in front of Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze pushed the coffee in front of him. "Never drunk it."

The girl shook her head. "What's the matter with them if they don't drink this?"

The girl pointed to the crazy Tang poetry and the old way.

"Oh, it's just opened. I've invited a circus team to have a good time."

The girl smiled and didn't know whether to believe it or not. She went to the bar and poured herself a glass of water. Then she came back and said:

"boss, remember that I told you that if I opened a new store, I could become a shareholder."

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you if I lose money."

"I happened to pass by here today. I saw the sign of" late night study ". I hesitated for a moment. I did move here. OK, this area is very good. I'll come in and say hello. See you next time."

Girls come and go fast.

Zhou Ze took a sip of coffee and continued to pick up the newspaper, only to find a dark shadow beside his bed.

Zhou Ze turned his head and looked out of the window. Here stood an old woman, haggard and numb.

Reach out and knock on the window glass. The other side looks over.

Still ignorant.

"Hello, are you ready?"

Zhou Ze shouted to the Tang poetry and Lao Dao over there.

They also came to the end. The old Taoist was breathless and collapsed on the ground. Tang poetry did not laugh or cry.

Zhou Ze beckoned Tang Shi to look out of his window. Tang Shi understood and went out. Soon, the old woman was forced into the shop.

"Can you send her to hell?" Zhou Ze asked.

He's a little frail now. The door to hell can't be opened.

"Is it the kind of thing that's scared?"

Tang poetry asked.

"Forget it."

Zhou Ze looked at the old woman and found that her eyes were blank. Except for looking at people at the beginning, she only stared at one direction numbly.

Following her gaze, Zhou Ze found that she was staring at the clock hanging on the wall.

When a customer comes to the door,

he / she is uncomfortable and inconvenient to receive,

but he / she can't drive the customer out.

"Leave her in the shop, and I'll recover some energy tomorrow to see if I can open the door to hell and send her down."

Mosquito legs are also meat. Zhou Ze doesn't dislike them or let them go.

"Who will look at her?"

Tang poetry asked.

In the bookstore, there are four people who can see one ghost.

Zhou Zeyi, Xu Qinglang, Tang Shiyi, Bai YingYing and Lao Dao's half bucket of water, not counted.

But today Xu Qinglang went back to his hometown, not here.Zhou Ze is too weak to see.

There are only Tang Shi and Bai Yingying left. Miss Tang means you call down the maid you are playing games on to watch ghosts. She doesn't have the time to help him.

It's just that the white warbler just went up to play the game. Zhou Ze can't bear to call her down now.

This silly girl pawned all her funerary items and opened a bookstore for herself. She was busy at home and abroad. She had to take a bath and sleep with herself. She was too embarrassed to deprive herself of her hobbies.

"Well, let's put her here. It looks like she can't run." Zhou Ze can only shrug.

"Ha ha, the ghosts around you will be attracted because of your reasons, but they will soon wake up to where it is, and then they will start to be afraid and avoid. Finally, they will slip away while you are not paying attention.

It's human nature to be greedy for life and afraid of death, and ghosts are no exception. "

Zhou Ze pointed to the old woman, who was still staring at the clock, and said:

"she always felt that there was something wrong with her brain. Would there be Alzheimer's in the ghost?"

"I haven't done any research in this area."

"Come on, let's go. We can't send her directly to hell. We can't break her today. I'm a express station, not a slaughterhouse."

"Whatever you like." Tang Shi is going to get up and go upstairs.

"Hello." Zhou Ze yelled at her.

Tang poetry did not stop. It went faster.

Obviously, she knows what Zhou Ze wants to say, something she is more reluctant to do than let her watch ghosts!

"Boss, how nice!"

Lao Dao got up, he had closed the live broadcast, monkey also put down his mobile phone, ran to the bar to find food.

"Are you comfortable, Lao Dao?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Comfortable, not so comfortable for a long time."

The old way is so simple that Zhou Ze can't bear it.

But Zhou Ze said, "clean up."

“…………” Lao Dao.

I don't know if it's really because the Tang poetry and Lao Dao are moving so much in the evening. In a word, there are no other guests except the old lady in the late night.

Zhou Ze leaned on the sofa, played with his cell phone and looked at the newspaper. Now he is a wounded man. It's not very convenient to move, so he can only mend his wounds.

Lao Dao spent more than two hours cleaning the shop, then sat down in front of Zhou Ze, thumped his waist, groaned, groaned:

"I want to break my waist."

"You're so old, you're ok if you don't have a good waist." Zhou Ze joked.

Qu Baba, the old Taoist Committee, said: "it's easy to be old, but the spring silkworms don't dry until they are dead. At this age, if you can help a few women who have lost their feet, you can help them.

People, living in this world, we need to help each other. "

Zhou Ze didn't care about Lao Dao's yellow cavity, turned his head, twisted his neck, and found that the old woman was still standing there.

Lao Dao couldn't see her, because he didn't wipe the cow tears, so he didn't know that there was a strange ghost standing in the shop all the time.

Zhou Ze, to be honest, just lost his mind, experienced the temple God of the lady in blue and the big scene of the ghost problem. Now, Zhou Ze can't really talk about how much you need to pay attention to these little fish and shrimps.

But after a few hours, the old woman was still there.

She still stood in the original position, motionless, just staring at the clock.

Is it possible that the old lady was in the business of clocks and watches?

But it's not right. Zhou Ze's wall clock costs hundreds of yuan. It's cheap. It's not an antique collection. Is it worth watching for so long?

At this time, Bai Yingying came down. She had a good game and looked very happy. She should have eaten chicken.

"Boss, shall we go to bed?"

Silly girl has always been so straightforward.

The old Taoist looked at Zhou Ze with envy, and suddenly he felt strange. Did all the men and ghosts who had crawled out of the hell have this kind of erotic blessing?

When his last boss opened a shop in Rongcheng, every night a beautiful woman came to sleep with him on time. At that time, he and Xiaoqiang were really envious.

Xiaoqiang,

Lao Dao sighed.

"Well, there's still one standing here."

The white warbler saw the old woman, went to the old woman, reached out and waved. The old woman did not move, and continued to stare at the time.

"Feed, feed, look at me. I'll eat you if I don't look at you."

The white warbler probes in front of the old woman, but the old woman still has no response.

"Boss, are you or Miss Tang fooling her?"

"She's been like this since she came in."

Zhou Zeqiang stood up and walked over with the help of the white warbler.At this time,

the hour hand guides the six position,

"Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong! "

When the wall clock began to ring, the old woman, who had a dull face before, suddenly opened her arms and gave out a hysterical laugh, which scared Zhou Ze.

It's not scared by ghosts,

it's just the feeling that someone yelled at you behind your back when you were walking on the road.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, it's time, it's time!

I can die,

I can die,

I can finally die! "

The old woman jumped and danced excitedly on the ground,

like she was relieved,

like a child in her seventies.

"Granny, do you have a bag on your skull?" "You've been dead for a long time," said the warbler

When the old woman heard this, she was suddenly stunned,

looked around incredulously,

she should find that this is not her home,

this is a strange place,

a strange bookstore.

The old woman pointed to her face and looked at the warbler in bewilderment:

"I'm dead long ago?"

"Yes." The white warbler said naturally.

The old woman suddenly fell on the ground and cried loudly!

Early to die, early to die,

to finish completely,

to finish the calf... "