Chapter 138

The day passed for another two days. These two days were also strange. No ghost came to our house. Boss Zhou sat in the bookstore every night,

and so on,

and so on,

and so on. He was almost eager to see through, but still didn't wait for anything.

This makes Bai Yingying can't see any more. With the boss's lazy nature, she seldom devotes herself to the upsurge of work, but no customers come to her.

As for the girl who tied up the white warbler, she didn't show up again, and her identity became a mystery.

She may be a stranger in that village,

but she may not be a person in the village at all,

her appearance is just to guide her to pay attention to the three villages and deal with them with her own hands.

Zhou Ze guessed her identity, and even thought that she might be a better identity than ghost?

Like a sheriff?

Even Judge?

It's just that Zhong Kui's image is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If the judge is the little girl, Zhou Ze is worried about the aesthetics and atmosphere of hell.

Xiao Luoli's appearance doesn't matter, but a judge is also a delicate girl. Are the ten halls Yanluo big girls?

Of course, it's just a joke. I don't think it's possible.

Little Lori is still tracking down the priest. A message came in the middle of the way that she would soon find out. Zhou Ze didn't ask her to go to the little girl again. She could directly lift the two hundred year old body of the white warbler to play with the existence of binding. As long as she didn't mean anything, she didn't have to provoke any more.

Besides, the other party didn't play a bad role in the whole affair.

But when can I find the next ghost?

Just one.

"Come back quickly!

I can't wait!

Come back soon... "

The stereo in the library played the song. Zhou Ze coughed and looked at the monkey on one side. The monkey silently cut the song.

Lao Dao is sitting on the opposite side, because there are not many guests. He is sitting there, kowtowing to melon seeds and watching TV. He is very leisurely. Recently, international news is very rich. After you sing, I will be on the stage, which makes people dizzy.

Zhou Ze stood up and poured himself a glass of water. As he passed the Taoist priest, the Taoist priest suddenly said:

"boss, is there a TV station in hell?"

"What do you say?"

"There should be?" The old man guessed.

"Oh." Xu Qinglang, who was making new cocktails in the distance, laughed.

"What are you laughing at? You're not dead, you're not dead, you have no voice. " The old way supports the old way.

"Then tell me, if there's a TV show in hell, what does it play?" Xu Qinglang teases Lao Dao.

"Hum."

The old Taoist subconsciously cleared his throat, and then said:

"now broadcast the news of the underworld. Here is the summary:

the representative of the eastern underworld, Yan Luowang, met with Hades, the leader of the Western underworld.

the two sides had a friendly consultation on the soul ferry between the eastern and Western dead.

the magistrate Zhong Kui of the underworld inspected the land registration work of the underworld, and resolutely fought against the occupation of evil spirits Earth phenomenon. "

Zhou Ze listened, shook his head, went to the original position and sat down.

Xu Qinglang was stupefied for a while. He was also a mouthful of the old man.

At this time, it began to rain outside, the rain is still growing.

At first, Zhou Ze didn't take it seriously, but the ground color gradually gathered. Deep in the rain curtain, a woman with a cheongsam holding a red paper umbrella stood there.

The other side's red umbrella covers her head, but from that angle, she is actually looking at herself.

But this time, not only the Taoist priest didn't realize anything, but even Xu Qinglang didn't feel anything.

The woman in cheongsam didn't move,

but the whole person gradually drew closer to Zhou Ze. After a few moments,

She directly stood outside the window beside Zhou Ze.

Beautiful figure, beautiful appearance, the most exquisite leather bag in the world, but inside, they are all nests of snakes, scorpions and maggots.

Zhou Ze has seen the group of Qipao women holding umbrellas and singing on the road of huangquan more than once, but this time, the other side appeared in the male.

Zhou Ze walked out of the bookstore, the cheongsam woman turned around, and began to pull away. In the rain curtain, her figure seemed so hazy.

If you are an ordinary person, you may have a good feeling of infatuation and pursuit. In the rain, this kind of woman can often make you ignore the fear and strangeness, and turn to fall at her feet wholeheartedly.

"Hello."

Zhou Ze shouts, but the other party is still leaving. It seems that her arrival is just to attract Zhou Ze's attention, and then take Zhou Ze to another place. She should be like a messenger.

It must be unusual for a cheongsam woman who can come and go back and forth on the huangquan road to act as a messenger.However, seeing the cheongsam woman has pulled away from herself, Zhou Ze turns directly back to the bookstore.

Joke,

you come coolly and don't say a word,

if you go coolly again, do I have to chase you and shout like the hero in the drama of bitterness?

It's not hell here, it's the sun,

this stink problem,

is really used to it.

Close the bookstore door, Zhou Ze stretches, sits back in his place, and asks Bai Yingying to pour himself a cup of coffee.

What he didn't know was that when he turned around and walked into the bookstore,

the dusty cheongsam girl in the distance "creaked" and stepped into the puddle,

she turned around,

showed her face full of maggots revelry,

some dare not believe it!

How could he go back like this?

After that, she seemed to hesitate. Did she need to go again?

With the attitude before, with the temperament before?

"Bahaw."

A pair of black rain boots stepped on the puddle. A man with all white hair reached out and flicked the water drops on the brim of his hat. His pale hand was placed on the woman in the cheongsam.

Cheongsam woman immediately began to haggard, turned into a paper man, in the rain was slowly wet, to the end, completely eroded in the puddle.

"Well, since you can't move, I'll pay a visit myself."

The man's brown coat has a remarkable British style, but the white hair at that end makes his temperament seem a little different.

At this age, this kind of hair,

is the killing Matt popular ten years ago.

But the man still walked slowly. Finally, he went to the bookstore door and opened the bookstore door.

In the eye is the woman who is making drinks at the bar,

oh no,

look carefully,

has a Adam's apple,

is he a man?

The white haired man can't help but take a look at Xu Qinglang,

interesting,

a man who looks better than a woman is a bartender here.

Looking at the past, the white warbler appeared in the sight of the white haired man. She walked over with coffee, small and friendly.

A zombie?

Adoption in the store?

The man thought to himself that he had come, but no one in the shop could see him, including Zhou Ze, who was sitting there to take the coffee and read the newspaper.

People have always been born with a fear of something that they can't see.

Zhou Ze could see the woman holding the umbrella before, but he could not see the woman at the door of his shop. At this time, there was a man who could not even see him.

A little monkey took his toy hammer and ran in front of the white haired man. He was naturally sensitive and did not notice anything unusual. He didn't realize that there was a person on his side. He was looking down at himself.

In the eyes of the white haired man, the monkey is full of evil spirit.

This is a monkey, but it has cultivated the feeling of fierce ghost, but these things are suppressed and can't be revealed.

"Ahoo!"

Lao Dao sneezed heavily.

The white haired man looked at the old Taoist, and then his eyes fell directly on the crotch of the old Taoist. There was a bright yellow light sign, and the light just covered the two walnuts under the old Taoist.

The white haired man closed his eyes. He thought it was a bit hot.

This shop,

is really interesting,

a little ghost job, but it has arranged so many strange people and things in its mansion.

At last, the white haired man looked at Zhou Ze,

and walked in front of him.

Zhou Ze slightly frowned, his hand suddenly shook, and some coffee fell on his sleeve.

The white warbler on one side was very quick. He hurried to help Zhou Ze wipe it. At the same time, he helped Zhou Ze take off his soiled coat and replace it with a clean one.

When the boss can pay attention to it, he really pays attention to it.

The white haired man sat down in front of Zhou Ze, and they actually sat face to face.

"Temporary ghost job?"

The white haired man muttered to himself,

"in this small place of the whole city, the ghost difference has been updated so fast."

Zhou Ze looked around doubtfully. He always felt that there was something wrong with him. Did the woman in cheongsam walk like this?

When you go,

there is no next step?

What Zhou Ze didn't know was, then, he sat in front of himself.A brush appeared in the white haired man's hand, gently rubbing it on his fingertips.

"It's 99 percent. It's only a little closer to becoming a regular."

The man with white hair smiled,

"then I'll be a friendly person, help you make up the last point, and let you become a regular.

But since it's a matter of public to public,

you have to kneel down for me and salute to this seat. "

Zhou Ze suddenly felt that his knee was a little sore, and this feeling was getting worse, and everything came to him inexplicably.

The white haired man sat there safely with a brush in his hand, and saw that Zhou Ze just stood up and beat his leg. He was surprised. Why was Zhou Ze so slow?

Ordinary ghost difference in a ray of their own leakage of breath stimulation, should immediately tremble to kneel down.

What's the difference between you and others?

The white haired man frowned slightly, and said softly:

"kneel down."

Zhou Ze's pupil suddenly shrank, and his body was directly stiff, just like a person who was lying in a warm bed was suddenly sent to the ice and snow naked.

"Boss, your ID, your ID forgot to get it out of the dirty clothes."

The white warbler came with Zhou Ze's certificate and handed it to him.

The certificate returned to Zhou Ze's hands again,

and the previously pale haired man suddenly opened his mouth,

he was behind Zhou Ze,

he saw a big mountain, and under the mountain, there was a shadow of a monkey;

the monkey moved the mountain, the monkey moved the mountain,

his body was huge,

only Mount Tai!

The man with white hair knelt down in fright with a crisp "poof",

dare not set a channel on his face:

"the government With this sentence finished, the invisible body shape of the white haired man is more directly disintegrated and invisible.

………………

In a dark place,

the white haired boy who used to doze off by the old locust tree suddenly opened his eyes,

he seemed to have a dream. He was sweating very hard. Behind the boy, he was carrying a huge brush, which was a bit different.

The boy is in a state of loss.

Suddenly,

below,

under the old locust tree,

a pair of blood red eyes as big as two rooms appear, like two huge lanterns, hanging in the sky.

The old locust tree grows on it.

It's horn like deer, head like camel, mouth like donkey, eyes like tortoise, ears like cattle, scales like fish, beard like shrimp, belly like snake, feet like eagle. It's really nine different. It's more exaggerated and weird than the so-called four different.

"Not for you Shenyou March Wake up Earlier... "

The boy pursed his lips, and his face was flattering. He said:

"I want to wake up early, weed your ancestors and catch lice."

Children,

don't tell the truth.

The behemoth at the bottom seems to be very satisfied with this answer, and slowly lowers his head, saying:

"you are ready Do not waste my life to Bodhisattva Here you are The magistrate's plate that I asked for

"That's what it is. Without you, I'm just a wandering soul. How could I have today's creation?"

The boy began to weed the locust tree,

was very attentive,

was meticulous.