Chapter 143

"Squeak..."

Pushing open the hidden dormitory door, the old man put his head in:

"boss?"

However, there was no one in the room. This is Wang Baosteel's dormitory. The old man asked where Zhou Ze, a small Flathead, had gone back from the dormitory office. The other side replied that Zhou Ze was here.

But what about people?

Lao Dao scratched his head. It's impossible for the boss to leave without saying hello. Is it up?

The old way began to walk up the stairs. In fact, there are many people living in this dormitory building. There are thirty or forty dormitories on each floor. Each dormitory is filled with eight students. How many people are there?

But in the evening, the damp environment and the almost silent corridor still make people feel cold. It's also a strange drop.

Obviously in the crowd, but you will still be afraid.

And tonight, it seems to feel more intense.

Just as Lao Dao went upstairs, he saw a student standing in front of him. The student was wearing a yellow sweater, holding something like a picture board, and looked at him motionless.

"What are you looking at? Go back to sleep!"

Laodao yelled, just like the teacher of Suzhou management attached to him.

The student nodded, turned around and walked into the wall of the stairway.

"Well..."

The old way smashes it, smashes its mouth,

fuck,

is this a school or a ghost kingdom?

It's really not the work of a teacher in charge of dormitories. Are you in charge of students or playing the game of ghost escape?

The hand,

reached into the crotch and touched it, took out a piece of yellow Rune paper, put the old way on the tip of the nose and sniffed. The paper fragrance of the ancestral Rune paper gave him a great sense of security.

The next moment, Lao Dao did not rush to move, but took out his mobile phone, ready to call the boss.

Boss, the ghost you are searching for, I found it!

However, when the mobile phone dials out, it shows no signal.

Niang, it's bad.

The old Taoist slowly retreated, and then he was ready to shout. At this time, he did not care whether he would disturb the sleep of the flowers of the motherland, or whether he would care about his face or not. Without Zhou Ze around, the old Taoist felt very insecure.

Just as Lao Dao opened his voice, he felt something stuck in his throat. He couldn't shout it out. He almost didn't recite it at one breath.

Now the sweat on his forehead began to show up. He knew that it was the ghost who stared at him.

Wipe,

What's the ability to bully Bronze? If you have the ability to find the dead!

In his heart, Lao Dao cordially greets the 18 generations of female ancestors of the deceiving ghost, and then without hesitation turns around to prepare to go down the stairs.

I can't get up, I can't get up,

I can't get up!

Who knows, the old road just came down the stairs, but saw the steps at his feet suddenly become twisted, uneven height, the old road slipped at his feet, and fell down directly. Fortunately, he is good at his skill, otherwise other old people can go to prepare for the future if they fall like this.

But even so, Lao Dao was still bruised.

When he struggled to stand up, he saw the boy in the yellow sweater with the picture board still standing in front of him.

He is looking at himself,

at the same time,

the pen in his hand seems to be drawing something on the drawing board.

The rabbit is in a hurry, but it still bites. The Taoist priest directly rushes forward with the rune paper in his hand. It's a big deal!

However, before the stairs were unable to come down, now they have become unable to go up. The old road keeps running on the stairs, but it has kept a distance of about two meters from the youth, which is impossible to get close to.

Lao Dao simply took off, jumped up and threw out the rune paper in his hand.

The young man raised his head and saw a hole in his eyes. He raised his hand and the pen in his hand went out at once, turning it into a thick and colorful pen. In a moment, he dyed the bright yellow Rune paper black.

Seeing this scene, Lao Dao's heart was in despair, and his ancestral Rune paper was so lightly dissolved by the ghost.

Finish,

finish!

The old man jumped up and fell heavily on the stairs, and the whole man "poof poof" fell down.

The young man slowly came down, and the old man struggled to raise his head and watched the other side keep approaching himself.

At this time, the most beautiful and beautiful voice in the world makes the Taoist priest burst into tears

From boss Zhou's voice,

Lao Dao's heart was full of hope!

The young man turned over and saw Zhou Ze behind him. He frowned slightly, as if he had no choice but to have a headache.

Then, the young man began to walk to the wall, intending to hide himself again. He didn't seem interested in fighting with Zhou Ze, and he knew how strong the man who first walked into the dormitory today was.But how could Zhou Ze let him go out so easily? His fingernails were directly embedded in the wall. Zhou Ze's body retreated and his arms pulled back suddenly!

"Bang!"

The boy was dragged out and landed on the stairs. His drawing board and pen were all on the ground.

"Hum!"

The boy's original empty eyes showed a dark red color. He was angry. He was angry. Before that, he felt that he gave Zhou Ze a lot of face, but Zhou Ze was a little shameless.

"Hiss"

Zhou Ze was surprised to see the sound of paper tearing in front of him. Then, Zhou Ze saw the sleeve on his arm crack, and then the skin and flesh burst, and the blood kept flowing out.

Zhou Ze began to retreat. After a distance back, the injury just disappeared. Even Zhou Ze's injured arm recovered as before.

What's going on?

The old Taoist priest got up while Zhou Ze was entangled with the ghost and was ready to run away, but the boy appeared in front of him like he was only staring at him.

“%…… ￥￥##@@……！”

Bully honest people!

Lao Dao scolds directly in his heart.

"Poof..."

A pen,

stabbed into Lao Dao's chest directly, and Lao Dao lowered his head in shock. He saw that the injury on his chest was expanding constantly, and the red blood began to spread out constantly, and dyed the whole set of Taoist robes red at an astonishing speed!

"Putong..."

The old Taoist knelt on the ground, covered the wound with his hands, and watched the blood spilling from the ground.

He thought it was very untrue, very untrue. Although he knew there was a risk in catching ghosts with his boss, he didn't expect that he would die here!

Are you dead like this?

Dead in this dorm?

Zhou Ze has rushed over. The young man glanced at Zhou Ze. It seems that he didn't intend to go on shooting. It seems that he had some scruples and once again went into the nearby wall.

When Zhou is going to continue to chase and catch the young man in the same way,

finds that his trouser leg position has been grasped by one hand,

lowers his head,

at a glance,

is the old way.

The old Taoist priest's bloody hands clasped Zhou Ze's trouser legs,

snivel and tears kept rubbing on them,

Zhou Ze took a deep breath,

tried to resist the impulse of slapping the old goods to death first!

For a person who has a habit of cleanliness, the old way's current behavior is like running through the street with a dung basket on his back.

"Boss, I'm afraid I won't have a chance."

Lao Dao doesn't care whether Zhou Ze wants to catch ghosts or not at this time. He knows that he can't last long. He's afraid that Zhou Ze will come back from catching ghosts and he's cold. At that time, he can't even explain his last words and future affairs. It's really a loss.

"Boss, there is a small box under the bed of the e Bookstore room. There is also a box of ancestral paper symbols in it. There are three bank cards in the mezzanine. The password is the last six of my cell phone number. There is not much money, and it looks like a million dollars..."

“…………” Zhou Ze.

Lao Dao's body suddenly trembled, and he sensed a sudden killing, as if it came from his boss.

Lao Dao's heart warmed immediately.

alas,

don't look at the boss's ruthlessness and indifference to anything. When he saw his good base, friendly brother, good friend and good partner's life confidant was about to leave,

he was also angry.

he now estimated that he would kill that ghost to avenge himself.

Alas,

Lu Yaozhi's horsepower has been popular for a long time.

The old Taoist lamented in his heart.

what he didn't know was that when Zhou Ze heard the old Taoist saying, "if there is not much money, there will be a million". In his heart, there was an idea that whether he should push the boat to kill the old Taoist and then try to seize the property.

If the Taoist priest knew the truth, he would be killed by an old blood.

"Rune paper, you burn it in front of the forehead grave. You can keep two of them by yourself.

Boss, after death, you can donate the money to the kids in the mountain area. You can also keep two of them, but you can't keep much.

Also, after his death, he helped to inform Mr. Liang in Shanghai that he would also attend the memorial service. After all, it was also fate.

Of course,

boss, if you and Mr. Liang really don't like me, you can kill in hell together and save the ghost of the poor road. I won't mind!

Even if I can't be reincarnated, I'm willing to make sacrifices and come back to Yangjian to continue to accompany you!In the wind and rain, I will wait for you! "

Zhou Ze can't hear it anymore.

go to hell?

For you?

"Boss, I can't bear you. Although you are really bad tempered and selfish, and you can't earn any money, I'm not interested in asking for your salary."

“…………” Zhou Ze.

"Although you are very lustful, you always solemnly ask Yingying to wait on you to take a bath. Listen to Xu Mei, you still have problems in that respect, and Shi can't get up..."

“…………” Zhou Ze.

Why don't you die?

Or shall I see you off?

You should have died earlier, or I would have killed you.

The old Taoist then continued: "in fact, you are not bad. Although there are many problems, you still have advantages, such as Well For example,... "

The old Taoist reached out and scratched his head,

it's so hard,

for example, what kind of pinching?

At this time, the center of gravity of Lao Dao was unstable, he fell down and just rolled out of his original kneeling place. In a moment, Lao Dao found that all the injuries on his body had disappeared and he became clean!

Don't die?

"Boss, I'm fine. I don't have to die!"

The old Taoist priest was so excited that he couldn't understand what you just said. Then he saw Zhou Ze stretching his fingernails to himself