Late Night Bookstore

Two days passed, and these two days were also weird. No one came to the door, and boss Zhou sat in the bookstore every night.

wait,

wait,

Waiting almost to wear it, still didn't wait for anything.

This made Bai Yingying look down. With the boss's lazy temper, it was rare to devote himself to the work craze, but there was no customer.

As for the little girl who tied Bai Yingying, she did not appear again, and the little girl's identity became a mystery.

She may be a stranger in that village,

But it is also possible that they are not in the village at all,

She only appeared to pierce the needle and guide herself to pay attention to the things of Sancun, and use her own hands to deal with Sancun.

Zhou Ze guessed her identity, and even thought she might be a more advanced identity than a ghost.

Like catching head?

Even...the judge?

It's just because Zhong Kui's image is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If the judge is the little girl, this makes Zhou Ze worry about the aesthetics and style of hell.

Little Loli wouldn’t even look that way, but a judge is also a delicate young girl, aren’t all the ten halls of Yan Luo a big carved cute girl?

Of course, this is just a joke, probably impossible.

Little Loli was still tracing the whereabouts of the priest, and a message came halfway through, saying that she would find it soon, and Zhou Ze wouldn’t let her go to the little girl again, and could directly overturn the two hundred-year-old female corpse Bai Yingying. As long as the **** exists, as long as she is not malicious, there is no need to provoke herself.

Moreover, the other party did not play a bad role in the whole thing.

But when can I find the next ghost?

Just one less.

"come back quickly!

I can't wait anymore!

come back quickly…………"

The song was played on the bookstore audio, Zhou Ze coughed and looked to the monkey on the side, who cut the song silently.

The old man is sitting opposite, because there are not many guests. He is sitting there while watching the TV while knocking on the seeds. It is quite leisurely. Recently, the international news is quite rich. You sang me on the stage and it was dazzling.

Zhou Ze stood up and poured himself a glass of water. When passing by Lao Tao, Lao Tao suddenly said:

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

"What do you say?"

"There should be some?" The old guessed.

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

"Laughs? You haven't died, you haven't died and you don't have a voice."

"Then tell me, if there is a TV show in hell, what will it show?" Xu Qinglang teased.

"Hum."

Lao Tao subconsciously cleared his throat, and then said:

"Now broadcast the underworld news hookup, the following is a summary:

The representative of the Eastern House, King Yan Luo, met with Hades, the Lord of the Western Hell,

The two sides conducted friendly consultations on the issue of the ferry between the Eastern and Western deceased souls;

The study report meeting on building a harmonious prefecture was held by the bridge of Neihe, and the Bodhisattva King of Tibet had made an important speech.

The local magistrate Zhong Kui inspected the land registration work of the underworld and resolutely cracked down on the occupation of evil spirits. "

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

Xu Qinglang was stunned for a while, but he also served the old tongue.

At this time, it began to rain outside, and the rain was getting bigger and bigger.

Zhou Ze didn't take it seriously at first, but his face slowly dimmed up. In the depths of the rain curtain, there was a cheongsam woman holding a red paper umbrella standing there.

The other party covered her head with a red umbrella, but according to that angle, she was actually looking at herself.

It's just that this time, not only the clueless did not notice anything, but even Xu Qinglang didn't feel it at all.

Qipao women's footsteps did not move,

But the whole person is closer to Zhou Ze, section by section,

After a few moments, he stood directly outside the glass window next to Zhou Ze's position.

Beautiful figure, beautiful face, the most delicate skin in the world, but inside, they are all nests of vipers and maggots.

Zhou Ze has seen this group of cheongsam women who stepped on the umbrella on Huangquan Road and sang, but this time, the other party appeared in the sun.

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

If it is an ordinary person, it may have a good fascination for the fascination and pursuit. In the rain, this kind of woman can often make you ignore fear and strangeness, and instead fall down to her feet.

"Hey."

Zhou Ze shouted,

The other party is still going. Her arrival seems to be just to attract Zhou Ze's attention and then take Zhou Ze to another place. She should be like a messenger.

The man behind the cheongsam who can walk back and forth on Huangquan Road to act as a messenger must be unusual.

However, seeing that the Qipao woman had pulled away from herself, Zhou Ze turned directly back to the bookstore.

joke,

You come coolly, silently,

If you walk coolly, do I have to chase and run after you like the hero in the bitter drama?

This is not hell, it is the sun,

This stinks,

Really used to it.

Closing the door of the bookstore, Zhou Ze stretched out and sat back in his place again, allowing Bai Yingying to pour himself a cup of coffee.

What he didn’t know was that the moment he turned and walked into the bookstore,

In the distance, the dusty cheongsam girl "creaked" and stepped into the puddle with one foot.

She looked back,

Revealing his face full of carnivorous carnival,

Some are incredible!

he,

Actually went back like this?

Then, she seemed to hesitate, does she need to go again?

With the previous posture, with the previous temperament?

"Haw."

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

The cheongsam girl began to languish and turned into a paper figure, slowly getting wet in the rain, and in the end, completely eroded in the puddle.

"Forget it, since I don't want to move, then I'll visit in person."

The man's brown coat, the British style is remarkable, but the white hair makes his temperament seem a little nondescript.

At this age, this hair,

Killing Matt popularly ten years ago.

But the man was still doing his own thing, walking slowly, and finally, he walked to the door of the bookstore and pushed open the door of the bookstore.

It is the woman who is preparing the drink over the bar,

Oh no,

Take a closer look,

Have a throat knot,

Is it a man?

The white-haired man glanced at Xu Qinglang involuntarily.

interesting,

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

Looking at the past, Bai Yingying appeared in the sight of the white-haired man. She walked over with her coffee and was small and charming.

Is it a zombie?

Adopted in the store?

The man thought to himself, he came, but no one in the store could see him, including Zhou Ze, who sat there and took coffee to read the newspaper.

People have always had innate fear of something,

That's what you can't see.

Zhou Ze was able to see the woman holding the umbrella before, but could not see it in front of her shop. At this time, a person who could not even see him was standing.

A little monkey ran over in front of the white-haired man with his own toy hammer. It was naturally sensitive, and he did not notice the slightest strangeness, unaware that there was a person beside him, looking down at himself. .

And in the eyes of the white-haired man, the monkey exuded a strong grief.

This is a spirit monkey, but cultivated the feeling of Li Gui, but these things are suppressed, and they are not revealed.

"Ah sneeze!"

The old man sneezes heavily.

The white-haired man looked at the old man,

then,

His gaze fell directly on the crotch of Lao Dao, where there was a bright yellow light sign, and the light just covered the two walnuts under Lao Dao.

The white-haired man closed his eyes, and he felt a bit spicy.

This shop,

really interesting,

A little ghost-god had arranged his mansion so richly, and packed so many strange people and things.

The white-haired man finally looked at Zhou Ze,

And came to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, his hands shook suddenly, and some coffee fell on his cuff.

The white warbler Ying on one side was quick, and hurried over to prepare to help wipe, and at the same time helped Zhou Ze take off the stained coat, and put Zhou Ze on a clean coat.

When the boss can pay attention, he is really very particular,

Fortunately, Comrade Yingying was used to it.

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

"Temporary ghost difference?"

The white-haired man muttered to himself,

"Tongcheng, this small place, has been updated so quickly."

Zhou Ze looked around with some doubt. He always felt that there was something wrong. Was the cheongsam woman holding a handsome umbrella holding her away?

gone,

There's no after that?

What Zhou Ze is not clear about is that, then, sitting in front of himself.

A writing brush appeared in the hand of the white-haired man, rubbing gently at the fingertips.

"Ninety-nine percent, it's almost right to get right."

The white-haired man smiled,

"Then, I'll be a smooth man, help you make up the last point and let you get right.

But since it's a business-to-business business,

You have to kneel for me,

Salute to this seat. "

Suddenly Zhou Ze felt that his knee was aching, and this feeling was intensifying, and everything came inexplicably.

The white-haired man sat there safely, holding a brush, and saw that Zhou Ze just stood up and thumped his leg. He was a little surprised. Why did Zhou Ze react so slowly?

After being irritated by a ray of leaking breath, ordinary ghost messengers should immediately kneel down and tremble.

You and others,

Is there any difference?

The white-haired man frowned slightly, and said softly:

"Kneel."

Zhou Ze's pupil shrank suddenly,

The body is also directly stiff, just like a person who was lying on a warm bed was suddenly sent naked to the snow and snow.

"Boss, your ID, your ID has forgotten to be taken out of the dirty clothes."

Bai Yingying came with Zhou Ze's certificate and handed it to Zhou Ze.

The certificate returned to Zhou Ze,

And the white-haired man with a pale face suddenly opened his mouth,

He was behind Zhou Ze,

I saw a mountain, and under the mountain, there was a figure of a monkey vaguely;

The monkey moves the mountain, the monkey moves the mountain,

Its body is vast,

Only lose Taishan!

"Boom" a crisp sound,

The white-haired man fell to his knees and was scared

Dare to put a channel on his face:

"Fu... Jun?"

After this sentence, the invisible figure of the white-haired man collapsed directly and disappeared into the invisible.

………………

A dark place,

The white-haired boy who was dozing against the old locust tree suddenly opened his eyes,

He seemed to have a dream, dripping with sweat, and behind the boy, carrying a huge writing brush, it seemed a little nonchalant.

The boy looked lost.

Suddenly,

below,

Under the old locust tree,

A pair of blood-red eyes as large as the two houses appeared, like two huge lanterns, hanging in the sky.

The old locust tree grows on it.

It has horns like a deer, a head like a camel, a mouth like a donkey, eyes like a turtle, ears like a cow, scales like a fish, whiskers like a shrimp, belly like a snake, feet like an eagle. The fourth is not as exaggerated and weird.

"Isn't it for you...wandering...in March...waking up...a ​​little earlier...''

The boy pursed his lips~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a pleasing look on his face, saying:

"Think of waking up early, weeding the ancestors, scratching lice."

Boy,

Not telling the truth.

The beast below seemed satisfied with this answer, and slowly lowered his head, saying:

"You have the heart.........I will not deserve my bodhisattva...I will give you...the disciples of the judge..."

"That's that, there is no ancestor you, I am just a wandering soul of the yin, how can there be today's creation."

The boy started weeding the locust tree,

Very attentive,

Meticulous.