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Xu Qinglang was sitting on a sofa smoking a cigarette, with a glass of iced beer in front of him.
Zhou Ze came over, reached out to pick up the beer, and drank it down.
"What's wrong with you?" Xu Qinglang knew that Zhou Ze didn't usually drink alcohol.
"It's the same as the last time you showed off that you had more than 20 suites in front of that corgi girl."
"" Xu Qinglang.
After a period of silence, Xu Qinglang poured another glass of wine for Zhou Ze, and the two men sat quietly.
"Let's talk to you about something. I wanted to talk about it yesterday, but I wasn't in the mood."
"I'm not in the mood right now."
"Isn't it just that the ashes were stolen? It's like your toenails were collected by a pervert. What's there to worry about?"
"It's easy for you to say."
"I'm really envious of you. I think that if one day I can drink wine and feel sad about my ashes being stolen, I can laugh out loud while lying under the quilt."
Xu Qinglang looked serious,
yes,
If the ancestral grave was dug up or the ashes of parents were stolen by the enemy, then you must be angry and anxious!
But it seems that no one can worry about having their ashes stolen.
"So should I post a Weibo, low-key, luxurious and meaningful?" Zhou Ze asked rhetorically.
"Hehe, just kidding, by the way, have you found the thief?"
"Little Lolita is still looking."
Zhou Ze can only wait for the news now.
At this moment, Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang looked towards the stairs together, and the old man walked down with a man on his back.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ze asked.
Tang Shi who followed behind ignored Zhou Ze, a taxi was parked outside, Tang Shi and the man got into the taxi together, it seemed that they were going to leave.
Just came and left, the man was still unconscious,
The most important thing is that he still "shakes" when he is in a coma,
There are ghost certificates all over the floor.
Before Zhou Ze had time to wait for him to wake up and chat for a few words, he was about to leave.
Of course, Zhou Ze didn't ask to stay, because we both know that we are not the kind of polite and reserved people who like to be polite.
If you want to stay, stay,
Just go if you want,
There is no need to make superficial efforts to refuse or welcome.
The taxi drove away, but to Zhou Ze's surprise, the old man retreated again, but he didn't leave.
Zhou Ze thought that the old man would follow him.
Lao Dao walked back to the store, as if nothing happened.
"Hello." Zhou Ze shouted.
The old man turned his head to look at Zhou Ze, smiled honestly, and said:
"Boss, Ms. Tang took Mr. Liang away. Ms. Tang has already arranged a new residence before. They are going to Shanghai. She said that now that they have the documents, it is inconvenient to bother you, boss."
"Why didn't you follow?" Zhou Ze asked.
"I am your loyal veteran!"
The old Taoist said with a face of righteousness.
"Speak the truth."
"I can't leave you, I can't let you go."
"The truth."
Zhou Ze looked at his nails.
"Mr. Liang is like this now, it is impossible for Mingdian to open in the near future, and I have nothing to do, so I can only continue to help you here."
Zhou Ze nodded, and walked to his bar. These days, the business was good, and he sent a lot of ghosts, so he accumulated a lot of money.
Pulled out half of it, Zhou Ze took it out and handed it to the old Taoist,
"Give it to them. They are newcomers and should be short of money."
Zhou Ze worried that if Tang Shi lacked money, she would go directly to rob the bank, that woman could do anything.
Ming notes can be used as consumables and as bank cards. Anyway, after burning, someone will drop money at your door.
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist shook his head and said:
"Boss, Mr. Liang is very rich. He has many villas in Shanghai, real estate all over the country, and he has hidden many boxes of small goldfish."
"" Zhou Ze.
Heart,
It hurts so bad I can't breathe
Zhou Ze felt that he had suffered two critical blows within an hour,
And all of them??, very sensible child.
She knew she was on her way.
Zhou Ze stood up, opened the gate of hell and asked:
"go in."
Zhou Ze didn't ask her about her story, maybe because she heard too many stories before, Zhou Ze didn't like listening to stories so much.
Most of the dead have their own sad stories.
The little girl blinked, looked at Zhou Ze, and asked:
"Can I have a full meal before going in?"
"Um."
Zhou Ze nodded.
"Then I'll call everyone. The folks are all hungry. I want everyone to have enough to eat."
Zhou Ze's hand that opened the gate of hell trembled,
And "everyone" can be called?
This means that there is still a big wave of performance to strive for?
Subconsciously, Zhou Ze closed the gate of hell that had just been opened.
Boss Zhou is in the initial stage of career struggle and urgently needs performance to prove himself, so he naturally understands the truth of long-term fishing.
"Where is your home?"
Zhou Ze asked.
"Three villages." The little girl replied.
"Where are the three villages? Which district? Rugao or Menhai or Chongchuan port gate?"
Although Zhou Ze had resurrected his soul with a dead body, he was from Tongcheng in his previous life, but he still doesn't remember that there are three villages in Tongcheng.
Zhou Ze looked at Xu Qinglang, Xu Qinglang shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.
"I don't know." The girl didn't know where the three villages were, and she had never even heard the names of the districts and counties mentioned by Zhou Ze.
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Zhou Ze had no choice but to continue to ask:
"Then can you go back the same way?"
The girl shook her head ignorantly, "I walked out of the village without knowing why, and then walked and walked, and came here."
Can't go back even if you go back the same way?
Zhou Ze even began to wonder if the girl came from the next city, and she was considered a ghost who had crossed the border, but after thinking about it, she was wrong. The girl could speak the dialect of the city, so it was unlikely that she came from other places.
Just when Zhou Ze was struggling, Xu Qinglang took out his phone and searched.
"Did you find it?" Zhou Ze asked.
Xu Qinglang shook his head, "I didn't find any information about this administrative village."
"Can't find it online?" Zhou Ze was a little surprised.
"Hey, wait a minute, here is a post that mentions 'Three Villages'."
Xu Qinglang signaled Zhou Ze to wait, then clicked into the post, saying:
"The title of this post is:
'Ask the big guy,
Is there a place called San Village in Tongcheng? '"
"What about the next reply?" Zhou Ze asked.
"No.
have no idea.
never heard of that.
No.
Never heard of it.
Upstairs +1"
Xu Qinglang kept turning the pages, then froze, looked down for a while, then raised his head to look at Zhou Ze.
"What did you find?"
"Here is a reply: When I was a child, my grandma told me that she was from Sancun Village, but when she was ten years old, she followed her grandma back to her hometown in Xingdong Town.
After a few days, when she went back, she found that the village was gone. "
"No more?" Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment.
Gone,
What means?
"Someone asked questions from below." Xu Qinglang said, "I'll look for this person's reply I found it, and he replied to the question from the person above, saying:
That year was 1938. Think for yourself why the village disappeared. "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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