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    ?

    Days, two days later, these two days are also strange, no ghosts come to the door, Boss Zhou sits in the bookstore every night,

    wait,

    wait,

    I waited so long that I almost couldn't see it, but I still didn't get anything.

    Bai Yingying couldn't bear to watch this anymore. With the boss's lazy temperament, it was rare for her to devote herself wholeheartedly to the rush of work, but no customers came to her door.

    As for the little girl who tied Bai Yingying up, she never appeared again, and the little girl's identity became a mystery.

    She may be an outlier in that village,

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

    Her appearance was just to thread the needle and guide herself to pay attention to the affairs of the three villages, and use her own hands to deal with the three villages.

    Zhou Ze guessed her identity, and even thought that she might have a higher identity than Guicha?

    For example, head arrest?

    Even Judge?

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

    It's okay for the little loli to look like that, but a judge is also a delicate and tender girl, so are all the ten halls of Yama all cute girls?

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

    Little Lolita was still searching for the whereabouts of the priest, and there was a message on the way that she was almost found, so Zhou Ze didn't let her go to find the little girl again, who could overturn Bai Yingying's two-hundred-year-old female corpse for fun.  The existence of the bondage, as long as she is not malicious, there is no need to provoke her.

    Besides, the other party didn't play any bad role in the whole situation.

    But when can I find the next ghost?

    It's only one more.

    "come back quickly!

    I can't wait anymore!

    come back quickly¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    The bookstore stereo played the song, Zhou Ze coughed, and looked at the monkey beside him, who cut the song silently.

    The old man was sitting opposite, because there were not many guests, he was sitting there watching TV while kneading melon seeds, very leisurely, recently the international news is very rich, I am on stage after you sing, it is dizzying.

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

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

    "What do you think?"

    "There should be some, right?" the old man guessed.

    "Heh." Xu Qinglang, who was making a new cocktail in the distance, laughed.

    "What are you laughing at? You have never died, and you have no right to speak if you haven't died." The old man insisted.

    "Then tell me, if there is a TV program in hell, what would it show?" Xu Qinglang teased the old man.

    "Hmph."

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

    "Now the underworld news broadcast is broadcasting, the following is the content summary:

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

    The two sides conducted friendly consultations on the issue of the ferrying of the souls of the dead between the East and the West;

    Zhong Kui, the judge of the underworld, inspects the land registration work in the underworld, and resolutely cracks down on the phenomenon of land occupation by evil spirits.  "

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

    Xu Qinglang was stunned for a while, and he also accepted the old-fashioned words.

    At this moment, it started to rain outside, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

    Zhou Ze didn't take it seriously at first, but gradually his expression became serious. Deep in the rain curtain, there was a woman in cheongsam holding a red paper umbrella standing there.

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

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

    The woman in the cheongsam did not move,

    But the whole person is getting closer to Zhou Ze step by step,

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

    Good figure, beautiful face, the most delicate skin in the world, but inside, it is full of nests of snakes, scorpions and maggots.

    Zhou Ze has seen this group of cheongsam women holding umbrellas and singing on Huangquan Road more than once, but this time, the other party appeared in Yangjian.

    Zhou Ze walked out of the bookstore, the cheongsam girl turned around, and began to distance herself again. Under the rain curtain, her figure seemed to be? Strange people and things.

    Finally, the white-haired man looked at Zhou Ze,

    And walked in front of Zhou Ze.

    Zhou Ze frowned slightly, his hand trembled suddenly, and some coffee fell on his cuff.

    Bai Yingying on one side has quick eyes and hands, and hurried over to help wipe it off. At the same time, she helped Zhou Ze take off the stained coat, and went to get a clean coat for Zhou Ze to put on.

    When the boss can be particular, he is really particular about it.

    But fortunately Comrade Yingying is used to it.

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

    "Is there a temporary ghost?"

    The white-haired man muttered to himself,

    "In a small place like Tongcheng, ghosts are replaced so quickly."

    Zhou Ze looked around suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong, did the cheongsam woman with the umbrella just leave?

    gone,

    There's no after that?

    What Zhou Ze didn't know was that after that, he was sitting in front of him.

    A writing brush appeared in the white-haired man's hand, and he stroked it lightly on his fingertips.

    "Ninety-nine percent, just a little bit close to becoming a regular."

    The white-haired man smiled,

    "Then, I will be a favor and help you make up the last point, so that you can become a regular.

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

    You have to kneel down for me,

    Salute to this seat.  "

    Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little sore in his knees, and this feeling was getting worse, everything came out of nowhere.

    The white-haired man held a brush and sat there peacefully. Seeing that Zhou Ze just stood up and beat his legs, he was a little surprised. Why was Zhou Ze's reaction so slow?

    Ordinary ghost messengers should immediately kneel down tremblingly after being stimulated by a ray of leaked breath.

    You and others,

    What's the difference?

    The white-haired man frowned slightly, and said softly at the same time:

    "Kneel down."

    Zhou Ze's pupils suddenly shrank,

    The body is also directly stiff, as if a person who was originally lying on a warm bed was suddenly sent naked into a world of ice and snow.

    "Boss, your ID, you forgot to take it out of the dirty laundry."

    Bai Yingying walked over with Zhou Ze's ID and handed it to Zhou Ze.

    The certificate returned to Zhou Ze's hands,

    And the white-haired man who had a calm face before suddenly opened his mouth,

    He is behind Zhou Ze,

    ? I saw a big mountain, and under the mountain, there was a faint silhouette of a monkey;

    ? Monkeys move mountains, apes move mountains,

    His body is ten thousand feet tall,

    Only bear Mount Tai!

    There was a crisp sound of "plop",

    The white-haired man knelt down in fright,

    With a face full of fear:

    "Fu Jun?"

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

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­

    A dark place,

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

    He seemed to be in a dream, dripping with cold sweat, behind the boy, he was carrying a huge writing brush, which seemed a bit nondescript.

    The boy looked devastated.

    Suddenly,

    below,

    Under the old locust tree,

    A pair of blood-red eyes as big as 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, a belly like a snake, and feet like an eagle.  The four alike are even more exaggerated and weird.

    "Isn't it right for you tofugue Marchwake upa ??little earlier"

    The boy pursed his lips, with a flattering look on his face, and said:

    "I want to wake up early, weed and catch the lice for the ancestor."

    boy,

    Not telling the truth.

    The behemoth below seemed to be satisfied with this answer, and slowly lowered its head, saying:

    "You have a heart I will not in vain ask the Bodhisattva to give you the judge's plate that I begged for"

    "That's that, without you, Patriarch, I'm still just a wandering soul in the underworld. How can I be as good as I am today."

    The boy started weeding the pagoda tree,

    Very kind,

    In every possible way.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)"

    "That's that, without you, Patriarch, I'm still just a wandering soul in the underworld. How can I be as good as I am today."

    The boy started weeding the pagoda tree,

    Very kind,

    In every possible way.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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