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The reason why he called Xiao Luoli was because Zhou Ze followed the principle of using it if he could use it or wasting it if he didn't use it. Anyway, her soul blood was with her, so she didn't have to play any tricks of being sympathetic to her subordinates. Li just used up and destroyed herself as a consumable, so there was no need to play any kindness.
When I need it, I call her to use it hard,
Throw it away after use, and go back to each house. When she needs it again, it will be another phone call, and she has to be there on call.
Boss Zhou really didn't know that Little Lolita actually longed for her death in her heart?
Just look forward to it, people who have died once really don't pay attention to this taboo.
After leaving the bookstore, Zhou Ze was a little surprised to find that there was a new private restaurant next door to his bookstore, called "Wang Fuju Private Kitchen", which probably opened during the half month when he was in a coma.
There happened to be an old man standing at the door, bald, in white clothes, younger than the old man, probably in his fifties, and looked like an old man who went to do Tai Chi in the morning.
At three o'clock in the morning, he was still sitting in front of the store, with a wicker chair and a pot of tea, drinking by himself.
"Yo, you are Boss Zhou, right? Are you back?"
The old man knew Zhou Ze very well, and he probably got to know other people in the bookstore during the time Zhou Ze was in a coma. boss.
Of course, he didn't know that the boss had actually been in the shop the whole time, but he was unconscious.
Zhou Ze was a little surprised. Opening a private restaurant in a place like South Street where every inch of land is very expensive means a kind of bad status. Many private restaurants are very arrogant and tell you how many tables they will make today. I have to rest on holidays. , If you want to come, just wait and line up slowly.
However, this boss was a little too enthusiastic about him, even courteous.
But soon Zhou Ze figured it out. It is estimated that in the eyes of this boss, the guy who opened a bookstore that is bound to lose money in South Street, where the rent is so expensive and the location is so good, must have a lot of background.
Either a fool or a big boss who has too much money and no place to spend it purely for fun.
After seeing Zhou Ze, the boss ruled out the former possibility, because Zhou Ze obviously wasn't a fool.
The other party handed over a business card and a cigarette, Zhou Ze waved his hand, indicating that he knew it, and the boss also told him that he was free to eat in his shop and left.
"The owner of this shop is nice."
Xu Qinglang also changed his clothes and came out at this time.
Zhou Ze was noncommittal.
"Are you a little upset with him?"
"Hehe, would you be very happy to wake up after a night's sleep and find that there is an extra old king next door?"
Xu Qinglang let out a sigh.
"But you should be very happy. Anyone who opens a private restaurant should have unique skills or something, so you didn't go to communicate?" Zhou Ze asked.
"The oily smoke hurts the skin, so I didn't go." Xu Qinglang replied.
Zhou Ze shook his head, and sighed in his heart that the world is getting worse and people's hearts are not old. Xu Qinglang, who was hardworking and willing to open a noodle restaurant, has long since disappeared in the breeze of memory.
But after thinking about it, it seems that Xu Qinglang became like this after getting to know himself. Could this also be a kind of closeness to vermilion, redness and blackness?
Thinking about it carefully, I was obviously a very diligent and hardworking person in my previous life, but after I died once, it was like a ball with a hole in it.
completely softened.
Here comes the little Lolita, still carrying her schoolbag, standing angrily across the road, under the dim street lights, at the entrance of the street in the early morning, such a juicy little girl suddenly appears there, what brings you is not surprise but frightened.
Xu Qinglang drove, Zhou Ze sat in the passenger seat, and Xiao Luoli sat in, still full of anger.
It is best for Yingying to rest now, not to go out, the old Taoist is at home looking after the shop, so Zhou Ze hired Xu Qinglang as a driver.
With the experience of the hot spring hotel last time, Zhou Ze became vigilant. There is no need to drag a large group of people to everything. Don't let them have an accident by not dying in the end. You have to feel sorry for yourself.
There is no address written on the card, but Zhou Ze can sense a location when he touches it with his nails, and the dead souls can sense it without looking.
Zhou Ze showed the way, Xu Qinglang drove, and about 20 minutes later, the car arrived at a small town outside the Gangzha area.
After getting out of the car, there is a ridge in front of the field, where the wheat seedlings are connected together, and several houses are dotted in between.
The location is right here, so it shouldn't be wrong.
theThat's it.
Looking at the original simple and unremarkable mound now, I found that it looks like an archway, a bit like an ancient brothel, with lanterns and festoons hanging on it, and there is a small man wearing ancient tortoise clothes standing at the door We greet and send there.
The three of Zhou Ze took the initiative to walk over at this time,
The tortoise didn't notice Zhou Ze and the others at first, maybe it was what little Lolita said, a circle of ghosts and ghosts, and a circle of people with people, although being a ghost messenger can see ghosts, it doesn't mean that the ghost messenger He belonged to this circle, so the Gui Gong couldn't see Zhou Ze before, just like Zhou Ze didn't see anything unusual about this grave before.
"Hey, gentlemen, please come inside, please come inside!"
Mr. Turtle bent over to wait on him, making him look even shorter even though he was not tall.
Zhou Ze nodded, and walked in first. The threshold was a bit low, and Zhou Ze had to bend down to get in. After walking in, the inside suddenly opened up.
Oh wow,
Dancing,
Singer,
jugglers,
The lights are bright,
? Yingying Yanyan,
It's so lively.
This is really no harm without comparison,
Zhou Ze felt that if he was a ghost, he would rather choose to hang out here and indulge to his heart's content, rather than go to a meaningless bookstore to eat the insincere cold dishes prepared by Xu Qinglang and then be slapped by Zhou Ze. Door of hell.
"Hey, Lord, please come upstairs! Come and play, come and play!"
"Yes, sir, come on, please come upstairs, we will take good care of you!"
Zhou Ze looked to the second floor on the right, and found that there were many women in bright red clothes waving fans and shouting at him on the balcony.
These women's faces are as thick as the outfits that Little Japan likes. Their pale faces and small red mouths really make people feel panicked.
"Ha ha ha ha¡¡¡¡¡¡"
A hearty laugh came from upstairs, and then Zhou Ze saw a bloated man blindfolded playing hide-and-seek with a group of young ladies. The woman who said hello kissed directly.
Zhou Ze saw his teeth sore for a while,
The man's lips also left a thick layer of greasy rouge.
But soon Zhou Ze realized something was wrong,
That man is bald,
Just be bald,
The head was also covered with leprosy.
"Scarpy monk!"
Zhou Ze shouted directly.
"Who, who called me?"
The scarlet-headed monk immediately lifted off the cloth strips covering his eyes, and immediately found Zhou Ze standing below,
Immediately trembling with fright, he immediately shouted:
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