Midnight Bookstore Chapter 136 – Magistrate!

Another two days passed. These two days were strange. No ghost came. Boss Zhou sat in the bookstore every night.

Wait!

Wait!

He waited for so long, but nothing came.

Even Bai Yingying could not stand it anymore. With the boss' lazy personality, it was rare for him to be completely immersed in work, but no customers came.

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

She might be an anomaly in that village.

But it was also possible that they were not from the village.

She had only appeared to guide him to pay attention to Mishimura and use his hands to get rid of it.

Zhou Ze had guessed her identity before and even thought that she might have a higher status than a ghost?

Like a constable?

Or even… a judge?

It was only because Zhong Kui's image was too deeply rooted in people's hearts. If the judge was that young lady, Zhou Ze was a little worried about Hell's aesthetics and customs.

It was one thing for a loli to look like that, but for a judge to be a tender and delicate little girl, could it be that the Ten Kings of Hell were all cute little girls?

Of course, this was just a joke. It was probably impossible.

The little loli was still investigating the whereabouts of the priest. Halfway through, she received a message that she was about to be found. Zhou Ze did not ask her to look for the little girl again. Since she could directly flip over Bai Yingying, a two-hundred-year-old female corpse, and tie her up, as long as she did not have any evil intentions, there was no need for him to provoke her.

Besides, the other party did not play any bad role in their relationship.

But when would he find the next ghost?

There was only one left.

“Come back quickly!

I can't wait anymore!

Come back…”

The music started playing. Zhou Ze coughed and looked at Monkey, who was quietly cutting the song.

The old Daoist sat across from him. As there were not many guests, he sat there eating melon seeds while watching the television. He was quite relaxed. Recently, there had been quite a lot of international news. After he finished singing, he went on stage. It was a feast for the eyes.

Zhou Ze stood up and poured himself a cup of water. When he passed by the old Daoist priest, he suddenly said,

“Boss, is there a television station in Hell?”

“What do you think?”

“There should be, right?” the old Daoist priest guessed.

“Heh.” Xu Qinglang, who was brewing a new cocktail, laughed.

“What are you laughing at? You haven't died before. If you haven't died, you don't have the right to speak,” the old Daoist priest insisted.

“Then tell me, if there's a television program in hell, what does it show?” Xu Qinglang teased.

“Hmph.”

The old Daoist priest subconsciously cleared his throat and said,

“Now broadcasting Underworld News Simulcast, the following are the contents:

The Eastern Underworld represented the Yama King to meet Hades of the Western Hell.

The two sides had a friendly consultation on the souls of the deceased in the East and West.

Underworld Judge Zhong Kui patrolled the land registration work of the netherworld, determined to attack the phenomenon of evil spirits occupying the land. ”

Zhou Ze listened and shook his head. He walked to his original seat and sat down.

Xu Qinglang was stunned for a while.

It started to rain outside, and the rain was getting heavier.

Zhou Ze did not think much of it at first, but his expression slowly turned serious. Deep in the rain, a woman in a cheongsam holding a red paper umbrella stood there.

The other party had a red umbrella over her head, but from that angle, she was actually looking at him.

However, this time, not only did the old Daoist priest not sense anything, even Xu Qinglang did not sense anything.

The woman in cheongsam did not move.

However, she kept closing the distance between her and Zhou Ze.

A few seconds later, she stood outside the glass window beside Zhou Ze.

She had a beautiful figure and a beautiful face. She had the most exquisite skin in the world, but inside, she was a nest of scorpions and maggots.

Zhou Ze had seen this group of women in cheongsams holding umbrellas on the road to hell more than once, but this time, they appeared in the Yang Realm.

As Zhou Ze walked out of the bookstore, the woman in cheongsam turned around and started to widen the distance between them. In the rain, her figure appeared so hazy.

If it was a normal person, they might have developed a fondness for her and pursued her. In the rain, this kind of woman would often make you ignore the fear and strangeness and fall at her feet wholeheartedly.

“Hello.”

Zhou Ze shouted.

The other party was still walking. Her arrival seemed to be to attract Zhou Ze's attention and bring him to another place. She should be like a messenger.

For the woman in cheongsam who could walk back and forth on the road to hell to act as a messenger, the person behind her must be extraordinary.

However, seeing that the woman in cheongsam had distanced herself from him, Zhou Ze turned around and returned to the bookstore.

What a joke.

Come cool, come without a word,

No matter how cool you walk, do I have to chase after you and shout like the male lead in a romance drama?

This was not hell, it was the Yang Realm.

This bad habit…

He really spoiled her.

After closing the bookstore's door, Zhou Ze stretched and returned to his seat. He got Bai Yingying to pour him a cup of coffee.

What he did not know was that the moment he turned around and walked into the bookstore,

The otherworldly woman in cheongsam stepped into the water.

She turned around.

His face was full of maggots.

He was in disbelief!

Him?

He actually went back just like that?

Then, she seemed to hesitate. Should she walk again?

With his previous attitude and temperament?

Slurp.

A pair of black rain boots stepped into the waterhole. A man with white hair reached out to flick the water droplets on the brim of his hat. His pale hand landed on the woman in cheongsam.

The woman in cheongsam immediately became haggard and turned into a paper doll. She was slowly drenched in the rain and eventually, she was completely soaked in the puddle.

“Forget it. Since I can't invite him, I'll pay him a visit myself.”

The man was dressed in a coffee-colored coat. His British style was obvious, but his white hair made his aura seem rather out of place.

At this age, this kind of hair…

It was like the killing Matt popular ten years ago.

However, the man continued to walk his own way. In the end, he reached the bookstore and pushed the door open.

The first thing he saw was the woman brewing drinks at the bar counter.

Oh no.

Upon closer inspection,

A Adam's apple.

A man?

The white-haired man couldn't help but take another look at Xu Qinglang.

Interesting.

A man who looked better than a woman was here as a bartender.

He looked over, and Bai Yingying appeared before the white-haired man. She walked over with a cup of coffee.

A zombie?

Adopted in the shop?

The man thought to himself. He was here, but no one in the shop could see him, including Zhou Ze, who was taking the coffee and reading the newspaper.

People had a natural fear of something.

That was something that he could not see.

Zhou Ze could see the woman holding the umbrella earlier, but he could not see the person standing at the entrance of his store.

A small monkey ran past the white-haired man with its toy hammer. Even with its natural sensitivity, it did not notice anything strange. It did not realize that there was someone beside it, and it was looking down at itself.

In the white-haired man's eyes, the monkey gave off a thick murderous aura.

It was originally a spirit monkey, but it felt like a malicious spirit. However, these things were suppressed and could not be revealed.

“Achoo!”

The old Daoist priest sneezed heavily.

The white-haired man looked at the old Daoist priest.

Then…

His gaze landed on the old Daoist priest's crotch. There was a bright yellow light symbol there, and the light enveloped the two walnuts underneath the old Daoist priest.

The white-haired man closed his eyes. He felt like his eyes were burning.

This store…

Interesting.

It was just a small errand boy, but he had arranged his residence to be so rich, and had stuffed so many strange people and things inside.

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

She walked to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. His hand suddenly shook, and some coffee landed on his sleeve.

Bai Yingying, who was at the side, was quick to react. She quickly came over to help wipe it off. At the same time, she helped Zhou Ze take off his dirty jacket and changed into it.

When the boss was particular, he was really particular.

Fortunately, Yingying was already used to it.

The white-haired man sat down in front of Zhou Ze, and the two of them sat facing each other.

“Temporary ghost assignment?”

The white-haired man mumbled to himself.

“Tong City is such a small place, but the ghost swap happened so quickly.”

Zhou Ze looked around in confusion. He had a nagging feeling that something was not right. Was that cheongsam girl who was holding an umbrella and acting cool leaving just like that?

He left.

And then?

What Zhou Ze did not know was that, after that, she was sitting in front of him.

A brush appeared in the white-haired man's hand, and he gently stroked it.

“Ninety-nine percent. Just a little more and I'll be back on track.”

The white-haired man smiled.

“Then I'll do you a favor and help you get promoted.

But since it was a matter of public relations,

You have to kneel.

Bow to This Seat. ”

Zhou Ze suddenly felt that his knees were aching, and this feeling was intensifying. Everything had come out of nowhere.

The white-haired man held a brush and sat there peacefully. Seeing Zhou Ze only stand up and massage his legs, he was surprised. Why was Zhou Ze so slow?

A normal ghost soldier should have knelt down immediately after being stimulated by his own breath.

You and someone else.

What's the difference?

The white-haired man frowned slightly and whispered,

“Kneel.”

Zhou Ze's pupils shrank.

His body froze like a person lying on a warm bed was suddenly sent to a world of ice.

“Boss, your certificate. You forgot to take it out of your dirty clothes.”

Bai Yingying walked over with Zhou Ze's identification card and handed it to him.

The document returned to Zhou Ze's hands.

The white-haired man suddenly opened his mouth.

He was behind Zhou Ze.

He saw a huge mountain, and beneath it, he could vaguely see the figure of a monkey.

Monkeys move mountains, monkeys move mountains, monkeys move mountains.

Myriad feet,

Mount Tai!

Plop!

The white-haired man knelt down in fear.

He said in disbelief,

“Fu… Jun?”

After saying that, the white-haired man's invisible body collapsed and disappeared.

In a pitch-black area…

The white-haired boy, who had been napping against the old locust tree, suddenly opened his eyes.

It was like he was in a dream. He was drenched in cold sweat. Behind the boy, there was a large brush on his back, making him look weird.

The boy looked dejected.

Suddenly…

Below,

Under the old locust tree,

A pair of blood red eyes the size of two houses appeared, hanging in the sky like two giant lanterns.

The old locust tree grew on its body.

It had horns like a deer, a camel's head, a donkey's mouth, eyes like a turtle, ears like an ox, scales like a fish, whiskers like a prawn, stomach like a snake, and feet like an eagle. It could be said to be completely different, and it was even more exaggerated and strange than the so-called four odd beasts.

“Didn't I allow you to… sleepwalk… March… You woke up earlier…”

The boy pursed his lips and revealed a fawning expression.

“I want to wake up early so that I can remove the weeds and catch lice for you.”

Boy,

He did not tell the truth.

The giant beast below seemed satisfied with this answer. It slowly lowered its head and said,

“How thoughtful of you… You did not waste my offer to the Bodhisattva… to give you… the judge's plate that I asked for…”

“Of course, of course. Without you, I would still be a wandering soul in the Yin Sect. I wouldn't have the fortune I have today.”

The boy began to weed the locust tree.

She was very attentive.

It was flawless.

Chapter end