Midnight Bookstore Chapter 163 – : She Must Die

The curtains had already been drawn on this matter. The previous voyage, including the islands, was like a dream. In the end, it was over.

To put it bluntly, things like demons and ghosts could not be considered elegant. Otherwise, this world would not have 'humans' as the main characters. However, the lack of human nature would always give them space to act. Some people even liked to seek death for themselves.

Zhou Ze did not know whether he should be brought into the world of ghosts or the world of humans. In fact, he was a little confused about his own positioning many times. Therefore, he treated himself as a spectator most of the time.

Look at him bloom, look at him fall, look at him smile, look at him cry.

As long as one saw too much, they would become numb.

Zhou Ze let Bai Yingying help him up to the second floor. Nothing had changed here. Even when he walked into the room, Zhou Ze still saw the old man sleeping soundly on the sofa.

Bai Yingying was confused. “He's not dead?”

Zhou Ze had placed the python there, but it did not kill anyone?

Zhou Ze shook his head. He was already dead. The black aura in the old man's forehead could not be concealed. Even if he did not die instantly, he would die in extreme pain in the next few days.

The woman was lying on the ground. Her dress was pulled open, revealing a large part of her body.

Zhou Ze stared at it for a while.

Bai Yingying pouted.

After a while, Zhou Ze walked over and helped the woman tidy up her clothes. They were both sleeping soundly. Many things that had happened before were like a dream to them, but their fates had already changed several times.

Zhou Ze walked around the house again. Behind a wall, he found half a snake's body. It was a small snake. The small green snake had already dried up.

Furthermore, there was something wrong with the door. There were many strange patterns carved on it. Zhou Ze asked Bai Yingying to help him copy the patterns.

After that, Zhou Ze did not wake the woman to ask about the payment and left with Bai Yingying.

After returning to the bookstore, about a week later, Xu Qinglang walked out from the scary atmosphere that night and started to take care of the three meals.

Coupled with the fact that one or two ghosts visited the bookstore every night to deliver business, Boss Zhou's life was quite fulfilling. Most importantly, his body had recovered by more than half.

Some things that should have been resolved should have been put on the agenda. For example, the priest who had been jumping around since five years ago should have gone to hell.

“Yorinko, let's meet at the bookstore tomorrow afternoon,” Zhou Ze said to Bai Yingying, who was pouring tea for him.

“Okay.” Bai Yingying immediately took out her phone to send a message. She asked, “Boss, are we going to find that priest?”

Zhou Ze nodded. Although the main cause of the death of the old man's family was the old man's own selfishness, that priest had also played a significant role in driving them.

Furthermore, the other party had even stolen his ashes. This debt had to be settled.

“Boss, you seem to have forgotten something important,” Bai Yingying reminded him.

“What is it?”

“The remaining amount is still 8 million.”

“Hehe,” Zhou Ze laughed.

“Boss, don't be like that. You don't need money just because she's pretty. She's pretty but you can't treat her like food.”

“With that one million deposit, I can probably use it for a long time. Didn't I give you the money I lent you earlier? Go redeem those two items.”

“No, Boss, how can you live like this? If you don't manage the household, you won't know how expensive it is. If you don't take eight million yuan seriously, how are you going to continue living? It's 8 million, not 8 million!” Bai Yingying sounded like a man was indeed unreliable.

“Boss, there's news on the newspaper.” The old Daoist who had just finished mopping the floor walked over with the newspaper.

The old man was dead. He was on the newspaper and many people went to pay their condolences. The cause of his death was because he was seriously ill and did not make it.

The old man was a decent man when he was alive.

His funeral was very grand as well. Actually, this was how the world was like. Many people might have been glorious in front of the stage, but who knew that the man behind him was a prostitute, a character in front of others, and a character behind them. Such a reversal had long made the masses feel numb.

“Ah!”

Bai Yingying suddenly cried out!

“What's wrong?” Zhou Ze happened to be holding a cup of tea, and his tea spilled out from her shock.

“Look at the boss here,” Bai Yingying said as she pointed at another page.

Zhou Ze looked over. The title was:

'The widow of a rich man donates all her assets.'

It was that woman who had donated all her inheritance.

“Why would she do that?” Bai Yingying was confused.

Then, Bai Yingying looked at the calm Zhou Ze and asked, “Boss, you already knew?”

Zhou Ze shook his head.

“8 million, your 8 million has also been donated to Hope Engineering.”

“So be it.”

“Boss, what do you mean by donating? She was donating money, not eight million yuan. Also, Boss, I'm poor too. I want to buy more funerary items. Can you donate some to me too?” Bai Yingying came over and acted cute.

“What eight million?” Xu Qinglang walked over with a cup of coffee.

“It's the very rich female client that you told me about last time. She said that she had helped her solve her problem, and there was still eight million yuan left. In the end, her husband died, and she donated all her assets,” Bai Yingying explained to Xu Qinglang.

“Is it that exaggerated?” Xu Qinglang was shocked as well. The donation figure had to be counted in the hundreds of millions.

“Yo, look who's here.” The old Daoist pointed at the door.

At the door stood a woman in a black dress and veil.

Many boys were familiar with this outfit—the undead attire.

The woman walked in and nodded slightly at Zhou Ze. “I'm going back to my hometown to live. I'm sorry about your final payment.”

“Hey, what do you mean sorry? Do you know how poor my boss is? He can't even pay his salary, and you even took eight million from him!” the old Daoist priest said arrogantly.

“Old Daoist, the floor is dirty.”

“What?”

Then, when the old Daoist priest saw that Zhou Ze was about to pour the tea on the ground, he immediately shut his mouth.

“I'm really sorry. You won't mind, right?” the woman said to Zhou Ze.

“I don't care. I just hope that when my living conditions are good and I go on a cruise to eat barbecue, things will be peaceful.”

“You flatter me.”

The woman turned around, pushed the door open, and walked out. She seemed to have come specifically to say that.

Xu Qinglang finally came back to his senses. They looked so alike. Even though she was wearing a black veil, her voice and figure were exactly the same as the woman!

Xu Qinglang was about to chase after her, but his hand was held tightly by Zhou Ze.

“What are you doing!” Xu Qinglang shouted at Zhou Ze.

“No matter what your relationship with her is, you'd better not go.”

“That's impossible. There are some things that I have to clarify!” Xu Qinglang insisted.

Zhou Ze shook his head helplessly and stood up. “Alright, I'll go with you.”

Then, Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang walked out of the bookstore together. The woman was still walking ahead. Xu Qinglang quickly chased after her and grabbed her shoulders.

The woman trembled and asked, “What is the meaning of this?”

Xu Qinglang's Adam's apple bobbed but he did not know what to say. Should he say that he had fled?

“Your hand.”

After all, she was a woman who had once been with him. Even though it was a love affair, it was also a fate of exchanging body fluids.

Xu Qinglang reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist. The scar on it was very deep. “This is the ointment I brought from my hometown. It can treat scars.”

The woman looked at Xu Qinglang with a smile that was not a smile. Then, she looked at Zhou Ze, who was standing beside her. Finally, her gaze landed on Zhou Ze.

“I didn't know you were related to him,” Zhou Ze explained.

The woman nodded in agreement.

She then hugged Xu Qinglang tightly.

Xu Qinglang was stunned.

The other party was wearing the clothes of an unmarried person, and Zhou Ze was beside him. Xu Qinglang was at a loss.

Then…

The retching sound ended the awkwardness.

“Urgh…”

The woman spat it out.

He spat out blood.

It splattered all over Xu Qinglang.

Then she collapsed.

“What's going on! What's going on!”

Xu Qinglang looked at his bloody hands and roared.

The woman had already collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

“She took the poison,” Zhou Ze said.

“Then save her! Save her! Why are you standing here? Do something!” Xu Qinglang grabbed Zhou Ze's arm and shook it.

“No,” Zhou Ze said calmly.

“Why?”

“She died on her own.”

“Why would she want to die?” Xu Qinglang asked in confusion.

“She must die.”

Zhou Ze lit a cigarette and said, “Call 120. She took the poison herself. It has nothing to do with you. You can burn some paper money. Anyway, come back after dealing with her.”

Turning around, Zhou Ze walked back to the bookstore.

When Bai Yingying saw that Zhou Ze had returned alone, she immediately asked, “Boss, where's Xu?”

“He has something to deal with.”

“With that woman?” Bai Yingying looked enlightened. “That woman must have fallen for you and abandoned you. She must have fallen for Xu, right?”

“She's dead.”

“What?”

“Dead.”

“How could she have died?”

“Suicide.”

“How could she commit suicide?”

From Bai Yingying's perspective, the woman was unscrupulous, materialistic, and loved to enjoy life. How could someone like that commit suicide?

“Why did Daji die?”

“What?”

Bai Yingying did not understand why her boss suddenly asked her this.

“You know the story of the Investiture of Gods, right?”

“I know,” Bai Yingying replied.

“Then why did she die in the end?”

“Because she's a bad woman. She killed those who were loyal to her and deserved to die.”

“Yes. In the beginning, it was actually because Emperor Zhou was disrespectful in Nuwa's Dao Temple that Nuwa was furious, so she sent three foxes, including Daji, to confuse Emperor Zhou and speed up the end of the Shang Dynasty's karmic luck.

“In the end, Daji succeeded. The Shang Dynasty was destroyed. Daji originally thought that she could return to report because her mission was indeed completed.

“Jiang Ziya chased after her and she went to look for Nuwa. Nuwa said, 'You deserve to die. I asked you to bewitch Emperor Zhou and end the destiny of the Shang Dynasty as soon as possible, but I did not ask you to harm the loyal and righteous.'

“Then… Nuwa killed Daji. ”

“This… Boss, you mean… The design of the room, the dried snake that was hidden inside the room for many years, and the fact that the old man only stayed inside the room with her… I see…” Bai Yingying looked pensive. “Therefore, she must die.”

Chapter end