Midnight Bookstore Chapter 233 – Ghosts From Other Places

Salted fish canon, 1st Column, 1st Chapter, 1st Article:

“A man must know how to be satisfied.”

As a man who wanted to be the king of salted fish,

boss Zhou waved his “New claws”a few times like a child who had gotten a new toy and was secretly happy for a while,

after a short while, he withdrew his claws and ran downstairs to take a shower again. Then, he hugged the maid and went to sleep for nothing.

This kind of “Self-theft”behavior was really dangerous, especially when the consciousness in his body was disgusted by it and even began to resist it. Fortunately, it was suppressed by Zhou Ze in the end.

But from another perspective, this feeling was really exciting.

Boss Zhou seemed to have succeeded in “Stealing the chicken”,

with the mentality that he had already made a profit,

he slept exceptionally soundly.

Perhaps it was because he had consumed too much energy last night, Zhou Ze did not wake up until the afternoon. When he woke up, he found that many parts of his body were sore, it was like the result of a person who did not exercise much suddenly shouting the slogan of losing weight on a whim and clenching his teeth to exercise.

As a former doctor, Zhou Ze obviously knew that this was the reason for the sudden excessive secretion of lactic acid. He did not take it seriously and leisurely went down to wash up as usual. Then, he sat down on the first floor.

Bai Yingying immediately brought tea and today's newspaper,

the newspaper was specially ironed by Bai Yingying in advance.

For a long time, before the nobles read the newspaper, the servants would iron the newspaper in advance. This was because in the past, the printing technology was not good. By ironing the newspaper, one could avoid getting ink stains on one's fingers when flipping through the pages. Now, there was actually no such problem, however, Bai Yingying liked this sense of ritual.

Zhou Ze just let it be.

Nowadays, boss Zhou was under the meticulous care of Bai Yingying. He was very much like the old flag bearer who carried a bird cage out to walk the birds every morning during the pre-qing period.

The old Daoist was watching the news. He sat beside the bar counter. Monkey sat in his arms. He watched the news while he scratched the lice for the monkey.

Actually, monkey monkey liked to be clean and knew how to clean his hair, but the old priest was used to this feeling anyway. It didn't matter if he could catch the lice or not. Monkey's hair was soft and felt really good. It was very comfortable to knead and knead.

Monkey Monkey also enjoyed it very much. His small head leaned against the old priest's chest with a satisfied expression.

The man and monkey had nothing to do. It was even more decadent and lazy than the government office that the commoners talked about where they drank tea and read newspapers every day.

“Hey, boss, this celebrity has committed suicide.”

The old Taoist pointed at the television screen and shouted at Zhou Ze.

“Who is it?”

Zhou Ze did not even raise his head. He was not interested in the news of the entertainment industry.

“It's the male singer who sang '%@@ #'.”

“OH.”

The song was known, but the person did not know.

“He posted on Weibo in the early hours of the morning that he had an affair. He even posted that he was a D addict and that he was gay. Wow, this is a F * cking Epiphany.”.

“He exposed his dark history on the Internet and then jumped off a hotel building to commit suicide. TSK TSK, I really like his songs.”

As he spoke, the old priest reached out and stroked a handful of monkey fur,

“Monkey also likes it. He often uses his phone to cut this song.”

“OH.”

Boss Zhou continued to enjoy the comfortable experience brought by the ironing of the newspaper. He was indeed not interested in this kind of news.

Dead people..,

he had seen a lot of them.

Men, women, tall, short, fat and skinny, beautiful and intelligent, a good husband, and so on,

in boss Zhou's eyes, they were almost like Nanjing Saltwater Ducks on an assembly line,

they came naked, packed them up in a routine, and then sent them to Hell to receive.

It was said that there was a forensic doctor who liked to sleep at his work place because it made him feel the warmth of someone accompanying him. Perhaps it was not a psychological problem. After all, humans were animals with strong habits.

“Eh, wait a minute.”

The old priest took out his phone and flipped through it again. He said in surprise,

“Boss, this singer had a commercial performance in Tongcheng yesterday. He jumped off the top floor of the Tongcheng Hotel.”

“OH.”

For a long time, the Tongcheng Hotel was a landmark building in the hearts of the people of Tongcheng. More than ten years ago, when the people of Tongcheng were bragging, they liked to brag that they went to the Tongcheng hotel for a meal yesterday.

The old Taoist became more and more excited. He completely ignored his boss's perfunctory reply and continued to say,

“Boss, do you think he will come to our bookstore tonight?

“I have to prepare for tears. If he comes, we might even be able to hear him sing a song in his original voice.”

Zhou ze raised his head and glanced at the old Taoist,

“Not all the dead will come to our bookstore.”

Zhou Ze reminded him.

If the dead had to come to the bookstore, then the GDP of the bookstore was really terrifying. Boss Zhou was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink coffee. It was probably not a dream for him to catch the constable and overrun the inspection.

However, in fact, most of the dead souls would go to hell themselves. Only a small number of the disobedient dead souls would be sent to hell through the bookstore.

“Boss, I feel that he has been wronged. Look, before he died, he self-exposed all his dark history and then committed suicide. There's a huge grievance in this!”

“So?”

“So he might really come to the bookstore tonight!”

The old man was full of the feeling of being a fan of celebrities.

To be honest..,

the old man's way of chasing celebrities could be said to have completely surpassed the famous “Hongqiao No. 1 sister”to a certain extent,

you block the airport gate, I block the gate of Hell.

“You want to chase after celebrities? I know a place that has many celebrities. There are also celebrities like Zhang Rongmeifang, who I like very much.”

“Really?”The old Daoist said in surprise.

“Well, hurry up and find a rope to hang yourself. I'm responsible for sending your soul to Hell. Maybe you can even catch their underground concert.”

“…”the old priest.

In the evening, Xu Qinglang prepared another feast. For the first time, boss Zhou solemnly took out his precious spider lilies juice and carefully took a small sip. Then, he felt his appetite expand. He really had a full meal!

The other people at the table looked at boss Zhou the same way they looked at the bridge of helplessness old woman the day before yesterday when she was wolfing down the food.

As expected,

living conditions in Hell were poor,

it seemed that these ghosts were so hungry.

After the meal,

some of boss Zhou who managed to last until the end simply moved a chair and sat down at the entrance of the bookstore. With the lingering effects of the anther energy, Zhou Ze took the fruit candied fruits brought by the white warbler and continued to eat.

Eating happily,

enjoying the wonderful feeling of food,

this long-lost happiness,

if boss Zhou didn't deliberately hold it in, he might have cried at the dinner table.

Xu Qinglang walked to the door of the shop and lit a cigarette. He looked a little disappointed.

Today's meal marked that Xu Qinglang's series of juice drinks, which were mainly made of sour plum juice, was about to be withdrawn from the market.

They didn't speak or communicate. After smoking, Xu Qinglang went back to the bookstore to do his own things.

Boss Zhou enjoyed the last clamor of the evening on South Street very comfortably,

at the same time, he was thinking whether he should spend some time tonight to practice his scythe claws that came out yesterday, or continue to steal the chicken?

The latter impulse was quickly suppressed by Zhou Ze. Forget it, he couldn't chew it too much. Let's take it slow.

A small car stopped in front of the bookstore. The window was rolled down, and Zhou Ze saw a man in a blue dress sitting inside!

The candied fruit in his throat choked, and Zhou Ze started coughing.

The man turned his head and looked at Zhou Ze. There was a bit of dissatisfaction on his face, but he didn't say anything.

He took out his phone as if he was repositioning himself. In the end, he looked in Zhou Ze's direction before opening the door and getting out of the car.

When the man got out of the car, Zhou Ze realized that he might have been mistaken. The man was wearing a small, exquisite black suit. He might have put a woman's dress on himself in the car and was driving.

Before he got close, the fragrance had already filled the air. It was the smell of perfume. It was pungent and very strong.

Under such circumstances, Zhou Ze really wanted to call Xu Qinglang out to spar.

You've Met Your match!

However, Zhou Ze soon realized that it was different. Old Xu was straight, so there were no problems with his functions and interests in that area. His preference for women was natural, while the person in front of him was full of a pretentious air, moreover, as a senior surgeon, Zhou Ze could see that the other party's face had been cut many times. This was because he had forcibly restored himself to the taste of a woman.

“I'm here to greet you. My name is Liu Chuyu. I'm a newly promoted ghost errand boy from Changzhou. I'm here to detain a deceased soul tonight.”

The other party extended his hand to Zhou Ze, intending to shake his hand. However, the other party had placed a handkerchief on his palm beforehand. The meaning was obvious. He disliked Zhou Ze's dirty hands.

Boss Zhou himself was a germaphobe. When he saw this scene, he smiled. He was too lazy to shake the other party's hand. He directly asked,

“Lin Ke told me that a Changzhou Ghost who crossed the line is coming here. Why? Are you taking the ghost away from me and Stealing My Business?”

“I can compensate you in other ways. This ghost is very important to me. I need to personally send him off. Moreover, there might be some accidents along the way.”

The other party bent down and looked at Zhou Ze:

“If my attitude and posture make you feel very uncomfortable, then I'll apologize to you here first. I don't want to cause trouble here.

“I'm not arrogant, nor am I aloof,

“It's because the inertia of this body is too strong,

“Many of the details of my current actions are driven by the habits of this body in the past. I haven't completely adapted to it yet. I'm sorry.”

“The body's inertia?”

“Oh, to put it simply, this body instinctively repels men and hates men, but it just so happens that he's a man himself.”

Liu Chuyu's expression was one of despair,

“Falling into this host body, I'm also very desperate.”

As he said this, Liu Chuyu even looked at Zhou Ze carefully. He smiled and said,

“Brother, your body is not bad. You're quite handsome. I'm really envious of you.”

“Hehe.”

Zhou ze originally wanted to tell the other party that it was not something to be envious of if it fell on the enemy who had killed him,

but looking at the person in front of him..,

he suddenly felt that Xu le still had his loveliness.

Chapter end