Chapter 127

No matter your mood is good or bad, there is one thing that is not transferred and changed by human will, that is time.

The day passed, and in the evening, Zhou Ze sat on the sofa, playing with a pen in his hand. There was no news from little Luoli.

Zhou Ze didn't think that the other party was perfunctory. After all, the other party's life and death was in his own mind. For the first time, he asked her to go to work. If she dared to perfunctory pretend to be "bu" and sneak back to sleep and recuperate, it would only give her a win.

In fact, the ashes of a previous life are not as important as you say. Even if the ashes are in your own hands, someone suggested that Zhou Ze's ashes be scattered in the sea or the river, and Zhou Ze xingxu would do the same.

Let the past go with the wind, and let the past dust return to the earth. Zhou Ze is not as important as the protagonist in the bitterness drama. He values something in the past more than his life.

But the problem is that you can throw away your own things and things that have a deep connection with yourself, but if someone dares to steal them, it won't work.

This is no longer a matter of loss of interest, but the most direct offense.

The priest, the Japanese priest, Zhou Ze hopes to find him at the next moment, and then pierce him with his fingernails in person;

Didn't he want ashes,

After killing him, I'll turn him into ashes and find some dog shit to mix with him.

Xiao Luoli must still be looking for it, and Zhou Ze knows that as a senior old devil, she must have a much deeper foundation in Tongcheng than herself.

So even if he is unwilling, the only thing Zhou Ze can do now is to eat and sleep, while maintaining his energy and waiting.

The Taoist priest saw that Zhou Ze was not in a good mood all day today,

Ordinary people can't enjoy the anger of their ashes being stolen,

But the boss enjoyed it.

At this time, the old man brought a cup of coffee and felt that he should say something to relieve the boss's depression, and immediately said:

"Boss, the Japanese must be able to find it soon. Generally, in Chinese film and television works and novels, the Japanese are standard high-risk creatures with a long survival period."

Zhou Ze didn't look at the old way, but took a sip of coffee.

He didn't want to chat with the Taoist priest when he was in a bad mood, because he was afraid that he would have the impulse to stab the Taoist priest to death when he was in a bad mood. Maybe his last boss also had this impulse?

At this time, Tang Shi came down from upstairs. She was wearing a black dress today.

This is a very cold and gorgeous woman, and she always pursues high standards and refinement in her clothes. This seems to be her obsessive-compulsive disorder. Zhou Ze remembers that she asked Lao Dao to buy new clothes when she just woke up.

"Have tea."

Tang poetry is icy.

"I won't go." Zhou Ze is really not in that mood.

Tang Shi looked at Zhou Ze,

Stand there and don't move.

She won't whine or beg. She has always been that cold attitude. Therefore, when she looks at you, you will feel very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Zhou Ze is a soft hearted person and a kind person,

He can't stand the injustice and unhappiness of others, and always puts himself in others' shoes.

Of course, the pen I played with in my hand was just out of my control, and it was trembling slightly, and had the posture of penetrating my chest at any time.

Well,

get up.

"Go ahead and have tea." Zhou Ze said.

Tang Shi withdrew her eyes, opened the store door and walked out.

"Boss, it's a little cold at night. Bring more clothes." The old Taoist priest said politely beside him.

Zhou Ze waved his hand to show that he didn't need it.

then,

Zhou Ze also opened the door,

then,

There is no then.

Because Tang Shi was standing by the telegraph pole at the door, motionless, not like taking a taxi and waiting for the bus. Zhou Ze could only stand by, and I didn't know what she meant.

Half an hour later,

Tang Shi still stood there, motionless, and even his expression did not change. Zhou Ze began to squat down and take out a cigarette.

In an hour,

Tang Shi still did not move, while Zhou Ze simply sat on the road teeth, and there were cigarette butts under his feet.

Looking at the bookstore door less than two meters away from me,

Zhou Ze really wants to take a hammer to open a scoop for the female child and ask what is in her mind.

You stand less than two meters from the door and wait so long, why can't you sit in the bookstore and wait?

Inside the store, Lao Dao and Bai Yingying, including Xu Qinglang, passed by from time to time. Seeing the boss still sitting outside, he still sat outside.

Zhou Ze raised his head slightly and lowered his head again,

Suddenly there is an illusion that life is very difficult.

Finally, a white Roewe drove over and stopped at the door of the bookstore.

Are you coming?

Who drinks tea?

Because Zhou Ze saw Tang Shi move, she walked forward.

Zhou Ze also stood up and watched the door open, thinking about whether to organize the salesmen who watched their hilarious jokes. They all wore bikinis, took a colored ball, crossed their thighs and shouted several times:

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome..."

But it seems that except Yingying can have a look, the other two... No, it seems that except for the old man, the other two people are very good-looking and eye-catching in this way.

But next, Zhou Ze was stunned. There was a person sitting in the car, the driver. But after the driver got off the car, he gave a feeling of excessive lust.

Thick dark circles under the eyes, coupled with that kind of excited state, it is easy to think of whether the goods are driving with drugs.

"Hahahahahaha......"

As soon as the driver got out of the car, he covered his stomach and laughed.

He laughed with a pig's voice.

Zhou Ze approached him, lowered his head and looked at him.

"Hahahahahaha... Where is this?" The driver asked with a smile.

"Tongcheng." Zhou Ze responded.

Trump of the other side,

It should be a friend of Sichuan.

"Hahahahahaha... Where is Tongcheng? I haven't heard of it."

"In Jiangsu." Zhou Ze reminded.

"Hahahahahaha... I drove out to buy a suit. Why didn't I sleep all the way to Jiangsu?"

You ask me who I ask?

Zhou Ze felt that the driver had something wrong with his brain.

ok

Zhou Ze had guessed whether the tea drinker Tang Shi was looking for,

But if that person is like this,

Zhou Ze also wants to "hahaha" with him.

"Hahahahaha, I'm so tired, I'm so sleepy." The driver continued to hahaha.

"Hahaha, can you stop laughing his mother?"

"Hahahaha, no, I don't know why I'm so happy!" driver.

"Hahahaha, is there something wrong with your brain?" Zhou Ze.

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, I drove more than 2000 kilometers from Chengdu to Tongcheng without sleep. My brain seems to be really sick."

"Hahahaha, what are you doing here?"

"Hahahaha, there is someone in my trunk. I think he is my father or mother. I am happy to send him!"

"Hahaha... Huh?"

Zhou Ze stopped laughing and looked into the trunk.

Then he saw Tang Shi raise his hand,

The whole car shook,

Creak, creak,

Without pressing the unlock button, the boot will pop open directly.

Although the white Roewe has experienced a long journey of more than 2000 kilometers and has become a little gray, the gesture of Tang Shi, which can't wait to unlock the lock and directly open the box violently, is still a little too much.

There was a man lying in the trunk,

Oh, no,

To be exact,

It's a person and a cat.

The man's eyes were wrapped with a bandage, where there was still a lot of fresh blood. Next to the man, there was a cat lying there motionless.

One person and one cat are all dead, leaving only a slight fluctuation in the chest to tell the people next to them that they still have a breath.

Tang Shi himself bent down, picked up the white cat and looked into the room.

"Old way."

"Come on, what's the matter?"

The Taoist priest trotted over, and then glanced at the trunk. He was immediately surprised, and immediately came to hold the man with bandages on his eyes inside.

"Boss, how did you become like this? You are miserable, miserable!"

Zhou Ze on one side knew that Lao Dao was not crying for him,

But I always feel a little uncomfortable standing next to this cry.

One man and one cat were carried into the bookstore by Tang Shi and Lao Dao, and the shopkeeper was still there holding the door to continue "hahahaha..."

Zhou Ze understood a little. The driver was really unlucky. He was hypnotized.

When he went out to buy a suit, he estimated that there were still girls in the hotel. As a result, he drove directly from Chengdu to Tongcheng in one breath.

But how to untie hypnosis?

Fortunately, when the people in the carriage were carried in, the driver seemed to return to normal, directly fainted to the ground and fell asleep.

Finally, the driver was sent to a nearby hotel by Xu Qinglang to open a room. As for whether the hotel owner would misunderstand anything, Zhou Ze was not clear.

He went directly to the second floor and came to Tang Shi's bedroom. The man was lying there, motionless.

To tell the truth, Zhou Ze was very grateful to him. If he hadn't killed in Chengdu, his relationship with little Luoli wouldn't have become so harmonious.

Maybe now he is facing the chase of little Luoli or has been killed.

"Can he wake up?"

Zhou Ze asked.

Tang Shi didn't answer and wiped his face with a wet towel in her hand.

Be careful and obedient.

Why didn't I get this treatment when I was injured?

Everyone is reincarnating. Is Xu Le in my family much more handsome than this guy?

"I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask whether he will attract the attention of ghosts in other places if he stays here, and then a group of people will come to encircle and suppress him?

Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to drive him away. I just asked him to make some preparations.

After all, you don't have a ghost certificate, so you can't wash your identity temporarily. "

Tang Shi looked at Zhou Ze and said, "ghost difference certificate?"

Do you really or falsely know?

Zhou Ze took out his ghost certificate and shook it in front of Tang poetry,

"It's this thing. With it, you can wash your identity. As long as you don't do too much next, you can be safe for a long time. It's just that this thing is difficult to get, and you have to rely on luck."

At this time,

The unconscious man lying in bed shivered slightly,

In his sweater pocket,

Something seems to have spilled down,

Fell from the bed to the floor,

Fell to the ground,

It's local,

Ghost syndrome