Chapter 195

Zhou Ze doesn't know whether there is reincarnation in the world, and whether the so-called karma really exists, but one thing is certain: people who commit evil and covet ill gotten gains will eventually be punished:

At least,

They will die of old age.

Opened the door of hell, reached out and grabbed the red shirt man, threw him directly inside, and a single performance was completed.

Next, Zhou Ze entered the salted fish state again. Lying on the sofa, holding a newspaper and drinking coffee, Zhou Ze felt that this state was the most enjoyable after experiencing the twists and turns of the mirror world.

Holding this posture until evening, Xu Qinglang came over and whispered to Zhou Ze, "there is no money in the store account."

The rent of the bookstore was not expensive. After all, it was rented from the Xu family. When talking about the price, the Xu family gave the green light.

But everyone's food and drink, plus utilities and so on, is not a small amount. Boss Zhou's coffee now is imported, and the price is not cheap. The wine Xu Qinglang mixed for his guests is cheap in small bars, but his own drink is not cheap.

In addition, the living business of the bookstore is really not very good. Just seeing that Zhou Ze has not entered a book until now, we can see how unsatisfactory the business of the bookstore is.

"Go get the paper money and burn it at the door. Burn more."

"OK."

Xu Qinglang went to get the paper money. The old Taoist who had been playing with monkeys saw this scene and immediately came over.

For the old Taoist, there is no game in the world that is more fun than burning paper money. It is more enjoyable than playing slot machines. Squatting in the door of the store and burning it, someone will come and lose money later. It's simply enjoyable.

"Take more." The old Taoist muttered beside him.

"Enough." Xu Qinglang took a stack and said.

"The boss said to burn more, you save a fart for him."

"Almost, otherwise it would be too disgraceful."

"Does his family need you?" The old Taoist shook his head. "If you want to be a Yingying, you should be a Yingying."

Xu Qinglang thought for a while, as if it was true. He simply took out a stack and handed it to the Taoist priest. Then, Xu Qinglang and the Taoist priest took a stack of money and lit it at the door of the bookstore in the dark.

After burning, Lao Dao squatted beside him, smoking cigarettes, waiting for the RMB to come.

In fact, the Taoist priest also saved a lot of paper money on his side. Sometimes when he met some ghosts who didn't have money, Zhou Ze couldn't see those ghost bills, so he gave them to the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest couldn't help hiding. A little makes a lot, which is not a small amount.

And the Taoist priest has a dream, that is, after accumulating enough dead money, glue them together with adhesive tape to make a dress, just like the fish skin clothes of the Hezhen nationality, and wear it on his body.

Damn, it's really human shape auspicious at that time. I'm excited to think about it.

If you go to Macao in that dress, wouldn't it be all right?

A battery car came from the front, and Lao Dao and his eyes were looking there. They both felt that it should be him.

The person who drove the battery car came wearing a blue takeout suit and helmet. At first glance, it was the takeout boy. The takeout boy didn't think there was anything, but when he passed the bookstore, he suddenly saw a man and a woman squatting there at the door of the store, staring at himself directly. His heart was immediately awe inspiring. There was a fire hydrant in front of him, and he actually drove the car and directly hit him.

"Bang Dang"

A small box fell down, which was full of fast food boxes.

The delivery boy immediately stood up and looked a little guilty. He immediately picked up his battery car. He didn't seem to notice the falling thing and drove directly to the road.

"Didi.................."

The car whistle came,

Under the gaze of Lao Dao and Xu Qinglang,

The takeout boy ran into the bus in front of him like an iron head baby, and he caught up.

"Bang!"

The delivery boy was knocked out,

The battery car also fell apart directly,

His helmet also fell in front of Lao Dao and Xu Qinglang, and rolled and shook a few times.

This seems to be a lot of fun.

Xu Qinglang and the Taoist priest looked at each other, and they both saw a little at a loss from each other's eyes.

"I said burn less." Xu Qinglang complained.

"Shit, you didn't take it."

The Taoist priest angrily took it back, and then got up to pick up the meal that the delivery boy had just dropped. After holding it in his hand, the Taoist priest immediately felt wrong, and immediately pulled Xu Qinglang into the bookstore.

"What happened outside? There was an accident?" Zhou Ze was also disturbed by the noise outside.

The Taoist priest took those lunch boxes, took a deep breath, and opened the first lunch box in front of Zhou Ze. It was full of money, and it was still dollars!

"Well, I'll be good."

The Taoist priest smashed his mouth, and immediately opened two boxes, which were still dollars.

"Yes, yes." The Taoist priest couldn't control his hand. He immediately opened the last lunch box, shouted, and immediately retreated. There was a bag of blue pills in the last lunch box.

It's over, it's over, the pills!

Xu Qinglang stood on the side. When he saw the US dollars, he was not very excited. These US dollars were less than 100000, equivalent to hundreds of thousands of RMB, which was not enough for his suite.

But when Xu Qinglang saw the blue pill, his face also showed surprise.

"Who left it?" Zhou Ze asked.

"A take out boy." The elder brother replied.

"What about others?"

"Well, he was the one who had an accident outside, and the whole person was knocked away." The Taoist pointed out.

Zhou Ze stood up and walked to the door to have a look. Many melon eaters had gathered at the scene of the accident, but he could also see the delivery boy lying on the ground bleeding through the gap. He estimated that it was impossible.

"Take some more paper money and burn it at the door. Don't get into trouble." Zhou Ze ordered the Taoist priest.

"OK." The Taoist wiped the sweat on his forehead, and immediately went to the drawer and took out a few ghost bills and burned them at the door. This time, he didn't want to get rich, but to avoid trouble.

Zhou Ze pointed to the dollar on the table and motioned Xu Qinglang to put it away and be his family for a while. Then he picked up the bag containing blue pills and walked to the bathroom.

"Hua la..."

A large bag of small blue pills was directly poured into the toilet by Zhou Ze, and then flushed the toilet. Those small pills also went into the sewer.

In fact, this bag of pills may be more valuable, but boss Zhou was unmoved, just like the father and son of the old man who ate steamed bread last time. This kind of thing is stained by living people to damage their own evil virtue and bring disaster to their descendants. Even ghosts are unwilling to touch it.

Having done this, Zhou Ze clapped his hands and walked out.

The police and ambulances came soon. The delivery boy had a serious car accident and died directly. At the beginning, there were not many police who came to deal with it as an ordinary car accident, but then there were many police, and the atmosphere was suddenly different.

Zhou Ze estimated that it should be the police who found out the real identity of the takeaway brother and began a major investigation. The police also came to the bookstore to make witness records, and the Taoist priest was responsible for receiving him.

After finishing it, the old Taoist smiled and said, "I'm really a drug dealer. We can burn a ghost bill at our door to do justice for heaven."

"What did he leave behind?" Xu Qinglang asked.

"We were lucky, or the money we burned later worked. The two cameras here had problems with their lines today and just went on strike, so we can use those dollars by ourselves."

Hearing this, Zhou Ze nodded. The money he got from burning ghost money was basically ill gotten gains, so he had no psychological burden to use it himself.

"Hey, waiter, come and clean up."

Sitting aside, the priest dressed in death clothes stood up, took the mop from the Taoist priest and began to clean.

The Taoist priest was not idle, so he began to put tables and chairs and clean the tea table.

Because the boss has a mania for cleanliness, this kind of cleaning has to be carried out once a day.

Zhou Ze went upstairs. Bai Yingying was already in the bedroom. She was sitting on a chair and watching the movie with headphones on.

In fact, Bai Yingying's face has basically recovered these days, but it's only superficial. The internal deficit can only be recovered after Zhou Ze's body recovers.

However, she just sat there with her white hair spread out and her feet cocked on the desk. Instead, she was more calm than before.

In particular, those little feet could not help bending and stretching gently, as if they could attract souls.

Beautiful curve, just right radian.

Zhou Ze couldn't help standing at the door and looked more for a while. People always have an impulse to appreciate beautiful things.

"Boss, boss, no, no!"

The Taoist priest ran up with a thing in his hand.

"Boss?"

Bai Yingying took off her headphones and came over.

"What's going on?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Boss, this is the card I found under the chair. It's in some dead money."

Generally speaking, after sending the ghost to hell, the "road money" left by the ghost will generally be left on the ground or pasted upside down under the chair in front of the ghost. The Taoist priest will pay attention to these places when cleaning.

But this is the first time that a small card is sandwiched in the banknote. The card is black, which is not like the kind of thing that will be stuffed into the door at night when staying in a hotel.

The card starts with a little ice and is engraved with two lines of words:

"Welcome to lost town, the new home of the dead"

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, the new destination of the dead?

The destination of the dead should be hell. Why does a small town suddenly appear here?

"Boss, this is a business robber!" The Taoist priest shouted directly.

Zhou Ze nodded,

yes,

It's really a business grab.

"No wonder, boss, you haven't had a ghost come to your door during your coma. I still feel strange." Said Bai Yingying.

Boss Zhou likes to lie in the bookstore, read newspapers, drink coffee and be a salted fish. That's also based on the fact that ghosts come to deliver performance and ghost money every day. Now someone is robbing business, and boss Zhou certainly can't laugh magnanimously and ignore it.

Moreover, according to the rules of Yinshi, every area in Yangjian has a corresponding ghost difference responsible. In this area, ghost difference monopolizes the local ghost express industry. Once there is a monopoly and is used to it, if there is any competition again, the monopolist will not think about improving the service level and increasing his competitiveness, but instinctively choose to annex and suppress.

For example, at this time, boss Zhou didn't think about developing any new activities in his bookstore to attract the dead, but instinctively chose a more direct and rough way.

"Call Lin Ke and we'll go out at three o'clock in the second half of the night."

Zhou Ze lights a cigarette, and little Luoli has to help in this matter. All the time, Zhou Ze eats meat and little Luoli drinks soup next to her can also improve her performance. This time, the strange competitor is equivalent to smashing their business together.

"Go out and say to them?" The Taoist asked.

Zhou Ze looked at the Taoist priest and smiled,

Avenue:

"Fuck them."

The existence that affects me to make salted fish,

All heresy,

We must fight resolutely!

Those who prevent me from salting fish,

Die!