Late Night Bookstore

"Boss, can you do business today?"

Bai Yingying walked to Zhou Ze's side with a sad face.

Zhou Ze took a sip of water with a smile, shook his head, and said: "They are happy today, let them make a noise."

Subsequently,

Zhou Ze again saw the illusory banknotes on the ground and the **** ink scrolls from Tang Shi, and looked pitifully at Baiyingying, comforting:

"Tonight, let them both be responsible for cleaning."

"Well, okay!"

The silly girl Bai Yingying became happy all at once.

"Help me pour another cup of coffee and get a newspaper."

Zhou Ze rubbed his right hand palm, the pain was slowly disappearing, but the sense of belonging to the key to Hell's door was constantly increasing, but this series of stimuli made his spirit look a little tired.

He was in a state of serious injury, and he didn't wake up long before, and his body was still a little weak.

Bai Yingying brought coffee and newspapers diligently, and then ran upstairs upstairs. Since the boss said that it would not open today, she went back to the room upstairs to eat chicken.

She heard that just after she had firearm skin, she had decided to take another piece of her funeral to buy skin.

It's a pity that Lan Dong didn't know her existence,

Otherwise, she will be awarded a certificate-a real ashes player!

Zhou Ze continued to sit by the window and read the newspaper in his hand.

The madness there is still going on. Zhou Ze originally thought that no guests would come back, but he really came over.

This gives Zhou Ze an illusion:

what,

Are you really afraid of death?

Here came a regular customer, holding a Corgi, the first customer when Zhou Ze opened the old shop. At that time, she lost her own dog and retrieved it with the help of Zhou Ze.

Xu Qinglang wanted to show her that she had more than 20 suites,

As a result, others said that the resettlement house was given by her real estate company, and Xu Qinglang was depressed for several days, pretending to put it on the horse's leg, and it was naturally uncomfortable.

"Boss, you are quite lively here."

The young woman sat down in front of Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze pushed the coffee in front of him, "I haven't tried it."

The girl shook her head, "Don't drink this, what's the matter with them?"

The girl pointed to the Tang poems and old ways that were still crazy.

"Oh, just opened, I invited a circus team to have fun."

The girl smiled without knowing whether to believe it or not. She walked over to the bar and poured herself a glass of water, and then came back and said:

"Boss, remember that I told you that if I open a new store, I can buy shares."

"Business at a loss, I'm afraid to hurt you."

"I happened to pass by here today, and I saw this "Late Night Book House" sign, and hesitated a bit. Sure enough, I moved in. Okay, this location is very good. I will come in and say hello. See you next time."

Girls come fast and go fast.

Zhou Ze picked up his coffee, took a sip, and continued to pick up the newspaper, only to find a black shadow appeared beside his bed.

Zhou Ze turned his head and looked out of the glass window. There was an old woman standing here, describing the withered and numb expression.

He reached out and tapped on the window glass. The other side turned his head and looked over.

Still ignorant.

"Hello, are you all right?"

Zhou Ze shouted to the Tang poetry and old saying.

They also came to an end, the old sang panting, collapsed to the ground, Tang Shi did not laugh, nor cried.

Zhou Ze motioned to Tang Shi to look out of his window. Tang Shi understood him and went out. Soon, the old lady was forced into the shop.

"Can you send her to hell?" Zhou Ze asked.

He is now a little weak, and the door to **** cannot be opened.

"The kind of soul flying?"

Tang Shi asked.

"Forget it."

Zhou Ze looked at the old lady and found that she was blind. In addition to looking at the people at first, she just stared numbly in one direction at other times.

Looking along her eyes, Zhou Ze found that she was staring at the clock hanging on the wall.

There are customers coming,

I am now uncomfortable and inconvenient to receive,

But you can't drive customers out.

"Leave her in the store and wait for my body to recover some strength tomorrow, and see if I can open the door to **** and send her down."

The mosquito legs are also meat, and Zhou Ze is not disgusted and will not let go.

"Who will watch her?"

Tang Shi asked.

In the bookstore, there are only four people who can live with a ghost.

One is Zhou Ze, one is Xu Qinglang, one is Tang poetry, one is Bai Yingying, and the old half bucket of water is not counted.

But now Xu Qinglang is back home, not here.

Zhou Ze was so weak that he couldn't see it.

Tang Shi and Bai Yingying are left. Miss Tang means that you call the maid you are playing the game on to see the ghost. She doesn't have the idle time to help him.

It's just that Bai Yingying just went up to play the game, and then called her down again, Zhou Ze couldn't bear it.

This stupid girl pawned all the funerary items to open a bookstore for herself, usually busy inside and out,

You have to serve yourself in the shower and sleep with yourself,

I am also embarrassed to deprive her interest and time.

"Yes, just put her here. It looks like she won't run." Zhou Ze can only shrug.

"Oh, the ghosts around you will be attracted because of you, but they will soon wake up to what is here, and then start to be afraid, start to avoid, and finally, slip away while you are not paying attention.

Greedy for fear of death is human nature, and ghosts are no exception. "

Zhou Ze pointed at the old lady, she continued to stare at the clock and said:

"I always feel that she has a problem with her brain. Will there be Alzheimer's in the ghost?"

"I haven't done any research in this area."

"Forget it, just leave. You can't send her directly to hell. You can't break her directly this time. I am a courier station here, not a slaughterhouse."

"You are free." Tang Shi prepared to rise upstairs.

"Hello." Zhou Ze shouted at her.

Tang Shi didn't stop and walked faster.

Obviously, she knew what Zhou Ze wanted to say, something he was more reluctant to do than let her see a ghost!

"Boss, I'm so happy!"

As the old man got up, he had turned off the live broadcast, and the monkey put down his cell phone and ran to the bar to find food.

"Lao, is it comfortable?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Comfortable, I haven't been so comfortable in a while."

The old way is so simple that Zhou Ze can't bear it.

But Zhou Ze still said: "Clean up the hygiene."

"........." The old one.

I don’t know if it’s really because the Tang poetry and Lao Tao are so dynamic at night. In short, in the second half of the night, there were no other guests except the old woman.

Zhou Ze leaned on the sofa, played with his phone for a while, and then read the newspaper. He is now a wound number, and it is not very convenient to move, so he can only care for the wound.

Lao Dao spent more than two hours cleaning the store, then sat down in front of Zhou Ze, thumped his waist, and groaned, and said,

"Forehead, you should break your waist."

"Anyway, you are so old, and it's okay to have a bad waist." Zhou Ze quipped.

The old princess grieved: "It's a good age, but the spring silkworms will use the wax torch to die when they die, and they will start to do it. Not at this age. If you can help a few women who are out of step, just help a few.

Man, if you live in this world, you need to help each other. "

Zhou Ze was too lazy to take care of the old yellow tone, turned his head, twisted his neck, and found that the old lady was still standing there.

Lao Tao couldn't see her because he didn't wipe the tears, so Lao Tao didn't know that a strange ghost had been standing in the shop.

And Zhou Ze, to be honest, just lost her mind, experienced a temple **** like a lady in Tsing Yi, and experienced the big scene of that problem. Zhou Ze now tells you how much attention you need to pay attention to these little fish and shrimp. It's really impossible.

However, after a few hours, the old woman was still there.

She was still standing where she was, motionless, just staring at the wall clock.

Could it be that this old lady was in the watch business before her death?

But it’s not right,

Zhou Ze's wall clock is only a few hundred pieces. It's a bargain. It's not an antique collection. Is it worth watching for so long?

At this time, Baiyingying walked down, she played the game well, she looked very happy, it should be eating chicken.

"Boss, shall we go to bed?"

Silly girl has always been so straightforward.

The old man looked at Zhou Ze with some envy.

Suddenly he was a little strange in his heart, did all the male ghosts crawling out of **** have such a blessing?

When his last boss opened a store in Rongcheng, a beautiful woman took the initiative to come to sleep with him on time every night. At that time, he and Xiao Qiang were really envious.

Xiao Qiang,

The old man sighed.

"Yo, there is still one standing here."

Bai Yingying saw the old lady, walked to the old lady, and waved her hand. The old lady remained unmoved and continued to stare at the time.

"Hey, hello, hello, hello, look at me quickly, and I will eat you without looking at me."

Bai Yingying probed in front of the old woman, but the old woman still didn't respond.

"Boss, are you or the lady Tang who stupidized her?"

"She has been like this since she came in."

Zhou Zeqiang stood up and walked over with Bai Yingying's help.

at this time,

The hour hand guided the six o'clock position,

"Boom...Boom...Boom...Boom...Boom...Boom!"

The wall clock started to ring,

The old woman, who was still dull before, suddenly opened her arms and gave hysterical laughter, which surprised Zhou Ze.

Not scared by ghosts,

It is purely the feeling that when you walk on the road, someone suddenly shouts at you behind you.

"Hahahahaha, it's time, it's time!

I can die,

I can die,

I can finally die! "

The old woman jumped and jumped on the ground excitedly,

Like being freed,

Happy, like a child in his seventies.

"Ma'am, do you have a bag in your head?" Bai Yingying said inexplicably: "You have already died, and your soul has run out for a long time."

The old lady heard the words,

Suddenly stunned,

Unbelievably looking around~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She should find that this is not her home,

This is a strange place,

A strange bookstore.

The old lady pointed to her face and looked at Baiyingying in confusion:

"I'm already dead?"

"Yes." Bai Yingying took it for granted.

The old lady suddenly fell to the ground,

Burst into tears,

"Death early, end, end!

Death early, death early,

Completely,

Finish the calf..."