Late Night Bookstore

　　 Xu Qinglang and the female corpse, including the middle-aged couple, came out. The middle-aged couple's faces were cheerful. Obviously, with the help of the female corpse, they snatched the head incense.

　　Whether it is useful or useless, it is always a good sign.

　　 Even parents who are not superstitious will send a rice dumpling and a rice cake before the child's exam, meaning "cake rice dumpling" (high school).

　　The face of the female corpse is not very good-looking. When everyone walked back together, she left behind alone.

　　 "Let's go eat supper, how about barbecue?" Xu Qinglang suggested.

　　 He opened his own restaurant, but he wouldn’t let himself prepare barbecue at night;

　　Miss Xu's skin is very precious, how can you accept such a smoky fire?

　　 It was just that Xu Qinglang regretted this proposal.

　　 this pedestrian,

　　 There is a zombie, and there is a living dead who does not eat the fireworks on earth,

　　Thinking about the picture when eating, the two of them just sat there motionless, like a mud tire statue in the temple enjoying fireworks.

　　 This picture, think of no appetite.

　　 "You go, let's go back first." Zhou Ze said.

　　 "That's so embarrassing." The middle-aged man said.

　　 "It's okay, uncle, let's go to eat, and the young couple will take a walk by themselves."

　　 Xu Qinglang took the middle-aged couple away.

　　 Zhou Ze was not in a hurry to take a taxi, and walked along the little road with few female corpses.

　　 The weather is getting warmer, and the night is not as cold as before.

　　 "What's wrong?" Zhou Ze asked the female body.

　　The female body walked out of the Confucian Temple and was always unhappy.

　　 "Uncomfortable." The female corpse replied.

　　 "Have you not stopped your period?"

　　 Two hundred years.

　　 "............" Female corpse.

　　 remained silent for a while before the female corpse said: "Several statues in the Temple of Literature stared at me and felt weird."

　　 "Do you think they are watching you?" Zhou Ze asked.

　　 "Well." The female body nodded.

　　 "Do you think they dislike you?"

　　 "Well." The female corpse continued to nod.

　　 "Do you think you shouldn't go to that place because you are a zombie?"

　　 "Well." The female corpse nodded.

"The sage advocates that there is nothing to teach." Zhou Ze smiled and reached out and patted on the head of the female corpse, said: "You are a zombie, a kind of existence that hates ghosts, but you go to the Confucian Temple to help people Shangxiang also contributed incense popularity to them.

　　You think they are watching you,

　　 may be because you are special, so they are paying attention to you.

　　 It's like a group of prairie wolves suddenly mixed in with a husky, who will look more if they change?

　　 Of course, it is also possible that they are originally a pile of mud tires, and their eyes are said to have been pinched out of a donkey **** ball, because it looks more flexible and shiny.

　　Everything, everything, just you give yourself psychological pressure. "

　　 "But if, they are really looking at me, if they really have opinions on me..." The female body still hesitated.

　　 "Then they don't deserve to be enshrined in the temple as the sage of Laozizi!"

　　Zhou Ze threw a sound,

　　 "The saint enjoys a thousand generations of incense offerings. If he doesn't even have this energy, what other face does he have to sit on the temple offering desk?"

　　A fake saint, what is there to be afraid of. "

　　The female corpse looked at Zhou Ze with a smile on her lips and said, "Boss, what you just said is really domineering."

　　 "That is." Zhou Ze enjoyed his maid's farts.

　　 "But the boss, you are a ghost, and there is a fixed number of them. For ordinary people, the involvement may not be big, but for you, it is different.

　　 Plus, you are in a bookstore and belong to a group of sages, and it is really bad for you to defame the sage like you. "

　　Rarely, the female corpse spoke these words to Zhou Ze and put it in her heart. In the past, she could not wait for Zhou Ze to die;

　　Jump it, jump yourself, I jumped to death, I happened to collect the corpse for you, then remove your nails and grind it into powder to make tea with pearl powder,

　　Oh no, feed the pigs!

　　 "It's still the same sentence, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts... the saint knocks on the door."

　　Zhou Ze looked up at the streetlight and continued:

　　 "My last life was to treat people and save people, not to receive red envelopes, not to lose the bottom line, and always adhered to medical ethics.

　　 Even if he became a ghost in this life, after borrowing a corpse to regenerate his soul, he didn't do anything bad.

　　What are you afraid of? "

　　Zhou Ze took a deep breath and repeated, "There is nothing to fear."

　　The female corpse heard the words, and his eyes were pensive.

　　Zhou Ze's remarks were not a declaration of the second year, but more of a warning to himself.

　　 continued to walk forward aimlessly, the evening breeze was cool, but it was very pleasant.

　　 Finally, the female corpse stopped and asked, "Boss, where are you going?"

　　Zhou Ze stopped and looked around unconsciously, stunned to find that he actually entered the door of a community.

　　 familiar environment,

　　 familiar communication room,

　　 The doorman who secretly sleeps in the familiar communication room at night,

　　 Familiar express delivery cabinet.

　　 He walked like this,

　　 walked back to the neighborhood where he used to live naturally.

Although 　　 has been in the bookstore for a month, but subconsciously, this is his home.

　　 grew up in an orphanage, he knew more about the meaning of home, and at the same time, he was more attached to the house.

But fortunately, when he bought a house, Tongcheng's house prices hadn't risen so far behind, also because he couldn't wait to start working as a house slave after joining the job. Instead, he picked up a watermelon, which made his colleagues who bought the house very envious. .

　　However, Zhou Ze can't even get back to the previous WeChat and QQ. There is no way to verify the mobile phone. Find a friend on the list to verify it for you, or someone will be neurotic or scare others to death.

　　 Even his own house was sold by the hospital after his death, and the money was donated to the orphanage in his own name.

　　Zhou Ze does not resent this practice, after all, he has no other relatives in the world.

　　 "Here is my former home." Zhou Ze said to the female body.

　　 "So, go up and see?" the female corpse suggested.

　　 "Already sold." Zhou Ze sighed.

　　 "I just revisited the place."

　　 Zhou Ze nodded and walked over.

　　 entered 8 buildings and 2 units, got on the elevator, and reached the fifth floor.

　　Zhou Ze walked to a house door, the door is still that door, the buyer should not have time to renovate?

　　 Even the mat at the door hasn't changed.

　　 And, the fairy ball placed at the door is also there.

　　Zhou reached out and touched the ground under the jar, and found a key.

　　 At that time, I was often called to go to the hospital for emergency treatment at night. Many times I forgot to bring my mobile phone or key, so his spare key was put here, so I could not enter the house.

　　Take a try, put the key in and twist it.

　　 "Click..."

　　 The door was unlocked.

　　Does not change the door,

Didn't the lock change?

　　Zhou Ze was a little surprised, pushed the door open, and turned on the light.

　　 Furnishings in the living room are as usual.

　　Zhou Ze even saw his slippers, walked in after changing the slippers, and the female corpse also came along.

　　 "Boss, is it the same as before?" the female corpse asked.

　　 "Well, this is the strangest place for me."

　　 is still the same as before,

　　But this is not common sense.

　　 After ordinary people buy a house, shouldn’t they throw away everything the dead people used?

　　 How can it be kept all the time, and all kept, not too bad?

　　 Perhaps, it may be the person who took over his own house, but just used it for investment? Don't you really live by yourself?

　　Zhou Ze sat down on the sofa, as if at this time, he changed back to himself.

　　Every time I went home tiredly, watched TV, and cooked a little supper, the days were tight, but also fulfilling.

　　 The female body went to burn tea, poured a cup to Zhou Ze, and then said:

　　 "Boss, have you been dead for half a year?"

　　 "Seven months."

　　Zhou Ze replied, but how did this conversation feel a bit strange?

　　 "But it's so clean here, it doesn't seem to be unoccupied for seven months." the female corpse reminded.

　　Zhou Ze nodded his head. It is indeed so. Here, it is clean and tidy. Someone should clean it regularly.

　　 But Zhou Ze is difficult to imagine that people who bought their own houses are too lazy to lose anything and change nothing, even to keep the door lock.

　　Zhou Ze pushed open the bedroom door and found that even his own bedding and sheets were used by himself.

　　 "Boss, let me take a shower. I just stared at those old things in the Temple of Literature for so long, and my skin has goose bumps."

　　 "Go, turn on the water heater first." Zhou Ze reminded, "The bath towels are in the kitchen cabinet at the door of the bathroom."

in case,

　　 If all the furnishings are as usual.

　　The female corpse went to take a bath. She loves cleanliness. A woman, she loves cleanliness. She was a ladylike girl in her past life. She lay in the coffin for two hundred years.

　　 So she basically washed it in the morning and once in the evening, wasting a lot of water fees for Zhou Ze.

　　 But when she thought of working as a waitress in her shop, she didn't ask for money, and Zhou Ze endured it.

　　 Pulled up the curtain, Zhou Ze stood on the balcony, watching the night lights in front of him.

Here,

　　 is his home.

　　 It has not changed,

　　 but no longer belongs to myself.

　　 is right and wrong,

　　 The real thing is right and wrong.

　　 took out the cigarette and lit it, Zhou Ze spit out a smoke ring.

　　 In his heart, he was a little lost. He thought he should be able to look away, but in fact he couldn't.

　　 Just as he personally threw the baby into **** and waited for reincarnation,

　　He deeply realizes now,

　　 As a living person, his attachment to the sun is really difficult to describe in words.

　　 Even if it is myself, there is an urge to buy his house back.

　　As for money,

　　With his ability, he really wants to get some money in violation of regulations,

Is it difficult?

　　 This impulse was finally suppressed. Zhou Ze knew that this was a way of no return, and it was Pandora's box. Once opened, he would definitely not be able to take it.

　　Zhou Ze feels that he is a self-disciplined person, but at any time, when he can avoid it, do not try to test the "human integrity".

　　 "Click..."

　　Unexpectedly,

　　 The sound of the key entering the lock came from the door~www.wuxiaspot.com~The master is back?

　　Zhou Ze turned around and walked back to the living room from the balcony. He was thinking about how to explain to the owner that he was in this room now, but he was not too nervous.

　　 said ten thousand and ten thousand, he was a ghost guy anyway, if in the end he was really caught in a police station because he was in a private house,

　　Is this too bad for myself?

　　 Self-discipline is self-discipline, but there is no need for self-abuse.

　　Here is his former home after all.

　　 It’s just that when the door is pushed open,

　　 walked in,

　　 is actually a familiar figure.

Dr. Lin stood at the door and looked at Zhou Ze standing in the living room. His face showed shock and panic. He said:

　　 "You... why are you here?"

　　Zhou Ze is also a momentary congestion,

　　 bought his house,

　　 is actually Dr. Lin?

　　 "You listen to me explain." Lin Wanqiu.

　　 "You listen to me explain." Zhou Ze.

　　The two said this sentence together,

　　 For Lin Wanqiu, she was very confused because she felt that Zhou Ze had found evidence of her "mental derailment",

　　 found here, she was his wife, but bought the house left by another man, and kept cleaning up and cleaning up here, because of the man's reason, refused to live with his husband and wife.

　　Dr. Lin felt that he was very reasonable.

　　 Fortunately, this awkward atmosphere did not last long.

　　Because something more embarrassing happened,

　　 "Boss, my clothes got wet by accident."

　　The female corpse walked out while wrapped in a bath towel,

　　 has arrived,

　　 In the living room,

　　 stood by Zhou Ze and Lin Wanqiu,

　　 Middle.