Midnight Bookstore

Ding dong…

The sound was like a rock falling into water. It was clear and pleasant to the ears. The calmness that had been there earlier started to ripple.

Zhou Ze realized that he was lying on a pool. Beneath him was the water, and the water was like gla.s.s, carrying his body.

Everything around him was a little blurry at first, but it slowly became clearer and more familiar.

In the distance,

There were always people coming and going on the Yellow Springs Road. Even if there were no world wars or plagues, people would still die every moment in this world.

There was a line in many movies and dramas: I'm afraid you'll be too lonely on the road to h.e.l.l. I'll (or send someone) accompany you.

In reality, there was nothing to worry about.

When you go down, you will find that the Yellow Springs Road is very crowded. Furthermore, there will be many white brothers, black brothers, men, women, and children around you.

The fat, thin, handsome, romantic, ugly, and other external appearances could not stop you from dying.

The glory of King Admiral was just like a b.u.mpkin.

However, most people would not be able to feel loneliness after entering the netherworld. Everyone was like a walking corpse, moving forward bit by bit, following the flow.

If the Yang Realm was compared to the workshop of a factory, h.e.l.l was the follow-up factory where waste was collected and raw materials were converted. Compared to the dazzling Yang Realm, h.e.l.l was more particular about rules and order.

It was an order that made one despair and feel helpless, yet it was like iron.

Zhou Ze slowly stood up.

Was this a dream?

himself,

He should not be dead.

There were not many memories in his mind, but he remembered that he had almost died in front of his sister-in-law. Then, like a drunkard, his memory was cut off.

Just like the last time on the rooftop, it felt like he had already given everything to his body.

Zhou Ze did not want to die, especially at a time like this. If he had a choice, he would rather choose to be like the 'walking dead' and continue walking numbly until he reached the next end or starting point.

But now, he was not numb, nor was he muddle-headed. If he died, he would have to endure the pain of loneliness in his mind.

It was as if he was about to undergo a long and arduous surgery.

And the doctor tells you

Sorry, we're out of anesthesia.

His palm was pressed against the pool.

The pool was empty. From above, one could see the bottom of the pool. The surroundings were clear.

The faceless woman had yet to return, but the matter over there was about to come to a conclusion.

Little Lolita, Faceless Woman, Chengdu, there would eventually be a result.

Looking around,

Zhou Ze did not see the man with the cat that he had seen when he returned from his dream. Actually, Zhou Ze was looking forward to seeing him again.

For some reason, the man seemed to have some kind of magical power. When she was with him, she felt at ease.

Perhaps, this was his charisma?

As he walked on the surface of the water, mist began to rise around him. A hazy feeling began to slowly envelop him.

There were no surprises or surprises. Nothing seemed to have changed, but Zhou Ze knew that he was the one who had changed.

For example, this time, when he returned to this place in his dreams, he seemed to have become much calmer.

When the thick fog completely enveloped everything,

Zhou Ze felt his eyes ache. Then, he smelled the stench of soil.

d.a.m.n it.

It was the smell of soil again.

Opening his eyes, Zhou Ze saw that he was lying in the bedroom on the second floor of the bookstore. The old Daoist priest and the monkey were playing with the mud, and they started to apply it on themselves.

"Hehe, that's better. Look, I'll give him a big chest!"

The old Daoist priest blew at the monkey while pinching a steamed bun. Then, he prepared to stick it on Zhou Ze.

Only the old Daoist priest would be able to turn treating injuries into vulgar entertainment.

However, just as the old Daoist priest was about to stick it, he saw that Zhou Ze had actually opened his eyes on the bed. He was instantly stunned, and then he held the mud bun with both hands, not knowing what to do.

"Is it good?"

Zhou Ze asked.

For some reason,

The injury this time should be much lighter than last time. Even though he did not know how long he had been asleep, at least he would be able to talk when he woke up.

Is it delicious?

The old Daoist remained frozen in place.

"Is it good?" Zhou Ze asked again.

The old Daoist priest lowered his head with a bitter expression. He took a bite of the ground bun and nodded with tears

"It smells so good."

Zhou Ze turned his face away and did not look at him again.

The old Daoist priest quickly spat out the soil in his mouth and said fawningly, "Boss, you're awake. You really scared me. You were unconscious for three days."

Only three days?

How long was he unconscious last time?

But why did he have to smear mud on himself every time?

Zhou Ze looked at the dirty stains on the bed and his own body. For someone with mysophobia, he really could not tolerate it.

"Get Bai Yingying here."

"Boss, are you hungry?" the old Daoist asked.

"I want to shower."

"Let me help you wash, boss. When I went to the bathroom to catch ghosts to save the world, I used to take a bath in the bathroom. My skills are great!"

The old Daoist priest patted his chest.

"…" Zhou Ze.

Monkey covered his mouth and giggled.

Zhou Ze wanted to say, Look, even the monkey is laughing at you.

Why don't you have any idea at all?

"Her name is Bai Yingying."

"No need, Boss. Come, I'll carry you to the bathroom. I promise I'll scrub you until you're white and tender."

As he spoke, the old Daoist priest eagerly carried Zhou Ze off the bed.

If Zhou Ze still had strength, his nails would have grown out.

Then, several new holes appeared on the old Daoist priest's body.

It was a pity that Zhou Ze was just a sick person.

Thankfully, Bai Yingying pushed open the door at that moment and entered with a cup of tea in her hand. Seeing that Zhou Ze was awake, Bai Yingying put down her things in surprise and walked to the bed.

Zhou Ze heaved a sigh of relief.

With the previous experience, Bai Yingying bathed Zhou Ze naturally.

"What about the Lin family?"

Zhou Ze asked.

"Boss, when we got there, you were already unconscious on the floor. The Lin sisters were fine, but their home was in a mess, especially the bathroom. The gla.s.s tiles were shattered.

"We brought you out, and after that, no one from the Lin family came to ask you anything. I know what you want to ask. The Lin family's younger sister has already gone to school, and Doctor Lin has gone to work."

Zhou Ze nodded and looked at himself in the mirror. His hair seemed to have grown longer. He said to Bai Yingying, "Help me fix my hair and cut it shorter."

"Alright."

Bai Yingying went out to get a pair of scissors and came back to help Zhou Ze with his hair.

After everything was cleaned up and refreshed, Zhou Ze was placed on a wheelchair. The wheelchair was still new, s.h.i.+ny, and electric. It had a joystick like a b.u.mper car in an amus.e.m.e.nt park.

"Who bought it?" Zhou Ze was speechless.

"Boss, do you like it? This is specially prepared for you by This Penniless Priest. I think you will need it often in the future.

So I just made one for you.

Boss, look here. This b.u.t.ton can be pressed! "

The old Daoist priest pressed the b.u.t.ton for Zhou Ze like he was presenting a treasure.

Then, the entire wheelchair started to glow. It was colorful.

"Wuwuwuwuwu ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

There was also the sound of a train whistle.

The old Daoist priest felt that Zhou Ze would definitely be very satisfied.

She did not know that if Zhou Ze's body was not so weak,

He had already died twice today.

Zhou Ze chose to sit on a soft sofa by the window instead of a wheelchair.

Xu Qinglang was not in the shop. He seemed to have something on at home and went back first. However, he left a lot of juice behind.

He said that if Zhou Zize woke up, he could eat it.

The days seemed to have returned to their familiar pace.

In the end, nothing had changed.

The truth was laughable, but it had actually happened.

Perhaps…

He had to wait for the little loli to come back before he could find out the truth about his sister-in-law's ghost. As a ghost servant who was originally in the same city, it was impossible for the little loli to not know anything about that ghost.

Of course, the premise was that the little loli could return.

Zhou Ze, the boss, leaned against the sofa and basked in the sun through the gla.s.s. Bai Yingying was in charge of greeting the customers. Although Xu Qinglang was not around, Bai Yingying had already learned how to mix the normal pastries and drinks.

At the table next to Zhou Ze sat two women with long hair. However, their voices were a little hoa.r.s.e and awkward. They were flipping through fas.h.i.+on magazines as they chatted, and the more they talked, the more excited they became.

"Let me tell you, I recently discovered something that worried me."

"Tell me, tell me."

"Last week, I noticed that the stockings and cover that I had placed on the was.h.i.+ng machine at home had been used.

"Ah, who did it? Someone entered your house? Could it be a thief?"

"But nothing was stolen at home. At first, I thought it was a thief, but I realized it wasn't."

"Then who did it?"

"It was Xiao Wen. I noticed it that time. It was Xiao Wen. After I took a shower, he went into the bathroom. When I went in again, I realized that my stockings, bra, and other undergarments had been rummaged through, and there were wet marks on them."

"Ah."

Another woman covered her mouth.

"How did Xiao Wen end up like this?"

"I'm also very troubled."

"It's okay. Maybe Xiao Wen just grew up and became a little curious about women's things. Most boys are at this stage."

"I've done some research online. If it's just these questions, then forget it."

"Forget it? You can't do that. You have to try to guide him and help him establish his values."

"I planned to have a frank conversation with him, but then I realized something else. One weekend, when I came back from work early, I saw Xiao Wen in my bedroom wearing my usual stockings, bra, and dress. He was standing in front of the mirror, looking at himself.

"This…"

"If it was just the previous incident, I might have been able to guide him, but things have gotten serious. For him to wear my clothes and look in the mirror, this is obviously not a boy's p.u.b.erty."

"Hey, it's my son. I'll answer it."

The woman answered the phone and then said to her best friend, "I'm sorry, my son said he's hungry. I have to go back and feed him."

"Okay, go back."

"Waiter, bill please."

Bai Yingying walked over and paid the bill.

Zhou Ze watched as the two long-haired women walked out of the shop, deep in thought.

"Boss, do you want more hot water?" Bai Yingying asked.

"No need." Zhou Ze shook his head and picked up his teacup.

With one hand on her waist and the other holding the money, Bai Yingying said helplessly,

"Those two men must be crazy. They're clearly men, but they dress up like women. Thankfully, I have sharp eyes."

"Cough cough…"

Zhou Ze suddenly choked on his water.