Midnight Bookstore

The worst thing in life was to accept your fate.

Accepting your fate meant that you would no longer have to struggle, and your life would follow the path that it had been decided on. There would not be too many ups and downs or surprises.

You can see yourself five years later, and you can guess what you will be doing ten years later.

However, the most important thing in life was to accept fate.

His feet were firm and steady, and he no longer had any random thoughts. He lived his own life calmly.

Whether he accepted his fate or not was purely up to him.

Zhou Ze sat on the sofa in the bookstore and stared blankly for the entire afternoon. He seemed to be thinking a lot, but at the same time, he seemed to be thinking nothing.

The gla.s.s reflected his blurry self. Unknowingly, he no longer felt awkward when he looked in the mirror.

A person's adaptability was indeed strong. Even if it was your skin or your life trajectory, once you got used to it, you would no longer feel anything.

This was his bookstore. This was his life after this.

He reached out and touched the inch that he had just gotten the whiteingale to trim.

Very straightforward and swift.

Zhou Ze saw Tang s.h.i.+ standing at the door. She had been standing there for three hours. She had not moved since noon.

Zhou Ze did not ask her what she was standing there for. Everyone needed to be alone and free. At this time, they did not need anyone's comfort.

He took out his phone and logged into his WeChat. There was no message or reply.

She was obsessed with her past life and Xu Le in this life.

Zhou Ze was really tired.

Actually, it was better to live a new life.

It did not matter whether he looked away or not.

After all, the past could not be crossed.

After all, the future was yet to come.

He took out his notebook and flipped through it, feeling its touch.

Zhou Ze felt that his future life would be tied to it. At least, it would be held back for a very long time.

It seemed like the female ghost also had a booklet, but Zhou Ze asked, and Bai Yingying said that they had not found it. Perhaps the booklet had already been destroyed by the wind. After all, at that time, the booklet was already on the verge of collapsing. As the female ghost died, the meaning of its existence would disappear.

Finally, Tang s.h.i.+ moved. She slowly squatted down and placed her hands on her knees. Perhaps she had been standing for too long that her legs were numb or cramped.

Zhou Ze laughed.

Then, Tang s.h.i.+ turned her head and looked at Zhou Ze, who was gloating over her misfortune through the gla.s.s window. A smile appeared on her lips, but this smile seemed to be reserved.

At that moment, she seemed to have become a different person.

She had not been so serious before.

The little monkey jumped in front of Zhou Ze and waved the toy hammer in his hand. Zhou Ze reached out and patted its head.

All this while, Zhou Ze did not understand what was going on with the mud that the little monkey brought over, but it seemed to be quite effective. He thought that if he could not earn enough money by opening a bookstore in the future, he could still open a pharmacy.

"The ancestral heirloom, Five Fingers Mountain Black Jade Replenis.h.i.+ng Fold"?

That was a good idea.

Squeak squeak squeak squeak…

Little Monkey was waving a phone at Zhou Ze.

Monkey's phone was bought by the old Daoist priest. This showed how much the old Daoist priest doted on Monkey.

"Do what?" Zhou Ze asked.

Monkey pointed at the speaker on the wall and then at the phone.

"Even the Bluetooth stereo?" Zhou Ze asked.

Monkey was dumbfounded.

However, he still nodded.

Zhou Ze took Monkey's phone and connected it to the Bluetooth. Monkey tried it and played "The Great Sage Returns". The sound system immediately sounded.

Monkey was very happy.

Soon after, the background music in the bookstore kept changing in Monkey's hands. Thankfully, there were

Actually, the background music in many large shopping malls was very particular.

For example, if Li Yugang's "Along the River During the Qingming Festival Painting" was played at the start, if the mall's security guards or any internal staff saw a familiar face walk into the mall, they would immediately inform the reception office, and the people there would immediately change the background music.

Next, they might play Michael Jackson's' Beat It 'or' You're So Poisonous'. Then, they would remind their customers to be careful.

All the shopping malls had this unspoken rule. Sometimes, on the bus, when the driver saw his familiar habitual thief get on, he would press a b.u.t.ton to send a message.

So, sometimes, when you take a bus, you hear the words, "Please take care of your personal belongings…"

And these thieves,

It basically became an existence with its own background.

When they walked in,

The unique background music sounded.

On the bar counter in the bookstore, there was a hanging television that was playing Shaolin Football.

At that moment, Zhou Ze realized that he had not seen the old Daoist priest for the entire afternoon. However, very quickly, there were three beeps.

Little Monkey understood and turned on the music. Soon, the Bluetooth speakers played:

"Rus.h.i.+ng waves… Rus.h.i.+ng waves… The raging river will never cease…"

Accompanied by the theme song of "Shanghai Beach," an old Daoist priest wearing a brand new Daoist robe slowly walked out of the staircase. He had changed from his previous sloppy appearance.

There should have been an electric fan on the other side of the corridor, and it was blowing on his long robe. Needless to say, it did give him a sage-like presence.

Holding the mahogany sword,

The sword danced like a flower.

The old Daoist priest stood on seven stars and looked majestic!

Zhou Ze rubbed his chin. If it were any other Daoist priest or monk who dared to show off in a bookstore, they would have died many times over.

Little Monkey raised his phone and aimed the camera at the old Taoist. Zhou Ze turned his head to look and realized that Little Monkey was livestreaming the old Taoist.

Fine.

This monkey was indeed smart.

Too smart.

On the live broadcast screen, a bunch of comments started appearing:

"It's mine on the first floor. No one saw me eat s.h.i.+t, right?"

"F*ck, good afternoon!"

"Old Daoist, it's been almost half a year. You've finally returned!"

"Priest, I've missed you so much. I've missed you so much after not seeing you for so long!"

"The Daoist priest is not obedient. He has been hiding for so long and hasn't come out. Sob, sob, sob, sob, sob."

"Are we still selling the notes? We're out of stock!"

"Did you see that? There's a tuft of yellow hair on the left side of the camera. What is that? Is it a monkey?"

"Hahaha, are you trying to say that Monkey has been filming for him the whole time? Is the person upstairs a fool?"

"Agreed. The person above is a fool."

"First floor is right!"

"First floor is absolutely right!"

"First floor is so right!"

"F*ck, the commenter above must be crazy!"

With the old Daoist priest's return, the popularity of the livestream started to rise.

The old Daoist priest was also an internet celebrity and was quite famous in the field of outdoor livestream. He also had a group of die-hard fans who would never leave him.

After all, those who were willing to spend money to buy ghost money from the old Daoist priest at a higher price than RMB.

This was absolute loyalty!

The old Daoist priest performed a series of swordplay and martial arts.

After warming up the atmosphere,

Having not practiced for a long time, he appeared to be panting, but in the next moment, he still threw a handful of paper money into the air.

"Boundless Deity!"

The mahogany sword was raised.

"Wind, rain, thunder, lightning, listen to my command!"

The paper money started to automatically revolve around the old Daoist priest. It was neat and tidy, and it kept flying in all kinds of shapes. It cooperated with the old Daoist priest's instructions and complemented each other.

"F*ck, this special effect is f*cking awesome. It's definitely not the kind that costs fifty cents!"

"First floor is right!"

"The first floor was right this time."

"No s.h.i.+t on the first floor this time."

"Is this a live broadcast or a video? h.e.l.lo!"

"That's right. Can you confirm that this is a video that was edited later?"

"This is a live broadcast, it doesn't look like a video!"

"Old Daoist, I'm going to change my opinion of you. I thought you were just a joker, but now I realize that you're actually a joker who knows how to do magic!"

"Wu wu wu wu, teasing the person upstairs. Wu wu wu."

"F*ck, the person above must be a pervert!"

"Killed a crying monster with one punch!"

Zhou Ze looked at the door.

Tang s.h.i.+ stood there.

Obviously, the old Daoist priest's ghost money was controlled by Tang s.h.i.+.

Zhou Ze was very curious. With Tang s.h.i.+'s personality, what made her willing to play such a livestream with the old daoist?

The notes fell neatly and stacked in the old Daoist priest's hand. The old Daoist priest took the phone from Monkey and looked at the system notification. His wrinkled face immediately curled up into a smile like an old chrysanthemum.

"Thank you, my brother, for your super rocket!

Thank you, Brother Qiu, for your super rocket!

Thank you, Sister Lanxue, for the airdrop supply box!

Today, I have broadcasted it again.

Friends of Water

Are you all still here!?

Dear viewers,

I've missed all of you to death! "

The "Shaolin Football" movie that was playing on the television on the bar happened to enter the middle scene. In the scene, Zhou Xingchi shouted to his fellow disciples,

"I feel

I'm back.

They were all back.

Everyone,

They're all back…"