"Early in the morning, did you see the old way?"

Xu Qinglang asked while picking vegetables.

In the vegetable garden, the fresh and tender vegetables are growing very well, and there are early morning dewdrops on them, which gives people a pleasing feeling without filters and no posing.

Yes, in front of a piece of vegetables, there is an illusion of facing a masterpiece of art.

"Nope."

The black chick replied while squatting in the field to check the soil that she checked every day in the vegetable garden and then fine-tuned it to ensure that the soil quality was the best here.

In the field, Deadpool, with only one head exposed, turned his head in the direction of the outside.

It means that the old way is out.

"Out?" Xu Qinglang took a bite of the freshly picked tomatoes in his hand, and said while chewing: "I went out early in the morning, why are you in such a hurry." ”

Deadpool shook his head, signaling that he didn't know.

Inside and outside the bookstore, the visible greenery, and some vegetation in the invisible corners are actually equivalent to Deadpool's eyes and ears, he is the security system of the bookstore, and no one's entry or exit can escape his "surveillance".

Shaking his head, Lao Xu didn't think much about it, and left the vegetable garden directly with the picked vegetables.

Since he had a vegetable garden, Xu Qinglang felt that his work was much easier, and some vegetables could be picked directly from next door and used.

And it is all natural and pollution-free, if it is not for the limitation of planting area, plus to ensure the yield of flowers on the other side, Xu Qinglang really wants to let all the fruit trees and grapevines over there be on it, and the name of the store can also be changed in the future, not called a late-night bookstore, called a late-night farm or a late-night orchard.

Of course, this cost, in fact, is not low, although the labor is free, but think about it, in the center of the city of the most prosperous commercial pedestrian street area to grow vegetables,

What a luxury!

Walking to the door of the bookstore, Xu Qinglang flipped over the sign of "Temporarily Closed" and changed it to "Temporarily Closed".

The bookstore is not at home now, this business can't be done, and the old way of liking to sit behind the bar and watch TV to pass the time is not there, Xu Qinglang is too lazy to sit there as a pendulum clock, so he simply closes the door first.

went upstairs, returned to his room, moved the carpet, revealing the dense Xuanao formation runes below, this was the case in the early days, Xu Qinglang liked to transform his room into a formation showroom, when Lawyer An first came in, he was really blinded by the dog's eyes.

On one side of the wall, there is a huge map of China with many small flags on it.

Since the last time Boss Zhou took a group of people to Sichuan, Xu Qinglang had already started to investigate the real location of his master.

Of course, it may not be his master, or something else, and his master was born from that thing.

It sounds a bit of a mouthful, but that's the reason.

An existence that can't die if he wants to, and is tortured into a deep defender, in fact, he can't be regarded as a human being for a long time, and his death and his birth have always seemed very confusing.

According to Boss Zhou's original general policy,

Salted fish is overwhelming!

And in order to better salted fish,

Then you have to:

Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away!

And Xu Qinglang's master can be regarded as having two mortal enemies with the bookstore, and it is conceivable that if he is given another chance, the next time he "comes back to life", he will definitely go directly to the bookstore to find trouble.

If it's a battle post, a group fight in the ring or a heads-up or something, then forget it, the key is that the unbelievable means of this thing are endless, and it is completely unguardable, such as when Yinggou didn't wake up for a while, he came.

This hidden danger must be cut off in advance.

Xu Qinglang sensed his master's location very early,

In the center of the formation in front of him, there was a glass bottle, and the few black beads in the bottle were the traces left after his master appeared last time.

And what Lao Xu has been doing for a while is actually making reverse deductions based on these traces to sense the position of the other party.

But the results deduced every day make people a little laughable.

This day is in the southwest, this day is in the northeast, this day is in the south, this day is in the northwest, in short, it is constantly surrounding the head, butt, back, and balls of the rooster on the map......

Keeps playing in circles,

Just don't lean on the side of the chicken belly.

I don't know what's going on over there, let alone what I'm doing, but one thing is for sure, with the other party's aimless "across" method, relying on the current manpower and material resources of the bookstore, it is basically impossible to find out the other party and then carry out a fixed-point attack.

Xu Qinglang sat down cross-legged, as if he was completing the task, and began to urge the formation.

The formation slowly began to run, and the black beads in the glass bottle began to tremble slightly.

Xu Qinglang sank down and began to sense.

Jerked

Xu Qinglang opened his eyes,

The mouth is open,

In his eyes, with surprise, with fear, with anger,

At the same time, with a touch of surprise!

He ...... It's here. ”

………………

Tongcheng Hotel, fifteen years ago, was regarded as a landmark building in Tongcheng, and the people of Tongcheng at that time all thought that going there to eat or stay was a very face-saving thing.

It's just that with the rapid development of the city in recent years, Tongcheng Hotel has long lost its unique and unique aura in the past, and the nearby high-rise buildings have been erected continuously, and the former big brother role has finally become a poor brother.

"Okay, here it is, three suites, how much?"

After Boss Zhou checked in at the front desk, he walked out of the hall.

Lin Ke stood beside him, and when Zhou Ze reached out and touched his pocket, he found that the cigarette case was empty.

Lin Ke handed over a pack of cigarettes, took out one, and gave it to Zhou Ze.

"Just bought."

"Hmm."

Boss Zhou didn't say thank you, and lit a cigarette by himself.

Thinking about the beginning,

When she first became a ghost, little Lori was a terrifying mountain in front of her, and now, she will look at her eyes to help her buy cigarettes.

But as soon as he thought that "Qing" was already in Tongcheng, and there might be two babies coming in a few days, Boss Zhou's head was big for a while, and the little bit of self-feeling that had just risen up dissipated instantly.

Old-fashioned, old-fashioned, you must not let me down.

Now, Boss Zhou can only hope that Lao Dao can keep his record, otherwise, sooner or later, the book house will have to face them hard and hard with "Qing".

At this time, a group of men in suits walked in from outside, surrounded by a woman with heavy makeup, and the thickness of the fat powder on the woman's face was estimated to kill mosquitoes directly.

"That's it, the conditions are not very good, what the hell did you choose, change it, change the place!

I'm going to call my brother, isn't that fooling!

Hey, brother, what kind of hotel did you choose, don't take you to mess around like this, I know you're busy, I know you're busy, but I can't live here. ”

The woman yelled at the door of the hall for a while, turned to leave, and the bodyguards next to her immediately surrounded her and left.

"Hey, what kind of person is this, isn't it just overseas Chinese, with such a drag, it really should have been twenty years ago."

Standing next to Boss Zhou should be the lobby manager of this hotel, who is complaining very dissatisfied.

"Overseas Chinese?" Zhou Ze asked curiously.

At the same time, I was also thinking in my heart, would they be dissatisfied with arranging Qing and the two babies who were going to come here later?

Probably not, they are all people who have been imprisoned in hell for decades, how can there be so many poor and exquisite, and the meaning is confused.

"Heh, it is said that he came back from carrying the coffin, and he is going to go home and bury him."

The lobby manager seemed to realize that his emotions were out of control, and immediately nodded and smiled at Zhou Ze, turned around and went back to work.

Boss Zhou shrugged his shoulders and said to Little Lori:

"Let's go, let's go back to the bookstore first."

…………

In the most corner of Tongcheng City, there is a section of the old city, where the railway line originally passed when the bullet train was built, and it should have been demolished, but because there were a few nail households insisted on stationing here.

Later, the government planning department directly changed the line and bypassed it from here.

As a result, the demolition project in this area has been stalled and is no longer mentioned.

Historical reasons and changes in urban factors have led to the fact that in the past few years, this area has become a settlement for migrant workers, which is quite a bit hidden in the world, and it is also a little mixed.

Lao Dao parked the car at the intersection, didn't dare to drive in, the road was narrow, not to mention, there were several cars parked there at random, you drove in, you may have to be stuck in it when you want to drive out again.

"Please, be careful, the ground is slippery."

The old man is very diligent.

In his opinion, the girl in front of him, oh no, woman, oh no, queen!

It should be someone that the boss values very much, otherwise he wouldn't let himself be a tour guide to take her out for sightseeing.

So I have to be more careful, I have to serve well, and I must not let her have any mistakes.

Lao Dao has already regarded this matter as a political task, and he has attached great importance to it ideologically.

"Monkey trickster, in there?"

"Yes, yes, I've inquired about it, there are a few monkey artists living here, and they often go to the night market stalls to perform at night to make money."

Qing nodded, and took a step inside.

just right

At this time,

Inside, a fat man with a large gold chain around his neck walked out of it holding a blue and white porcelain jar, followed by a large group of bodyguards in black suits.

Among them, a woman who looked like an assistant held a mobile phone and handed it to his ear, and someone should have called him.

"Hey, old girl, what's the matter?

If the hotel doesn't work, you can change it.

I'm busy here.

Where is our grandmother's hometown?

I've been walking around here for so long with the urn and I still haven't found it! ”