The next morning, Zhou Ze drove the only remaining car in the bookstore, carrying the warbler, and set off.

Q: Why is there only one left?

Don't ask, just ask and go to the old way.

The car music started, Huai'an is not very far from Tongcheng, but it is not close, although they are all in a province, but Huai'an has not yet opened a bullet train or high-speed rail, so either take a green train for more than four hours or drive by yourself, considering that you have to find that village after arriving in Huai'an, Boss Zhou still chooses to drive.

Yingying sat in the co-pilot's seat, peeling melon seeds for Zhou Ze, she wanted to take over the boss's driving, after all, she also got a driver's license, but she was directly rejected by Boss Zhou.

Some other female drivers may be because they are less timid, and they will occasionally be at a loss when dealing with emergency situations, but on Yingying's side, it is the opposite, and she is fine in a car accident anyway.

Come on, come on,

Hurt each other!

After a four-hour drive, after getting off the highway and entering the city of Huai'an, because of the road, Boss Zhou first drove the car to the Huai'an Zhou Weiren Memorial Hall;

After taking Yingying to visit inside, I went to visit Wu Chengen's former residence.

Huai'an can talk about these attractions, in fact, there is an ancient town under the river, but it is a place that even locals are too lazy to go.

In the evening, Zhou Ze found a restaurant and had dinner with Yingying.

It's not that Boss Zhou is deliberately grinding foreign workers here, it's purely because the small print below the lines below the painting indicates that you can only enter that village after eight o'clock in the evening and at midnight.

After the meal, Zhou Ze set off again, the coordinates of the village were not in the urban area, but it was not very far from the urban area, and he stopped at the corner of Lianshui District.

Around, there are farmland, Boss Zhou got out of the car, lit a cigarette, the evening breeze with a little warm and slightly cool, people are very comfortable.

A few days ago, it was a little hot and dry, but recently the cold air has moved south, and the climate is indeed much more comfortable for Zhou Ze and Yingying, who like coolness.

The imaginary picture of "Spirited Away" did not appear, nor did it show the excitement similar to the ghost market, and Boss Zhou was not an ordinary person, so naturally it was impossible to have the kind of gap picture where he was standing here but was actually full of ghosts.

It's also strange,

It's obviously a village that makes a fortune from gambling,

Even if it's a ghost business,

How can you make money if you have few customers?

The four young men only said that their mother-in-law was seriously ill and dying, but they did not say that their village was under siege.

"Boss, it's time."

Zhou Ze nodded, stretched out his fingers, a little bit of ghost energy condensed in his fingertips, and nodded casually forward.

Alright, the instructions below the scroll have all been completed.

Next, it's time to see how the other side reacts.

The reaction on the other side was very fast, as soon as Zhou Ze withdrew his finger, a lantern appeared in front of him, and the lantern was getting closer and closer, and when he got to the front, Zhou Ze saw a figure carrying a lantern.

It's not a vague name, but because the lantern is really a shadow shining on the ground.

"Squeak............"

In the farmland in front of him, the vision was distorted for a while, and then, a bronze gate appeared in front of Zhou Ze, the gate was ajar, there was light flickering inside, and faintly, you could hear the noise of people.

"Please ......"

The shadow under the lantern spoke.

If other people encountered this scene here, they might have a strange reaction, but for Boss Zhou, who had even made a big fuss in hell, no matter what Western scenery appeared, it was not surprising.

Zhou Ze and Yingying walked in, inside was a dark corridor, but it was not very long, after lifting the slightly dilapidated curtain in front, the casino picture imagined by Boss Zhou did not appear.

In front of him was a vermilion round table, with a simple shape of chairs, surrounded by dark red curtains, a large and spacious area.

On the table, there are drinks and delicacies.

But the food here, Boss Zhou will never touch it, his appetite has just improved a little because of the appearance of the other side flower oral liquid, but he doesn't want to go back to the liberation overnight.

The lantern itself hovered in a corner, and the shadow was gone.

Zhou Ze was familiar with himself, without the slightest stage fright, he sat down directly on the chair, picked up the wine glass, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, the wine was very fragrant, but he still didn't drink it!

Yingying did not take a seat, but stood behind the boss very obediently and did her duty as a maid.

"The Self-cultivation of the Maid" emphasized that you can be casual at home, but outside, you must give your boss enough face and respect.

I thought that the big man would appear next, even if it wasn't the seriously ill mother-in-law, at least a leader would have to come out to receive him, but no, Boss Zhou sat for half an hour, facing a table of dishes that were impossible to touch.

There is no mobile phone signal here, even if you want to play with your mobile phone to pass the time.

However, Boss Zhou also simply, seeing that no one had come out, simply asked Yingying to put together a few chairs, lay down by himself, and Yingying squatted next to him to help him massage.

Shaoqing,

Zhou Ze actually fell asleep.

It's not pretending, and there's no need to pretend to be anything here, Tie Hanhan is in his body, plus the blessing of half of his face, and he has opened two hangings alone, and the confidence in his heart is naturally enough.

This is different from the gains and losses in the face of celebration.

The other party obviously knows his identity, and with a knife in the horizontal and vertical direction, there is no way out, so he has nothing to fear.

Another half an hour passed,

Another door in the rotunda was pushed open,

And with that,

It's a disgusting stale atmosphere, a bit like a large wagon of canned sardines that have expired for ten years and are opened en masse, and the sour ......

Ordinary people, let alone seeing that deity, are smoked by his breath, and they will definitely have to lie in the hospital bed for a few months when they go back, and it is not impossible to burp directly if they are unlucky.

Boss Zhou, who was still sleeping just now, only felt that he had been thrown into the stinky ditch, and was immediately awakened, covering his nose, and his face was undisguised disgust.

is not related to each other, and is even ready to start working in the next second, so naturally you don't have to care about the other party's face embarrassment or not.

A very bloated woman walked out of that door,

It's not that she's fat, in fact, her face, except for a lot of rouge gouache, is an extremely standard melon seed face, which shows that the other party's figure, excluding the extreme possibility of a great congenital difference, should not be too fat.

It's just that the other party's clothes are a bit like the feeling that was once popular on the Western celebrity, with abnormal fat, and the whole person is like a walking big meatball.

The other man walked in, and under the hem of his skirt, three young men ran out, and they brought their chairs over and returned to the hem of the woman's skirt.

The woman sat down, her skirt spread out, and the area was enormous.

After seeing this scene, Boss Zhou couldn't help but admire it in his heart, and he also had an eye-opening feeling, raising a group of noodles under his skirt, this kind of play really exploded ten streets of the White Horse Club.

"Zhou Zhutou?"

The woman spoke, her voice not old, but full of a deep exhaustion.

Zhou Ze didn't know what happened to the other party, but he felt that he might have used some special method to keep his youth forever, but in fact, he had run out of oil inside.

A woman's attention to Yan is really quite terrifying.

"Hmm."

Zhou Ze nodded and responded.

He actually hates this kind of perfunctory politeness, what's the matter, everyone just gets straight to the point.

This is a bit similar to Tie Hanhan.

"It's an honor for you to come."

"Let me come, if there's anything, just say it."

"Someone, half a month ago, took a gamble with me."

"The man in the scroll?"

The woman nodded, and continued:

"The bet is, Shou Yuan."

Boss Zhou licked his lips, look at how high-end people gamble, in comparison, those who bet on the Russian wheel of the Haitian feast are simply weak.

"My chips are twenty-nine and a half years of my remaining thirty years. His chips are his day.

I don't think he took advantage, in fact, his day is much heavier than my 100-year lifespan, and I think it's me who takes advantage. ”

Zhou Ze was silent, if that was really a certain generation of lords, it would be correct to say so.

The day of the prince is indeed much more precious than the hundred years of ordinary people, and this is an opportunity that can be encountered but not sought.

Looking at the appearance of a woman, she should have lost, so she didn't have half a year to live.

meantime

Qing's two friends are still arresting that one in Jinling, if they knew that he had just charged a little electricity, maybe they wouldn't be so relaxed, right?

Zhou Ze leaned back slightly and said:

"Willing to gamble and lose, what are you looking for me to do?"

"Because, you are his guarantor in this gamble."

Guarantor?

How do you feel like you are getting a loan or a credit card?

"Well, is it because he still hasn't had time to take what he won, so he needs to hand it over to me?"

Thinking like this, it seems that even this rotten taste is not so disgusting, it seems that this prince is authentic and exquisite, this woman is also a person who values integrity.

This trip is not a loss!

The woman smiled slightly,

The expression is a little stiff,

Road:

"Who told you I lost my bet?"

"Isn't this unclear, didn't you lose, how did you become like this?"

Besides, although Fu Jun and the God of Gambling cannot be equated, there is no doubt that that kind of character is excellent and mysterious in all aspects.

"Huh." The woman sneered and said, "I won." ”

"How could it be ......"

"He lost."

"Isn't it?"

"Then, he repaid the bill, not only didn't give me his day, but also robbed me of my birthday."

"............" Zhou Ze.