Boss Zhou really wanted to stand up and scold,

What do you call these ghosts?

This is Lao Tzu's home,

Lao Tzu sat in his own house,

Nothing was done,

Didn't say anything,

Does that count me in that too?

Of course, Boss Zhou was not impulsive enough to jump out immediately and tear his face and start drying, the first target of the people is obviously Liu Chuyu, the new Changzhou ghost, and the pretending man obviously has an unusual relationship with that woman.

For this kind of real metaphysical cultivation in reality, Zhou Ze is really not very familiar with and understood, the leper monk is crazy and has a strong secondary second disease, and Lao Dao and Xu Niangniang are not from orthodox background.

There is a Liu Chuyu in front of him to explore the way for himself, and Zhou Ze can't ask for it.

"Smack!"

The female ghost was finally bounced away by Liu Chuyu, and at the same time, his mirror suddenly turned around, buckled downward, and pasted it directly on the female ghost's face.

This is to directly shake the ghost away and forcibly let her "get free".

"Ding Dong!"

The tall and thin bamboo pole reached over and struck the mirror, which flew upside down and landed directly on the bar.

"Let's ......"

After the mirror spun around the bar, it rolled to the ground and landed in front of the old road and the monkey.

When Liu Chuyu made a move before, Lao Dao grabbed his crotch with one hand and the edge of the bar with the other, and the whole person squatted behind, like a soldier hiding in the trench, but this soldier was a little trembling.

But all of a sudden,

Windfall!

Lao Dao looked at the mirror on the ground in front of him, his glasses were green, of course he would not be stupid enough to quickly pick up this object and return it to the ghost of Changzhou, but subconsciously reached out and wanted to hold this thing into his arms.

Anyway, his two bosses have killed a lot of ghosts, and even the subordinate who is only responsible for shouting "666" next to Lao Dao doesn't have much awe of these ghosts.

It's just that Lao Dao's hand just touched the mirror, and his palm suddenly turned red, Lao Dao let out a muffled snort and hurriedly took his hand back.

"Hoohoo ............"

Blowing incessantly on the scalded palm, Lao Dao's heart was full of 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past.

In fact, Lao Dao thought too simply, a magic weapon used by a ghost, and a magic weapon that had just been stimulated, how could it be easily touched by mortals?

The monkey on one side took two steps forward, stretched out its paws and grabbed downward.

"Hey, don't ............"

Lao Dao subconsciously shouted.

"Squeak!"

But the monkey picked up the mirror and played with it.

looked at the monkey's intact paws,

Look at your current roast pig's trotters,

Lao Dao suddenly had a feeling that he was not as good as a beast!

After the monkey smashed the handle and played for a few laps, he made a gesture and prepared to throw it to Lao Dao, who was so frightened that he shook his hand desperately, signaling it not to be impulsive.

Monkey smash, you have filial piety, I understand, this poor road will not be taken.

The monkey scratched his head in confusion, then pointed the mirror at himself,

In the mirror,

It's not a cute and cute monkey face,

It's an adult ape with a fierce face, with a fierce face, and a heavy yin bomb longing between his eyebrows!

"Squeak Squeak!!!!"

The monkey was so frightened that he smashed the mirror to the ground,

He sat down on the ground,

What is this?

Scared to death!

Over there,

After the tall and thin man pretended to use a bamboo pole to knock over the magic weapon in the hand of the ghost,

Didn't be handsome for long.

In fact

The-for-tat that Zhou Ze had speculated before, and even the latecomer came first, did not happen.

From the other party's dress and wearing sunglasses at night, including Zhou Ze, who was quietly eating melons next to him, was also counted into the "taunt" sequence,

As can be seen,

The other party's IQ is indeed a bit underdeveloped.

And that's exactly what happened.

The current situation is that Liu Chuyu, who was knocked out of the mirror, did not insult the identity of the ghost, and the loss of a magic weapon did not make him a useless weak chicken like Lao Dao, instead, he quickly used his other means to press this thin and tall man to the ground and began to rub.

The tall and thin man was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and at first he would let go of cruel words, and then he could only huddle there with his head in his hands, passively beaten, and humming.

The people who eat melons suddenly felt that this drama didn't mean much, and Boss Zhou was even thinking about what they had broken a few chairs and soiled with Bai Yingying, and how much money they had to pay after they were done, and it was best to settle it with dark money.

And the female ghost, taking advantage of Liu Chuyu's beating of the thin and tall man, actually pulled the male singer's hand, walked to Zhou Ze's side, and knelt down in front of Zhou Ze:

"I beg the mission to fulfill us and send the two of us down to the Yellow Spring together."

Zhou Ze shrugged, there was no reaction, the ghost can't be sent, he can only destroy it on the spot, if he is not afraid of trouble, he can "persuade" her to dissipate on his own.

As for the ghost of this male singer, Boss Zhou, who just sent away a group of students' souls the day before yesterday, is really not so hungry now, no matter whether he eats this piece of meat the size of a mosquito's leg or not, he can wait for Liu Chuyu to finish his work before making a decision.

The female ghost is kowtowing to Zhou Ze,

In pleading.

Zhou Ze was a little helpless, to be honest, hell was not opened by his family,

Devils can't be sent to hell through the gates of hell, this is the rule,

Boss Zhou is not one of those little fans who are fascinated by bitter romantic dramas and burst into tears, no matter how miserable and fierce you cry, you still can't help it.

"Boss, there's a problem."

The white warbler standing on the side suddenly turned sideways and looked out the window, and in the distance in the sky, there was a dark cloud, which was slowly falling here.

And the thin and tall man who was almost beaten into a pig's head by Liu Chuyu raised his head sharply at this time, muttering something while bleeding from his mouth.

Liu Chuyu, who has a natural sense of rejection and hatred for men, suddenly stiffened.

When the other party was beaten by him before, he kept scolding and scolding in his mouth, and then he began to "whimper" as if he was humming a local dialect tone, Liu Chuyu thought that the other party was beaten and collapsed by himself.

But now his brain cooled a little from the excitement of the painful people, and then he realized that what the other party was just chanting was actually a spell from the Northeast, and he was asking Da Xian'er to come up!

"Why don't you just kill it in the first place." The white warbler muttered.

"Ghost poor, the price of killing the living for no reason is too great." Zhou Ze explained.

"Huhuhu........................ Whew........................huhu"

From outside the bookstore,

A gust of wind swept in.

"It's really lively at home today."

Zhou Ze supported his chin with both hands and continued to watch.

Bai Yingying turned around and walked to the refrigerator, took out half of the frozen watermelon and walked back, feeding Zhou Ze with a spoon one bite at a time.

"It's a little cold."

Zhou Ze frowned.

Bai Yingying put the spoon into her mouth for a while, then took it out and sent the spoon to Zhou Ze's mouth.

Zhou Ze opened his mouth and ate it.

Outer temperature and inner ice,

The taste is just right.

Here, a man and a woman are eating melons seriously,

On the other side,

Things are already changing.

"Eighth aunt!"

The tall and thin man let out a low snort, and then the whole person's temperament changed completely, becoming cold and withdrawn, especially the original triangular eyes, which seemed to be beginning to split at this time.

"Hiss ............"

stuck out his tongue,

Aunt Eight smiled:

"In the future, the old body is polite, no matter how misunderstanding it is, give the old body a thin face, and it's over.

Chunmei asked us to take her back to the village to ensure that she would not come out to make trouble again, anyway, she has now turned into a ghost, and she has no value for the poor people.

As for this ............"

The eighth aunt pointed to the ghost of the male singer who was still in a state of confusion,

"You can send him down, this is the matter, after the old man goes back, he will prepare some souvenirs for the two messengers."

Zhou Ze took another bite of watermelon, licked his upper lips, and shook his head slightly, but it was not enjoyable.

originally thought that after the tall and thin man was flattened, he would definitely have to find the field when he invited the big fairy, but who knew that this big fairy would actually come forward directly and start reasoning.

Gee

This melon is really tasteless.

It's obviously your own bookstore, but as a result, my mother's house sang and I kept changing on stage, but my own owner could only watch from the side.

Hey

That's right

Big fairy?

Wait a minute.

Zhou Ze showed a thoughtful look, and then as if he had thought of something, he ordered Bai Yingying to leave.

The white warbler nodded and walked away.

Liu Chuyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

When dealing with ordinary people and ordinary ghosts, he has a natural advantage, so he has no stage fright, but in the face of this "eighth aunt" who was inexplicably invited, Liu Chuyu did not dare to be too presumptuous.

In Zhou Ze's view,

Liu Chuyu is a newcomer to the ghost, and his mind is full of desire for GPA, and this female ghost should have been a Xuan Xiu before her death, and sending her to the underworld can be ten or even more, so he reached an agreement with this female ghost for this reason, and made some compromises and retreats in order to send this female ghost down.

But who knew that this female ghost didn't come out according to the routine, killed people, and transformed herself into a powerful ghost, and its value instantly became chicken.

The bitter flattening he had just given to the tall and thin man was more like an vent of his inner anger.

And this mysterious eighth aunt should also be afraid of the background of the yin, and she is unwilling to tear the face of the yinsi because of this kind of thing, so she makes a gesture that is willing to dissolve.

The female ghost was still crying and begging there, crying for Zhou Ze for a while, and begging Liu Chuyu for a while, but no one paid attention to her.

Liu Chuyu looked at Zhou Ze and sighed.

Zhou Ze smiled happily, and Liu Chuyu was stunned for a moment when he saw this.

"Let's go, go back with me, and then look at the mountains and rivers of my hometown, a few of our old things, and then send you free."

The eighth aunt reached out and grabbed the female ghost and pulled her away from the male ghost.

"Silly Nizi, this kind of man is also worthy of you entrusting so much for this, and even cutting off your own way to die?"

The eighth aunt looked regretful,

Then

She took the female ghost's hand and walked towards the door, and sighed at the same time:

"What is the ............ in the world?"

It seems that Aunt Eight is also a woman with a story...... Forehead...... Females.

Then

Bai Yingying took down a delicate wooden box from the upper floor and delivered it to Zhou Ze's hands.

Zhou Ze opened the box impatiently,

An old-fashioned notebook with a black cat printed on the cover was taken out, somewhat tattered.

Hold up the notebook,

Zhou Ze looked at the eighth aunt who had just walked to the door of the bookstore,

Hearing the other party's exclamation,

Immediately shouted:

"I call you Aunt Eight,

Do you dare to say yes? ”

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You can search for "Pure Drop Dragon" or "kongbu66" in "Weixin", and pay attention to the dragon's "attack prestige consumption".

The dragon will write some side stories and character yearbooks there, and now he has written about the white warbler and the old way, and he will continue to write in the future.