"Yo, well-dressed beast?"

Xu Qinglang was just about to close the door, but he happened to see a "guest" in Zhou Ze's shop, and came over and quipped:

"Brother, you're dressed up pretty fashionably."

Zhou Ze stretched out his finger and pointed to the tall hat on the top of the middle-aged man's head, and said, "What does this mean?" ”

"It's a final conclusion."

Xu Qinglang stretched,

"It's like the ancient emperors and empresses and higher-level ministers will have a nickname after their deaths, and it's like the final grade certificate of a primary school student will also have excellent, good, pass, and middle on the final certificate."

"So, this hat was given to him by the social network around him after his death?"

"Almost, this also depends on luck, ordinary people are not celebrities after death, and they can't get this thing, even if they are celebrities, they are rare, in short, they have to rely on luck, just like you can crawl out of hell, and nine out of ten other ghosts have to be reincarnated in peace.

By the way, I remember that it seems to be recorded in the book that Qin Hui also had a high hat on his head after his death, which said 'Frame Zhongliang'. ”

"Then Yue Wumu has a hat on his head to 'serve the country with loyalty'?"

", wear a high hat to parade the streets, where to wear a hat."

Zhou Ze let go of his hand, looked at the palm of his right hand, and was about to open the gate of hell and throw this goods in.

"Are you going to send me down?" The middle-aged man seemed to be quiet at this time.

"Otherwise?" Zhou Ze asked rhetorically.

"Can I finish the last volume of this book?" The middle-aged man took out a dark bill from his pocket.

"Hey, what about you sending Hanako?" The female corpse on the side couldn't help but sneer, "It seems that you really failed in your life, and even your relatives didn't give you any incense to worship." ”

Of course, the amount of dead people's money does have a certain relationship with the offerings of relatives, but there are also some boundaries, otherwise the richest man in the underworld can be burned out if he burns hard?

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and looked at Zhou Ze with a sincere gaze: "Please." ”

Xu Qinglang lit a cigarette next to him and didn't say anything, this was Zhou Ze's business, and it was inconvenient for him to interject.

Zhou Ze glanced at the "Outline of Chinese Studies" in the middle-aged man's hand and said, "I have read this book before, and in my opinion, there are several obvious errors in this book. ”

"Any book with academic value will have its own mistakes, mistakes, and the accumulation of predecessors." The middle-aged man is colorful.

"But what's the point of all books that are good words?" Zhou Ze asked rhetorically.

"Zeng Guofan's letter to Zeng Jize has such a sentence: 'Don't judge the ancients rashly', boss, although you open a bookstore, you are not a reader after all.

When he wrote this book, Mr. Qian Mu had already prepared for the worst of the country, and he wrote this book because he thought that if the country really died in the future, there would be someone who could rely on this book to read it secretly in the second half of the night, reminiscing about the civilization and inheritance of our ancestors.

Critical and satirical books are naturally more enjoyable to read, but if the country really dies in the future, and some people see this book, they will face all ridicule and criticism, who will have the mood to the homeland and China? ”

The middle-aged man spoke with the head of the Tao, holding a book in one hand and waving it in the other.

It's like the teacher on the podium is telling the students his reasoning.

Very excited and engaged.

"You're a teacher, aren't you?" Xu Qinglang smiled and asked, "Oh, I'm talking about life." ”

"I'm a middle school Chinese teacher." The middle-aged man replied.

"Sure enough, it's a well-dressed beast." Xu Qinglang snorted coldly, "I'm going to sleep, good night, Boss Zhou." ”

Xu Qinglang waved his hand and left the bookstore to go back, his swaying posture was very graceful.

Zhou Ze turned his head to look at Bai Yingying, "The back he had just now, isn't it very similar to the turtle in the Qinglou in your era?" ”

"My time." The white warbler thought very seriously, then shook her head, and said, "The Oiran is not as good-looking as him." ”

Zhou Ze pursed his lips, and he was not too surprised by Bai Yingying's answer.

The middle-aged man sat down to read the book again, and didn't seem to have the heart to guess whether Zhou Ze would agree, reading more was the most important thing, and maybe he could taste it on Huangquan Road for a while.

Thinking about this guy's restlessness when he saw the young girl before, Zhou Ze panicked for him.

"Boss, I think he's quite knowledgeable." The female corpse whispered.

"The poor scholar that your wife hooked up with before is also quite knowledgeable, right?" Zhou Ze asked.

The white warbler nodded.

"I can't say for sure." Zhou Ze was also a little difficult to quantify, so he had to say: "Mr. Ji Xianlin has a record in his diary that 'I have no other hope in this life, I only hope that I can have a few more women and contact with women in various places'. ”

"The literati are really lustful." The white warbler muttered.

"Men are." Zhou Ze corrected.

Bai Yingying looked at Zhou Ze and said coquettishly: "Boss, you are very determined." ”

"Go and brush the bathroom toilet."

"............" white warbler warbler.

I don't know why, Zhou Ze didn't rush to open the gate of hell and put the middle-aged man in, but sat down opposite the middle-aged man, took out his mobile phone, and swiped the web casually.

"What's your name?" Zhou Ze asked.

The other party didn't answer, and seemed to be immersed in the atmosphere of reading a book.

"If you don't answer, you won't have to read the book."

"Whatever you want."

Zhou Ze nodded, and when he was about to try to search for this guy's name to see this guy's previous lace news, the door of the bookstore was pushed open again.

Sister-in-law, go and return.

"What are you doing again?" Zhou Ze stood up and subconsciously reached out to press the middle-aged man's shoulder, he was afraid that this guy would be in heat again.

However, to Zhou Ze's surprise, the middle-aged man still sat there quietly reading a book, and there was no sign of agitation at all.

Hey, did you learn to be good this time?

The sister-in-law took out her mobile phone and took a picture of Zhou Ze in the bookstore, then sent it over, and then clicked on the voice:

"Sister, I said that I was reading in Xu Le's bookstore this afternoon, so you don't believe it.

Okay, okay, I'll go back, I'll go back right away.

Really, if you want to read quietly for a while, you can disturb people. ”

After sending the voice, the sister-in-law stuck out her tongue, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said:

"It's so dangerous, it's good that I haven't had time to take a taxi yet, otherwise I would have been exposed."

"At a young age, don't go to those smoky places, it's easy to suffer."

Zhou Ze still reminded that even if she was not his sister-in-law, this was purely a middle-aged uncle's persuasion of the juniors.

"Okay, okay, Xu Le, how did you become like my sister." The sister-in-law obviously didn't listen.

"Where's the girl?" Zhou Ze asked.

"She's home, I just watched her take a taxi, her family lives a little far. I was also going to take a taxi, but my sister came to WeChat to check the post and asked me what to do. ”

"Where's the money?"

"Of course I'll bring her the money." The sister-in-law said a little indifferently: "Don't worry, isn't it just 5,000 yuan, just pay you back when I send my pocket money." ”

"You're still there?" Zhou Ze asked.

"yes, isn't it still me or her?

Her father is paralyzed at home, her mother sets up a breakfast stall, life is not easy, and I don't want to see her work hard.

Also, she was molested by her homeroom teacher when she was in middle school, 、、、 so she is so silent now.

If I treat her as a good sister, wouldn't I have to take care of her a little more?

Okay, Xu Le, that's it for today, I'll go back first. ”

The sister-in-law waved her hand and pushed open the door of the bookstore and walked out.

Zhou Ze sat down on the chair again, looked at his mobile phone for a while, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was reading a book seriously.

Then he said to himself:

"I violated the students in my class, and after I was discovered, I even committed suicide by jumping off the building."

The middle-aged man continued to read, as if he hadn't heard it at all, but his high hat was so clear and so dazzling.

In ancient times, prisoners needed to tattoo words on their faces to show their identity and be beaten as inferior, which was similar to the high hat in front of them.

Bai Yingying works very fast, there is no way, originally she was also a beautiful lady of the daughter, but now people have to bow their heads under the eaves, plus Zhou Ze has some cleanliness habits, which undoubtedly makes her workload a little bigger.

"Boss, I'm exhausted."

Bai Yingying took off her coat, she was not afraid of the cold, she only wore a short-sleeved shirt and walked out with a rag in her hand.

He looks very young, but he's doing well.

"Boss, why does he think I'm not responding?" The white warbler was a little puzzled.

"You're dead."

"But I'm also beautiful." The white warbler made a seductive pose.

"Forget it, it's so cold down there, which man will probably have to freeze directly to the point of immortality, and even Brother Wei 、、、 don't have to eat."

"There's no boss like you." Bai Yingying glanced at Zhou Ze, "By the way, just boss, your sister-in-law is back again?" I heard her voice in the bathroom. ”

"Well, back and gone."

Zhou Ze suddenly thought of something,

That's not right,

If the middle-aged man in front of him doesn't feel the white warbler, it's because the white warbler is a zombie.

So why didn't he feel for his sister-in-law just now?

Elimination method, it is easy to get an answer:

That is, this thing just has feelings for the girl next to my sister-in-law.

The news report searched online did not have photos because it wanted to protect the privacy of the violated girl.

Something,

can't stand up to thought,

also does not stand up to consideration,

Slowly,

Zhou Ze figured out the taste.

The sister-in-law looks very spicy, but in fact she has a big heart, like a big stupid girl.

"Hey, is that girl your student?" Zhou Ze asked.

The middle-aged man continued to read and did not answer.

Zhou Ze directly reached out and grabbed the book in the other party's hand, "Let me ask you." ”

The middle-aged man raised his head, looked at Zhou Ze, and then nodded.

"Did you ever assault her?" Zhou Ze asked again.

The middle-aged man still didn't answer.

"If you don't answer properly, I'll send you to hell right now." Zhou Ze threatened.

"I'm done reading the book, and I'm ready to go." The middle-aged man stood up, looking very carefree.

"You study Wen Tianxiang, right?" Zhou Ze said sarcastically.

"No matter what she does, she is my student after all, and it is my responsibility not to educate her well." The middle-aged man replied.

"It means that the news report I just read is fake, you didn't violate her, and she deliberately poured dirty water on you to ask the school to compensate you?" Zhou Ze pursed his lips.

Then it's easy to think about it, the sister-in-law's wallet should have been stolen by the girl, and by the way, make up a reason, and let the sister-in-law give her 5,000 yuan.

A girl from a poor family who worked for a winter vacation would take 5,000 yuan of tuition with her and go to the disco to make trouble?

Sister-in-law, this is someone else's trap.

"Tell me if you ever assaulted her." Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulder and asked very seriously.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while and said, "This is my business, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

"Fuck you, that's Lao Tzu's five thousand yuan!"

Zhou Ze wanted to slap him away, but he kept his hand, raised his hand, and threw it on the opponent's hat, but when he touched the opponent's hat, Zhou Ze felt that his palm was burning and it hurt a little.

This hat,

So hard,

actually made his nails tingle a little,

Looking at it, even though the whole person was driven to fly out, the hat was still firmly rooted on the middle-aged man's head.

Zhou Ze thought of what Xu Qinglang said before: Everyone is gold.

This hat,

True or not,

I can't take it off.