"Is there something wrong with her brain?" The white warbler was a little confused.

Zhou Ze also shook his head, to be honest, Zhou Ze couldn't see what was going on, when he was a doctor in the past, he often encountered a caesarean section and chose an auspicious day.

But I really haven't seen anyone who says that he has to choose the time to die.

It is estimated that this old woman has been staring at the clock at home when she was lying on the hospital bed before her death, pinching and counting when she will breathe.

Look at the old woman's crying and grabbing the ground, pretending is definitely not pretending, everyone is dead, what else is pretending, who is hypocrisy?

It's just that she kept crying there, which made Zhou Ze a little upset, Lao Dao couldn't hear it, but he could hear it, his sleep quality was not good, how could he rest when he was noisy like this when he rested later?

Zhou Ze doesn't have a bodhisattva's heart, and his conscience was eaten by himself not long ago.

The old woman crying there will not cause Zhou Ze to shush and ask for warmth, but will only cause disgust.

"Scare her and silence her."

Zhou Ze gestured to the white warbler.

The white warbler nodded, showing her fangs, and the aura of the zombie was revealed at once, and the old woman really stopped crying, she was frightened.

At the same time, the obsession on the old woman is slowly dissipating.

The reason why ordinary dead souls can stay in the world is nothing more than relying on a wisp of obsession, and once the obsession dissipates, they will naturally return to where they should go.

What the ghosts need to capture and send to hell are those souls whose obsessions are difficult to dissipate or who simply become powerful ghosts, and these are the achievements.

Other words

If Zhou Ze sent the old woman away before, it would be considered performance, although it was not high, but it was also the meat on the legs of mosquitoes.

And now, the old woman can go back to hell by herself, even if Zhou Ze takes the risk of rupturing the wound or fainting to open the door of hell to the old woman, he just thanklessly sends the old woman a tailwind, in fact, he can't get any benefits at all.

The old woman's ghost is slowly dissipating, and gradually it is beginning to sink into the ground.

"Boss, why are your hands shaking?"

The white warbler, who had been supporting Zhou Ze, sensed Zhou Ze's strangeness.

"It's distressing."

Zhou Ze spit out these two words in his mouth.

He kind of understood what little Lori said about the possible impact of leaving the white warbler by his side.,Some of the fucking ghosts were attracted by themselves, but they were frightened by the zombies and had an epiphany.,Farts don't dare to go to hell obediently.,

So what's wrong with yourself?

Of course, this is something that can't be forcibly reversed after all, and today's surprise is already there, the key to the gate of hell and the news that little Lori is likely to have a major accident, which is much higher than the performance of a revenant.

This night, I slept quite peacefully.

When he woke up the next day, Zhou Ze found that his strength had recovered a little, and he was not as weak as yesterday.

Although I stumbled a little, I finally got up.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Bai Yingying was very worried next to him, for fear that Zhou Ze would suddenly fall down, especially when Zhou Ze signaled not to help him down the stairs.

With Zhou Ze's physical fitness now, he is similar to the grandfather and grandmother with inconvenient legs.

Bai Yingying is really worried that if Zhou Ze falls down and breaks his arm or leg, or even more exaggerated, he will lose his body or something, and the mentally retarded electric "woo woo" wheelchair that Lao Dao bought may really come in handy.

Early in the morning, the female corpse's thinking jumped a little,

In her mind, she began to automatically make up the picture of her boss sitting in an electric wheelchair "woo woo woo" starting,

Take another pacifier,

Really,

"Hahaha......"

Laughing and laughing,

The white warbler stopped, and she saw Zhou Ze turning his head to look at herself,

"The corpse has changed?" Zhou Ze asked.

The white warbler shook her head.

"Necropsy?" Zhou Ze asked again.

The white warbler immediately shook her head again.

She didn't dare to tell the picture she had just secretly made up, otherwise she would definitely kill herself when the boss recovered.

Well

Stick it with your fingernails.

Zhou Ze felt that his maid seemed to have a wrong nerve line in the morning, and said:

"Call twice to listen."

"Boom."

Oh, normal.

Slowly holding the stairs downstairs, Zhou Ze had a sense of accomplishment when he learned to walk when he was a child, to be honest, the feeling of drinking fragments Zhou Ze didn't want to try again.

Cool is temporary, instantaneous, and then there is a super long period of powerlessness and decadence.

It's like eating too much of that thing and being in bed that night and being angry seven times a night,

As a result, the next day, the waist and knees are sore, and the legs are weak, and they may even have a stroke immediately.

Lao Dao has already gotten up, no matter how late he sleeps, he gets up early, he has a fixed schedule, and he will play a set of punches in the morning.

As a warm-hearted veteran who aspires to care for women who have lost their footing,

He understands the importance of protecting his physical fitness.

When Zhou Ze came down, Lao Dao was already boxing and was talking with the little monkey.

Lao Dao was holding some black mud in his hand, and there was a big bag on the ground.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly,

That's what the little monkey smeared on the wound on your body when you were injured, and the effect is remarkable, no less than the "black jade intermittent cream" in martial arts.

It's just that the taste is a little unpleasant, and for a person like Zhou Ze who has a habit of cleanliness, smearing a few layers of sludge on his body is no less than a torture.

But then,

What shocked Zhou Ze even more and made him feel that the torture was aggravated.

Lao Dao brought the plastic bag of dirt to the little monkey,

To be exact, it is under the crotch of the little monkey,

At the same time, the mouth made a sound ......of "shhh

"Little Ancestor,

You're going to pee,

Now we're going to make a fortune with this thing,

shrewd

Pee fast, good, shhhh............hh

Zhou Ze had a black line on his face,

The mud that has been smeared on his body,

actually

actually

That's how it came about!

"Ouch!"

The white warbler was quick and fast, and stopped Zhou Ze when Zhou Ze was about to fall.

Lao Dao heard the movement and turned around,

showed a sunny smile comparable to the sun outside to Zhou Ze, and waved the black mud in one hand to greet him:

"Boss, roar in the morning!"

Heaven is pitiful,

If it weren't for the fact that Zhou Ze was injured this time,

Lao Dao really doesn't know how many times he's been dead.

…………

From noon to afternoon, bookstores are generally closed for business, and this bookstore in the center of South Street is so capricious, and it is so B-class!

However, if a guest comes in and wants to buy a book, read a book or drink something, it will not push it out.

But before, in order to reduce his workload, Xu Qinglang hung up a sign:

"The minimum consumption in our store is 100."

That's enough to scare off eighty or ninety percent of potential customers.

Zhou Ze just let it go, there are fewer idle people, and everyone's workload will be easier.

Of course, it is not that there is no kind of local tyrant who is not bad for money, Zhou Ze had just finished eating, and when he was struggling with the nausea in his body, a middle-aged man with a streamlined hair and a yellow coat walked in.

He seemed pleased with the quietness of the shop, and after asking for a glass of ice water, he took out his notebook and sat down on the sofa to work.

Soon

His notebook seems to be open to the public,

Rang out:

"Macau's first online casino is online, and the beautiful dealer deals cards online......"

The old Taoist hears the string song and knows the elegant meaning,

As soon as the ears moved, they immediately leaned over,

It's like finding a like-minded Taoist friend.

As a result, when I looked at the interface, Lao Dao was dumbfounded, what about the good island country quality education action movie, what the hell is this fucking screen full of chips.

"Do you also play online gambling?"

The man looked at Lao Dao and asked with interest.

What kind of person is the old way, you can play with a monkey and become brothers,

can fool the cute sailors in the live broadcast room to buy dark coins,

The coal bosses in Liaoning can fool them into transporting coal and selling it to Shanxi.

Straight to the moment:

"Play, play two occasionally, but it's not big, it's not interesting, it's not exciting.

I usually like to go to Macau to have fun, purely to relax. ”

Lao Dao said and took out his little thumb and plucked his ears,

A pair of clouds and light winds!

At the same time, Lao Dao also asked the little monkey to poke forward and reach out and touch it.

This forced pretend,

Seeing the wood,

The golden snub-nosed monkey, a national protected animal, is my pet,

It's not much worse than those Arab tyrants raising leopards, right?

The man was stunned at first, there was no way, he didn't know if what Lao Dao had blown before was true, but this golden monkey was not fake.

And in the center of South Street, opening such a bookstore is either a brain disease or a panic in the amount of money, just playing life games.

At that moment, the man suddenly became enthusiastic about Lao Dao, and cordially invited Lao Dao to sit next to him, and gave Lao Dao a detailed introduction to his gameplay on this website.

Zhou Ze also listened beside him, and then took out his mobile phone, thinking about whether to call the police.

Most of the domestic online gambling are scammers, fooling people to charge money into it, first make money for you and then fatten you as a pig to kill, in fact, they are the remaining routines played by the ancestors in the gambling house, but the people in the trap are indeed countless.

Because no matter how the routine changes, it really doesn't matter,

The greed in the heart of the key person has been passed down from generation to generation and cannot be changed.

But the next conversation made Zhou Ze not call the police for the time being.

Because the old way has always maintained his own B grid,

Showing a disdainful posture for this kind of lottery or other common gambling methods, so that the man has spent a lot of money in order to win over this sick local tyrant customer.

Finally, he said directly:

"There's a really exciting project, but I don't know if you dare to play it, boss?"

"Cut, I dare to do it to help the ghost take a bath, and I'm still afraid of your stimulation project?"

Someone can testify to this,

Lao Dao didn't brag.

"You say, bet on something?" Lao Dao urged.

The man hesitated, but said:

"Gamble your life!"

Time

Zhou Ze, who was drinking coffee and listening to the chat, trembled slightly with the spoon in his hand,

In his mind, he remembered the old woman who stood in the store last night staring at the clock and didn't even know that she was dead.

and the sacrificial policeman who was personally sent down at the beginning,

Before leaving, he said to himself, the gambling syndicate he tracked down,

They don't bet on anything else,

Don't play anything else,

but

Gamble!