chun jie di xiao long
Chapter 934 Passing on the Gong
“Is the battery dead?”
“Seems like it, Boss.”
Yingying tapped the air conditioner remote, but when she pressed the buttons, there was still no response.
Deadpool hadn't recovered from his injuries and was still recuperating in the ground, so the Late Night Bookstore's all-green central air conditioning was out of service. But when she tried to turn on the standing air conditioner on the first floor, she found that the remote battery was long dead, after not being used for so long.
“Boss, I’ll go buy a battery.”
“Forget it, I'll just sit here for a while, Yingying, come a little closer.”
“Okay, Boss.”
Zhou Ze lay on the sofa, and Yingying obediently moved closer, leaning slightly against Zhou Ze.
Hmm,
Cooler,
Comfortable.
It was already late April. Tongcheng had four distinct seasons. Four distinct seasons sometimes seemed like a compliment, but it also meant that summers were particularly hot and winters were particularly cold.
Fortunately, there was more than one green air conditioner in the bookstore. With Yingying by his side, getting closer made it naturally cool.
Zhou Ze picked up his coffee and took a sip. Yingying had spent the day with Doctor Lin, and the two women had even gone shopping together. Zhou Ze noticed that Yingying had brought back a lot of stockings.
Recently, because of the old Taoist's matter, the atmosphere in the bookstore seemed a bit depressing. Xu Qinglang treated every meal like "the Last Supper," making it very lavish. At noon, he had even made mashed potatoes…
He felt it was time for Yingying to wear white stockings to bring some good luck.
His face was serious, calm, and composed, but his mind was thinking about these things. Actually, this should be considered a basic skill for men.
Unfortunately,
The tree desires tranquility, but the wind won't stop,
Fangfang walked over carrying a large express box, pushed open the bookstore door, and called out to Zhou Ze:
“Boss, Lu You's package!”
The old Taoist wasn't here,
So the package was placed on the coffee table in front of Zhou Ze.
The box was large but not very heavy; otherwise, Fangfang wouldn't have brought it over herself. According to Fangfang, she was delicate and easily blown over, so how could she move heavy things?
“Where’s the old Taoist?”
“He went out, Boss.”
“Oh.”
The old Taoist had been going out more frequently lately,
Giving off a sense of final indulgence.
“Since the old Taoist isn’t here, let’s open his package first.”
“Okay, Boss.”
Yingying stepped forward, not reaching for scissors or a knife, and directly used her fingernails to cut open the sealing tape, then grabbed the edges with both hands and pulled outward.
“Crack…”
The express box was torn open,
Revealing the contents inside.
No wonder it wasn't heavy. This time, it wasn't a person inside the package, but clothes.
Yingying took out the clothes and spread them out in front of Zhou Ze. “Boss, the old Taoist bought such flamboyant clothes.”
“Those are funeral clothes.”
“Oh, the old Taoist is really planning ahead. Is he really starting to prepare for his own funeral?”
Yingying could understand this behavior. She had always been prepared to be burned by the Boss during the Hungry Ghost Festival, and for that purpose, she had even designed several styles of bamboo beds for herself.
When you can calmly face and choose death,
You can naturally settle your mind and add some ritual to your funeral.
“That’s not right, even if the old Taoist wanted to have funeral clothes made, he wouldn’t choose such flamboyant colors. He might order a new Taoist robe, but not this…”
Zhou Ze turned the express box over,
And looked for something,
The place of origin was Jinling again.
The last package with the two “little friends” also came from this place.
However,
This time, a phone number was actually left.
Zhou Ze took out his phone and dialed the number.
“Beep… Beep… Beep…”
The call went through,
But no one answered.
Putting down the phone,
Zhou Ze stroked his chin with his hand,
If it really was the funeral clothes sent by that person, what did it mean?
Preparing for the old Taoist's funeral in advance?
That shouldn't be the case.
According to Zhou Ze's previous guess, the remnant soul of some former Prefecture Lord had appeared in the Yang world, plundering life, probably to extend the old Taoist's life.
But now they had sent funeral clothes again,
Could it be that he had guessed wrong?
Perhaps the family bonds of the Prefecture Lord lineage weren't that strong, or maybe the old Taoist had successfully made his ancestors give up on treating him?
Zhou Ze picked up the funeral clothes again and examined them, confirming that it was just an ordinary set of funeral clothes, with no other tricks.
At this moment, Zhou Ze seemed to suddenly think of something and said to Yingying:
“That mask, find it.”
“Okay, Boss.”
Yingying went upstairs and quickly ran down with the silver mask.
“Boss, this mask is shaking.”
Zhou Ze took the mask,
Without hesitation,
He put the mask on his face.
…………
The familiar large table, the familiar dim space,
The familiar chubby hands, the familiar round face.
Boss Zhou was now familiar with this communicator, which originally belonged to the Law Enforcement Team, and he no longer felt the novelty of using it for the first time.
“Thump!”
Sure enough,
The doll wearing a red bellyband with the word "Meat" written on it flipped over and stood up, moving very nimbly.
Then,
It stopped about ten meters away from Zhou Ze,
And then,
It grabbed its head with both hands,
“Crack,”
It took its head off.
Boss Zhou let out a sigh in his heart, Don't tell me?
Next,
Was a thirty-minute game of "kicking its own head like a ball."
…………
Taking off the mask,
Zhou Ze looked tired,
This was still the result of him having learned from his previous experience and ending the game early; otherwise, this boring game might have continued.
Just like last time,
No matter what he shouted, asked, or said,
The other party just kept kicking the ball, kicking the ball, and kicking the ball again,
Seeming to be addicted to this game and unable to break free.
Rubbing his temples and yawning, Zhou Ze turned his face and found that Yingying, who had been sitting next to him, had actually fallen asleep, leaning on his shoulder.
Some subtle changes,
Were actually happening all the time.
Looking at the girl beside him, Zhou Ze really had a sense of raising her;
Other men chasing goddesses would often say that they would use their sincerity to watch her coldness melt away bit by bit;
That sentence here,
Became so down-to-earth.
Zhou Ze's fingertip gently slid across Yingying's lips,
Sensing the softness and delicacy of her lips,
In life,
There was always this kind of plain but real beauty.
However,
The silver mask that Zhou Ze had just thrown on the coffee table was now shaking again.
Was it not finished playing yet?
Just then,
The little monkey ran down from the stairs,
The old Taoist sometimes took it with him when he went out,
Hmm,
But there were some times when it wasn’t appropriate to take it.
So,
The little monkey was staying in the bookstore today.
When Zhou Ze and Yingying weren’t in the bedroom, it would go to Zhou Ze’s room and play games on Yingying’s high-end computer. It should have come down to find something to eat.
“Come here.”
Zhou Ze waved to the little monkey.
The little monkey obediently ran over and jumped onto the coffee table.
“The latest VR game, put it on.”
Zhou Ze pointed to the silver mask next to him.
The little monkey was stunned for a moment, but it still picked up the mask and put it on its face.
And then,
The little monkey stopped moving and sat there.
Alright,
Someone will be there to kick the ball with you in my place.
Boss Zhou continued to turn his face and observe the girl beside him.
Yingying was wearing a blue dress today, her hair hanging down over her shoulders, not dazzling, but giving people a very comfortable feeling.
Zhou Ze thought of stockings again,
Boss Zhou never denied that he had some special preferences for stockings,
Of course,
Most normal men have this kind of preference, and there’s nothing to be ashamed of.
The phone rang at this moment. Zhou Ze frowned slightly. He hated being disturbed when he wanted to enjoy life quietly, but he looked at the caller ID:
“Politically Correct!”
He sighed helplessly,
And pressed the answer button.
“Hey, Boss, we're done here and have already boarded the high-speed train. We should be back by evening.”
Old Zhang's words were filled with excitement, obviously, he was eager to return to his post and serve the people.
“Okay, I’ll have Old Xu prepare more dishes tonight.”
Hanging up the phone,
Zhou Ze pursed his lips,
Old Zhang and the others were about to come back,
Lawyer An, who went to the Northeast, still had no news,
But it was about time,
Once the staff was complete,
The trip to the Northeast really had to be put on the agenda.
There had been a lot of things lately, miscellaneous and chaotic, making Boss Zhou feel that even staying in the bookstore was a mess in his head, and it was really better to run out and get some fresh air.
Right,
What was I thinking about just now?
Oh,
Right,
Stockings.
Zhou Ze prepared to gently pick up Yingying,
She was asleep,
But how could it be comfortable lying on the sofa,
She should go back to bed.
Zhou Ze was very careful,
Although he knew that he would probably wake Yingying up,
But he also knew that even if Yingying was awakened, she would pretend to be unaware and continue to sleep,
The two of them had this kind of tacit understanding.
Unfortunately,
There seemed to be more people disrupting things today,
The monkey also came to make trouble.
The little monkey, who had put on the mask not long ago, suddenly jumped onto the floor tiles,
Spread its arms,
And let out an angry roar:
“Squeak squeak squeak!!!!!! Roar!!!!!!”
The little monkey's body began to grow continuously,
Until it turned into a demon monkey!
“Boss, what’s wrong?”
Yingying opened her eyes, waking up just at the right moment.
Zhou Ze didn’t say anything, but stood up, left the sofa, and walked to the demon monkey.
The aura on the demon monkey’s body was very strong, but it was constantly restrained around its body, and did not cause too much turbulence.
At this time,
The silver mask had cracked lines, but it was still worn on the demon monkey’s face, but it only covered the general idea, after all, the demon monkey’s face was really big now.
The demon monkey’s eyes were still tightly closed,
When Zhou Ze approached it,
Stripes of purple actually appeared on the demon monkey’s body, constantly intertwining and flashing on it.
Boss Zhou, who had just raised his fist, slowly lowered it again.
He suddenly felt that it was a bit unfair,
So when he was talking to the other party,
The other party was just kicking a ball with him,
Change a monkey,
And the other party started to impart skills?