Chapter 171 A Good Meal

In the end, Zhang Yanfeng still couldn't find the corpse of the baldy monk, which made Zhou Ze somewhat unhappy. His face was gloomy as he rode back in the car.

"Boss, maybe the corpse was really washed away by the river? The person is probably dead, beyond dead."

Seeing that the boss was in a bad mood, Bai Yingying opened her mouth to comfort him.

"Yes, most of the supporting characters in ghost movies think that way at the beginning, and in the end, they all basically die."

Zhou Ze responded.

"..." Bai Yingying.

After hearing about what happened when he was in a coma from Yingying, Zhou Ze was worried about the baldy monk's "no body found."

Perhaps,

in the eyes of ordinary people,

even if he was still alive, not to mention being severely injured, even if he recovered, he was just a defeated opponent.

But Zhou Ze knew that the baldy monk's faith had been shattered. How terrible would a staunch believer become after his faith collapsed?

It really sucked to have left a leash-less old dog for himself in a dark corner.

He could only blame Ying Gou.

Perhaps in that guy's opinion,

what he was really interested in was the Buddha who might appear, so this guy almost squeezed Zhou Ze's own body dry in order to strike a pose.

If that guy had taken a few more steps at the time and completely smashed the baldy monk into mincemeat, wouldn't it have been completely safe?

No, how didn't I see that Ying Gou also had such a chuuni side?

In the past, whenever a force from hell came out, he would remain completely silent, no matter how much I called him.

This time he played so happily?

Did he become unscrupulous?

The way he was acting made one feel like he was giving up on himself and throwing caution to the wind.

Could it be that he had provoked him too much before?

Next time, should he be gentler with him?

Zhou Ze chuckled.

That guy was already several thousand years old,

and hadn't gotten over his rebellious phase yet?

That's not right, you can do whatever you want, anyway, I was in a coma at that time, we would have died if you didn't take action, but you did such a poor job of cleaning up the aftermath?

Actually,

Zhou Ze wronged Ying Gou on this point,

Ying Gou was so exasperated at the time that he actually planned to turn the baldy monk into a zombie, but he didn't have enough time and returned to his slumber.

And now,

the subordinates around Zhou Ze,

Yingying was very weak, Lawyer An and the old Daoist were still sleeping, and the dark-skinned girl who now had her weak spot in his hands had broken legs, and Lao Zhang was really just a policeman,

there was no suitable person to send out to search for the baldy monk along the river.

He found a hotel nearby, opened a few rooms, and everyone settled down temporarily.

............

The next day at noon,

Lawyer An opened his eyes in bed,

and then subconsciously covered his forehead.

What's going on?

Was his alcohol tolerance that bad?

Looking around,

Lawyer An got out of bed and saw the old Daoist lying on the opposite bed.

The old Daoist was wearing shorts,

with two hairy legs,

It was a bit of an eyesore to look at so early in the morning.

"Hey, wake up."

Lawyer An reached out and pushed the old Daoist.

The old Daoist "hmm"ed, turned over, and夹[jia] clamped the quilt tightly between his legs,

and continued to sleep.

Lawyer An went into the bathroom while捶 [chui] thumping his head and took a shower.

When he came out,

the old Daoist also sat up from the bed,

his eyes were a little dull.

"Ah ah..."

The old Daoist stretched,

"Did the poor Daoist get drunk and fall asleep yesterday?"

"It's normal for you to get drunk, it's not normal for me to get drunk."

Lawyer An glanced at the old Daoist unhappily. Something must have happened last night. If drinking a little wine could make him sleep so soundly, then why did he suffer so much from being unable to sleep before?

"Knock knock knock."

There was a knock on the door, and Yingying was standing outside.

"The boss asked me to ask if you're awake."

"Awake."

Lawyer An started to get dressed, not opening the door.

"Then let's go downstairs to eat, the boss is waiting downstairs."

............

This hotel was quite high-end, combining accommodation and catering services. The old Daoist also washed up before accompanying Lawyer An downstairs. Led by the waiter, they walked into the private room.

In the private room, Yingying was sitting next to the boss, with a black chick next to her. In addition, Zhang Yanfeng, who had changed into casual clothes, was also sitting there, with Little Monkey poking his head beside Zhang Yanfeng.

"Wow, so many dishes."

The old Daoist looked at the table full of seafood, a big table full of them. In the center was a large plate of hairy crabs, which was really unbelievable.

Was the boss so generous this time?

Lawyer An gritted his teeth,

When getting dressed,

he didn't feel his wallet.

"Here, your wallet."

Zhou Ze threw a very骚[sao] showy big leather wallet across the table.

Lawyer An didn't say anything, sat down, took back his wallet, picked up the tea in front of him, and took a big gulp.

The old Daoist also sat down, and Little Monkey immediately jumped onto the old Daoist's lap.

"What happened last night?"

Lawyer An asked.

"Ask her."

Zhou Ze was eating hairy crab with Yingying's help.

Seeing Zhou Ze eating so freely and enjoyably, Lawyer An was a little envious. He must have drunk the Other Shore Flower oral solution first to enjoy the delicious food.

Huh,

that's not right,

Lawyer An suddenly realized that there was also a bottle of Other Shore Flower oral solution in front of him.

Did the sun rise in the west!

Lawyer An's face changed suddenly,

He immediately grabbed the Other Shore Flower oral solution in his hand, and then opened it and drank it down as if he was afraid that Zhou Ze would ask for it back.

Then,

he quickly grabbed two hairy crabs and placed them in front of him.

Everyone at the table

was eating,

Even the black chick was actually eating, without the slightest gap or loss from her identity change, nor the sorrow of not being able to walk due to her broken legs. She ate and drank as she pleased, and even asked Zhou Ze to order her a bottle of Wuliangye when ordering.

People who know how to farm are indeed more capable of enduring hardship.

Biting on a crab leg, Lawyer An then asked: "What happened yesterday?"

The black chick ignored him.

"Speak."

Zhou Ze warned.

The black chick nodded and told the whole story of what happened last night.

Lawyer An and the old Daoist were stunned,

So many wonderful things happened last night,

and the two of them were just sleeping soundly next to them?

Damn it,

Buddha almost came out?

"Wait a minute."

Lawyer An suddenly grasped the key point,

"You mean, you can plant this Other Shore Flower?"

"Can."

"Hehe."

Lawyer An smiled without any decorum, rubbing his hands, "What do you need?"

"Dead souls."

"..." Lawyer An.

This price is a bit high.

Dead souls are绩点[ji dian] (academic credits), and绩点[ji dian] (academic credits) are a career.

Then, exchanging that career for the pleasure of eating,

no matter how you look at it, it's a waste of money.

"If you don't consider increasing the planting area, you don't need dead souls, just some special fertilizer," the dark-skinned girl said.

"Is it hard to find?"

"Not hard to find."

"If it's not hard to find, why did you look for dead souls to plant everywhere before?"

"Have you ever planted vegetables?"

"Huh?"

Lawyer An was also a young master before he died, and he was completely the kind who couldn't distinguish between the five grains.

"I'm talking about games."

The girl continued.

"Games?"

"Expanding the planting area is human nature."

The dark-skinned girl licked her lips and picked up her wine glass and took another sip.

"Chinese people are born with a gene that yearns to farm the land."

"In other words, you used to expand the planting area in various places just to satisfy yourself?"

"That's right."

"No other use?"

"That's right, the process of播种[bo zhong] (sowing) and harvesting is a process of self-satisfaction and self-achievement. What do I want so many Other Shore Flowers for? After the harvest, they are basically piled up there to rot."

"..." Lawyer An.

Zhou Ze was being served by Bai Yingying,

chewing the crab roe dipped in a little Zhenjiang vinegar in his mouth,

while pointing at Lawyer An and saying:

"Lao An, after things here are over, you go out with her and bring back all the Other Shore Flowers planted outside."

The storage capacity of a Tongcheng plantation is enough for everyone in the bookstore to eat and drink for so long. With the inventory in other places, in short, everyone in the bookstore can really eat to their heart's content in the future.

Even the three ghost messengers outside can be sent some by Zhou Ze. In the past, resources were scarce, but now there is no shortage of this stuff. Let's just say it's Zhou Ze, the leader, giving his employees some benefits.

"Okay, no problem."

Lawyer An's subjective initiative is very strong on this matter.

Moreover,

Lawyer An is considering even more. This Other Shore Flower oral solution is the "little yellow fish" used to socialize in the circle of ghost messengers. In the future, he can completely weave a strong network of relationships with it. Of course, it can't be given away freely, otherwise, once the news leaks out, planting Other Shore Flowers in the Yang world is a great crime.

After all, he is someone who has been in the system, and his mind is full of circles.

"By the way, Wang Ke went to the bookstore again last night. Lao Xu received him. He is very anxious about his daughter's disappearance."

Zhou Ze said.

"Hmm, what about that old man?" Lawyer An asked.

"He's here!"

Bai Yingying pointed to the suitcase next to her.

"Okay, I'll interrogate him later."

"Do you want me to accompany you?"

Zhang Yanfeng asked.

He is also a criminal police officer,

and he is also good at interrogation.

Lawyer An shook his head, continued to bite on his crab legs, and said:

"No need, your interrogation methods are too civilized."

Zhang Yanfeng smiled and said nothing more.

"By the way, what's your name?"

Lawyer An pointed to the black chick and asked.

"Zhen Meili."

"What a coincidence, I have a good friend named Zhen Guoli."

After a hearty meal,

Lawyer An stood up from his chair,

and walked to the suitcase.

He was full and ready to do business.

He laid the suitcase flat,

There was still tape on it,

He tore off the tape, opened the zipper,

and the skinny old man was lying inside, motionless.

Lawyer An reached out and kicked him.

"Hey, wake up, stop playing dead."

The old man was still motionless.

Lawyer An kicked him again,

"Wake up, get up."

The old man still didn't move.

At this time,

Everyone at the table put down the food in their hands and looked over here.

Lawyer An looked at Zhou Ze in disbelief,

pointing to the suitcase on the ground,

"Boss,

This old man,

Seems to be really dead..."