Chapter 62 Ten-Li Long Carriage (Part 1)
Having dropped his fan, Xu Qinglang re-folded those things, preparing to go home and assemble his computer.
“Bad luck, I guess.” Zhou Ze didn't take it seriously, but instead went outside the store and lit a cigarette.
The morning sun was still quite pleasant.
Bai Yingying didn't like the sun, which might be related to her identity and nature, but she wasn't like the zombies in old Hong Kong movies who would turn to ashes upon touching sunlight.
According to Xu Qinglang, Bai Yingying, nourished by Madam Bai's soul for two hundred years, was no longer an ordinary being. Although not as terrifying as the drought demon, she was no longer a low-level little zombie.
The reality was indeed so. If Bai Yingying was willing, she could completely change her appearance and integrate into urban life under another identity.
But her soul blood was in his hands, and she couldn't leave. Moreover, she seemed unwilling to leave, as a lightning strike might kill her someday; after all, she wasn't well-received by the heavens.
“Smoke less, you’re smoking too much now.”
The little sister-in-law also walked out of the store, seemingly planning to go out and have fun.
Zhou Ze ignored her.
Actually, Zhou Ze was quite envious of her. Having grown up in a honeypot, she was simple and innocent, but that was also a kind of happiness.
Unlike himself, a child who grew up in an orphanage, he always had an innate sense of insecurity. Anyone who wanted to improve would spare no effort to do so.
Like his childhood friend Wang Ke, who worked tirelessly day and night, not even knowing when his wife went out to get her hair done.
People,
seemed to be brought to mind so easily, because a red car quickly drove up to the road in front of Zhou Ze's store.
Out stepped acquaintances: Wang Ke's wife and that little loli.
“Hello, Auntie, hello, Uncle.”
The little loli greeted them obediently.
The little sister-in-law couldn't help but squat down and reach out to pinch the little loli's cheek, saying, "This little doll is so cute."
The woman smiled at Zhou Ze and said, "I'm going to get my hair done. She'll read here for a while."
"Okay," Zhou Ze replied.
The woman thanked him, then turned and went back to the car, driving away with a very eager twist.
The little sister-in-law also took a taxi and left, reminding Zhou Ze again to help her cover up before leaving.
At the entrance of the store, the little loli stood beside Zhou Ze, who was squatting there smoking a cigarette.
“You haven’t come back, have you?” Zhou Ze suddenly said.
“Uncle, what are you talking about?” The little loli was a little confused, innocent and cute.
“Heh.”
Zhou Ze reached out and patted the little loli's head.
“Let’s go, let’s go read.”
Zhou Ze chose *Guwen Guanzhi* (Anthology of Classical Prose) for the little loli and handed it to her, then said, "How are your grades in school?"
“My grades are very good,” the little loli said proudly.
“Do you have any hobbies?” Zhou Ze asked again.
“I can dance ballet and I’m learning to play the piano,” the little loli replied.
“Want something to drink?”
“I want to drink cola.” After saying that, the little loli stuck out her tongue. “Mom doesn’t usually let me drink it.”
Zhou Ze nodded and went next door to Xu Qinglang to get a can of cola.
“Here.”
The little loli took the cola and sweetly said:
“Thank you, Uncle.”
After taking a sip of cola, the little loli turned another page of the book and began to read it with relish.
“You’ve come back.”
Zhou Ze, holding a glass of water, suddenly said.
The cutesy expression on the little loli's face gradually faded, replaced by a kind of adult-like maturity.
Raising the book in her hand,
"When I realized I shouldn't have read this book, it was too late."
The little loli was holding the *Guwen Guanzhi* that Zhou Ze had given her at the beginning, and not the vernacular or children's version.
“What are you here for?” Zhou Ze asked.
Was the one in Rong City already dealt with?
So, she was back?
“I just came back from hell. I missed you, so I came to see you.” The little loli stood up, tilted her head slightly, looked at Zhou Ze, and smiled, “I found that you’re quite lazy and very passive at work.”
“I don’t understand what you mean,” Zhou Ze asked.
“The attendance sheet shows that my performance in this area has been the worst recently.” The little loli licked her lips. “I told you to take care of it, but I didn’t tell you to be this lazy.”
“Attendance sheet?” Zhou Ze’s heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
“What? Is there a problem? Did you think being a ghost messenger doesn’t require performance reviews?” the little loli asked back.
“Can you… show me?”
“Why don’t you ask why I can’t just give it to you?”
The little loli moved closer to Zhou Ze. She wanted to look him in the eye, but she was too short. After getting closer, Zhou Ze ended up looking down at her.
This made her very uncomfortable.
She waved her hand immediately,
and said angrily:
“Pick me up.”
Zhou Ze bent down and picked up the little loli, allowing her eyes to meet his.
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking.” The little loli caressed Zhou Ze's chin with her cold fingers for a while. “Do you really want to get promoted?”
Zhou Ze nodded.
There was nothing to be ashamed of admitting.
“I can give you some hope. I’ll be going to Rong City in a while. After I solve the troublemaker there, I might get a chance to be promoted.
At that time, my original position can be transferred to you, as long as you improve my performance again next month.”
The little loli dangled a carrot in front of Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze understood a bit. The little loli's behavior was a bit like someone who originally worked at a company, but then gave their task to someone else to do for them while they did freelance work.
“Perhaps, I can look forward to another possibility,” Zhou Ze said.
“What possibility?”
“You die in Rong City, and then the position will naturally become mine.”
From the bottom of his heart, Zhou Ze didn't want that person to have an accident. After all, the other party had helped him once in his dream last time.
As for why he spoke so directly, it was simple. There was no need for too many twists and turns between them.
“Heh…”
The little loli didn't get angry or upset. Instead, she jumped out of Zhou Ze's arms, put her hands behind her back, and said:
“Do you think that person still has a chance? You don’t know how many ghost messengers have come this time.”
“You shouldn’t explain to me,” Zhou Ze re-lit a cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring, and said, “An explanation is saying that you’re also afraid.”
“Don’t flatter him or yourself.” The little loli turned around, her deep eyes staring at Zhou Ze. “Aren’t you a doctor? Why would you expect me to die?
Aren’t I cute?”
“Yo, what a cute child, where did she come from?”
Bai Yingying happened to come down from the second floor at this time. When she saw the little loli, she immediately walked over happily, preparing to hug the child.
“Madam Bai?”
The little loli frowned slightly.
“Um…”
Even if Bai Yingying was stupid, she knew that the person in front of her wasn’t some neighbor’s child.
“Oh, your old neighbor has successfully cultivated merit and gone down. You are the shell she left behind.” The little loli glared at Zhou Ze. “You keep her by your side, no wonder there are fewer ghosts taking the initiative to come to you!”
“You are?” Bai Yingying asked timidly.
“My time is running out. I’m just here to remind you. I’m not afraid that you have other intentions. Who wouldn’t have other intentions?”
The little loli raised her head and walked to the bookshelf,
“I’ll be back in a month. I don’t know if you can take over my position, and I don’t know if I can secure a promotion.
But if you don’t improve my performance next month,
then there’s no need for you to stay in this world. Go back to your hell and wait to drink Meng Po soup.”
After saying these words, the little loli tilted her head, and her whole body fainted. Immediately afterward, a black light suddenly rose up,
biu!
And shot directly into the ground!
“Boss, who is she? Is she a judge?” Bai Yingying asked Zhou Ze.
“She’s a ghost messenger. I’m a temporary worker, and she’s tenured.” Zhou Ze picked up the sleeping little loli, carried her to the boss’s chair behind his counter, and covered her with a blanket.
“She’s just a ghost messenger. I don’t think she’s as imposing as a judge.”
“Have you seen a judge?”
“No.”
“What will your Madam be when she goes down?”
“I don’t know, but she should be able to get an imperial title in hell.”
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a police uniform pushed open the door of the bookstore and walked in.
As soon as he came in,
he felt that the temperature in this bookstore seemed to have risen a bit, and Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying simultaneously felt a sense of discomfort.
As if they were sitting on pins and needles.
Zhou Ze turned around and looked at him. He was wearing a police hat, and the national emblem on it shone brightly in the reflection of the outside sunlight.
He had a square face, thick lips, a large build, and was quite imposing.
“Boss, recommend some good books to read. I’m going on a business trip later, something to kill time on the road,” the police uncle said, taking off his hat and scratching his scalp.
“Oh, okay.”
Zhou Ze smiled slightly, carefully observed the other person for a while, and confirmed that he wasn’t a ghost.
Only then did he turn around, go to the bookshelf, find a few books, and hand them to him.
The police uncle reached out and took the stack of books. When he saw the first one, he was stunned. It was actually *Basic Knowledge of Public Security*.
When he turned to the second one,
the police uncle was stunned again. It was *The People's Police Law of the People's Republic of China*.
There were two more below, namely: *The Theory and Practice of Dispute Resolution* and *Explanation of Capturing and Fighting Techniques*.
The police uncle took a deep breath, as if thinking about how to phrase his words, and then put down the books in his hand,
“I misspoke just now. I’m going on a trip with my son. I’m afraid he’ll be bored on the road, so I’m buying him some books to pass the time. He likes to read horror books.”
“Oh, I see.”
Zhou Ze took out two books from the box below and handed them to the other person again,
namely: *Horror Web Novels* and *Horror Broadcast*.
The police uncle nodded in satisfaction:
“This is good.”