The bookstore was closed, and the lights were on inside
Generally speaking, the bookstore would be closed occasionally during the day and open at night, but who asked the boss to go to bed early tonight?
Since the boss was lazy, his employees were naturally happy to be lazy. Most importantly, without the boss, even if they had customers, they couldnât pack and deliver packages for them, so they might as well not bother.
The old priest and Xu Qinglang sat on the sofa with two glasses of red wine on the coffee table beside them.
Red wine was the money from the bookshopâs account, and it was expensive. The entire bookshop was filled with the smell of salted fish and corruption, which was a bad atmosphere from the top down.
In fact..,
at the beginning, everyone enjoyed the food, clothing, and expenses in moderation, but after boss Zhouâs coffee and tea became more and more advanced, the people below naturally became more efficient.
After all..,
even the poorest people in the entire bookstore enjoyed such high-class things,
there was no need for us, who had a lot of money, to make do with it, right?
The little monkey squatted on the bar counter, with peanuts in front of it. It ate happily by itself. It was neither annoying nor torturous. If someone wanted to play with it, it would play with it. If no one wanted to play with it, it would play by itself. It was very obedient.
The old priest also bought it a tight hoop and a kasaya. He also ordered a golden cudgel from a certain treasure. This was just to satisfy his own evil taste.
Thinking about how great sage Sun was being nurtured by him, it was full of pride and satisfaction.
The boss also told him that when he fought with the monkey for 300 rounds, the monkeyâs âIron Cudgelâwas really scary.
The old priest believed it,
but he did not expect that the âIron rodâthat the boss mentioned was not the iron rod that he had thought of.
The monkey did not like things like tight hoops, nor did he like the rod. Instead, he liked the kasaya. When he had nothing to do, he would wrap the kasaya around his body like a cape. Surprisingly, it could also reveal a little bit of Buddha nature.
The old priest had been to Mount Emei. The monkeys there were not afraid of people. They would even take the initiative to look for tourists to eat. If he was unlucky and encountered the monkeyâs âGrumpy elder brotherâ,
if they did not give it to them, the monkeys would still come and snatch it.
But even then, the monkeys in Mount Emei were also known as having âBuddha Natureâ.
But compared to his own monkey smash, it was really far from that. He could play with his cell phone, cut songs, and even take a taxi. The last time, Monkey Smash had taken a taxi to General Mountain to treat the bossâs illness.
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in the old priestâs eyes, no matter how outstanding his child was, it was not as cute as his own child.
The old priest had said more than once that he had no children in his life. Although he had helped a lot of poor students, he did not get many calls to greet him during holidays, however, sometimes when he was not doing well, there were many calls to ask for tuition and living expenses. His words were also unpleasant, as if he owed them money and it was his fault that they could not walk out of the mountain.
This monkey was raised by the old priest as his own grandson. After all, there were times when animals understood the concept of gratitude better than humans.
âThese days are quite decadent.â
The old priest drank a mouthful of red wine and narrowed his eyes. He could not taste the quality of the red wine, so he was actually tasting how much RMB he had swallowed in this mouthful of red wine.
Thinking about the price, the taste of the red wine came out.
After swallowing the red wine..,
the old priest stretched his old waist, let out a soft sigh, and said,
âDo you think there are still plainclothes watching outside our bookstore?â
âI donât know.â
âDonât you know spells?â
âYou donât know my level, itâs just half a bucket of water.âXu Qinglang was honest. âBut you, your ancestors were also generous, didnât you think of picking up spells to practice?â
âItâs long lost. What about you? Donât you want to practice again?â
âWhatâs the point of practicing? Itâs good to eat and drink now. We can enjoy the different scenery while enjoying our own soy sauce. In fact, his attitude toward life is the most comfortable. If heâs really like that boss of yours in Chengdu, then weâll have to live our lives with our heads tied to our waists.
âExcitement is excitement..,
âBut thinking about it now, itâs still more comfortable now.â
âForget it, forget it. Letâs go to sleep on our foreheads.â
The old priest finished the rest of the red wine in one gulp. He greeted Xu Qinglang and asked, âArenât you going to sleep?â
âItâs said that moonlight is good for the skin. Iâm basking in the Moon.â
Xu Qinglang pointed at the mask on his face,
it was as if he was absorbing the essence of the Moon.
âTch, youâre crazy.â
The old priest yawned and greeted monkey. Then, he walked up the stairs. When he reached the second floor, the old priest and monkey shivered together.
âHissâ¦â
Damn it,
this MOTHERF * cking air-conditioning was too much, wasnât it,
so Cold?
The old priest subconsciously crossed his arms and walked in. He walked to the door of the bossâbedroom first because there was still white gas leaking out from the crack in the door.
Obviously..,
this was the source.
âKnock, Knock, knockâ¦â
The old Taoist knocked on the door,
âBoss, the air conditioner is broken. The power is too strong.â
There was no response inside,
the old Taoist could not care about anything else at this time. He could only open the door by himself. Otherwise, he was really worried that he would go into hibernation unconsciously when he slept at night.
The door was pushed open. The old Taoist poked his head inside and was stunned.
On the bed,
there was a man and a woman,
of course,
the old Taoist would occasionally fantasize about what would happen when the boss and the White Yingying went to bed every night. Although he also knew that Yingying was a zombie and that the waterways were frozen, as an old driver, the old Taoist knew that there were many other ways to exercise, this was the real mood and fun.
The posture on the bed,
was very harmonious,
it was much more harmonious than the old priest had imagined.
The boss lay on Yingyingâs lap,
yingying sat on the bed, her hands on the bossâs face.
Even though the old priest himself came in, the two of them still did not move, as if they were sleeping so soundly that they did not even notice that someone had come in.
From time to time, white gas rose from the bossâs body,
and most of the white gas was sucked into the nose of the White Yingying,
a small amount of it escaped and became the main culprit that caused the surrounding temperature to drop.
This scene..,
was exactly like the scene where the fox demon or the female ghost in the late-night Hong Kong and Taiwan movies that the old priest liked to watch sucked the manâs Yang Energy.
The old priest hesitated for a moment,
he did not know if he was shouting, âHey, female zombie, let go of my boss!â
Or shouting, âYo, is the oriole comfortable? Donât suck the Boss Dry.â
The old Taoist did not believe that Yingying would take the initiative to absorb the bossâthings. She had lived under the same roof as this female zombie for a long time. If the female zombie really had second thoughts about the boss, she would not have risked her life to save him in general mountain.
After taking a few steps closer, the old Taoist was able to take a closer look.
He discovered that half of Yingyingâs originally white hair had turned black,
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was she healing her injuries?
The Boss was helping Yingying replenish her vitality?
The old Daoist thought of the âJade Maiden Heart Sutraâand thought that this cultivation technique was really strange. He had to lie on the bed before he could practice.
Then he looked at the boss,
the old Daoist suddenly realized that the bossâs expression was very painful,
it was as if he was having a nightmare, and he looked very uncomfortable.
Damn it,
was he cultivating to the point of going crazy?
The old priest gritted his teeth and didnât care anymore. He picked up a book beside him and poked the boss in the chest, but the boss still didnât respond.
The old priest simply took the book and hit the boss in the chest,
âPa!â
The sound was very loud,
the boss still didnât wake up, but Bai Yingying suddenly opened her eyes,
the female zombieâs eyes were ice-cold, and in an instant, her nature was revealed. She was a zombie, and heaven, Earth, man, and God abandoned her. Her usual naivety was only for Zhou Ze.
At this moment, she looked as if she had woken up and glanced at the old priest.
The old priest sucked in a breath of cold air,
he felt that the temperature around him had become even colder.
âYingying, itâs me, itâs this poor priestâ¦â
The old priest said while shivering.
Bai Yingying was expressionless,
she first looked at the old priest,
then, she lowered her head to look at Zhou Ze in her arms,
then..,
she seemed to have noticed that her hair color had changed. She seemed to have realized something and immediately got off the bed. Then, she knelt down beside the bed.
âBoss, Yingying didnât do it on purpose. I donât know what happened to Yingying, but she suddenly fell asleep.
âYingying really didnât absorb bossâs murderous aura on purpose. She really didnât do it on purpose.â
Yingying knelt on the ground with an extremely sincere and perturbed expression. She was like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting for the adults to punish her.
Uh..
The old priest pondered,
should he also kneel and adapt to the situation?
But it didnât seem like he had anything to do with it.
At this moment,
zhou Ze, who was unable to continue his âSleepâstate because of Bai Yingying getting out of bed..,
his body trembled slightly,
then..,
he slowly opened his eyes,
there was a crazed blood color in his eyes, filled with a chilling hysteria.
F * ck!
The old priest was so scared that his legs went weak and he knelt down,
the bossâs appearance was too terrifying.
Zhou Ze slowly sat up,
the images in the dream seemed to have not completely dispersed,
it had a feeling of âLiving a dream is a dream, living a dream is a dreamâ.
At first, Zhou Ze did not look at the old priest and Bai Yingying kneeling on the ground,
instead, he closed his eyes,
after a while, when he opened them again,
the blood in Zhou Zeâs eyes slowly faded and turned clear.
That Dream..,
ended at the most crucial and most desperate moment.
Zhou Ze was a little disappointed, but he was also a little glad.
He turned his head and looked at Bai Yingying, who was still kneeling on the ground. He noticed the change in her hair color and asked,
âI remember that I said that I would help you recover after my body recovers.â
âBossâ¦â
Seeing that Zhou Ze had misunderstood that she had taken the initiative to absorb the baleful aura from his body, Bai Yingying immediately lowered her head and explained,
âBoss, when Yingying was massaging you..,
the baleful aura from your body spread out by itself..,
after Yingying took a few breaths, she became drunk and forgot what happened after that.â
At this time, the old priest opened his mouth to help Yingying excuse herself:
âThatâs right, Boss, you canât blame Yingying for this..,
itâs you who overflowed with energy..,
meng Yiâ¦â
At this point,
the old priest bit his lips,
he lowered his head,
and gave himself a slap,
my..,
smelly mouth..