Late Night Bookstore

　　 "Well, am I guessing wrong?"

　　 The dwarf old man tilted his head,

　　 "Dao Xing regressed again, alas."

　　The dwarf old man took out a cigarette and smoked it on his own, very sad.

　　Zhou Zeping regained his emotions, he could not always say, you seem to be so reasonable?

　　 "Senior Senior, I came to ask about the ghost mission."

　　 "Ghost mission?" The dwarf old man frowned. "I said that you have nothing to do with asking the ghost mission. This group of people is not so good. You have to hide from them when you meet them.

　　 You have a physical body and can survive. This is a great chance. Steal the music with care. "

　　 said the old man very incomprehensiblely.

　　 Zhou Ze frowned slightly. The old man in front of him couldn't see that he was a ghost.

　　Although he is a temporary worker, by the means of this old man's previous deduction, it is definitely not a half barrel of water, but he has never been able to find his ghostly identity.

　　Does this mean that Little Loli really takes herself as a temporary worker, and besides a so-called "gate of hell", she actually has other important things that she has not given herself at all?

　　 Xu Qinglang once said that the loli came and hurried away, certainly not really want to take over the shift, she just had something to do, and temporarily caught herself as a free brave man.

　　 The reason for grasping yourself as a strong man is also very simple. Isn't it that you value yourself not to take the initiative to cause trouble, and don't cause trouble for her in the shift?

But this identity must be mastered by Zhou Ze. He has been ruined once in his life. In this life, he must be completely in his hands. The ghostly identity is the best amulet for him. Don't be reduced to the black house panic.

　　Zhou Ze opened his palm to the old man and let the logo appear in front of the old man.

　　 The old man's complexion immediately froze, and then his breathing slowed down for a moment, and at the same time his eyeball "Zi walked", and then suddenly realized:

　　 "I get it, the girl with long tongue pulls you out of the contemporary class."

　　The gnome old man carried his hands on his back and circled around the mound like he was thinking about something. Zhou Ze didn't bother him with a sound beside him.

　　 Finally, the old man asked again: "What do you want to do when you ask the old man what the **** is going on?"

　　 "For the harmony of hell, the peace of the sun, and better contribute your strength."

　　 "Oh." The old man shook his head and nodded again, "Hey, the old man knows what you want to do, and you want to replace the girl with the long tongue?"

　　Zhou Ze did not refute,

　　 No refutation means default.

　　 "The solution is not without it, and it is very simple." The gnomish old man murmured, "I will tell you that you brought me so many gifts tonight."

　　 "Hear your ears and listen."

　　 "In the Confucian Temple, all the saints live, the saints are on the road, people walk on the earth, the ghosts go to the bridge, and the saints have an insight.

　　You said, is this the case? "

　　 "Yes." Zhou Ze nodded.

"The girl with the long tongue gives you this key, which is equivalent to giving you half of your identity, but she can take it away at any time." The gnome old man groaned: "But as long as you enter the Confucian Temple, the old man and I will pray to the saint personally, you are here again The saint expressed his position in front of him, made a guarantee, and expressed his determination.

　　 is to make the beautiful words you said before more beautiful, as long as one of the saints nods, your identity is considered true.

　　 But there is one thing to avoid, the sage looks like a torch, and has insight into everything. Once you have misgivings, or do something extraordinary in the future, then the sanctions are in addition to the sages and the anger of the saints! "

　　 The gnomish old man looked serious.

　　 "It's that simple?" Zhou Ze asked rhetorically.

　　 "How difficult it is." The gnome old man sighed, "If you want to win the saint's favor and give you your identity, this can only be a way, a way to try it tentatively."

　　 Zhou Ze nodded and said, "Then try it."

　　The gnome old man walked to the door of the Confucian Temple and blew a breath into it. The sound of "click" came from behind the door. The latch of the big mahogany door should have fallen.

　　 "You go first and say in front of the saint's portrait. Next, the old man will arrange it for you."

　　 Zhou Ze reached out and pushed open the door, looked at the dwarf old man beside him, and saw the other party standing still, a bit strange:

　　 "Seniors don't go in with me?"

　　 "I laughed, I'm just a running dog under the sage, how dare you go blind to the sage, you have half of your body, but go in."

　　Zhou Ze hesitated for a while, or took a step and walked in.

　　 The old man gently folded his hands, and the wooden door closed again.

　　 "Talk to the saint!"

　　 Then, the old man took out another cigarette and bite it in his mouth. Without burning, the cigarette burned directly.

　　 After smoking a cigarette, the old man smiled, took off his percussion drum, and hit hard!

　　 only heard a crisp sound,

　　 The old man shouted in his throat:

　　 "It's dry and dry, watch out for candles!"

　　 Then,

　　 is another gong sound:

　　 "It's dry and dry, watch out for candles!"

　　 The old man knocked on the gong and sang and danced in front of the Confucian Temple.

　　He is short and bouncing, making him even more blatant.

　　 "Boy, you continue to talk more with the saint's portrait and express your position, the old man will help you to listen to the sky!"

　　The gnome old man shouted into the Confucian Temple.

　　 "Okay, hardworking senior."

　　Zhou Ze's voice came from behind the wall.

　　 "No hard work, no hard work. In the future, you will bring me a few more cigarettes. It will be good to see me from time to time. My husband has no children and grandchildren.

　　 There is no shortage of food and drink in the Confucian Temple, but I dare not touch the things in front of the saint's master who gave me ten guts. "

　　 The dwarf old man "hahaha" laughed,

　　 Then he continued to knock his gong happily.

　　 "It's dry and dry, watch out for candles!"

　　 "Bang!" Gong sounded!

　　 "It's dry and dry, watch out for candles!"

　　 "Bang!" Gong sounded.

　　 The gong sounded lower than once,

　　At the same time, the stick of the dwarf old man wrapped in white cloth began to soak into the blood.

　　 at the beginning,

　　Blood is just a touch of stars, but as the gong is knocked over and over again, the blood begins to spread.

　　 began to thicken and also became dazzling,

　　 to the end,

　　 Every time a gnome old man tapped, he could knock out a large amount of blood plasma, which printed and dyed his clothes, and also made his original image of being stern and sturdy, stained with some terrible!

　　 "The sky is dry, small! Heart! Fire! Candle!"

"boom!"

　　 The last gong,

　　The dwarf old man threw the gongs and drums with blood in his hands directly into the temple of literature, and shouted in his throat:

　　 "The sage opened his eyes, evil spirits received the law!"

　　 finished the last voice,

　　 If the whole person is shocked, his body will become more blurred than before, and there is even a faint tendency to loosen.

　　 But he smiled wildly and shouted at the same time:

　　 "Are you comfortable, are you comfortable now!"

　　 "Uncomfortable."

　　Zhou Ze's voice came from behind the fence.

　　 "It's just right to be uncomfortable. Later generations, the old man will teach you again today, what is impermanent and unpredictable!

　　 The heart is separated from the belly, let alone a ghost!

　　 The old man's merits of escorting out Yi Jiazi's accompaniment, and ask the saint to kill you! "

　　 "I and you...have hatred?"

　　Zhou Ze's voice came from the other side of the wall, with a deep puzzlement.

　　 "Chou? Of course there is hatred!" The dwarf old man was in a trance, but he continued to shout: "The old man does not go into rebirth, does not fall into reincarnation, and does not go to life!"

　　 has been accompanying this literary temple day and night, waiting for these ancestors,

in order,

　　 Isn't it just to accumulate a little bit of virtue for future generations, and to make Yin and Yin descendants?

　　The old man's vein has been sparse due to his ancestors, so the old man has no choice but to stay here, only to keep the incense burning!

　　 But a year ago, the oldest son of the old man, the single pass heir, actually disappeared!

　　What's the point of letting me be my grandson's servant and grandson? "

　　 cried the gnome old man,

　　 "Is it interesting to accompany these clay tire statues every day?

　　 Hahaha, God has eyes, that day, ‘washing the door’ for the first incense, I just glanced at you and borrowed a cigarette for smoking.

　　 didn't see anything at all,

　　 Today I just made a good deal, just go to your Liuwei Dihuang Wan!

　　 You let the old man figure out that you and my last generation's grandchildren are inseparably connected!

　　 This is the reason you made, and you will take the fruit today!

　　The old man exchanges you with the merit of 60 years of escort,

　　You are worth it! You are not lost! "

　　 "Your descendant, died on the operating table?" Zhou Ze behind the wall asked.

　　 "No, he didn't die on the operating table, he died in a car accident."

　　 The dwarf old man wiped his tears. Although his figure was blurred a lot, his tears also seemed to have blood-red spots.

　　 "I didn't drive a car in my last life."

　　Zhou Ze also wanted to say that he was also killed by a car in his previous life.

　　 "The **** of the drunk driver, he should have died, and Yang Shou should have finished, but you just rescued him on the operating table and gave him a life of forty months!

　　Finally, his time arrived and died in a car accident due to drunk driving, but it also caused my lovely great-great-great-great-great-grandson~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to go together in a car accident.

You said,

　　 Is this your cause and effect?

　　 Is this a sin you made?

　　 Is this the debt you owe! "

　　 "Your brain circuit is really powerful." Zhou Ze sighed.

　　The pygmy old man who slowly recovered from the hyperactive state of revenge suddenly found a very strange thing. It stands to reason that he folded his servant merit and asked a saint in the Temple of Literature to open his eyes once.

　　According to the consistent urinary nature of those mud tire saints, they are lazy to death on weekdays, as long as there are ghosts in front of their eyes, even the genuine ghosts can be killed together, not to mention the genuine Zhou Ze?

　　Zhou Ze should not be under the glance of the saint, the soul is falling apart, the soul is drifting, is suffering great pain?

　　How do you feel relaxed every time you respond to yourself?

　　 This is wrong,

　　 This is not right!

　　 "Why are you okay, why are you okay!"

　　The dwarf old man suddenly shouted,

　　 But he has the brain to give away the merits of a servant!

　　Zhou Ze came out from behind the other side of the wall,

　　 looked at the gnome old man.

　　 The temple of the Confucian Temple is surrounded by a rectangular wall. Before Zhou Ze spoke, he stood outside the other wall, so when the gnome old man stood at the front entrance, it sounded like Zhou Ze stood in the temple and answered himself.

　　 If the whole dwarf elder was shocked, he looked incredulously at Zhou Ze, who appeared outside the Temple of Literature,

　　 "Why are you out, how are you out!"

　　 Zhou Ze poked his mouth towards the back and said:

　　 "You have been in this unit for so long,

　　Don’t even know that it is actually possible to walk through the back door? "