The scabby-headed monk came and left suddenly. Of course, under the old Daoist's covetous gaze, he paid the bill.
"Is this person sick, boss?"
The old Daoist asked impatiently, "I was standing at the side and listening to some of it. He actually advised you not to catch ghosts. If you don't catch ghosts, where will you get your achievements and ghost notes?"
After saying that, the old priest waved his hand and turned off the lights in the shop. Even though it was daytime, the brightness in the shop dropped a lot after turning off the lights. Then, he shouted like he was presenting a treasure,
"Monkey Smash!"
The little monkey immediately jumped over, holding two plastic fans in his hands. The fans were dyed with silver powder, and when he waved them, there was a beautiful effect.
The old priest stood in a row with monkey. Monkey and the old priest stomped their feet in unison and shouted at the same time,
"Our slogan is!"
"Work hard!
Work hard!
Work hard! "(Zhi zhi zhi zhi zhi)
"Our spirit is!"
"Fight!
Struggle!
Struggle! "(Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi)
"Our target is!"
"Hell coins!
Underworld money!
Ghost money! "(Zhi zhi zhi zhi zhi)
"Alright, retreat!"
Monkey immediately retreated and jumped back to the bar counter.
Zhou Ze didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Hell's money is justice, hell's money is everything.
Boss, don't be fooled by him. "
There was a scar on the old Taoist's chest. It was said that he had relied on the underworld money to avoid being stabbed in the heart, so he had a deep obsession with the underworld money.
Zhou Ze waved his hand, indicating that he understood.
"Eh, it's you?"
The door of the bookstore was pushed open and a young man walked in.
Zhou Ze knew this young man. He was an intern doctor at the People's Hospital. When Zhou Ze pretended to be a doctor in the hospital, he was there a few times. He had helped him out a few times.
"Why are you here?"
The young intern was very curious about Zhou Ze. He, who was naturally dumb, had not found out about the relationship between Zhou Ze and Doctor Lin. He thought that Zhou Ze was really a doctor.
Of course, it was also because Zhou Ze's medical skills were indeed superb, and the young intern doctor could not tell.
"I don't have a future as a doctor, so I went into business," Zhou Ze gave a perfunctory reply.
"Is this your bookstore?"
"Sort of."
At this moment, Tang Shi appeared at the staircase and looked at Zhou Ze.
"Take a seat first, I'll go."
The young doctor sat down at the side. The old Daoist poured tea on the table very eagerly. As long as you took the tea, it would be the minimum consumption of 100 yuan.
Zhou Ze walked up to Tang Shi. "What's wrong?"
"Are you free tomorrow?" Tang Shi asked.
"No."
"What were you planning to do tomorrow?"
"I haven't decided yet."
Tang Shi nodded, indicating that she understood. "Let's have dinner together tomorrow night."
As soon as he said that, Tang Shi and Zhou Ze frowned at the same time.
Eating together tomorrow was a normal way of socializing for ordinary people, but for these two, it was no less than torture.
Eating together tomorrow night, in their ears, could be translated as "Electric shock together tomorrow night."
"Let's drink some tea," Tang Shi corrected herself.
"A guest?"
"You can say so." Tang Shi looked around and said, "You can relax now. I won't fight with you over the maids anymore."
Zhou Ze smiled and nodded.
After chatting with Tang Shi, Zhou Ze turned around and walked back to his original position. The old Daoist and the young intern were chatting happily. The two of them looked like they were old friends.
Of course, with the old Daoist's experience, he could chat with anyone from all walks of life and become a close friend.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ze asked.
"Boss, he said that the corpses in their hospital's morgue are always damaged or lost, but he can't find out who did it. I just gave him a suggestion."
As he spoke, the old Daoist took out a plastic bottle from his pocket. It was fluorescent powder.
"Let me tell you, I'm sure it was done by someone from your hospital. You can secretly sprinkle this on the corpse. If you catch the thief, you can become an intern."
"Become an official at the Public Security Bureau?" Zhou Ze looked at the old Daoist. "Why are you giving others ideas?"
At this moment, the young intern answered the phone. It was probably urging him to return to the hospital. He hung up the phone, smiled at the old Daoist, shook his hand, and turned to leave the bookstore.
"Boss, are there really people who steal corpses?" The old Daoist asked curiously. He knew that Zhou Ze was a doctor in his previous life, so he definitely knew some inside information.
"Yes," Zhou Ze replied.
"Then why? Steal corpses for organ transplants?" The old Daoist immediately asked.
"Do you think organ transplants are that simple? The conditions for organ transplants are very harsh. It's basically impossible to steal corpses from the morgue for organ transplants.
"Generally speaking, in the past, we could send them to some medical schools or research institutes for dissection experiments. After all, human corpses are not lab rats, and experimental subjects are very rare.
"There are also some people who are more superstitious and will steal corpses to perform ghost marriages. There are also some people who think that drinking powder made from corpses' skulls can cure diseases. In short, there are all kinds of theories, so the phenomenon of corpse theft is actually quite serious, but now that the country has implemented cremation, it's much better."
"Grind the skull into powder and drink it?
Do you want to use it as pearl powder? "The old Daoist made a vomiting gesture.
Zhou Ze sat down at his seat by the window again. A Nissan stopped in front of the bookstore, and a person got out of the car. It was a person who had returned to his hometown.
"You're back!"
The old Daoist was very excited when he saw Xu Qinglang's figure. He was tired of eating takeout, so he missed Xu Qinglang's days in the shop.
Zhou Ze was very calm, but he also let out a long sigh of relief in his heart. His sour plum juice was almost finished.
Xu Qinglang did not come in. Instead, he waved at Zhou Ze and squatted down at the entrance of the shop.
He looked like he had a lot on his mind.
Zhou Ze walked out of the shop and stood beside him. After some thought, he squatted down as well.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ze asked.
Xu Qinglang was not in a hurry to answer. Instead, he handed Zhou Ze a cigarette and sighed.
"I went home for a blind date."
"It's a happy occasion," Zhou Ze said.
"Sigh."
"You didn't hit it?" Zhou Ze asked.
Xu Qinglang shook his head. "It was too fast."
"How fast was it? Rolling the sheets?"
Xu Qinglang glanced at Zhou Ze but did not deny it.
"That was fast," Zhou Ze sighed.
"I'm not like you. I'm still normal," Xu Qinglang reminded.
"Then why do you look so sad?"
"The problem is, after it ended, she put a sum of money on my bedside and left."
"You were prostituted?" Zhou Ze was a little surprised.
Xu Qinglang was a little depressed.
"I was supposed to go on a blind date at a cafe, but the blind date didn't come at the last minute. I didn't receive the notice, so I mistook the blind date. Then, I sat in front of her and chatted. Then, I asked her to go to the movies, and then I accompanied her shopping. Then, at night, she asked me to go to a hotel to show me the script she had just written. She was a screenwriter."
"I guess it must be a fluorescent script, the kind that you have to turn off the lights to read."
Xu Qinglang felt a little helpless. He reached out and scratched his hair.
"After she left, she put three thousand yuan on my bedside. I treated her as my blind date. I was a little surprised. Was she too open and avant-garde? Or was this love at first sight?"
"Most love at first sight is actually due to lust."
"In the end, I realized that's not the case." Xu Qinglang was very conflicted.
"Did she treat you like a duck?"
"Can you shut up?" Xu Qinglang looked at Zhou Ze bitterly.
"You took the money, and you slept with her. You didn't lose anything."
"That's true, but I feel like my pride has been dealt a blow. I'm a man with more than twenty suites, and I was actually prostituted by a woman like a duck!"
"Actually, if you think about it from a different perspective, you might feel better."
"For example?"
"For example, you have the most houses among the people who are ducks."
"…"
"Or, you're the most like a duck among the people who have the most houses."
"…"
"Sorry, I'm not very good at comforting people." Zhou Ze patted Xu Qinglang's shoulder and continued,
"Cheer up.
The bed was the most erotic place in the world. Why take a relationship that started on the bed seriously?
By the way, did you go back to your hometown just for a blind date? "
"Not really. My ancestral grave is going to be demolished, so I went back to move it. By the way, something strange happened. I'll tell you in a few days. I want to go up and rest now."
Xu Qinglang stood up and pushed open the bookstore's door. He took a bottle of red wine from the bar counter and went upstairs to his room.
The entire afternoon passed rather leisurely. When it was eight o 'clock in the evening, Zhou Ze finally perked up. According to this time, the real customers should have arrived.
Xu Qinglang probably went to drink to drown his sorrows. He did not go downstairs, so he ordered takeout for dinner.
The old Daoist priest and the little monkey sat on a stool. The two of them took a sip of peanuts and a sip of wine. The little monkey's alcohol tolerance was also brought out by the old Daoist priest.
The bookstore's door was pushed open, and there was a crisp sound from the other side of the curtain.
It was the intern who pushed the door open.
The old Daoist priest was a little drunk. He reached out his hand and called the intern doctor to drink with him.
He had no choice. In the entire bookstore, he could not find anyone else who could drink with him. He could only drink with the monkey. Now that a living person had come, he was naturally happy.
"I just got off work. I forgot that I didn't pay for coming here today. By the way, I still have to pay you for the fluorescent powder." The intern doctor was still as honest as ever.
"Don't, it's just a hundred yuan for tea. It's just a hundred and fifty yuan with fluorescent powder."
The old Daoist priest pretended to be magnanimous.
The other party handed the money over, and the old Daoist priest took it angrily. Then, he patted the intern doctor's shoulder and said,
"If you really want to thank me, treat me to a restaurant. Let's have a good drink and have a chat."
After saying that, the old Daoist priest looked at Zhou Ze guiltily.
Zhou ze nodded. It was considered a leave of absence.
The intern doctor did not refuse. He was not a local, and because of his personality, he did not have any good friends here. He immediately put his arm around the old Daoist priest's shoulders and left the bookstore to look for a tavern.
It was already dark, but the street lamps were still quite bright.
The old Daoist priest and the intern doctor walked for a while. When they were about to reach the tavern in front, the old Daoist priest turned into a dark alley and unbuckled his belt.
"Sorry, I need to pee first."
The intern doctor did not stand on ceremony. He stood side by side with the old Daoist priest and unbuckled his belt.
"Hey, kid, you're down-to-earth. I like it!"
"Haha, it's quite exciting. Urinating and defecating anywhere." The intern doctor was obviously led astray by the old Daoist priest.
"That's nothing. It's human nature. By the way, did you wipe the fluorescent powder I gave you at noon on the corpse?" The old Daoist priest asked.
"I wiped it, but the corpse was lost again today. The hospital called the police, but the police still couldn't find any clues."
"Is it useless?" The old Daoist priest said apologetically.
"Yes, it's useless." The intern doctor nodded.
"Then forget it. Let's split the wine tonight."
"It's fine. I'll treat you," the intern doctor said.
"Yes, you have some cards. I have high hopes for you!"
As he spoke, the old Daoist priest did not wash his hands. He directly patted the other party's shoulder to encourage him!
"You're old. It's only right."
The intern doctor smiled.
The old Daoist priest was suddenly stunned.
He did not notice it before because there were lights in the bookstore and street lamps on the road.
But in this dark alley.
The old Daoist priest suddenly saw the intern doctor smile.
On the teeth in his mouth.
There was a faint layer.