Chapter 1 The Curtain Falls

The affair has come to a close. The grand voyage and the islands before, everything seemed like a fleeting dream, and in the end, it was over.

Fairies, goblins, and monsters, to put it bluntly, cannot ascend to the grand stage; otherwise, the world wouldn't have "humans" as its protagonists. However, the deficiencies in human nature always provide space for them to act, and some people even seem to enjoy courting death themselves.

Zhou Ze wasn't sure whether he should adopt the worldview of ghosts or that of humans. In reality, he was often somewhat unclear about his own positioning, so most of the time, he simply regarded himself as a spectator.

Watching the flowers bloom, watching the flowers fall, watching people laugh, watching ghosts cry;

Anything, when seen too much, becomes numb.

Zhou Ze, supported by Bai Yingying, went up to the second floor again. Everything here remained unchanged. Even when he walked into the room, Zhou Ze still saw the old man lying on the sofa, fast asleep.

Bai Yingying was puzzled and asked, "Not dead?"

Zhou Ze had placed the python on him, but it failed to kill the man?

Zhou Ze shook his head. The man was already dead. The dark aura on the old man's forehead couldn't be concealed at all. Even if it wasn't an instant death, he would die in an extremely painful manner within the next few days, suffering endlessly.

The woman was lying on the ground, her skirt lifted, revealing a large expanse of skin.

Zhou Ze stared at it for a while.

Bai Yingying pouted beside him.

After a short while, Zhou Ze walked over and helped the woman straighten her clothes. They were both sound asleep. The many things that had happened before were like a dream to them, but their fates had already changed several times.

Zhou Ze walked around the house twice more, and behind a wall, he found half of a snake's body, a small snake, a green snake, which had turned into a dried snake carcass.

Moreover, the door of the house was also a bit strange, with many strange patterns carved on it. Zhou Ze asked Bai Yingying to help trace these patterns.

Then, Zhou Ze didn't wake the woman to ask about the final payment. He left directly with Bai Yingying.

After returning to the bookstore, about a week passed, and Xu Qinglang also emerged from the terrifying atmosphere of that night and began to be responsible for the three meals of the day for everyone in the bookstore.

In addition, every night, one or two ghosts came to the bookstore to bring business, so Boss Zhou's life was considered fulfilling. Most importantly, his body had recovered for the most part.

Some things that should have been resolved a long time ago should also be put on the agenda, such as that priest who had been jumping around for five years. It was time for him to go to hell.

"Make an appointment with Lin Ke to meet at the bookstore at noon tomorrow," Zhou Ze said to Bai Yingying, who was pouring tea for him.

"Okay." Bai Yingying immediately took out her mobile phone to send a message and asked, "Boss, are you planning to find that priest?"

Zhou Ze nodded. Although the main reason for the death of the old man's family was the old man's own "bewitched" selfishness, the priest also played a significant role in promoting it.

In addition, the other party had stolen his ashes, so this debt must be settled.

"Boss, you seem to have forgotten something very important," Bai Yingying reminded.

"What is it?"

"The final payment, there's still eight million owing."

"Heh."

Zhou Ze chuckled.

"Boss, don't be like this. You don't want money just because people are good-looking. Being good-looking can't be eaten."

"With that one million deposit, it can last for a long time. Didn't I give you back the money I borrowed from you before? Go and redeem your two burial items."

"No, Boss, how can you live like this? You don't know the cost of living if you don't run a household. You don't take eight million so easily, how will you live in the future?

It's eight million, not eight hundred!"

Bai Yingying had an air of a man who couldn't be relied on.

"Boss, there's news in the newspaper." The old Daoist who had just finished mopping the floor came over with a newspaper.

The old man was dead, it was in the newspaper. Many people went to offer condolences. The cause of death was due to serious illness that he couldn't overcome.

The old man was a respectable person in his lifetime.

His funeral was also very grand. In fact, the world is like this. Many people may be infinitely glamorous in front of the stage, but who knows the male thieves and female prostitutes behind them. This kind of reversal has long made the public feel numb.

"Ah!"

Bai Yingying suddenly screamed!

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ze was holding tea, and the tea spilled out when he was startled by her.

"Look here, Boss." Bai Yingying pointed to another page.

Zhou Ze looked over. The headline was:

"Wealthy Widow Donates All Property."

It was that woman who had donated all the property she could inherit.

"Why is she doing this?" Bai Yingying couldn't understand.

Then, Bai Yingying looked at Zhou Ze, who was calm, and asked, "Boss, did you already know?"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Eight million, your eight million has also been donated to Project Hope."

"Donate it if she donates it."

"Boss, what do you mean donate it if she donates it.

This is money being donated, not eight million sperm being donated.

Moreover, Boss, I'm also poor. I still want to buy more burial items. Can you donate some to me?"

Bai Yingying leaned over and acted cute.

"What eight million?" Xu Qinglang walked over with coffee.

"It's the wealthy female client I told you about last time. Originally, she said that after helping her solve the trouble, there would be a final payment of eight million, but her husband is gone, and she donated the inheritance," Bai Yingying explained to Xu Qinglang.

"Is it that exaggerated?" Xu Qinglang was also taken aback. The number of donations must be calculated in the hundreds of millions.

"Yo, look who's here."

The old Daoist pointed to the door and said.

At the door stood a woman, wearing a black dress and a black veil.

Many boys are familiar with this attire,

The attire of a widow.

The woman walked in, nodded slightly to Zhou Ze, and said, "I'm going back to my hometown to live. I'm sorry about your final payment."

"Hey, what do you mean sorry, do you know how poor our boss is, he can't even pay his salary, and you still swallowed his eight million!"

The old Daoist said directly and aggressively.

"Old Daoist, the floor is dirty."

"What?"

Then, the old Daoist saw Zhou Ze pretending to pour the tea on the ground and immediately wisely shut up and stopped talking.

"I'm really sorry, you wouldn't care, would you?" The woman looked at Zhou Ze and said.

"I don't care. I just hope that when I have better living conditions in the future and eat barbecue on a cruise ship, it will be calm and peaceful."

"You're joking."

The woman turned around, opened the door, and walked out directly. She seemed to have come specifically to say these words.

At this time, Xu Qinglang finally came back to his senses. It was too similar, really too similar. Although she was wearing a black veil to cover her face, her voice and figure were exactly the same as that woman!

Xu Qinglang immediately prepared to chase after her, but his hand was tightly grasped by Zhou Ze.

"What are you doing!" Xu Qinglang roared at Zhou Ze.

"No matter what relationship you have with her, you better not go."

"Impossible, there are some things I must ask clearly!" Xu Qinglang insisted.

Zhou Ze shook his head helplessly, stood up, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Immediately, Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang walked out of the bookstore. The woman was still walking in front, and Xu Qinglang quickly chased after her, grabbing the woman's shoulders with both hands.

The woman's body trembled and she asked, "Little Quail, what do you mean by this?"

Xu Qinglang's Adam's apple moved a few times, but he didn't know what to say. Should he say that he ran away?

"Your hand."

After all, she was a woman he had a relationship with, although it was a fleeting one, it was still a bond of exchanging fluids.

Xu Qinglang reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist, which was covered with scars, "This is an ointment I specially brought from my hometown. It can remove scars."

The woman looked at Xu Qinglang with a smile that was not a smile, and then looked at Zhou Ze standing beside her. In the end, her eyes fell on Zhou Ze.

"I didn't know you had a relationship with him," Zhou Ze explained.

The woman nodded to show she believed him.

Then she took the initiative to hug Xu Qinglang,

Xu Qinglang was stunned,

The other party was wearing widow's clothes, and Zhou Ze was next to him, so Xu Qinglang was immediately at a loss.

Then,

A dry heaving sound ended the embarrassment.

"Ugh..."

The woman vomited,

What she vomited was blood,

It splattered all over Xu Qinglang,

Then she collapsed.

"What's going on! What's going on!"

Xu Qinglang roared, looking at his hands covered in blood.

The woman had fallen to the ground, unconscious.

"She took poison," Zhou Ze said.

"Then save her, save her, what are you standing here for, what are you doing!"

Xu Qinglang grabbed Zhou Ze's arm and shook it.

"I can't save her," Zhou Ze said calmly.

"Why?"

"She wanted to die herself."

"How could she want to die herself," Xu Qinglang asked puzzled.

"She must die."

Zhou Ze lit a cigarette and said, "Call 120, she poisoned herself, it has nothing to do with you. Or, you can burn some paper money. In short, come back after taking care of her."

Turning around, Zhou Ze walked back to the bookstore.

When Bai Yingying saw Zhou Ze coming back alone, she immediately asked, "Boss, where's Xu Meiren?"

"He has something to deal with."

"With that woman?" Bai Yingying revealed a look of realization, "That woman must have been tempted by his beauty, abandoned you, and taken a fancy to Xu Meiren, right?"

"She's dead."

"What?"

"Dead."

"How could she be dead?"

"She committed suicide."

"How could she commit suicide?"

In Bai Yingying's view, that woman was worldly, materialistic, and loved to enjoy life. How could such a person commit suicide?

"Why did Daji die?"

"What?"

Bai Yingying didn't understand why the boss suddenly asked her this.

"The story of *Feng Shen Bang* (Investiture of the Gods), you know it, right."

"I know it," Bai Yingying replied.

"Then, why did she die in the end."

"Because she's a bad woman, she harmed loyal and good people, she deserved to die."

"Well, in the beginning, it was actually because King Zhou was disrespectful in the Nüwa Temple, and Nüwa was furious, so she sent down three foxes, including Daji, to bewilder King Zhou and accelerate the end of the Shang Dynasty's fortune.

In the end, Daji succeeded, and the Shang Dynasty was destroyed. Daji originally thought she could go back to report, because her task was indeed completed.

Jiang Ziya chased her, and she ran to Nüwa, and Nüwa said:

You deserved to die,

I told you to bewilder King Zhou to end the Shang Dynasty's fortune earlier, but I didn't tell you to harm loyal and good people and exploit the people.

Then,

Nüwa killed Daji."

"This...Boss, you mean..."

"The design of the house, and the dried snake carcass hidden in the house for several years, plus the old man actually lived in the house with only her in the end."

"It's like this..." Bai Yingying was thoughtful.

"So, she must die."