Life, in many instances, isn't like the stereotypical dramas we watched as children, where there were only two types of people:

One was Zhu Shimao,

The other was Chen Peisi,

Only two camps,

One good,

The other bad.

Like the current Boss Zhou, holding the Yin-Yang Record, shouting, "I call you, do you dare to answer?"

Throw him into *Journey to the West*,

He'd be a ten-minute extra at best,

His role might even be less significant than the little demon singing, "The king told me to patrol the mountain."

An event, due to the involvement and mutual fear of both sides, would ultimately end in a stable situation, but Boss Zhou intervened.

Was his action good or bad?

Can you tell the difference?

In the end, this was the first time Zhou Ze had encountered a true shaman and the first time he had seen those legendary "Great Immortals" who could possess people. It was also the first time he had actively taken out the Yin-Yang Record with the intention of using it.

The Yin-Yang Record had a function: it could collect souls!

The woman who claimed to have been "forcibly exploded" by Zhou Ze's predecessor had said that if Zhou Ze was willing, he could completely collect a few lustful female ghosts to go in and experience when he had nothing to do;

Of course, only half a set could be experienced.

Boss Zhou wouldn't be bored enough to use the Yin-Yang Record to hold lustful ghosts. If he really treated it as an advanced fleshlight, it would be a waste of resources.

Today,

He encountered the so-called Great Immortals of the Northeast for the first time.

Boss Zhou was in a good mood,

Picked up the Yin-Yang Record,

And prepared to draw first blood!

There had been no grudges or hatred before,

And there were no entanglements now,

But since you've come to my bookstore,

It means,

We have a connection!

Eighth Granny turned her head to look at Zhou Ze. She didn't respond, nor did she shout, "I, Old Eighth, am here!"

But under the urging of Zhou Ze's injected baleful aura, the Yin-Yang Record began to tremble on its own. A meow sounded leisurely, as if a long-dormant fierce beast was revealing its ferocity.

Eighth Granny took a step back,

But the Yin-Yang Record shone a beam of white light that directly enveloped the tall, thin man's entire body.

An extremely painful expression appeared on the tall, thin man's face,

Then, wisps of black smoke rose from the top of his head. The black smoke swirled above, as if struggling and resisting.

Below,

Boss Zhou, holding the Yin-Yang Record, trembled violently.

Damn it,

This Yin-Yang Record was like a high-powered range hood, constantly absorbing the baleful aura from his body!

"Ugh, ugh………………"

Boss Zhou desperately maintained his balance while constantly scouring the baleful aura in his body.

But in the eyes of the old Taoist priest next to him, his boss suddenly looked like he was having an epileptic fit while holding a notebook, dancing an old man's disco, only needing a little white foam at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Bai Yingying immediately reached out and put her hand on Zhou Ze's shoulder, and the baleful aura on her body was also transferred, helping Zhou Ze share the pressure.

It couldn't be blamed on Zhou Ze for almost making a fool of himself at this time,

It was really because Boss Zhou was using this "high-tech product" for the first time, and there were no instructions.

Zhou Ze usually didn't dare to carry this thing with him, and basically had Bai Yingying keep it somewhere safe, because carrying this thing around, it would constantly remind you which people around you were about to die.

Do you save them or not?

They were clearly strangers with no connection to you, so why add a sense of guilt to yourself if you knew they were going to die but did nothing?

Isn't birth, old age, sickness, death, and all kinds of accidents just the norm?

But who can really see it that way? Even Boss Zhou, who had eaten his own conscience back then, if he suddenly saw a child or a pregnant woman about to die on the road,

Could he really be indifferent?

The previous lack of preparation,

Plus the haste at this time,

Did make Zhou Ze a little flustered,

But fortunately, Eighth Granny wasn't very strong, or rather, this Yin-Yang Record did have a natural restraint against powerful soul-like creatures. After all, it was a magical artifact standard for judges, and even if it had fallen in quality, it was definitely not easy to deal with.

"Damn it... however..."

After leaving behind a few ambiguous shouts,

The Eighth Granny, condensed from this black fog, was finally collected by Zhou Ze into the Yin-Yang Record.

Zhou Ze only felt that the book seemed to have become heavier, and the cover had also changed. Originally, there was only a black cat, but now it had become a black cat on the left and a colorful snake on the right. The cat's physique was obviously much larger than the snake, roaring at the colorful snake, while the snake looked a little confused and trembling.

"Pa!"

He slammed the notebook on the bar,

Zhou Ze kept taking deep breaths.

Tired,

Too tired,

His whole body was already soaked with cold sweat,

Left with no choice, Zhou Ze could only sit on the chair behind him and continue to gasp for breath.

The tall, thin man fell into a coma on the ground. He had been possessed by a god for a while, and then the god was stripped away by force. In addition, he had been beaten up in the middle, so the tall, thin man was really overdrawn and directly unconscious.

And Liu Chuyu, his eyes filled with deep fear, first swept over the tall, thin man, and then focused on Zhou Ze.

Boss Zhou didn't hide his weakness in front of him,

It wasn't that Boss Zhou had overlooked it,

But he didn't think it was necessary at all.

Just a newly promoted ghost messenger; even if he was panting, it wouldn't be a problem to deal with him.

In fact, Zhou Ze had a bit of an impulse in his heart, hoping that the other party couldn't help but take action to snatch the Yin-Yang Record, so he would have an excuse to use him to practice his newly advanced "Dragon Claw Hand."

Those sickle-like long and sharp claws, Boss Zhou really wanted to experience that feeling in actual combat.

However,

Liu Chuyu seemed to understand the big picture better than expected, or rather, he was actually more cautious. With Eighth Granny's lesson in front of him, his view of Zhou Ze changed instantly.

He just leaned close to Zhou Ze and whispered:

"Buddy, your magical artifact is so powerful. The Great Immortal of the Northeast was suppressed by you in one encounter?"

Zhou Ze smiled, reached out to take the tea that Bai Yingying handed over, and drank several mouthfuls in a row.

"But buddy, although the Great Immortals of the Northeast have always been few in number, and it has been even more difficult to become a spirit since the founding of the country,

But they are famous for their solidarity. If you take one today, other Great Immortals may come to you for trouble tomorrow or the day after."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ze wasn't frightened by the other party's threats,

Boss Zhou really wasn't afraid of being bitten by lice. He had a big bomb on his body that could explode at any time. As the saying goes, the son of a thousand gold doesn't sit in a dangerous hall, but Boss Zhou was like a desperado carrying a pack of explosives on his body.

For example, the old woman from Naihe Bridge was killed directly by Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze didn't know what chain reaction would be caused by taking this Great Immortal of the Northeast without permission?

It didn't matter,

He took it,

Just to try if his magical artifact was effective.

It wasn't that Zhou Xianyu had suddenly understood and was preparing to change his ways and work hard,

Back then, even Empress Dowager Cixi dared to declare war on the world powers collectively,

In the end,

This can only show that Zhou Ze's salted fish state had improved another level,

Entering the "break the pot and throw it" realm!

Liu Chuyu pointed to the male singer again and said, "Buddy, you ate the big head, let me eat the small head?"

He meant to let him send a ghost down to get a little bit of merit points, so it wouldn't be a waste of his efforts.

He felt that this request wasn't excessive. Zhou Ze basically didn't do anything from the beginning to the whole process, but in the end, he subdued a Great Immortal. Not considering the chain reaction that would be caused next, just looking at now, Zhou Ze had already eaten a mouthful of oil.

Wouldn't it be too much for him to drink a sip of soup?

Who knew that Boss Zhou was very unhappy with his "understanding of the big picture". It seemed that his sickle brand nails would have to wait for a while to practice, and faced with the other party's "reasonable request," he said directly:

"Get lost."

"............" Liu Chuyu.

Damn,

You stinky man,

You're too shameless, right!

Liu Chuyu waved his palm,

The small mirror in front of the old Taoist priest immediately flew up. However, Bai Yingying directly reached out and grabbed the mirror in mid-air.

The mirror trembled constantly in Bai Yingying's hand, but it couldn't break free from Bai Yingying's "devil claws."

"Ying ying ying, Boss, people like this little mirror. That way, people can put on even more beautiful makeup to serve you in the future."

Bai Yingying squatted in front of Zhou Ze, acting cute and coquettish.

"Take it, take it."

Zhou the skinflint looked like it was a matter of course.

"Buddy, don't push people too far. We're all colleagues. It won't look good for anyone if you make things too difficult!"

Liu Chuyu pointed at Zhou Ze and scolded.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ze smiled,

And generously changed to a Ge You reclining posture,

His mocking intentions overflowing from his expression.

"Is it really impossible to reason with you?"

Liu Chuyu began the "don't say you weren't warned" process.

In fact, Zhou Ze really wanted him to skip the steps directly. Back then, when he killed the two ghost messengers from Yancheng, they weren't so long-winded.

However,

Liu Chuyu, who had beaten the tall, thin man before and scolded the female ghost,

Seemed extremely cautious and submissive at this time,

So submissive that even the old Taoist priest couldn't stand it anymore.

Damn it,

The boss is already oppressing and bullying you like this,

And you still don't dare to resist?

Not only did you have surgery on your face,

But you also cut it off down there, right?

"In the future, we'll see!"

Liu Chuyu actually left these "harsh words" before turning around and preparing to leave directly.

Zhou Ze was a little dazed. He looked at Bai Yingying, pointed at himself, and asked:

"When I first became a ghost messenger, I wasn't as cowardly as him, right?"

Bai Yingying shook her head,

Then she immediately nodded again.

Walking to the door, pushing open the bookstore door,

Liu Chuyu, who was facing away from Zhou Ze and the others, was almost gnashing his teeth.

At this time, Zhou Ze stopped him again:

"Hey, stop."

Liu Chuyu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He turned around, looked at Zhou Ze, and smiled:

"Buddy is ready to turn hostility into friendship? That's right, leave a line for people, so you can meet again in the future..."

"I forgot that I want to be a constable. I'm still a few ghost messenger underlings short.

How about this,

Leave your soul blood to me,

Then you can leave."

"............" Liu Chuyu.

A face that had been injected with hyaluronic acid and undergone countless surgeries,

Was forced into a liver color by anger at this time!

"Deceiving... people... too much..."