Chapter 1 Calling the Little Loli

Calling the little loli was because Zhou Ze adhered to the principle that a lackey should be used if possible and wasted if not. Anyway, her soul blood was with him, so he didn't need to play any routines of caring for subordinates. Besides, from the beginning of their acquaintance, the little loli had treated him as a disposable item to be used up and destroyed, so there was no need for any sentimentality.

He would call her over and use her fiercely when he needed her.

Toss her away after use, and each would go back to their own home. Then, when he needed her again, one phone call and she would still have to be there at his beck and call.

Did Boss Zhou really not know that the little loli had actually long hoped for him to die?

Let her hope; a person who had died once really didn't care about that taboo.

Exiting the bookstore, Zhou Ze was somewhat surprised to find that a private restaurant had newly opened next door to his bookstore, called "Wang Fu Ju Private Cuisine." It must have opened during the half-month he was unconscious.

Standing at the entrance was an old man, bald, wearing white clothes, younger than the old Taoist priest, probably only in his fifties, looking like the old men and women who go to practice Tai Chi in the morning.

At three in the morning, he was still sitting at the entrance of the restaurant, in a wicker chair, with a pot of tea, drinking and enjoying himself.

"Yo, you must be Boss Zhou, right? You're back?"

The old man was naturally friendly, recognizing Zhou Ze. It seemed that he had become quite familiar with the others in the bookstore during Zhou Ze's coma, but he always knew that there was a boss in the store who was rarely seen.

Of course, he didn't know that the boss had always been in the store, just unconscious.

Zhou Ze was a little surprised. Opening a private restaurant in a place like South Street, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, itself implied a certain level of class. Many private restaurants were very arrogant, making it clear to you how many tables they would serve today, and that they would rest on holidays. If you wanted to come, you had to wait in line.

But this boss was a bit too enthusiastic, even obsequious, towards him.

However, Zhou Ze quickly understood. In this boss's view, someone who would open a bookstore that was bound to lose money in such an expensive and well-located area on South Street must have a great background.

Either he was a fool, or he was a big shot with too much money who was just indulging in sentimentality.

After seeing Zhou Ze, the boss eliminated the former possibility because Zhou Ze clearly didn't look like a fool.

The other party handed over a business card and a cigarette. Zhou Ze waved his hand, indicating that he understood. The boss also knew his place and said that he was welcome to come to his restaurant for a meal when he had time, then left.

"This restaurant owner is not bad,"

Xu Qinglang, who had changed his clothes, came out at this time.

Zhou Ze remained noncommittal.

"You're a bit unhappy with him?"

"Heh, how happy would you be to wake up from a nap and find out you have an 'Old Wang' next door?"

Xu Qinglang yawned.

"But you should be quite happy. People who open private restaurants should have unique skills. Didn't you go and exchange some pointers?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Oil fumes are bad for the skin. I didn't go," Xu Qinglang replied.

Zhou Ze shook his head, sighing inwardly that the world was going downhill and people's hearts were not what they used to be. The diligent and hardworking Xu Qinglang who opened a noodle shop had long dissipated in the breeze of memory.

But on second thought, it seemed that Xu Qinglang had become like this after meeting him. Could this also be a case of being influenced by one's surroundings?

Thinking further, he himself was clearly a very diligent and hardworking person in his previous life. How did he become like a punctured balloon after dying once,

Completely deflated.

The little loli came, still carrying her schoolbag, standing angrily across the road. Under the dim streetlights, at the street corner in the early morning, such a lovely little girl suddenly appearing there brought not joy but horror.

Xu Qinglang drove, Zhou Ze sat in the passenger seat, and the little loli got in, still sulking.

Yingying was better off resting now and not going out. The old Taoist priest was watching the store at home, so Zhou Ze pulled Xu Qinglang along as a driver.

Having learned from the experience at the hot spring hotel last time, Zhou Ze had become more alert. There was no need to drag a large group of people along for everything, lest they end up having an accident instead of him dying, and he would feel guilty.

The card didn't have an address written on it, but Zhou Ze could sense a location when he ran his fingernail across it. The wandering souls also didn't need to look; they could sense it too.

Zhou Ze gave directions, Xu Qinglang drove, and after about twenty minutes, the car arrived at a small town on the outskirts of Gangzha District.

After getting out of the car, there was a field ridge in front, with wheat seedlings stretching into a sea, dotted with a few houses.

The location was here, it should be correct.

Zhou Ze turned around, wanting to ask the little loli to come down and look around together, but found that the little loli was sitting in the back seat doing her homework.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Zhou Ze reached out and knocked on the car window glass,

Really wanting to ask, "Are you here to be funny?"

The little loli closed her homework angrily and said,

"She has a lot of homework, and I happened to be awake, so I helped her finish this week's homework. It'll be easier for her."

Zhou Ze's gaze narrowed slightly. At this moment, he thought of the female ghost officer who had previously possessed his little sister-in-law. She should have had this kind of problem, with the host's thoughts affecting her, causing her to be a bit mentally confused.

Was this a common problem, that all ghost officers who chose to reside in living people's bodies would be affected?

However, Zhou Ze didn't say much. He was here to make trouble today and didn't have the time to chat with the little loli about her outlook on life.

Pushing open the car door, the little loli stretched, took a deep breath, and then said,

"I don't feel anything."

"How's your performance lately?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Not good," the little loli replied.

Zhou Ze took out the black card, examined it carefully for a while, then looked up and around, saying, "Is it because we both have bodies that we can't find the place?"

"Or did they sense we were coming, so they hid themselves in advance?" The little loli shrugged, took the card from Zhou Ze, and continued, "It's like those little cards slipped under hotel room doors. They also change locations and phone numbers after a while. Is that also to avoid the anti-pornography crackdown?"

Zhou Ze felt that what the little loli said made a lot of sense, but he was really unwilling to return empty-handed like this. Who knows, that little town might open for business again as soon as he left.

If he was lying in the bookstore, unable to see even a ghost day and night, how could he live leisurely?

On a small scale, this would affect his future quality of life;

On a large scale, it was a loss of state-owned assets of the underworld.

"You guys don't feel anything?"

Xu Qinglang turned around and asked.

At this time, Zhou Ze noticed that Xu Qinglang still had a talisman stuck on his forehead. Xu Qinglang had also stuck this on when he entered Sanxiang Village last time, and it was also used when he had the old Taoist priest summon a ghost to possess him.

This was one of the simplest kinds of talismans, which anyone with a little Taoist skill could draw.

It was like health supplements.

Health supplements that could really improve your health and reduce your illness were too difficult to find, one in a thousand;

But health supplements that made you feel a little full without any benefit or harm were very easy to find. Most of them on the market were like this;

As for things that could cause you problems, make you sick, or even kick the bucket directly, those were even easier to find.

This talisman was stuck on living people to reduce their yang energy, belonging to the last type of health supplement.

"What did you see?" Zhou Ze asked curiously.

Xu Qinglang pointed to the front. Zhou Ze looked in that direction and saw a grave, not very conspicuous, with many small colorful flags stuck in front of it.

Children who grew up in the countryside should be familiar with this. Many children liked to pull out the small flags and wave them around as toys when they passed by a grave.

"What's there?"

Zhou Ze asked Xu Qinglang, while also looking at the little loli, finding that she was just as confused as he was.

That shouldn't be.

Xu Qinglang's level was just that of a mediocre practitioner. He could see something fishy, while the two ghost officers here couldn't see anything clearly?

The little loli seemed to understand something, immediately closed her eyes, and then Zhou Ze only felt the little loli's aura beside him suddenly weaken, even becoming a bit sickly. She opened her eyes and looked in that direction, saying at the same time,

"Found it, it's there."

"How do you do it?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Lower your aura. That place is where wandering souls are. You and I are both residing in living people's bodies, so we naturally have a lot of yang energy. We must lower your own aura to blend into their environment.

Close your eyes and imagine what it feels like to be sick. In short, constantly give yourself the mental suggestion that you are tired, you are weak, you are about to die."

Hearing this, Zhou Ze closed his eyes and kept recalling that feeling in his mind. Slowly, he seemed to find that boundary. When he opened his eyes again,

Looking at the grave again, he felt different.

The originally simple and unremarkable grave now looked like a memorial archway, a bit like an ancient brothel. It even had lanterns hanging, decorated with colorful lights and streamers. At the entrance stood short, squat figures dressed in the clothes of ancient pimps, standing there welcoming guests.

Zhou Ze and the others walked over proactively at this time.

That pimp didn't notice Zhou Ze and the others at first. Perhaps it was just as the little loli said, ghosts had their own circles, and people had their own circles. Although as ghost officers they could see ghosts, it didn't mean that ghost officers belonged to this circle, so this pimp couldn't see Zhou Ze before, just like Zhou Ze hadn't seen anything unusual about this grave before.

"Yo, a few masters, please come in, please come in!"

The pimp bowed and served, looking even shorter than he already was.

Zhou Ze nodded and took the lead in walking in. The threshold was a bit low, and Zhou Ze had to bend over to enter. After walking in, the inside suddenly opened up.

Oh my,

Dancers,

Opera singers,

Acrobats,

Brightly lit,

Beautiful women everywhere,

How lively.

This really was a case of no comparison, no harm.

Zhou Ze felt that if he were a ghost, he would rather choose to hang out here and indulge himself to the fullest, rather than run to a meaningless bookstore to eat a plate of cold dishes prepared without sincerity by Xu Qinglang, and then be slapped into the gates of hell by Zhou Ze.

"Yo, master, please come upstairs! Come and play, come and play!"

"That's right, master, come on, please come upstairs. We'll serve you well!"

Zhou Ze looked to the second floor on the right and saw many women wearing bright red clothes waving fans in their hands and shouting at him.

These women's faces were covered in thick makeup, like the kind of getup that the Japanese liked. The pale faces paired with the bright red little mouths really made people feel a bit uneasy.

"Hahahaha………………"

A hearty laugh came from upstairs. Immediately afterward, Zhou Ze watched as a plump man, blindfolded, played a game of hide-and-seek with a group of young ladies. He accidentally walked to the balcony, grabbed a woman who had just been greeting Zhou Ze, and kissed her directly.

Zhou Ze felt a toothache from watching.

A thick layer of greasy rouge was left on the man's lips.

However, Zhou Ze quickly realized something was wrong.

That man was bald,

Bald was one thing,

But his head was covered in sores.

"Scabby-headed Monk!"

Zhou Ze shouted directly.

"Who, who's calling me?"

The scabby-headed monk immediately uncovered the strip of cloth covering his eyes, immediately discovered Zhou Ze standing below,

Immediately shuddered in fright, and shouted,

"It's a raid, the officers are raiding!"