Xu Qinglang and the woman stopped, facing each other, as if they were about to part ways. It was clear that they had a pleasant conversation, with a strong sense of reluctance to say goodbye.

It was a bit like a college couple who had just finished watching a late-night movie together and suddenly realized that the school dormitory doors were closed, entering the stage of going to a hotel room and promising to just cuddle without going all the way.

Zhou Ze flicked his cigarette ash and said,

"How's your injury recovery going?"

"Ten percent,"

the little boy said.

"Why so slow?"

"Okay, I'll go kill people tonight to suck blood and recover."

Zhou Ze bent down and looked at the little brat. He was calm, very calm.

What he said was true.

As long as Zhou Ze nodded,

he would go kill someone tonight.

"In the future, without my permission, you're not allowed to kill people casually. You're a jiangshi (Chinese hopping vampire), and not a low-level one at that. Although you're following me now, no one can guarantee how well a temporary worker will perform.

Especially since this is a city, a densely populated place."

There was something Zhou Ze didn't say, which was that it seemed like temporary workers were always the first to get struck by lightning when something went wrong.

The little boy raised his head, looked at Zhou Ze, and squinted, with a hint of mockery, as if saying, then why are you going through all this trouble?

"Ten percent is enough anyway, you can take a beating."

Being able to take a beating was also an advantage,

especially since Zhou Ze had personally witnessed this advantage.

The former Cuihua fell after just "one candy," but this little boy ate eight and was still able to bite to death a rampaging Manchu jiangshi.

Zhou Ze threw his cigarette butt on the ground.

Over there, Xu Qinglang had just parted ways with that woman.

Xu Qinglang walked toward the bookstore,

while the woman walked across the street, apparently to hail a taxi.

Zhou Ze said directly,

"Follow that woman, don't let her notice you, see if there's anything unusual."

"Okay."

The little boy left,

his two legs running on the road,

looking lively and energetic.

When he passed Xu Qinglang, Xu Qinglang even took a special look at this cute child.

He didn't know that this was a new colleague who had joined today.

Zhou Ze felt that having a little jiangshi was really convenient,

able to fight,

able to take a beating,

and it didn't hurt even if he died.

Most importantly, don't think that he seems to live a secluded life, completely different from Baihu (White Fox), who dared to open a clubhouse in the human city. He wasn't really stupid.

In fact,

as a human being whose lifespan is usually less than a hundred years,

it's a stupid thing to despise the intelligence of a creature that's hundreds of years old.

Boss Zhou stepped on the cigarette butt and suddenly felt that bringing the little boy out was indeed a very wise decision.

He could even imagine that in the future, when he was lying on the bookstore sofa, basking in the sun, drinking coffee, and reading the newspaper, if the old Daoist or Lawyer An came over to report that they had encountered some trouble,

Zhou Ze could completely:

[The bookstore smiled at you and threw you a little boy.]

"What are you thinking about? Your mouth is all crooked."

Xu Qinglang patted Zhou Ze's shoulder, waking Zhou Ze from his fantasy of a carefree future.

"What's crooked?"

Zhou Ze asked as he looked down.

"What are you doing!"

Xu Qinglang took a step back and tightened his legs.

"You're wearing jeans, can you still squeeze out a crack?"

"I say, Lao Zhou, you just got back, right? You seem a little off."

Zhou Ze smiled,

reached out and grabbed Xu Qinglang's shoulder,

then suddenly bent over, forcibly turning Xu Qinglang around to look in the direction the woman had left. The woman had already left in a car, so she couldn't be seen anymore, and the little boy had run far away, so he couldn't be seen either.

Zhou Ze used force,

Boss Zhou was usually a person who saved effort whenever possible,

so him using force meant that he was a little angry now.

"Don't tell me you forgot who that woman looked like?"

Zhou Ze questioned in a low voice.

Xu Qinglang pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"I know you had some entanglement with that sea god's woman last time, but your mind should be clear, this woman looks so much like her, didn't you notice anything else?"

"I investigated her identity, and I also asked Lao Zhang to help me check yesterday, I can't see any problems."

"That's no problem? Lao Xu, you're not that naive, are you?"

"Lao Zhou."

"Hmm?"

"Can you not get involved in this matter and let me handle it myself?"

Zhou Ze pursed his lips,

He really wanted to say,

can you handle it yourself? Do you have the ability?

But saying that would hurt feelings, and the resulting damage to the relationship would be difficult to repair.

Yes,

it seemed to start after the bookstore moved from the remote location to South Street,

with the continuous arrival and joining of Little Lori, the old Daoist, Lawyer An, and others,

Xu Qinglang's presence became almost invisible.

He was still so good-looking, more good-looking than a woman, he still took care of his skin, still cared about his hands;

but it was undeniable that, often, whether he was there or not, it didn't really make a difference.

Even,

his role had been positioned as a "cook,"

able to cook, and cooking delicious food seemed to be his only advantage now, and he could only brush up his weak sense of existence during three meals a day.

But that was the sea god,

that woman and the "Daji" who killed so many members of the rich family last time,

were so similar,

was there such a coincidence in this world?

"Lao Xu, do you think this resemblance is just a coincidence?"

"I don't know."

Xu Qinglang shook his head, not giving a definite answer.

"I'd rather believe that winning the lottery in this period of time is a higher probability coincidence, because it seems that a director of the lottery office was recently double-regulated."

"I can handle it myself."

Xu Qinglang insisted.

Zhou Ze nodded, okay, the words had been said to this point, saying more would hurt feelings, so he didn't say it.

"Are you hungry?" Xu Qinglang asked, "You just got back, you haven't eaten yet, right?"

"Yeah."

"I've already bought the ingredients, I'll go back and cook now."

"Okay."

Xu Qinglang went back to the bookstore to cook,

while Zhou Ze, under Yingying's service, took a shower. It wasn't that Zhou Ze couldn't wash himself now, but because his injuries hadn't fully recovered, and there were still some blood scabs on his body, so he needed to be careful when taking a shower.

Of course,

the above were all excuses,

the real reason was that he wanted Yingying to give him a shower!

After taking a shower,

the table was already full of dishes.

A pot of chicken stew with mushrooms, a serving of Dongpo pork, a serving of braised ribbonfish, were considered meat dishes, and there were also several plates of stir-fried vegetables.

They were all home-style dishes,

but they looked and smelled delicious.

A table full of people, eating very happily.

Especially Lawyer An, after no longer worrying about the Other Shore Flower oral liquid, he showed great enthusiasm for "eating", and was almost turning into a big foodie.

Little Black Girl and Deadpool hadn't returned yet. She had called back and said that she wanted to pick something in the cemetery park at night, so she would come back tomorrow morning.

With Deadpool by her side, there was no need to worry too much. In fact, as long as the poison on her body was still there, there was no need to worry that she would have other thoughts.

It was also a coincidence,

Deadpool was also grown,

and Little Black Girl was a skilled vegetable grower,

the two were quite a match.

He didn't know if Little Black Girl could help Deadpool improve his variety. He always just smiled foolishly, which didn't seem right.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content,

Zhou Ze sat on the sofa, looking at the neon streets outside, with people coming and going.

Lawyer An sat down opposite Zhou Ze, crossing his legs, completely lacking an image.

At this time, Yingying first brought Zhou Ze's coffee.

Lawyer An took it first, took a sip, and then spit it out directly.

"Why does it smell like shit?"

"............" Zhou Ze.

A little later,

Yingying brought Lawyer An's "Super Overlord Cup" coffee,

Lawyer An took a big sip,

savoring it with relish,

and even licked his lips in aftertaste.

Then he looked at Zhou Ze and took a sip of his coffee again,

and couldn't help feeling a little sad and touched,

the boss was using his money to supply him with coffee, so he could only drink such bad coffee himself?

The old Daoist went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, generally speaking, Xu Qinglang was responsible for cooking, and the old Daoist was responsible for washing the dishes. The bookstore wasn't busy, so he would find something to do if he could.

The little monkey was holding his mobile phone, sitting on the coffee table next to Zhou Ze, watching cartoons, it seemed to be watching "Dragon Ball".

Zhou Ze suddenly thought of something,

and motioned for the little monkey to come over.

The little monkey jumped over, looking at Zhou Ze strangely.

Zhou Ze picked up the little monkey's small satchel, reached in, and then squeezed out a large handful of talisman papers.

Lawyer An came over, looked at it, and then nodded to Zhou Ze.

Yes,

that's right,

it was the old Daoist's ancestral talisman paper.

A full little satchel,

stuffed to the brim,

which was enough to show the old Daoist's love for the monkey.

"No way............"

Lawyer An couldn't believe it.

Zhou Ze stuffed the talisman paper back in, patted the monkey's little head, and motioned for the monkey to go play by itself.

Then,

Zhou Ze took a sip of coffee.

At this time,

Xu Qinglang suddenly ran down from upstairs in a hurry with his mobile phone,

"I have something to do, I'm going out for a while."

After saying that,

Xu Qinglang pushed open the bookstore door and drove away in his Nissan car.

Zhou Ze's eyes followed Xu Qinglang's car tail, watching it gradually disappear.

"What's wrong?" Lawyer An asked.

"Nothing."

Zhou Ze shook his head.

After a while,

when Lawyer An was about to finish his Super Overlord Cup coffee and was about to call Yingying to refill his cup,

the little jiangshi pushed open the bookstore door and walked in.

He walked to Zhou Ze,

reached out,

and placed it on the coffee table.

Then he let go,

and what fell down was,

a large handful of fish scales,

shining fish scales.

Zhou Ze looked at him and said, "What's wrong?"

"Followed her back to an inn... hotel.

Felt something was wrong,

I went in, went to catch her,

she disappeared in the bathtub,

I only caught a handful of this."

Zhou Ze reached out, picked up a fish scale and squeezed it in his hand,

without saying a word.

Outside the window,

it seemed to be getting windy,

and the pedestrians on the road also quickened their pace,

it looked like,

it was going to rain.