“Bitch…………”

Back in Xuzhou, when Ying Gou emerged to await the Buddha's descent, he also did a small thing: he sliced open Bai Yingying's left palm.

It took a long time for the wound to heal, leaving a faint scar, which Bai Yingying lamented for a long time.

She was afraid of Ying Gou and knew his identity, but she also understood that the boss and Ying Gou were not the same person. So, she was very unhappy with this uninvited fellow who wanted to "lay hands" on her.

Most importantly, she was a jiangshi (Chinese hopping vampire), with a different physique. Afterwards, she took a lot of beauty and skincare products from Xu Qinglang's room, even pearl powder, but was helpless against the scar.

Who would have thought,

at this moment,

the long-healed wound on her palm suddenly split open.

This slap,

not only sent Madam Bai flying,

but also allowed Yingying to regain control of her body.

The situation that had been locked down,

was broken in an instant.

People are selfish, especially pure people, who are too rare. They are usually enshrined in temples, leaving ordinary people with a dreamlike fantasy.

If she hadn't met Zhou Ze, Yingying probably wouldn't have refused any of Madam Bai's requests.

Even if it meant burning herself,

Yingying not only didn't plead for herself, but even secretly designed and custom-made a bamboo bed, worried that the boss might suddenly want to burn her one day and not have bamboo prepared, which would be inconvenient.

But now that she had promised the boss,

she couldn't let anything happen to herself,

not even to the Madam from back then!

Her white hair fluttered, and her black eyes swirled with amber-like luster, a kind of imposing dignity.

Two hundred years was not a long time in the jiangshi (Chinese hopping vampire) world. It was better than those mediocre ones who turned into jiangshi (Chinese hopping vampires) a few years after being buried, and could be considered to have entered the beginner stage;

but compared to others, even compared to the other little jiangshi (Chinese hopping vampire) in the bookstore, she was hardly worth mentioning.

But Yingying was different. She had good fortune, serving her boss for almost two years. In others' eyes, it might be a disservice to her, but the impact was hard for outsiders to understand.

Just look at how Lawyer An felt sorry for the little boy and spared no effort to pass on his skills, and you can see how much Yingying had gained in the past two years.

After all, it was a peaceful era, and it was too difficult for jiangshi (Chinese hopping vampires), creatures hated by heaven, to stand out and take a step forward.

On the other hand, Madam Bai, who had just been slapped away,

didn't seem to think that her sister was no longer the same person.

Instead, her eyes were fixed on the figure behind Yingying,

with shock,

fear,

and disappointment.

In the end,

it turned into resentment and unwillingness.

She, who had been calm and collected since entering the bookstore,

now looked like a woman from East Street arguing with her husband over trivial family matters,

roaring:

"Why, why!

Why didn't you come out back then?

Why, why!

Why didn't you come out back then!!!!!!

He could have lived,

he really could have lived,

why, why,

why didn't you come out back then!!!!!!"

………………

On the steps of the City God Temple,

Zhou Ze and the old Taoist sat side by side.

In the distance, the little boy and Lawyer An were still playing a cat-and-mouse game, but catching the mouse was only a matter of time.

Although Madam Bai had just merged with the City God's dharma body, and coupled with her status as the temple's body, perhaps also with the legacy of her time as a Taiping soldier, she certainly had many methods, but it was really unlikely that she could change the situation.

The old Taoist took out two cigarettes, handed one to his boss, and put one in his own mouth.

Biting the filter tip, Zhou Ze yawned.

He was sitting here not deliberately trying to be a hands-off shopkeeper. He just believed that the son of a wealthy man should not sit in a dangerous place. Now that Tie Hanhan (Iron Dumbbell) had entered eternal sleep, he had to be careful.

Perhaps, this was the mentality of a player who had fallen from a cheat mode to a regular mode. He didn't dare to be reckless anymore.

Sometimes Zhou Ze would reflect on whether he was living his life too "old." Adding up his two lifetimes, he was only in his early thirties.

Nowadays, many thirty-year-olds were still big boys, in the prime of their lives, galloping on the prairie.

But he was living with the feeling of someone in their seventies or eighties.

The trip to hell, even without mentioning the extra training that Tie Hanhan (Iron Dumbbell) had given him before falling asleep,

just the scenery and the tempering of his soul, were extraordinary.

But he had no urge to show off, to boast, or to flaunt his skills in front of his subordinates.

He was old,

old.

The old Taoist didn't understand his boss's "sentimental nostalgia." After lighting the cigarette for his boss, he couldn't wait to drag Gou Xin, who was still lying unconscious on the ground, over.

Zhou Ze's eyelids twitched.

Gou Xin was already on his last breath.

The old Taoist's careless way of handling him,

what if he suddenly kicked the bucket?

"Boss, let me search him. This guy has a lot of stuff on him."

The old Taoist's hands moved up and down Gou Xin's body, groping.

When Gou Xin confronted the City God, he threw out magical treasures and artifacts one by one as if he was opening a pawnshop, as if they were worthless, and he didn't seem to care at all.

His wealth made people jealous.

Seeing him unconscious now, the old Taoist didn't stand on ceremony.

Young people always like to show off. They don't understand the principle of keeping wealth hidden. The old Taoist felt that as an elder, he should educate him.

Although in the past hundred years, people in the yang world have learned to love each other and like to put on a veneer of humanity, and the great saints are in vogue,

in the yin world, taking advantage of your illness to take your life is the main theme. Having followed two bosses, the old Taoist has learned the ropes.

Zhou Ze wanted to stop him,

feeling that this kind of behavior wasn't very good. He used to only search the pockets of dead people. This person wasn't dead yet. Wouldn't it be more comfortable to wait until he completely died?

But seeing the old Taoist take out one item after another and put them on the steps in front of him,

the corner of Boss Zhou's mouth twitched.

He began to consider adding fuel to the fire,

directly helping Gou Xin end his pain, because this guy's wealth was really abundant.

Who would have thought,

Gou Xin coughed a few times,

and slowly opened his eyes.

"............" Old Taoist.

"............" Gou Xin.

How awkward.

However, Gou Xin wasn't angry about the trinkets on his body being taken out one by one and placed aside by the old Taoist.

Instead, he deliberately turned his head,

looking at Zhou Ze.

"You were seriously injured, and he was afraid of pressing on you, so he helped you take them out."

Boss Zhou said with a peaceful expression.

As for whether he believed it or not,

Zhou Ze himself didn't believe it anyway.

Gou Xin smiled,

which pulled at his wounds,

and coughed heavily a few more times,

saying:

"He's just looking for the items on my body. If he wants them, he can have them. It's not like he hasn't seen them before.

You, on the other hand, want my life."

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

Zhou Ze stood up, walked to Gou Xin's side, squatted down, looked at him, and said:

"When a normal man walks down the street and sees a beautiful woman, he will also fantasize about her under him, but how many will actually do it?"

"Alright, alright, I'll give you the stuff, and I'll add more if it's not enough. Will you spare my life?"

Zhou Ze nodded, agreeing.

"I guess I'm lucky that I stumbled today.

Fortunately, in your bookstore before, I just asked you with a smile if you wanted to live a good life with me, with good food and drink. I didn't do anything too outrageous, otherwise...

Eh,

you want to kill me again,

hahaha,

you're also petty."

Zhou Ze ignored him and yawned again, covering his mouth with his hand.

The cat-and-mouse game in front was coming to an end.

Even if Madam Bai was slippery, she couldn't withstand the beating of these big men and monkeys.

Solving her

was equivalent to solving Yingying's hidden danger.

Madam Bai was different from Gou Xin after all.

Zhou Ze wouldn't leave any room for the former.

In his two lifetimes, the only person he couldn't live without and truly valued was Yingying.

Gou Xin tilted his head slightly at this moment,

muttering:

"I'll remind you, this side should just be a bonus."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that her main body and most of her strength are indeed here, but not all of it. Before, Xiao Hei (Little Black) and Xiao Bai (Little White) wanted to lock her down, but they didn't succeed. It's not because she's so strong, but because the real her isn't here. Naturally, they can't lock down a mere shell.

I felt a little strange before, like I was being schemed against, but since there were benefits in front of me, I didn't lose out even if I was being schemed against, so I didn't take it to heart, because before the incident, I really wasn't worried about being schemed against."

Zhou Ze's gaze slowly turned gloomy.

He had deliberately told Yingying to stay behind and not come with him, because he was worried that Yingying might encounter an accident when facing Madam Bai together.

Could it be,

that in the end, he had fallen for a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain?

He then remembered what the old man in the painting said, that Madam Bai was called "Jade-Faced Rakshasa" in the Taiping army. Since she was a commander who led troops in battle, she wouldn't be so simple!

Immediately,

Zhou Ze immediately stood up.

The cat-and-mouse game was still going on in front, but Zhou Ze was unwilling to wait any longer. He planned to rush back to the bookstore immediately. Before leaving, Zhou Ze glanced at the old Taoist and then at Gou Xin,

saying:

"Old Taoist, take care of him. Take the stuff away, but don't let him die."

"Alright, Boss." The old Taoist agreed directly. With Lawyer An and his monkey over here, he wasn't worried that Gou Xin would go back on his word.

Gou Xin looked at the old Taoist,

a look of resentment on his face.

He shouted with his last bit of strength at Boss Zhou's back, which was already turning to leave:

"You still, want me to die…………"