Chapter 556 Pandora's Box

The wax museum was a complete mess.

The grand opening celebration

had ended up in such a state.

Barrister An often acted like an ancient Greek wandering prophet, constantly shouting:

"The wind is rising!"

"The world is changing!"

"The sky is falling!"

But in reality, Zhou Ze didn't have a personal sense of these things.

It was like the trade war going on; newspapers kept shouting "Overcoming difficulties together," as if a storm was brewing.

But the common people seemed to continue living their own lives.

In the end,

the distance was too great.

Things that are too far away are for the powerful to worry about.

The Ninth Hall, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva…

Boss Zhou didn't feel anything; anyway, they wouldn't suddenly appear and steal his civet coffee.

But the matter of Ying Gou's identity

was like a pot of warm water simmering on the stove,

constantly bubbling.

This was partly due to the chain reaction caused by Zhou Ze borrowing too much of Ying Gou's power in the early stages;

but mostly because, as his strength and status continued to rise,

the areas he came into contact with began to expand,

leading to inevitable fusion and collision of certain events.

The woman from hell who came to deliver the Yin-Yang Record last time

had said she was waiting for Ying Gou to descend below.

Zhou Ze only remembered her dignified official robes,

but at that time, Ying Gou hadn't fully awakened and had no consciousness.

However,

according to that iron-headed fool's personality,

even if he had been awake at the time,

seeing that woman,

he probably would have said:

"Being violated by me is your honor!"

Could you expect a chauvinistic, egotistical, face-saving man to gently submit to a woman?

Impossible.

Fortunately, Ying Gou hadn't awakened at that time; otherwise, he might have been directly annihilated by that female adult.

Headache,

headache,

Boss Zhou walked out of the wax museum, supported by the little boy.

As for how to handle the aftermath and cleanup here, let Barrister An and the old Taoist be responsible.

"Aaaah!!!"

"Aaaah!!!"

A male and a female scream came from inside,

familiar voices,

like the voices of those two employees.

They rushed out of the office,

and fainted at the door after only a few steps.

Obviously, they had been subjected to too much stimulation; after a brief awakening, their consciousness couldn't bear it, and their bodies entered a state of self-protective coma.

They hadn't died.

The little boy's eyes widened, as if he had thought of something.

"I'm saying,"

Zhou Ze said.

The little boy looked at Zhou Ze with a pleading gaze,

could you not say it?

"That female curator, could it be…"

She,

could it be possible that she hadn't died either?

Just been sealed there?

The female curator, Wang Ke's friend, including her two employees, according to what the little boy had just said, had been made into wax figures and placed in the office.

Now,

the two employees had recovered and were alive.

But,

one was missing.

"Uh…"

Could it be that

the female curator hadn't actually died?

She could have been resurrected after everything was over,

but,

but,

but you, who was hitting on girls at the time,

twisted her head off?

"Later, get some paper money and burn it for her, so she can rest in peace."

That's all Zhou Ze could say.

The little boy nodded, indicating that he understood.

He squatted down,

looking at the two unconscious employees in front of him.

In fact,

judging from their condition just now,

their minds had suffered extreme damage,

which meant that

even if they woke up, they might become mentally deranged.

Rather than living in such a daze,

it would be better to be free sooner.

Tsk tsk,

biting his teeth,

Zhou Ze stood up.

"Let's go."

In fact,

the little boy wanted to say that the female curator's mai mai had blood before, and when he took off her head, it was very easy, limp there, she should have been dead for a long time.

But being serious about this at this time didn't seem to make much sense.

Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't intend to punish him by dropping him out of school, he didn't want to think about it anymore.

Actually, Boss Zhou was thinking in his heart,

being Wang Ke's friend

was really unlucky.

Walking back to the bookstore,

just as he pushed the door open,

he saw Barrister An, who was originally wearing a leopard-print pajamas, running down the stairs in exasperation.

At this time,

he was covered in mud,

as if he had just returned from transplanting rice seedlings in the fields.

Barrister An saw the little boy beside Zhou Ze,

with a look of astonishment,

"You, you, you, you…"

"You go and tell him what happened."

After instructing,

Zhou Ze looked at Yingying, who also looked surprised,

"Yingying."

"Ah, Boss!"

"Help me take a bath."

"Okay, Boss."

Zhou Ze was tired; don't look at how calm and relaxed he was when he stepped onto the throne step by step;

but the consumption of his spirit was really great.

The bones of the demon gods under the throne,

the sense of oppression they brought was truly frightening.

It was like an ordinary person walking over a nest of snakes.

When scrubbing his back,

Zhou Ze found that Yingying's strength was very weak.

"What's wrong? Use a little strength?"

Zhou Ze reminded.

"Ah, won't I scrub you into nothing, Boss?"

"I'm real."

Zhou Ze said helplessly.

"Really won't scrub you into nothing?"

Saying that,

Yingying took a bite,

and licked it,

hard,

a little salty,

but not spoiled.

"Ah, Boss, you're real!"

"…" Zhou Ze.

"Boss, do you know how worried I was when you said you were going to be washed away after taking a bath before?"

"Well, it's all over. By the way, tell the old Taoist and the others that the wax museum needs to be dealt with, and call Lao Zhang again.

Okay, you go do your work; I'll wash myself."

"Okay, Boss."

Yingying went out.

Zhou Ze looked at the red tooth mark on his shoulder,

shaking his head speechlessly.

But,

after a while,

Zhou Ze still touched it with his hand.

After taking a bath,

and changing clothes,

the fatigue didn't diminish,

but became even more powerless.

If there weren't still things to do, Zhou Ze would have wanted to hug Yingying and go to sleep.

Barrister An had also tidied himself up, changed clothes, and sat there with a solemn expression, smoking a cigarette.

When Zhou Ze walked over,

Barrister An was about to speak with a solemn expression.

Zhou Ze and he spoke together:

"The wind is rising."

"The wind is rising."

"…" Barrister An.

Zhou Ze sat down in front of Barrister An.

Yingying thoughtfully brought a towel to dry Zhou Ze's hair.

"Boss, you did the right thing; those people couldn't be left alive."

Barrister An said.

In fact,

Barrister An was very satisfied with one thing about Zhou Ze,

that was, he was absolutely ruthless when he should be.

Either he was too lazy to do things,

or when he did,

he liked to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, and wouldn't be soft-hearted.

"If I let them go, I don't believe that a group of people would run to my bookstore and bow down to me the next day."

"Yeah, after all these years, the swallows that once graced the halls of noble families now fly into the homes of ordinary people."

The world is cold and fickle,

plus, Ying Gou probably wasn't the kind of person who liked to use both kindness and power to make his subordinates loyal to him.

In this regard,

Mount Tai Prefecture Lord was much better than Ying Gou;

at least after the Prefecture Lord's collapse, there was still an old monkey who had been helping him find a successor.

Of course,

with Ying Gou's personality, he probably wouldn't be deceived like Mount Tai Prefecture Lord.

If Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva preached Buddhism in front of Ying Gou

and affected Ying Gou's nap,

he might just use his fists.

"I asked the old Taoist and the zombies to be responsible for handling the affairs of the wax museum. Lao Zhang has also rushed over from the bureau."

Barrister An said.

Zhou Ze nodded,

then stood up

and said:

"Let's go."

"Huh? Where to?"

"To dig for the youth you just buried."

"…" Barrister An.

"Do you think it's still warm?"

Zhou Ze joked.

When they drove to the site of the relocated village under Rugao City,

it was almost dusk.

Zhou Ze threw the shovel to Barrister An,

and lit a cigarette beside him.

"Aren't you coming with me?"

Barrister An asked.

"Your past is something I have no right to interfere with."

Barrister An felt a mouthful of old blood suffocating him.

By the time the grave was dug open,

it was completely dark.

"The body is still there, right?"

Zhou Ze asked.

If the body was gone,

then the two of them were too retarded back then.

"It's there, it's there."

Barrister An carried out Lu Pingzhi's body.

Except for being a little muddy and dirty, the old man didn't show any signs of rotting, and even corpse spots hadn't appeared.

"Check it. He must have something on him."

If he didn't,

the female curator wouldn't have come to him on purpose.

Barrister An began to check carefully.

"Pay attention to checking…"

"The anus, right? I know!"

Barrister An interrupted Zhou Ze in annoyance.

After searching through it,

Barrister An sighed

and said:

"There's nothing."

In fact,

Barrister An had also checked when he buried Lu Pingzhi last time.

"That's strange."

Zhou Ze shook the ashes in confusion,

"Could it be that he hid the thing?"

"Perhaps."

If Lu Pingzhi had hidden the thing,

and he was dead,

then the thing would really be impossible to find.

Zhou Ze walked to the corpse, squatted down,

and reached out to check.

This corpse really didn't have any signs of decay, and seemed to still have residual warmth.

Residual warmth?

Zhou Ze bit his lip and said directly:

"Burn him!"

"Burn him?"

"Find some firewood, and we'll destroy the evidence of your youth and past together."

"Boss, can you not mention that again?"

Barrister An found firewood, piled it up, and then lit it with a lighter.

Soon,

it started burning.

Zhou Ze stood beside him,

the firelight reflecting on his face,

and then,

his expression began to become more and more serious.

Because during the burning,

Lu Pingzhi's body was not burned,

not even a single strand of hair was broken!

"This is damn invulnerable to water and fire."

Barrister An was also extremely surprised.

The fire went out,

and Lu Pingzhi was still lying there,

very peacefully.

Without saying a word,

Zhou Ze's index fingernail grew out

and cut down Lu Pingzhi's jawline all the way to his abdomen.

The bloody scene he had imagined didn't appear.

On Lu Pingzhi's abdomen,

a golden light suddenly bloomed!