Chapter 1 A Pitiful Person

A person, a pitiful person, a pitiful and insane person;

Because of another person, a pitiful person, a pitiful woman on the verge of madness;

Creating a deformed product,

And in the process,

Causing their parents to meet with misfortune.

Xu Qinglang felt very conflicted; this revenge wasn't so satisfying, at least not particularly exhilarating.

The enemy wasn't utterly evil, and was even a pitiful person.

But Lao Xu wasn't too sentimental.

After half a bottle of wine,

He stopped eating,

And went to the refrigerator to get a cucumber.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Ze turned around and asked.

"Skincare."

Xu Qinglang took the copper coin sword and began slicing the cucumber.

As if saying goodbye to yesterday, planning to greet the new day with vigor.

Boss Zhou really wanted to remind him that he had used this sword to whip a corpse this morning.

But looking at Lao Xu's current state, he decided against it. Perhaps, smelling the enemy's scent while doing skincare was a form of psychological therapy?

Fortunately, Lao Xu wasn't that twisted. Halfway through slicing, he seemed to remember what he'd done with the copper coin sword today, threw the sliced cucumbers into the trash, and turned to take another one from the refrigerator.

This time he didn't slice it. He sat back down and took a bite, a crisp crunch.

As expected of the bookstore garden's produce, the homegrown vegetables were refreshing and delicious!

The old Daoist picked up his chopsticks and began to devour his food; he was truly hungry.

Zhou Ze didn't have much of an appetite, sitting at the table, taking small bites as he accompanied the old Daoist.

Things in reality often don't develop as people expect, and Zhou Ze found it difficult to empathize with Lao Xu's current emotional state.

After all, for Boss Zhou, a troublesome nuisance had been completely resolved, and he didn't care about the past of that nuisance.

But Lao Xu was different. After all, this was the enemy who had killed his parents. The original anger hadn't been completely vented after the revenge, and it ended in such a muddled way, with such a muddled reason. To say he was depressed was an understatement.

Fortunately, Lao Xu had a good mental state. Boss Zhou believed that Lao Xu could quickly get over it. After all, life had to go on.

After all,

Even the most fragile person can learn to be strong once they own twenty-odd apartments.

After the meal,

Yingying cleared the table. The old Daoist wiped his mouth, continued sitting at the table, handed Zhou Ze a cigarette, lit one for himself, and said,

"Boss, what else did you say before?"

The old Daoist remembered that the boss had only said half of something before the meal.

"I have to go out tomorrow. I'll have to trouble you to look after the store for a while."

As he spoke,

Zhou Ze specifically pointed to the pharmacy next door, saying,

"Old Daoist, especially those two patients in the pharmacy, they're both our good friends. You have to take good care of them.

If they want to be discharged, you must send them off; otherwise, they'll laugh at us for not knowing etiquette."

"Okay, boss, no problem. Leave it to this Daoist."

Zhou Ze nodded, looked at the time on his phone, and said, "I'll drive over tomorrow morning. Yingying, come with me then."

"Do you really have to go?"

Xu Qinglang asked, chewing on another bite of cucumber.

He knew Zhou Ze's personality; he always feared trouble. And now, after experiencing Qing's matter and then his master's matter, after the successive twists and turns had just ended,

According to Zhou Ze's nature,

It was time to relax and cook some salted fish soup,

How could he suddenly be busy again?

"I have to go."

"Well, don't worry, we'll watch over the house."

Since Zhou Ze was so resolute, Xu Qinglang didn't say anything else.

Zhou Ze glanced meaningfully at the old Daoist, who got up to find the monkey, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and quickly put it down, saying to Xu Qinglang, "You discuss with Baihu and the little zombie tonight. Our store has been very empty lately."

"I understand."

"Okay, that's it for now."

Zhou Ze got up and walked towards the stairs.

Xu Qinglang instinctively felt that Lao Zhou had actually wanted to discuss something with them before the meal, but after the meal, he seemed to have made the decision directly, not intending to discuss it further.

He was a little confused, but since Lao Zhou didn't want to say, Xu Qinglang didn't plan to ask further. He would just manage the house properly.

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Back in his room,

Zhou Ze lay down on the bed.

After a while, Yingying, who had finished cleaning up downstairs, also came to the bedroom and took out a suitcase.

"Boss, everything's packed."

During the day, Zhou Ze had instructed her and the little monkey to pack their luggage and be ready to run away at any time, but because of the old Daoist's extraordinary performance,

The two troubles were defeated in a blaze of glory,

So naturally there was no need to run away.

But since they were going on a trip, there was no need to pack again.

"Mm."

Zhou Ze responded, eyes open, looking at the ceiling.

Yingying seemed quite excited. In Yingying's view, no matter how many dangers or storms they had to face outside, she could treat it as her honeymoon trip with the boss.

Moreover, this time the boss was only taking her!

Just thinking about it made her excited, hee hee hee!

"Boss, how long will we need to be out this time?" Yingying asked.

"I'm not sure. It might take a while. We'll see when the time comes."

After all, it was an unknown place, and no one knew what they would encounter there.

"Boss, you've been really tired lately."

Yingying saw Zhou Ze's exhaustion, climbed onto the bed, folded her legs into a suitable arc, indicating that the boss should rest his head on her legs so she could massage his head.

Zhou Ze subconsciously got up. They had practiced this position countless times on the bed, and they were already familiar with it.

Yingying gently massaged Zhou Ze, and Zhou Ze closed his eyes, silently enjoying the moment of peace.

"Boss, there's really a lot of money this time, much more than the Sea God's money."

"I think I only took the deposit that time with the Sea God," Zhou Ze reminded her.

"I think you're right, that damned Sea God, he's so stingy, outrageous! Oh, right, Boss, do you want coffee?"

"Make me a cup."

"Okay."

Yingying got out of bed and went out to make coffee.

Zhou Ze lay alone on the bed for a while,

Then got up and went to the desk, reaching out to pick up the painting.

In fact, Xu Qinglang's suspicion was correct. At this time, when several things had just been settled, Boss Zhou was unwilling to go out and cause trouble.

But after he opened the gate to hell and sent the souls of those four young people in the afternoon,

Some things,

Were already beyond his control.

"Shua!"

The small painting was unfurled.

The scenery and figures in the painting were very simple.

A small pavilion,

In which a white-clad man sat upright, with a little monkey diligently helping to pour wine;

This scene,

Was exactly the same as the scene that had appeared in his dream...