Chapter 114 Disturbance

When Zhou Ze returned to his room, Ying'er was sitting on the bed, holding her phone, presumably playing a game.

The new sheets, quilts, and pillowcases had already been laid out. Seeing Zhou Ze enter, Ying'er subconsciously wanted to put away her phone and end the game.

She thought her boss would stay downstairs longer, but didn't expect him to come up so quickly.

"Keep playing," Zhou Ze said with a smile, lying down on the bed.

Ying'er glanced at Zhou Ze and continued playing.

Perhaps he was in a good mood today, or perhaps there was nothing else to do in bed,

he simply didn't want to participate in the collective "ideological report construction" activity downstairs, so he wasn't sleepy. Zhou Ze turned his head towards Ying'er, watching her phone screen.

Zhou Ze didn't play games, but he could tell that Ying'er was in a bad situation.

"Going to lose?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Yeah, our team's damage dealer suddenly went AFK, we can't win, boss."

"Oh, that's really irresponsible."

"Yeah, it is."

In the chat box, the other teammates were cursing the AFK player.

Since the game was already beyond saving, everyone had plenty of time to curse.

Just then, the person suddenly moved, and sent a message:

"Sorry everyone, I'm from Chengdu, there was an earthquake, I just went downstairs."

"Are you okay, bro?"

"The game doesn't matter, be safe, we'll just lose this one."

"Be careful, stay safe."

Ying'er also typed "Stay safe" and sent it.

The teammates, who had previously been unanimously scolding the person for being immoral, instantly became warm and friendly.

"We just felt the tremors here, not a big deal. There was even a loudspeaker countdown before the tremors came.

At first, I was confused and didn't know what it meant. My dad even shouted that the US and China were at war, and missiles were about to fall, run!"

Just then, a knock came at the door, along with Lawyer An's voice:

"Boss, Boss."

Ying'er had finished her game, got up, and opened the door.

"Boss, Geng Chen seems to be in trouble, he called me for help."

"Geng Chen? Which one?" Zhou Ze couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

"Um, that little kid, the one who makes puppets, the scapegoat!"

"Oh, him. What was he doing outside?" Zhou Ze asked. Geng Chen wasn't in the Late Night Bookstore when Zhou Ze woke up.

"I'm not sure, he's been out wandering for a while."

"That's interesting. He didn't think of us when he was out wandering, but now he's calling us for help when he's in trouble."

Logically speaking, it was fine when he was asleep, everyone could do whatever they wanted, as long as they didn't disband.

But he had been awake for days, and Geng Chen was still nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Ze really didn't care much about this kind of subordinate.

After all, some things are mutual.

Wasn't Old Zhang Tou a "righteous" person? He could at least maintain appearances. Geng Chen was putting on too much of a show.

Most importantly, there were no pots that needed a scapegoat right now, so Zhou Ze didn't show much enthusiasm for Geng Chen's plea for help.

In theory, Geng Chen's abilities were definitely greater than Zheng Qiang's and Yue Ya's, but Zhou Ze had long regarded Zheng Qiang and Yue Ya as his own, so he would get angry when something happened to them.

"Where is he?"

"In Xuzhou."

"What's he doing in Xuzhou?"

"He just sent me a location on WeChat, and then he stopped replying to my calls or messages. Something must have really happened.

You know, when something happens, phones usually stop working quickly."

"That's in TV shows."

"It's the same in reality, right?"

Lawyer An could tell that Zhou Ze didn't seem very interested in Geng Chen's matter, so he changed his approach.

He said, "Boss, whether we save this guy or not isn't really important. I'm just afraid that he might reveal the secrets he knows..."

"Heh, you're jumping ahead a bit too much. You just asked me whether to save him, and now you're suggesting we silence him."

You really can't be too honest...

"I'm just thinking about the safety of our bookstore."

"Alright, you take two people with you. Take Lin Ke and the little zombie."

"Okay, Boss, don't worry. If there's danger or any other situation, I'll definitely be careful."

As if he felt he hadn't made himself clear enough, Lawyer An added, "If there's danger, I'll definitely leave him to die!"

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Then Boss, you continue to rest. I'll go get people ready to go."

The bedroom door closed.

Zhou Ze put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

Ever since someone died in the bookstore, everyone had learned to be cautious. This was a good thing, and it did serve as a wake-up call to the extremely lax style of the bookstore in the past.

In the past, everyone was used to messing around, and it seemed like they could always turn danger into safety, at most suffering serious injuries, and then recovering to become a good man again.

But the iron fist of reality would tell you that you can't always be lucky.

Seeing that Zhou Ze had already closed his eyes, Ying'er reached out and turned off the lights.

"Click!"

The room immediately darkened, with only the streetlights outside shining through the curtains, creating a soft glow.

Ying'er turned sideways, gently fanning the boss with a fan, her eyes filled with his profile.

Perhaps, at this moment, many wives were doing the same thing.

…………

Drip, drip, drip...

"Damn it." Zhou Ze cursed.

Yes, he was dreaming again.

He hated this feeling, the same familiar environment as last time, the same familiar rhythm.

He lowered his head, looking at the ground behind him.

"Ding-dong... ding-dong... ding-dong..."

It was coming, the same sword sheath as last time.

It was as if the last dream hadn't finished, and this time it was being continued.

And without Zhou Ze's consent. You should know that a person's dream is actually the most private place, but it was being repeatedly invaded by something unfamiliar.

Zhou Ze wanted to call Tie Hanhan over right now.

He didn't expect Tie Hanhan to be some kind of dream interpretation master, but if he could pull him over and listen to the "ding-dong ding-dong" with him, the two of them would suffer together, and it wouldn't be so painful.

Zhou Ze squatted down.

The sword sheath was still tapping below the surface of the water.

Zhou Ze put his hand on it, seeming to feel a little bit of the remaining vibration.

Nothing else happened.

Nothing, nothing at all.

If it was a precious sword, with dazzling light, it might be more interesting to look at.

But now it was just a sword sheath poking here, was it trying to grind an iron rod into a needle?

…………

The next morning, when he woke up, Zhou Ze lay in bed for a quarter of an hour before he could make the "ding-dong" sound that had been circling in his head disappear.

He sighed, sat up, and Ying'er, seeing Zhou Ze get up, also got out of bed and brought the clothes he had prepared for him to wear today.

Generally speaking, the first thing her boss did when he woke up in the morning was to take a shower.

"I'm not taking a shower today, and I'm not going down for breakfast. Tell them downstairs. Also, make me a cup of coffee."

"Okay, Boss."

Ying'er obediently went downstairs to make coffee.

Zhou Ze got out of bed, walked to the window, and opened it.

It seemed like it had rained in the second half of the night, and it hadn't completely stopped yet. Even the air was damp.

He silently lit a cigarette, and said in his heart:

"Hey, can you know what I dreamed?"

"No... can..."

"Looks like I can still have some privacy."

"Not... interested..."

"I'm very annoyed right now. My head feels like it's about to explode. This is the second time. I really can't take it anymore."

"Some... noise... that's all... being... dramatic..."

"..." Zhou Ze.

You said you couldn't know my dreams!

"Boss, your coffee is here."

Ying'er brought the coffee, interrupting Zhou Ze's conversation with Ying Gou.

He took two sips of coffee and put the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Since Ying Gou was talking about it in such a calm tone, it meant that his dream probably wasn't a big deal.

He wasn't some chosen one, and Boss Zhou didn't believe in some kind of heavenly induction.

But this dream was really annoying.

In fact, there was one thing Ying Gou didn't say, and Boss Zhou hadn't thought of. Boss Zhou, who had Ying Gou living inside him and also had Mount Tai, was actually considered someone in a special "circle."

And it was normal for someone in this "circle" to sense something in the dark.

He didn't know if Ying Gou was too lazy to explain, or if he really didn't want to say it.

Zhou Ze carried his coffee cup downstairs.

Breakfast downstairs had just ended.

"Old Zhou, should I make you a bowl of wonton noodles?"

"Forget it, I'm not eating. I didn't rest well last night, I don't have an appetite."

Hearing this, Xu Qinglang subconsciously staggered and laughed, "So it's finally starting?"

"Huh?" Zhou Ze didn't understand.

"Lawyer An said it." Xu Qinglang shook his head and took the dishes into the kitchen.

What surprised Zhou Ze was that there were three little guys sitting on the sofa in the bookstore.

Qing, and Qing's two partners, they seemed to be called Liang You Bu Qi or something.

And when Zhou Ze walked down, Qing and Liang and You then got up together.

They didn't kneel down, but they still bowed.

Zhou Ze responded and sat down on the sofa opposite them, his eyes focused on Qing.

Inside Qing, the black shadow old man should still be sealed, this was the next batch of fertilizer Zhou Ze had scheduled.

These three were still acting a bit high and mighty, Boss Zhou could understand, after all, these three had different identities.

Just then, the old Taoist came back carrying a broom and dustpan.

He pushed open the door, and as soon as he walked in, Qing, Liang, and You got up together and knelt down to the old Taoist!

It was so neat, so orderly, so quick!

"..." Zhou Ze.