Chapter 1 Xu Qinglang

Xu Qinglang parked the car in front of the bookstore, opened the trunk, and carried the groceries he had bought back into the store.

"Yingying, where's Lao Zhou?"

Xu Qinglang asked.

Zhou Ze had just sent him a WeChat message, saying that Lao Zhang and the others were coming back tonight, so he bought some extra groceries.

"I don't know, it seems like something suddenly came up and he left. The boss just said he was going to take a shower, but when I went upstairs to get his clothes, he was gone."

"It looks like there's a fire over there, maybe he went there." Xu Qinglang put down his things, wiped his sweat, and said, "Come on, Yingying, give me a hand."

"Okay!"

Yingying was very happy.

*The Maid's Path to Self-Improvement* said:

Learn the superior techniques of the barbarians to control the barbarians!

Sometimes, Yingying really felt that *The Maid's Path to Self-Improvement* was amazing. Its theories could even be applied to international relations!

"Slice the pig liver first, then wash it with beer."

"Why use beer?"

"It can better remove the fishy smell and blood."

"Oh, okay, I understand."

Yingying held the kitchen knife in her hand,

and began to "chop chop chop chop."

Leaving aside everything else, at least Yingying's knife skills were excellent. Her control of strength was indeed extraordinary.

"Oh, right, Xu Niang... Lao Xu."

"Hmm?"

"I feel like I'm not as cold as I used to be."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

Being warm is more like being a living person.

Xu Qinglang had also heard about the changes in Yingying's body. He thought it was a good thing.

Everyone living in the bookstore was more like a person. They ate, drank, slept, and occasionally had minor aches and pains and received care. That was life.

Otherwise, a house full of living dead monsters, with only himself eating and sleeping, would feel desolate.

"That's not right. The boss liked being with me when I was very cold because he was afraid of the heat and liked the cold."

Heh, that's true.

Xu Qinglang remembered that last summer, when the power went out and Lao Zhou wasn't home, he and Lao Dao were so hot that they had no choice but to take their sleeping mats and sleep on the floor in Yingying's room to cool off.

Now, being in the kitchen with Yingying,

he could only feel the heat from the stove,

and Yingying,

unless you were very close to her,

wasn't as cold as she used to be.

The power had indeed decreased a lot.

"The boss used to be able to fall asleep just by being in the same room as me. Now that I'm not as cold, he has to stick close to me to feel the coldness he likes.

I'm afraid that after a while, when I'm not cold at all, the boss won't want me anymore."

Like just now, when the boss wanted to take a nap, he had to lean his head on her shoulder.

"It's okay, when you're not cold at all, Lao Zhou will be even happier to develop other games. He's probably already impatient.

Oh, right, help me chop this onion too."

"Okay."

…………

"Boss…………"

Zhou Ze ignored Lao Dao, and instead reached out and picked up the golden retriever at his feet.

Dogs are indeed more sensitive than people in some ways. At this time, the golden retriever that Zhou Ze picked up was scared stiff, its body still trembling slightly.

"This…………"

Lao Dao pointed at the woman who had just been kicked unconscious by his boss.

"Just let her…………"

Zhou Ze didn't finish his sentence,

his eyes immediately narrowed,

he dropped the golden retriever in his hand,

and then grabbed Lao Dao's hand,

quickly flipping to the side.

"Buzz!"

A terrifying blue flame swept over,

The normal fire that was burning below was extinguished instantly when this blue flame appeared, as if it had been drained of all its presence.

The blue flame almost brushed past Zhou Ze and Lao Dao, but it didn't cause any harm to the unconscious woman and the golden retriever. It seemed to have its own consciousness, only burning the targets it wanted to burn.

Zhou Ze didn't hesitate. After pulling Lao Dao out of the way, he smashed through the glass of the back window and jumped out.

His fingernails scratched a spark on the wall,

slowing down

when he reached the ground.

At their feet

was a small flower garden behind the burning building.

Not far ahead was a swimming pool in the residential area, but the swimming pool was not open now and had no water in it.

"Boss, what was that just now? It was so scary."

Lao Dao had also seen the blue flame. He knew that this flame was definitely not ordinary. The feeling that could make the depths of one's soul tremble was truly terrifying.

"I don't know, you stay here and don't move, I'll go meet that guy."

He was previously unhappy with Lao Dao, but this was not the time to argue. In Tong City, someone dared to sneak attack him,

They must be tired of living!

However,

Boss Zhou seemed to have underestimated the other party's attitude,

because the other party was not trying to sneak attack,

and wasn't worried about Zhou Ze looking for him,

because the other party,

had already come up again!

From the soil of the flower garden,

blue light suddenly shone out,

They were standing on top of a volcano that could erupt at any time.

Boss Zhou didn't hesitate at all.

The five fingernails on his left hand grew completely,

and he inserted them directly into the ground!

Five black chains manifested,

like a net,

completely locking down the ground beneath his feet!

The lid below was about to be lifted, and Boss Zhou had essentially added a layer of tape to it.

After doing all this,

Zhou Ze raised his head

and looked up.

A paper figure was slowly falling from above,

along with

a vast pressure,

as if everything in the world in front of it

was as small as dust,

and any will in front of it

would either submit or be destroyed!

Zhou Ze's knees were bearing tremendous pressure at this moment,

but he still insisted on standing.

During the White Madam incident, a pit was blown out in front of the bookstore, and there was a doll inside that seemed to be related to immortals, or at least had some immortal aura. Boss Zhou didn't kneel then, so how could he kneel now?

But Lao Dao next to him was different.

Whether it was because of the excessive pressure or something else,

"thump,"

Lao Dao knelt down with a crisp sound,

and he was exceptionally proper.

The paper figure was decreasing in height,

and the momentum began to become more intense like a rising tide.

Zhou Ze clenched his teeth,

and grabbed upwards with his right hand:

"Newspaper!"

"Boom!"

Several black chains lashed upwards, but they dissipated before they could touch the paper figure's body, but the paper figure's trajectory was changed as a result, and it slid to the other side,

finally,

floating ten meters in front of Zhou Ze.

It would be a lie to say that you could see any handsome or elegant appearance from a small paper figure.

But this small paper figure

could emit a momentum that made Boss Zhou feel stressed,

which was astonishing enough.

The paper figure had a spirit. Although its eyes were painted on, you could really sense the movement of its gaze. At this moment, its gaze had moved from Zhou Ze to Lao Dao, who was kneeling on the ground.

Lao Dao felt as if thunder was rumbling in his head. He felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't hear the outside world, and his eyes were starting to turn dark. He was only a little away from passing out completely.

Although he had been vigilant, Zhou Ze found that the paper figure's emotions were very obvious. The other party didn't intend to hide anything, and seemed to disdain doing so.

Because sometimes hiding is a self-preservation mechanism, but the other party clearly didn't have one.

You could clearly feel the "disappointment, anger, sorrow, resentment for his lack of ambition..."

What complex emotions,

where did these emotions come from?

"Waste."

The paper figure's voice came,

as if condensed in the air.

Boss Zhou narrowed his eyes. Was the other party scolding Lao Dao?

If he was scolding Lao Dao,

then this person is...

But,

what did that flame just now mean, a greeting?

But since the other party had shown himself, Boss Zhou put away some of his animosity and said:

"Since you're here, then save him, otherwise, I'll have to turn him into a jiang…………"

"Why...should I save a...waste?"

"You're not here to save him?"

Boss Zhou was surprised,

and immediately continued, "Then the lifespan that was stolen earlier and those two deliveries were..."

"Just sacrificial objects and a shroud. He is, after all, a descendant of the Lord of Mount Tai. Even if he dies, he must have his dignity."

Boss Zhou finally understood the source of the other party's complex emotions earlier.

It was a bit like Zhu Yuanzhang looking at Zhu Youxiao and Zhu Youjian, or Nurhaci or Huang Taiji looking at Guangxu and Puyi,

It really was like that,

the kind of posture that wished he could just cut down these unworthy descendants.

But this was, after all, a family matter.

Boss Zhou could only say:

"Calm down, calm down. No matter how unbearable he is, no matter what mistakes he has made, you're still connected by blood, right?

Besides, you don't need to kill him to vent your anger. He's actually almost done for. He has a terminal illness."

The paper figure suddenly laughed,

"He ran away, taking the Daoist legacy with him.

He died, still wanting to take the Daoist legacy with him.

When a person dies, the soul can continue,

When the body dies, the Dao can be passed on,

When life is extinguished, the spirit can be renewed.

What does my Mount Tai lineage owe to this unworthy descendant?

He had to deliberately lose the foundation first, burying the painstaking efforts of several generations of the Mount Tai lineage!

Now,

he's deliberately dragging the Daoist legacy to die with him,

completely extinguishing all hope for Mount Tai to rise again!"

Hearing these words,

Boss Zhou was also stunned for a moment.

Damn,

he had only heard from An Buqi that this last Lord of Mount Tai was tricked by the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, lost his kingdom, and disappeared;

But it wasn't that simple.

Was the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's great deception technique really that awesome, or was Lao Dao really missing a few screws in his head, being tricked so honestly?

He was digging up his own ancestral grave and cutting off his own feng shui.

Boss Zhou couldn't help but turn his head to look at Lao Dao kneeling below, who was completely unaware of everything that was happening outside,

and sighed:

"It seems, he really went a little too far."