Chapter 40: Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts

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Tongcheng has become famous in recent years, not because of its economy or its snacks, but because of its college entrance examination.

For most senior high school students across the country, the Tongcheng simulated paper is comparable to the Huanggang dense paper.

Of course, these things originally had no effect on Zhou Ze, and his bookstore has long since gotten rid of its dependence on the "living business".

It has completed the upgrading and transformation of the industrial structure, making money for the dead.

However, the fat man who came to look for him last time found himself again.

The purpose is very simple, the next semester is the semester of the college entrance examination, Fatty plans to do a big job again, to do the pirated secret volume business.

There should be many twists and turns, and even an extremely intricate chain of interests, which Zhou Ze is not very clear about. In fact, Zhou Ze believes that Xu Le will not be clear either.

The reason why Fatty planned to recruit Xu Le into his gang last time and this time was entirely because he wanted to use some of Xu Le's classmates' relationships.

Xu Le is in the middle, in fact, he is a middleman who satisfies both parties.

Don't be silly,

But most reassuring.

Piracy is an unavoidable hurdle in domestic social life nowadays, and even the so-called "shanzhai" culture derived from it seems to be vigorous and in full swing, and even gradually broke away from the category of derogatory words and began to develop into neutral words. .

But it is illegal after all to say a thousand words and ten thousand. Although the current trend makes this phenomenon almost unbearably common, but if you are unlucky and you are really targeted, it is always a very troublesome thing.

Zhou Ze rejected the fat man, and the fat man left sullenly. Before leaving, the fat man standing at the door lit a cigarette, touched the gold chain from which he dropped the gold powder,

cursed:

"Sabbie."

Zhou Ze continued to sit behind the counter and read a book. The fat man's visit was nothing more than a small episode in his life during this period.

The female corpse was the same as usual. After cleaning the bookstore, she sat on a chair with her eyes closed, leaning against the wall, as if she was in a daze or taking a nap.

The lives of the two of them were tainted with an atmosphere similar to that of an old lady's foot wrap.

Zhou Ze felt complacent, thinking of what he was most looking forward to in his previous life, which was living in this way, wasting time, wasting time, reading books, and being in a daze.

You don't need to be ready to face emergency cases at any time, and you don't need to urge yourself to climb up little by little all the time.

For the female corpse, she has been lying in the coffin for two hundred years, and she has long been used to dullness and silence. Now, it is just a drizzle.

Compared with the "calm as water" in the bookstore, Xu Qinglang is much more motivated. He has a rich fortune, and he doesn't really have much pursuit of metaphysics. Instead, he thinks about how to make money and develop by his own ability.

Because of this, Xu Qinglang was very displeased with the decadent style of the master and servant next door!

"Look at you, you're too lazy to act like a dead person every day." Xu Qinglang came over to smoke a cigarette after a busy day as usual and taunted Zhou Zepo.

"I was originally a dead person." Zhou Ze waved his hand and exhaled a smoke ring.

"Look at you, people who have lived two lifetimes don't have much money in their hands now. I'm a man with more than 20 apartments, and I'm still working hard."

As usual, after belittling Zhou Ze, he had to flatter himself.

Zhou Ze glanced at Xu Qinglang and said with a smile, "Are you preparing a dowry for yourself?"

"Dogs can't spit out ivory." Xu Qinglang raised his head and looked at the night sky (roof), "I think that when I retire in the future, my life will be more comfortable."

"Twenty or so sets of mansions have attracted Mrs. Ghost to come and carry you back in eight sedan chairs to get married. If you work harder, earn more money, buy more houses, and fight for some female ghost king next time, I think it's right for you. , I, a ghost, can also follow you to get rich.

Gou Fugui, don't forget each other. "

"Hehe." The female corpse next to her was very cooperative with her boss.

"It's almost eight o'clock, I have to get ready." Xu Qinglang looked at the time and said.

"What?" Zhou Ze was a little surprised.

Normally, Xu Qinglang goes to bed very early at night.

"Today is the opening day of the Confucian Temple. Isn't it just a few months before the college entrance examination? I have a relative in my hometown whose child is going to take the college entrance examination this year. He asked me to go to the Confucian Temple to burn incense for him."

"Are you willing to go to this matter?" Zhou Ze knew Xu Qinglang's temper, saying that he was indifferent and selfish. After a while, he was too lazy to deal with other things besides making money.

"When I was young, I ate food from his family and received relief from his family. Otherwise, I wouldn't know if I would survive the demolition, so I have to pay back the favor." Xu Qinglang said seriously.

"Yeah." Zhou Ze nodded.

"Why don't you go together?" Xu Qinglang suddenly invited, "Get a head start for me?"

"The Temple of Confucianism also has a rare head incense?"

"Hey, it's always a good fortune, isn't it?"

"I don't have much strength." Zhou Ze has seen how crazy those people who grab the top spot are. He has a strong body, and he really can't stand it. Unless he uses his nails to open the way, he can't bring down everyone around him, right?

"Please ask her." Xu Qinglang pointed at the female corpse, "As strong as a bull, help me carry it."

The female corpse frowned, ready to sarcastically.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Xu Qinglang raised his eyebrows.

The female corpse swallowed the words immediately, smiling like a flower for a while.

These days, she has never stepped out of the bookstore.

No way, Zhou Ze could only nod his head in agreement, he was worried that the female corpse would run out alone, don't look at her as a maid who is as caring as she is now, with people's hearts separated by belly, let alone a zombie without a "heart"?

Zhou Ze even believed that if one day his abilities disappeared, the first one to eat up his flesh and blood might be this female corpse who is servile to him now.

The three of them took a taxi to the Confucian Temple. The outside of the Confucian Temple is said to be crowded with people, which is a bit exaggerated, but it is also surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

Poor parents all over the world.

Xu Qinglang met the relative couple he mentioned outside the Confucian Temple, two middle-aged people who looked very loyal and honest.

Of course their son didn't come, everyone is trying to win the prize, but no one is really short-sighted enough to believe that this person can really go to high school, and there are basically no students of student age at the scene, and they should all be studying at home. of.

The Confucian Temple in Tongcheng was "washed" in the year after the new year. As for why it was not placed in the year before, it may be that the masters in the Confucian Temple felt that it was a bit humiliating to compete with the gang of ghosts, snakes, gods, mountain spirits and wild monsters during the Chinese New Year.

It would be better in the next year,

Seeing that there are few cars and horses in front of your door, and there are so many believers here, it shows a b character.

As for the specific reasons and how it is in other parts of the country, Zhou Ze is not clear. Customs mean inexplicable rules. Who can explain clearly?

Just like the so-called custom of the father-in-law's wedding in a city next to Tongcheng City that has been hotly debated on the Internet these days, it is even more unreasonable to talk about it.

"Squeak" sound,

The mahogany door was opened,

For a while, the parents waiting outside turned into "vicious beasts" and rushed into the Confucian Temple.

The female corpse took the lead, followed by Xu Qinglang and his relatives and couple, looking like Zhao Zilong in Changbanpo.

Zhou Ze didn't follow along to join in the fun, he squatted on the curb outside the door, smoking a cigarette.

While smoking, Zhou Ze unexpectedly found that the cigarette butt in his hand had suddenly gone out.

Zhou Ze ordered it again, but the next thing he smoked suddenly became dull.

"Hehe." Zhou Ze threw down the cigarette butt, looked around, he knew clearly that his own cigarette had been enshrined as incense.

Don't eat the fragrance, don't pay attention to the tribute,

Alone for this mortal smoke,

I don't know which ghost and snake spirit it is.

Zhou Ze naturally didn't have the anger of "fuck, you dare to steal my cigarettes". He was a stowaway a month ago, and he became a temporary worker half a month later.

There is no bastard spirit of "chicken and dog ascend to heaven" and "this road is my own".

"Bang!"

a gong sounded,

On this night, it seemed so abrupt and harsh.

Zhou Ze followed the sound and looked over,

From the flower garden behind the Confucian Temple, a short, dwarf old man walked out with a gong in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth.

The old man also took a special look at Zhou Ze, opened his mouth, and exhaled a smoke ring, as if to thank Zhou Ze for the cigarette.

Zhou Ze also laughed,

He lit all the cigarettes left in his hand with a lighter, and put them on the ground one by one, leaving only one for himself to smoke.

Soon, the cigarettes on the ground were all extinguished, and the dwarf old man danced even more joyously, as if he was getting more and more pleasing to the younger generation who would come to trouble. His small pocket was bulging, and it should be full of cigarettes.

The dwarf old man opened the way,

Behind him, a group of people slowly followed.

It's not the parents who just squeezed into the Confucian Temple,

It was a group of people in strange costumes.

The first few, feather fan scarves, staggered and looked ashamed, and walked slowly forward following the footsteps of the old man.

Afterwards, there were two more greasy braids with dull eyes, still following the old man forward.

After that, some people's clothes began to become more and more modern, and the last few even wore modern clothes, no different from ordinary high school students.

But some of them have pale green faces, some have broken skulls,

Out of professional habits, Zhou Ze quickly analyzed that the latter students either died of poisoning or jumped off the building.

One of them, Zhou Ze, looked a little familiar. He seemed to have seen his photos when he was reading the news a few years ago. Because he did not perform well in a mock exam, under pressure, he committed suicide by jumping off the building.

The dwarf old man walked forward while beating the gong, and the group of "scholars and students" behind him followed them like puppets on strings.

They are like a parade,

Circle around the Confucian Temple.

And nearby pedestrians,

No one could see them except Zhou Ze.

"boom!"

a gong sounded,

"You don't need to build a tall building to live in peace, there is a golden house in the book!" The dwarf old man roared in a hoarse voice.

"boom!"

Another gong sounded,

"When you marry a wife, don't hate an unscrupulous matchmaker, there is Yan Ruyu in the book!"

The dwarf old man continued to shout.

After walking around the Confucian Temple three times,

This strange team slowly disappeared.

Shaoqing,

Parents who finished offering incense began to come out of the Confucian Temple,

With satisfaction on their faces,

with anticipation,

With the ardent hope of a child becoming a dragon.

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