Chapter 542: Horror Wax Museum

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Boss Zhou didn't know that just now,

He almost faced a water meter check from hell;

That high-heeled woman walked around South Street,

She even stopped at the door of the bookstore, but only for a while, and then she left;

her appearance and her departure,

It was as if a drop of water was dropped into the sea and then another was taken out of the sea without anyone noticing.

include,

Boss Zhou who held Yingying until dawn.

wake up,

Another fun and relaxing day.

Xu Qinglang's breakfast today is porridge, green vegetable porridge, which is delicious and not greasy.

It was very comfortable to eat.

After dinner,

Zhou Ze did not sit in his favorite seat to start his new day in a habitual way,

Instead, went next door.

The main entrance next door has been sealed, which is the real kind of closure, the kind that is completely covered with cement. At the same time, Deadpool and the black chick are basically sleeping next door.

Apart from going back to the bookstore for dinner, the little black girl is usually too lazy to come here to pass the time.

She really likes farming, and in her opinion, nothing makes her happier than tidying up her own small vegetable garden.

Zhou Ze went in and took a look. The black chick was sitting there grinding tools, all of which were oddly shaped gadgets. In her words, serving Bianhua was a delicate job, and there was no room for carelessness. It was completely different from the rice growers outside, and the tools must also be refined.

Their own slaves have such a work attitude and enthusiasm,

Boss Zhou, who is a slave owner, is very pleased.

Then,

Zhou Ze saw Deadpool,

Deadpool was buried in a pit naked with only his head exposed.

Some people like to play this game on the beach, but here is mud.

The black girl took a water bottle, walked to Deadpool, and poured some water on the soil around Deadpool;

Then, clap your hands and go back to sharpen your tools.

"What does it mean?"

Zhou Ze pointed to Deadpool and asked.

"Hehehe..."

Deadpool was still smirking at Zhou Ze.

"Don't worry, I won't plant him without your consent. He was not cultivated well before, and now I plant him for a period of time every day to supplement his nutrition."

"Nutrition?"

"Ang, from the soil, from the nutrition of Mother Earth."

The black chick took it for granted,

And there is an undisguised impatience in the eyes,

It's like watching a funny guy who doesn't distinguish between five grains is coming to teach Yuan Longping how to farm.

Zhou Ze shook his head, he didn't understand, but he didn't intervene, professional people should do professional things.

Walking back to the bookstore, Zhou Ze saw a familiar figure sitting in the bookstore.

Boss Zhou subconsciously lowered his eyes,

Looking at the other party's legs under the coffee table,

well,

psychological sigh;

A pair of light blue slim-fit jeans,

Wearing a white shirt and a coat, with his hair hanging loose, Dr. Lin, who is not very old, exudes a youthful and innocent atmosphere.

certainly,

The slender and plump legs tightly wrapped in jeans and the round part sitting on the sofa,

so attractive.

"Boss, Yingying isn't here. I saw her coming, so I asked Houzai to take Yingying upstairs to play games."

The old Taoist approached Zhou Ze in a low voice as if he had come here,

It's kind of like helping the old slave to help his young master pimp without telling the young wife.

Xu Qinglang came out with two cups of milk tea. The milk tea in the bookstore is different from the milk tea outside. The milk tea outside may be tea powder made by himself, but the cost is actually very low.

This is not the case in the bookstore, because there are very few customers in the bookstore, and it is better for those who can order milk tea, so most of the ingredients inside are eaten by themselves. If you can’t deceive the guests, you can’t deceive yourself, right?

Put down two cups of milk tea,

Xu Qinglang looked at Dr. Lin with a smile,

road:

"Your skin has been getting worse recently."

Xu Qinglang knew Dr. Lin, so it was not surprising to meet and chat for a while.

"Maybe I've been too tired recently."

Doctor Lin was not angry.

"Well, take care of yourself."

"Then can you teach me some secrets of maintenance?"

"Okay, let's talk next time we have a chance."

talking,

Xu Qinglang took the tray and prepared to leave, because he saw Zhou Ze had already walked over.

However, he still paused and said:

"For example, today, it's cold, and I don't wear stockings, it's fine;

Women have to learn to love themselves. "

"..." Zhou Ze.

Boss Zhou heard it!

"You guys chat."

Xu Qinglang bowed slightly, and left like a waiter.

don't say

Since Lao Xu swallowed part of the Sea God last time, not only did he feel a bit closer to a chef in cooking, but even in his daily life, he seemed to have a little more inexplicable temperament.

Doctor Lin stood up, looked at Zhou Ze, and extended his hand generously to Zhou Ze.

It was so formal that people were not used to it, Zhou Ze didn't reach out to hold it, but said:

"I just went to the field to have a look, and I didn't wash my hands."

Dr. Lin nodded and said with a smile, "I'm here to thank you for the last operation."

Others may not know it, but Dr. Lin knows that Zhou Ze's weird behavior in the operating room that day must have his deep meaning.

"It's okay, you're welcome."

"I'm leaving."

Dr. Lin picked up her bag, pushed open the door of the bookstore, got into her Cadillac, and left.

Just for the sake of thanking you,

No other intentions.

"Let's go now?"

The old Taoist put his head close to Zhou Ze, and asked a little strangely.

"Um."

"Don't even treat you to a meal?" The old man asked again.

"It's better to forget each other in Jianghu than to stay in love with each other."

Zhou Ze knew in his heart that the last time he performed surgery on Dr. Lin's father, in fact, it did not advance the relationship between the two of them, but instead pulled it further.

For Dr. Lin, she didn't want to lie beside Zhou Ze all the time and ask for something.

The old man sighed, "Doctor Lin is actually very particular about what he does."

"Um."

"Boss, do you want to take a look at the flyer that was delivered today?"

talking,

The old man handed over a brochure,

On the back street of South Street, near Central Park, a new wax museum has opened behind the original old Christian church.

Although it is only the difference between the front street and the back street, generally speaking, the back street is less crowded, and few people go there for shopping. Therefore, it can be regarded as a comfortable place in the middle of the bustling city.

It's common sense to invite neighbors to take a look when it's opened.

"No."

"Why? Pindao thinks it's pretty good."

"Those who have been to hell do not believe in heaven."

"oh."

The old man nodded,

I wonder what happened to the boss today,

Become like a poet.

At this time, Zhou Ze saw the little boy sitting on the bar with his homework book, writing homework seriously.

"Hey, is the homework interesting?"

The centuries-old monster is seriously doing homework for elementary school students.

Zhou Ze joked.

"She used to sit here and do her homework."

Zhou Ze took a deep breath,

I really want to punch this guy in the head.

"Um?"

Suddenly,

The little boy stood up,

He stared straight at the door.

Zhou Ze turned around and saw Wang Ke standing at the door and the little girl next to Wang Ke.

Wang Ke opened the door and walked in, "My friend opened a wax museum nearby. It opens today. I'll send a flower basket."

"Oh, then you go."

At this time,

The little boy reached out and gently tugged at Zhou Ze's clothes.

roll!

I'm not going!

Zhou Ze glared at him.

The little boy sat back on the bar counter silently and continued to do his homework.

"Then I'll go first."

Wang Ke just stopped by to say hello, and at the same time parked his car at the door of the bookstore. Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't plan to go, he took little Lolita's hand and left.

Boss Zhou was just about to call Yingying down to make himself a cup of coffee when the sun came out and he had to dry himself.

turn your head,

But he found Lawyer An standing behind him with a melancholy expression.

"Forehead…………"

"Boss, you have to go."

talking,

Lawyer An pointed to himself,

Then he pointed to the little zombie who was "seriously" sitting on the bar and doing his homework.

"hehe."

"I worked hard for the bookstore, yesterday I spent half the night grinding tofu with Lao Zhang,

am i easy? "

"Then……"

"Then you have the heart to let me sleep well?"

Lawyer An stared straight at Zhou Ze,

The meaning is very simple,

I no longer work hard, trouble you, or urge you to make progress.

I tried my best to help other people in the bookstore to improve,

You don't even want to let me go to sleep?

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Ze still softened his heart, nodded,

"Okay, I'll go get a cell phone."

Lawyer An smiled and was satisfied.

Walking upstairs, before opening the bedroom door, Zhou Ze heard the sound of the game coming from inside:

"Hey, number 1 and number 2, can you talk?"

"Beep!"

"Squeak!"

".........".

Pushing open the door, Zhou Ze took away her mobile phone. Yingying wanted to go with Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze saw that she was having fun playing games with the monkey, so he let her stay here.

It's not far anyway,

I took my phone down,

Take the little boy's hand again,

Passing through the path in the flower garden, it is only eight or nine hundred meters away, and you will arrive at the back street.

First, a church stood here. This church has been around for some years. It is said that it existed at the end of the Qing Dynasty. It was destroyed later. The current one was rebuilt 20 years ago.

"I don't like this place."

The little boy spoke.

"I dont like it either."

Zhou Ze agreed.

The identities of the "father and son",

It was decided that they definitely didn't like places like churches.

"In the past, there were mountain people who built temples for me in the mountains."

"and after?"

"Later I demolished the temple." The little boy replied, "I rescued two mountain people, but they built a temple for me. Is this because they want me to be struck by lightning?"

Zhou Ze nodded, deeply convinced.

"Have you ever believed this?" The little boy suddenly asked, "I heard that you have been dead for two years."

"Trust me."

"Huh?" The little boy was a little surprised, "It's quite surprising."

"It's no surprise that most Chinese people actually believe it."

"I don't think so."

"But it's true."

"Um?"

"For example, when a person suddenly starts to twitch in his left eye, he will happily think about his left eye twitching money.

But when a person twitches in the right eye, he is not thinking about twitching,

Instead,

Pooh,

Feudal superstition. "

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