Midnight Bookstore
/ Midnight Bookstore Chapter 128 – The Disappeared Sanfeng Village!
Xu Qinglang was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette. In front of him was a glass of cold beer.
Zhou Ze walked over, picked up the beer, and finished it in one gulp.
“What's wrong?” Xu Qinglang knew that Zhou Ze usually did not drink.
“Just like how you bragged about having more than twenty houses in front of that Corky girl.”
“…” Xu Qinglang.
After a period of silence, Xu Qinglang poured Zhou Ze another glass of wine. The two men sat quietly.
“Let me tell you something. I wanted to tell you yesterday, but I'm not in the mood.”
“I'm not in the mood either.”
“Isn't it just the ashes that were stolen? It's like the toenails that you cut off were collected by a pervert. What's there to be upset about?”
“Easy for you to say.”
“I do envy you. I feel that if one day, I can drink wine while feeling sad about my ashes being stolen, I can laugh out loud under the blanket.”
Xu Qinglang looked very serious.
Yeah.
If their ancestral graves were dug up or their parents' ashes were stolen by their enemies, they would definitely be furious and anxious!
However, it seemed like no one had ever been so anxious after their ashes were stolen.
“So, should I post something on Weibo to show off?” Zhou Ze asked.
“Hehe, what a joke. By the way, have you found the thief?”
“The loli is still looking.”
Zhou Ze could only wait for news now.
At this moment, Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang looked towards the staircase. The old Daoist priest was carrying a man as he walked down.
“What's wrong?” Zhou Ze asked.
Tang Shi, who was following behind, ignored Zhou Ze. There was a taxi parked outside. Tang Shi and the man got into the taxi together. It looked like they were planning to leave.
He left the moment he arrived. That person was still unconscious.
The most important thing was that when he was unconscious, he actually 'shook'.
The floor was filled with evidence.
Zhou Ze did not even have time to wait for him to wake up for a chat before she prepared to leave.
Of course, Zhou Ze did not ask her to stay because they both knew that they were not the kind of people who liked to be polite.
Stay if you want.
If you want to leave, leave.
There was no need to put on an act.
The taxi drove off, but to Zhou Ze's surprise, the old Daoist priest retreated again. He did not leave.
Zhou Ze thought that the old Taoist priest would follow him.
The old Daoist walked back into the shop as if nothing had happened.
“Hello,” Zhou Ze shouted.
The old Daoist priest turned his head to look at Zhou Ze and smiled honestly.
“Boss, Miss Tang has left with Mr. Liang. Miss Tang has already arranged a new place for them to stay and they're preparing to go to Shanghai. She said that she has her identification documents now, so it's not convenient for her to disturb you.”
“Why didn't you go?” Zhou Ze asked.
“I am your loyal old Daoist!”
The old Daoist priest spoke righteously.
“Truth.”
“I can't leave you. I can't let you go.”
“Truth.”
Zhou Ze looked at his fingernails.
“With Mr. Liang's current condition, it's impossible for the ghost store to open anytime soon. I have nothing to do, so I can only continue to help you.”
Zhou Ze nodded and walked to his bar counter. Business had been good these days. He had sent many ghosts down, so he had accumulated a lot of notes.
Zhou Ze took out half and handed it to the old Daoist priest.
“Give it to them. They're new here, so they probably need money.”
Zhou Ze was worried that if Tang Shi lacked money, she would rob a bank. That woman could do anything.
Dark currency could be used as consumables or bank cards. After all, someone would drop money at your door after you burned it.
Unexpectedly, the old Daoist priest shook his head and said,
“Boss, Mr. Liang is very rich. He has many villas in Shanghai. He has properties all over the country and has many boxes of goldfish.”
“…” Zhou Ze.
Heart
It was so painful that she could not breathe…
Zhou Ze felt that he had suffered two critical hits in an hour.
And they were all invisible.
Zhou Ze put the money back and sat down quietly.
At that moment, a girl ran over from the door. The girl was wearing tattered clothes that did not cover her body.
Honestly,
Under the leadership of the Party's central government, the standard of living in the country was constantly improving, and the people's physical and spiritual lives were constantly enriching and enriching.
New Era New Policy
With the help of precise poverty alleviation measures, poor people could also receive a lot of help. It could be said that the era of prosperity for the entire country was not far away.
Even if there were some beggars in some cities, it was rare to see beggars who were so miserable that they were barely clothed.
The old Daoist was still wiping the table. He did not seem to see the girl enter.
The little monkey jumped onto the old Daoist priest's head and grabbed his head with its claws. It controlled the old Daoist priest to look at the little girl.
“A ghost?”
The old Daoist priest muttered to himself as he took out the cow's tears from his pocket to wipe them.
He had no choice. In this bookstore, he was the only one who could not see ghosts directly.
After seeing the dirty little girl, the old Daoist priest looked at Zhou Ze.
“Boss, we have guests. Welcome.”
This old voice,
It was like a dream back to the ancient Spring Welcoming House.
Girls,
Come out and receive our guests!
Here it comes.
Mommy.
Xu Qinglang stood up and prepared a cold plate and wine. Zhou Ze gestured for the girl to follow him.
The girl was confused and fearful. She looked at Zhou Ze and then at the old Daoist priest, but she still followed Zhou Ze to the private room.
Zhou Ze sat down and gestured for the other party to sit down as well.
The girl sat down. Xu Qinglang also served a few cold dishes and a steamed bun.
When he was about to pour the wine, Zhou Ze signaled that there was no need.
Even though he was a ghost, he was still a child.
Furthermore, from the girl's expression, it could be seen that she was not the kind of person who would be a child's grandmother.
The girl began to wolf down her food.
He was obviously 'hungry'.
This kind of hunger was similar to being 'hungry' when he was alive.
Zhou Ze sat there silently and watched the girl eat.
After the girl finished eating, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
“I'm so full. It feels so good to be full.”
The girl's words carried a thick Tongcheng dialect.
Children in this era might not even be able to speak a dialect if they were asked to. They were basically speaking Mandarin at once.
“Since you're full, let's go.”
Zhou Ze prepared to open the Door to Hell.
The little girl looked at Zhou Ze fearfully, but she did not cry or make any noise. She just waited silently.
“Wait.” Xu Qinglang, who had been watching the little girl eat, suddenly said, “Do you want some meat?”
The girl was stunned for a moment before her eyes lit up, and she kept nodding.
“Then wait.”
This was for the little girl and Zhou Ze.
Alright, Old Xu wanted to be a good person, a good person. Zhou Ze had no reason to stop him, so he continued to sit there.
After a quarter of an hour, Xu Qinglang brought over a plate of braised pork, and the little girl continued eating.
In reality, ghosts only ate offerings and incense. The girl looked like she was eating like a whirlwind, but in reality, the food on the table had never been used by normal people.
“Meat, is it delicious?” Xu Qinglang asked.
“Delicious, delicious,” the little girl said.
“Are you overflowing with maternal love today?”
Zhou Ze asked curiously.
Xu Qinglang shook his head. There was a hint of sorrow between his brows. Ever since he came back yesterday, he had maintained this kind of sad temperament.
A man.
Lost her virginity.
He could actually be so bitter, as if life had lost its meaning.
Zhou Ze felt that he should be glad that there wasn't a well in the study room. Otherwise, Goddess Xu might have chosen to die.
The little girl finished eating.
Then she patted her stomach.
She looked at Zhou Ze.
This time, she was very obedient. She would be obedient once she was full. She was a very sensible child.
She knew she was on her way.
Zhou Ze stood up and opened the Gates of Hell.
“Let's go in.”
Zhou Ze did not ask about her story. Perhaps because he had heard too many stories in the past, he did not like to listen to stories anymore.
Most of the dead had their own sad stories.
The little girl blinked and looked at Zhou Ze.
“Can you eat before going in?”
“Mm.”
Zhou Ze nodded.
“Then I'll go get everyone. The villagers are all hungry. I want everyone to be full.”
Zhou Ze's hand that opened the Door to Hell trembled.
There's still “everyone”?
This meant that there was still a big wave of results to fight for?
Subconsciously, Zhou Ze closed the Hell Portal that he had just opened.
Boss Zhou was in the initial stage of his career, and he desperately needed his performance to prove himself. Naturally, he knew the principle of fishing for the big fish with a long line.
“Where is your home?”
Zhou Ze asked.
“San Xiang Village,” the little girl answered.
“Where is Sanxiang Village? Which district? Is it Gao, Menghai, or Chongchuan Harbor?”
Although Zhou Ze had reincarnated from a corpse before, he was from Tong City in his previous life. However, he still did not remember that there was a village in Tong City.
Zhou Ze looked at Xu Qinglang, who shook his head, indicating that he did not know either.
“I don't know.” The girl did not know where San Xiang Village was. She had never even heard of the districts and counties that Zhou Ze had mentioned.
“Then…”
Zhou Ze had no choice but to continue asking.
“Then can you go back the way you came?”
The girl shook her head in confusion. “I don't know how I got out of the village, but I walked and walked until I reached this place.”
Was it impossible to go back?
Zhou Ze even started to suspect that the girl had come from a neighboring city. She could be considered a ghost who had crossed the line. However, after thinking about it, he realized that something was not right. The girl spoke a dialect that was common in the city, so it was unlikely that she came from another place.
Just as Zhou Ze was feeling conflicted, Xu Qinglang took out his phone and searched.
“Have you found it?” Zhou Ze asked.
Xu Qinglang shook his head. “I didn't find any information about this administrative village.”
“Even online?” Zhou Ze was surprised.
“Hey, wait a minute. There's a post here that mentions the 'rural village'.”
Xu Qinglang signaled Zhou Ze to wait, then clicked into the thread and said,
The title of the post was:
“Ask the arrogant one.
“Is there a place called San Village in Tong City?”
“What's the next reply?” Zhou Ze asked.
“No.
I don't know.
Never heard of it.
No.
Never heard of it.
+ 1…”
Xu Qinglang kept flipping through the pages. Then, he was stunned. He looked down for a while before looking up at Zhou Ze.
“Found what?”
“There's a reply here: When I was young, my grandmother told me that she was from San Xiang Village. However, when she was ten, she followed her grandmother back to her hometown in Xingdong Town.
“A few days later, when she returned, she realized that the village was gone.”
“That's all?” Zhou Ze was stunned.
Gone.
What did that mean?
“Someone asked,” Xu Qinglang said. “I looked for this person's reply… I found it. He replied to the person's question and said,
“That year was 1938. Think about it, why did the village disappear?”
Chapter end
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