Chapter 254 This Bookstore is a Bit Strange!

The next morning, for most people with regular schedules, it was the most refreshed time of the day. But for those with irregular schedules, this was often the most difficult time to endure.

Qu Zhenzhen carried a ceramic pot, walking out from the top floor of the internet cafe. She was reluctant, but had to follow her brother's instructions and deliver medicinal cuisine to the bookstore owner across the street.

In Qu Zhenzhen's opinion, there was no need for the two families to interact at all. She had been impulsive during the last incident, but her brother had already given the other party an explanation.

In the end, the other party had been a bit too nosy.

But her brother seemed to care a lot about that store owner, who was clearly just a diti haozi (groundhog) and a hillbilly. Qu Zhenzhen sometimes really didn't understand her brother's thoughts.

Pushing open the bookstore door,

the bookstore's business was very quiet, unlike her own internet cafe, which had many customers even in the early morning.

A Daoist priest was sitting at the counter, wearing a Daoist robe, holding a yellow-covered book, carefully reading it, and occasionally touching his lips with his finger to lick and turn the pages.

Seeing a customer coming, the old Daoist looked up, somewhat puzzled.

"Looking for someone?"

Because the old Daoist had never seen anyone come to read a book while carrying a large ceramic pot.

"Where's your boss?" Qu Zhenzhen asked, her attitude very casual.

"Just went out to buy groceries, le."

The old Daoist wasn't lying. The boss had gone out to buy groceries with Yingying early in the morning, planning to find some more snakes, insects, and ants to add to Lao Xu's bathtub.

Sometimes the old Daoist also felt that Lao Xu was quite pitiful, actually contracting corpse poison. Thinking about how he used to want to become a zombie to live a long life, the old Daoist now felt quite fortunate, because the boss had said that when you become a zombie, more than ninety-nine percent of you will turn into idiots with no intelligence, even forgetting who you are and only left with instinct.

Bai Yingying was special because of Bai Furen's two hundred years of nourishment.

"Then I'll wait for him to come back."

Putting the ceramic pot on the counter, Qu Zhenzhen found a place to sit down.

The medicinal cuisine had already been cooked in advance, but there were still a few ingredients that needed to be added personally, while controlling the heat, so she really couldn't just leave. Her brother had cooked it for a long time, and even if she didn't like the bookstore owner, she didn't want her brother's efforts to be completely wasted.

The old Daoist didn't say anything, and continued to read his book.

After Qu Zhenzhen sat down, she subconsciously began to look around the bookstore. The layout of the bookstore was good, and the decoration style was also very fresh and refined, showing the designer's taste.

However, opening this kind of bookstore on South Street was definitely a loss.

Stretching, the corner of her eye swept across the Death Servant sitting in the corner of the bookstore, and Qu Zhenzhen's face suddenly froze.

Was that guy in the cosplay costume a real person or a doll?

Qu Zhenzhen's first reaction was that it was a doll, because he didn't move, but for some reason, the insects in her body had a kind of palpitating agitation towards that thing.

With a flick of her finger, a small insect the size of a common ladybug fell from Qu Zhenzhen's body and quickly crawled on the ground, its target being the Death Servant.

However, just as the insect passed through the counter, a small, cute, furry paw suddenly stretched out and grabbed it at an extremely fast speed.

Then,

there was a crisp "crunch, crunch" sound from behind the counter.

Qu Zhenzhen frowned and looked towards the counter.

The old Daoist had just bent down and saw that the monkey was actually eating an insect, so he reached out and patted the monkey's head, pointing his finger at it,

meaning, how could you eat something so dirty!

The little monkey was very aggrieved, but could only sit back next to the old Daoist and lean on him while playing with its phone.

During the day, the monkey knew to avoid suspicion and tried not to appear in public places.

The old Daoist reprimanded the monkey for eating things randomly, looked up, and saw the girl who delivered the ceramic pot looking at him, so he returned a smile.

Was

he provoking me?

The same smile can mean different things to different people.

In Qu Zhenzhen's view, the old Daoist had discovered her probing and was warning her!

Her brother had said that most tomb raiders also possessed unique skills, and they rarely acted alone. Each of them had their own division of labor, so they were really not easy to mess with.

Qu Zhenzhen had never taken it seriously before, but this time, she was serious.

Qu Zhenzhen slowly bent down, pretending to be asleep on the table, and a small snake the size of an earthworm with several colors on its body crawled out of Qu Zhenzhen's left ear, which was deliberately blocking her sight.

The originally multicolored snake turned into the color of the table after falling onto it, and turned into the color of the floor after landing on the floor. Like a chameleon, it could change its color according to the surrounding environment, achieving the best hiding effect.

This time,

the snake didn't go past the counter, but chose to go around.

The little monkey playing with its phone under the counter suddenly moved its ears, and immediately stood up, wanting to continue to replenish its protein.

But the old Daoist was quick-witted and grabbed the monkey's tail.

"Going to catch bugs again? Didn't I feed you?"

Saying that, the old Daoist gave the monkey a tap on the head with his finger.

The monkey was very aggrieved,

reaching out to cover its head,

its eyes were still looking in that direction, but it did not disobey the old Daoist's instructions and run out.

The snake was still crawling, its speed was very fast, and the speed at which it changed according to the surrounding environment was also very fast. The monkey heard the sound, but the old Daoist, that idiot, had no reaction at all.

Almost there,

almost there,

Qu Zhenzhen was lying on the table, closing her eyes, but she could vaguely feel the senses of the snake in her heart, not seeing clearly, but able to sense through other aspects.

This was a connection between the host and the gu insect, a mysterious connection.

However,

just as the little snake swam to the front of the Death Servant,

the originally motionless Death Servant suddenly lowered his head,

this was a...

He was thinking,

he was distinguishing,

it took about several seconds,

the Death Servant thought this was garbage,

garbage was not allowed in the bookstore!

Then,

the Death Servant opened his mouth,

his whole body quickly bent over like a toad, he quickly supported the ground with his hands, opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and directly swallowed the snake, which thought its hiding skills were maxed out and its tail was about to curl up to the sky, into his mouth.

Then,

in the next moment,

the corpse sat back in place, straight and upright, as if he had never moved at all.

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss..."

Qu Zhenzhen only felt a strong sense of soreness, as if she was rolling in a pool of sulfuric acid, and she immediately opened her eyes and cut off the last bit of connection with the snake.

Looking up,

Qu Zhenzhen, whose forehead was already oozing with sweat, looked at the counter again in disbelief.

The old Daoist was holding a book and reading it with relish,

he had just finished reading a large paragraph, and the old Daoist subconsciously lit a cigarette, closed his eyes, and gently tapped his fingers on the table.

The scene from the book appeared in his mind, savoring it carefully.

Reading requires thinking, and the old Daoist called his behavior "ruminating."

But in Qu Zhenzhen's eyes, the old Daoist's posture clearly represented a kind of teasing and disdain.

He had completely seen through her tricks, seen through her probing, and was able to resolve it with a speed that she couldn't imagine every time. Looking at his immortal demeanor, it was as if everything was under his control.

Especially the sound of his fingers tapping on the table each time, like a knock on her chest, made her feel oppressed and unable to breathe.

The old Daoist didn't know that the girl had imagined him to be so powerful,

he was just thinking about waiting for the boss and Yingying to come back, he had to ask for leave in the afternoon and go out to comfort some people, those old girls were making money alone outside, it was difficult.

For a moment, a look of pity and concern appeared on the old Daoist's face.

Qu Zhenzhen couldn't sit still, she stood up, in this place, she felt a sense of humiliation like a cat playing with a mouse, she didn't want to suffer this humiliation.

"Excuse me, when will your boss be back?"

At first, Qu Zhenzhen was not so polite, but now that one of her insects and one of her snakes had died inexplicably, her attitude had also changed.

"Oh, probably soon," the old Daoist replied.

"Then where is your kitchen? I want to cook the remaining ingredients first."

"Ingredients? Is this stewed medicine?" the old Daoist immediately became curious.

"It's medicinal cuisine."

"Medicinal cuisine? What's it for?"

"To nourish the kidneys and strengthen yang."

"Woah..." the old Daoist immediately became happy.

When people get old,

it is inevitable that they will feel a little powerless when helping others,

and the old Daoist often feels guilty for not being able to help more people with his limited abilities, he has always had a heart to save all living beings.

He immediately said,

"The kitchen is upstairs, come, I'll take you there."

"Okay."

The old Daoist took Qu Zhenzhen to the second floor, and when going upstairs, Qu Zhenzhen deliberately took another look at the Death Servant sitting in the corner.

"Here, miss, this is the kitchen, you can use it."

The old Daoist opened the kitchen door.

After Qu Zhenzhen went in, she found that the interior was well decorated and all kinds of utensils were available.

"By the way, miss, is this the medicinal cuisine our boss ordered?" the old Daoist asked.

"That's right."

"Can I drink it at my age?"

"Yes, this medicinal cuisine is very mild and nourishing."

"That's good, that's good."

The old Daoist smiled happily.

"Uh..."

Qu Zhenzhen was about to open the cupboard under the stove, but found that it was locked.

"Hey, this is the kitchen used by our store's chef, we usually don't go in. If he's not there, we'll just eat takeout and no one will cook.

You wait a moment, I'll go get the key from him, that's just his personality, he feels that the kitchen is his territory, and he doesn't let us touch it easily."

Saying that, the old Daoist walked out of the kitchen door and knocked on Xu Qinglang's bedroom door,

"Lao Xu, I'm coming in, I'm here to get the key to the kitchen counter."

Qu Zhenzhen subconsciously followed behind the old Daoist, and when the old Daoist went in to get the key,

she turned to the side,

and looked inside,

there was a bathtub inside,

and it seemed like a man was sitting in the bathtub.

Through the white smoke above the bathtub, Qu Zhenzhen saw something with a green face and fangs on both sides of its mouth slowly raise its head.

Qu Zhenzhen was immediately frightened, her face pale,

Damn it!

They,

this group of tomb raiders,

actually in this downtown area,

in this bookstore,

were raising a zombie!

At this moment,

Qu Zhenzhen finally understood why her brother had to deliberately curry favor with them,

this was really a group of,

deeply hidden and terrifying lunatics!