Late Night Bookstore

In the ward, because of the appearance of Lao Zhang, the originally depressed atmosphere was slightly warmer.

after all,

No matter how clumsy the old ways are, and no matter whether Zhou Ze is determined,

I have been staying in this hospital all the time and endured various accidents. There will always be the feeling of rejection and low tide.

It’s really good to see an acquaintance at this time.

"Mr. Xu."

Lao Zhang nodded slightly to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze closed his eyes and nodded.

"Lao..." Lao Dao almost shouted Lao Zhang's name, but he could hold it back.

"Do you know?" Qin Sheng asked.

"Well, good friend, we came to Sanya together."

"Oh, it was..."

Qin Sheng's cell phone rang,

He picked up his phone and answered the phone,

"what?"

Qin Sheng took a deep breath, hung up the phone and handed the notebook to Lao Zhang,

"Brother, there is something wrong in the operating room. I have to check it out. You can help me to do it first."

At this time, no longer care about compliance.

Qin Sheng left the ward, and Lao Zhang stepped forward to close the door. Then he turned around and asked with a very strange expression of concern:

"Boss, old, what's wrong with you?"

"Lao Zhang, don't mention it. I was hospitalized here and I'm going to die."

The old man seems to have seen his loved ones, he has a stomach of grievances and needs to talk.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Ze opened his eyes and asked.

"That's my old comrade with a body. When I met noodles under the hotel, I came over together."

"I can't afford to let you come?"

Lao Zhang heard the words, froze for a moment, did not answer, but did not deny it.

At this moment, if Attorney Ann is here, he will definitely pat his thighs and admire:

"Ah, the boss really deserves to be the boss. Sure enough, he can see at a glance which ghost idea came out!"

"We have nothing to do, hurry and go."

In this duel, there is really no need to pull other people in. It's enough to have yourself and the old man. If you and the old man can't get it in the end, pulling more people will come to give away.

Lao Zhang hesitated. He still remembered the plan that lawyer An said when he returned to the hotel that night.

Even, these days when he meditates every night, he repeats the words in silence.

Lao Zhang's whole life, oh no, it was loyal to his duty and loyal to the people in both lives, but this did not affect him to choose to sacrifice himself for his friends.

In fact, in Lao Zhang's heart, in this life, he can be regarded as living more by Zhou Ze's blessing;

If he can use his life to help Zhou Ze and the old through this difficulty, he feels worth it.

"Boss, I'll stay and help take care of it. You are all like this. It is inappropriate for no one to take care of yourself."

The boss is miserable and is lying on the bed.

The old saying is even worse for the naked eye.

"Go back and be obedient."

Zhou Ze did not intend to have any negotiable room in this matter.

What Mr. An thought about, boss Zhou didn't even think about it. It wasn't that Zhou Ze was not so smart. The fundamental reason was that Zhou Ze didn't really have the consciousness of sacrificing his own hands in exchange for benefits.

If those passers-by passers-by passers-by, they will get the lunch box, and don’t care.

Everyone has a different relationship, which leader does not have his own circle of close friends?

Before the old Zhang was glorious, Zhou Ze knew him. At that time, he really felt that this old criminal police officer was really annoying. He seemed to be thinking about letting him help to investigate the case all day long.

Later Zhang Lao died, well, after his death, Zhang Lao could come to trouble and investigate the case.

Annoying, but to be honest, Zhou Ze really took Lao Zhang as his own. At first, he turned him into a ghost, but I really didn't expect that he could merge the avatar of Xiezhi in the future;

Purely from the perspective of an ordinary person's thinking,

I think a police officer who is so good and so good,

It's just gone,

What a pity.

There are so many thousand years of scourge in this world that we have to do something for the good people within our power.

"Boss, do you smell it? It smells good."

At this moment, the old man sitting on the bed suddenly sniffed his nose.

Lao Zhang also sniffed hard, wondering: "It seems that there is such a scent."

"What's the smell, it's pretty good, isn't it delicious?"

"sandalwood."

Zhou Ze said.

"What kind of stuff, sandalwood, which patient is so particular about burning this stuff in the ward?" the old man wondered.

Lao Zhang was obviously shocked,

Contrary to common sense,

Lao Zhang knew exactly what kind of opponent the bookstore was facing.

This sandalwood...

The scent suddenly became stronger and stronger, without giving you much time to prepare and adapt. It seemed that the concentration rose to a terrible base all at once.

At this time, you seem to be thrown into a jar of sesame oil, and even breathing becomes extremely difficult.

Zhou Ze slowly sat up from the hospital bed,

The afternoon sun shone from the window,

at this time,

So bright,

The blossoming golden lotus reflection began to circulate on the window sill, like a miracle.

The Sanskrit sounds begin to recite, and I don’t know where it came from, but it always surrounds your ears.

If there is Xuan Xiu just outside this hospital at this time, you can see through the dharma eye that the whole hospital is now covered with a layer of glowing light, exuding the divine light.

The clouds in the sky, gathered together, sometimes resemble human beings, sometimes resemble beasts, but they all wave with a holy gesture.

Old Zhang pursed his lips and subconsciously sat on Zhou Ze's bed.

afraid?

Of course afraid.

When bragging, I can say that Lao Tzu is not afraid of the earth,

But when you know who is about to appear before you,

No matter how brave or fierce,

Don’t you dare to swear to say that you are not afraid?

something,

It has been circulating for thousands of years,

It lives in people's daily words,

It lives in people's living habits,

It lives in people's beliefs;

Zhou Ze silently took out his cigarette,

One for Lao Dao and one for Lao Zhang,

Then he quietly started.

game,

Is it over?

After playing for so long, everyone has suffered so much. It seems that after all, it has not survived.

Spit out a smoke ring,

Zhou Ze's eyes fell on the old man.

The local policeman just said that something happened in the operating room after answering the phone,

Oh.

Yes,

Didn’t you listen to it?

In fact, there is still room for luck, for example, the Bodhisattva may not be able to confirm the identity of himself or others, or the Bodhisattva's goal is to have someone else.

After all, whether it's the light of the Buddha or the dense sandalwood that permeates the air, it's aimed at the entire hospital, not this single ward.

But I don't know why. At this moment, smelling this sandalwood scent, Zhou Ze really didn't even have any fluke in mind.

leftover,

Only the calm that is about to face is left.

The Taoist still shook his nose nonstop,

He couldn't see the rest of the vision around him, he could only smell the incense.

Zhou Ze suddenly did not panic,

Lean your hands on the back of your neck and just lean on the bed.

He is really interested,

When the Bodhisattva came in,

The last generation,

How to face him.

As for his own safety and the safety of Tiehanhan, there is nothing to worry about. He is worried that he cannot help resolve the crisis.

at the moment,

Up and down the hospital,

The family members of the restless patient suddenly calmed down,

The patients who are suffering from the pain seem to have been appeased at this moment,

The exhaustion of the medical staff who have been busy for a day has also been swept away.

Buddha light,

General photos

"Squeak..."

door,

It was pushed away from the outside.

All three of the wards turned their gazes,

Lao Zhang's body has begun to tremble uncontrollably,

Immediately after,

He realized an extremely serious matter,

If you want to become a Haechi, you need to be useful. You have to kill the woman at the bookstore. Attorney Ann doesn't even know what is happening here, so...

Lao Zhang immediately took out his phone,

He wants to notify Lawyer An,

it's time.

however,

Embarrassingly,

The phone shows no signal.

"The trick of the ghost city, let alone Buddha."

Zhou Ze thought Lao Zhang was going to call to rescue the soldiers. He couldn't help but ridicule when he saw Lao Zhang's daze looking at the phone screen.

"No, boss..."

Lao Zhang has some six gods without a master, how can this be good?

Lao Dao stared at the door with some curiosity, maybe the doctor came to check the room again.

Zhou Ze was waiting for his whole time. In the end, it was the man who had been practised by the farmer three times. It was impossible for him to lose his share.

The door of the ward,

Was opened,

When the door touches the back wall,

The entire ward seemed to stretch directly at this time.

The ward, which is not very large, instantly became endless.

On the ground,

Lush,

Around,

Small bridge running water,

sky,

Thousands of miles without clouds, and blue.

The warm wind of soft sunlight and the slight fragrance of gardenia.

This may be a world-made paradise tailored for human beings. Everything is natural in nature, without traces of sculpting.

just,

The bed underneath was still telling three people,

Here,

something wrong.

"Ma'am, the hospital went into a ghost, boss."

Exclaimed exclaimed.

As an old man who often sees pigs running, he naturally knows what the changes mean at this time, but his imagination is limited to ghosts.

Above the sky,

At this time came a solemn voice,

But this voice will not cause fear,

On the contrary, it can make people feel very intimate, as if the source of the voice is their true destination.

"Everyone is a Buddha, there is no Buddha in the world;

If there is no Buddha in the world, then the world will be lame;

The Buddha is infinite, the Buddha is infinite, the Buddha is phaseless,

Everything is Buddha at the end of everything. "

far away,

By the stream,

A monk in shabby shawl is standing there~www.wuxiaspot.com~ facing Zhou Ze and others,

On his face,

The golden mask glowed in the sun.

The pressure at this moment,

Like a landslide, like a tsunami,

And where the three people are,

Then it is like a flat boat in the sea of ​​Buddha, which will be annihilated in it at any time.

The monk exudes a calm temperament,

Like an old friend meeting again,

Hands together,

Sincerely:

"Amitabha."