My staff is inhuman

Chapter 41 I want to be a filial son!
The black and white photos in the shrine can't speak, but Zhang Yi always feels that this guy's eyes are always on him.

Uncle Zeng said he was dead.

Is he really dead?

No one is alive, no one is dead, no corpse, his death is just an official characterization.

Even if he is dead, or just like the Penglai real person in the story, he will live in another way.

Even the story itself may be a smokescreen deliberately left by Zhang Shulai for himself.

Perhaps there is another twist in the story. The Penglai real person did not die, and he designed it from the beginning to the end.

Even if there is no Chunyangzi, there will be Dongyangzi, Xiayangzi, Qiuyangzi, and there will always be someone who, under the arrangement of the Penglai real person, will serve him step by step.

Zhang Yi stretched out his hand and put the photo on the table.

He sighed dejectedly.

Turn around and sit on the chair, look up at the glass mirror in front of you.

The really disgusting thing is that even if I knew the story, it seemed that he didn't have a choice.

If you can't escape by yourself, troubles will continue to come to you.

This is not to say that I have Conan's physique, but that I inherited the inevitable result of this store.

It can be predicted that if he wants to survive, he can only continue to expand his business and become bigger and stronger.

And in this process, I will inevitably promote Zhang Shulai to the altar step by step invisibly.

How to hold it?
I don't know, Zhang Shulai will not let himself know, this is the core secret.

At this moment, a pair of cold little hands were placed on Zhang Yi's shoulders.

"Let me help you with a spa treatment."

"Ok?"

"I've done it for so many customers, and you, the boss, haven't experienced it, so it doesn't seem to make sense."

"it is good."

Zhang Yi knew that Dai Moli wanted to relieve himself, so he did not refuse the kindness.

Close your eyes, wait for Dai Jasmine to seal her neckline with a towel, and wrap up the apron.

Not long after, a drop of cold water fell on Dai Moli's fingertips, and the water droplets gradually condensed into ice flakes on Dai Moli's fingertips, and gently wiped Zhang Yi's face.

After the skin gradually adapted to the temperature, a handful of smoothies splashed down along the forehead.

It used to be ice beads, but after Dai Moli became a ghost, her ability to control water was stronger, so she changed it to a more delicate smoothie.

There were mung bean-sized ice beads in it, and the smoothie slapped his face gently, gradually relaxing Zhang Yi's tense nerves.

From the beginning to the end, Dai Moli did not speak, but quietly massaged Zhang Yi's acupuncture points with her fingers.

After a while, Zhang Yi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight from the chair.

Dai Moli was startled, not knowing what he was going to do.

Zhang Yi got off the chair and came to the shrine step by step.

Reach out.

Put the photos from the book in the altar upright and arrange them.

Take out a long incense stick from the incense box.

Light it up and put it in the incense burner.

Looking at the misty green smoke, Zhang Yi suddenly laughed.

"Heh...hehehe..."

His voice became louder and louder, and finally he laughed heartily, pointing to Zhang Shulai's photo: "You want to be Ming Chengzu, but I don't want to be King of Han either."

He figured it out.

Since I can't hide or run away, I just don't hide.

However, the positioning of this script should be changed.

I don't necessarily have to be a King of Han, isn't it good to be a filial son?

Emperor Sui Yang, Li Shimin, and King Mu of Chu had so many role models in front of him, so he was afraid that he would not be able to be such a filial son?
After figuring this out, the burden in Zhang Yi's heart was completely thrown to the ground, and he let go of his mentality.

Lying on the chair again, the depression on his face disappeared, and he tilted his head to look at Yang Yan who was full of confusion.

"Don't be in a daze, experience the whole set, get ready, let me feel it, what is the skill of a master of fire therapy."

"okay."

Yang Yan didn't know what Zhang Yi wanted to understand, but from this moment he felt that Zhang Yi's mentality seemed to be different from before...

The next day, a new sign was hung on the door of the massage parlor.

Or rather, it should be a price list.

[Ice Muscle and Jade Bone]: 300
[Wildfire Liaoyuan]: 400
[Ice and Fire Two Heavens]: 600 limited to 3 people per day.

[Blind man guides the way]: 50
Opening hours: 7:[-]am, [-]:[-]pm.

Zhang Yi looked at his newly hung signboard and nodded in satisfaction.

It's just that the façade needs to be revised.

There is also the vulgar lighting in the store, which also needs to be changed.

It's so vulgar, I didn't know that I thought it was a shampoo room.

What I do is serious business.

There is also a vacant shop next to it. Find some time in the next two days to talk and see if it can be sold.

Zhang Yi is thinking about upgrading the massage shop.

At least expand the space inside.

The two massage chairs in the store already seemed a little crowded.

Now it's Dai Moli and Yangmei, and they can still make do with it.

But if I recruit another employee, the store will be very crowded, plus Uncle Zeng,

Two massage chairs and four technicians are obviously unreasonable.

What's more, in the future, I will become bigger and stronger.

In any case, the upgrade of the store must be planned as soon as possible.

As for money.

Zhang Yi was not worried at all, this morning he went to dig out the relics left by Zhang Shulai.

There is a passbook in it, and there are about 40 in it.

He was unwilling to want it before, but now that his mentality has completely changed, he no longer has the previous resistance to the relics left by Zhang Shulai.

Not only did he not resist, but he felt that there was not enough.

"Buzzing..."

At this moment, Zhang Yi's cell phone rang.

At first glance, it was Wang Bin calling.

"Hey, Zhang Yi, where do you live? I'll pick you up tonight. Don't forget."

Zhang Yi remembered that the last time Wang Bin called to invite him to dinner, Zhang Yi wanted to find an excuse to push this matter away.

Before he could figure out what excuse to come up with, Wang Bin didn't give him a chance to say no on the phone.

"Then it's settled. I'll pick you up at night, otherwise I'll always owe you favors, and I'll feel really bad."

"Okay, I'll give you an address, you come and pick me up."

Zhang Yi didn't insist anymore, otherwise Wang Bin would haunt him for a long time.

After reporting the store's information to Wang Bin, Zhang Yi handed over the store's affairs to Jasmine, and went upstairs by himself.

Just sitting down, the phone buzzed and vibrated.

I took it out and saw that it was a message from a stranger.

"Uncle Zeng, I heard about your difficulties last night. After I went back, I thought about it for a long time. Sorry, I shouldn't have done anything to you that night."

Zhang Yi took a look, hey, it's He Dapeng's message.

The phone number given to He Dapeng last night was his own.

You can't give He Dapeng the phone number that Uncle Zeng left him, it's a dead phone number.

What if the big man gets mad and destroys his shop?

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yi sent a message to He Dapeng.

While expressing that he was fine, he cried about the bitterness of being betrayed by his lover when he was young.

"Son, Uncle Zeng doesn't blame you, he only blames me for being too cowardly.

I had a dream last night, remembering that I was beaten all over by the adulterer and adulterer, and I still forgot to pee on me before I left.

You give me some time.

I will definitely give you an explanation on this matter. "

"Okay, don't worry about these two days, I will come to see you after two days."

Zhang Yi put down his phone and patted his chest, feeling a little guilty.

But on second thought.

The conscience of heaven and earth, as the boss, caring about the happiness of employees like this is simply a conscientious businessman.

Immediately, my waist stiffened.

Throwing the phone aside, Zhang Yi took out [Liu Jin] from the account book and played with it in his hand.

A black ball the size of an egg looks inconspicuous.

After weighing it a few times, I can hardly feel any weight.

This thing can change into three forms.

It's just that once the shape is determined, it cannot be changed.

Try changing a shape first.

Just change what?

The first thing Zhang Yi thought of was the sword.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing.

It seems that in every boy's heart, he can never get around the fantasy of traveling to the end of the world with a sword.

Although the image of Uncle Ying is very handsome.

But I don't know how to use a sword at all, so if I use this weapon in vain, I might be killed easily by others.

Furthermore, this is a controlled knife.

Even if he was using it to deal with ghosts, if someone saw him, he would probably treat him as a psychopath first.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yi already had an idea in his mind.

Holding the black ball in the palm of my hand, a very magical feeling came to my heart, as if the flowing gold in the palm of my hand has become a part of myself, and I can change my shape according to my own thoughts.

Zhang Yi closed his eyes and carefully thought about the appearance of this item.

"rustle……"

The black ball in the palm spread out like sand, and gradually changed its original appearance according to Zhang Yi's idea.

When Zhang Yi opened his eyes again, there was already a black stick in his palm.

Zhang Yi waved the stick in his hand a few times.

There was a buzzing and breaking wind in the air, and the stick was so light that it took no effort to swing it.

Zhang Yi found a hammer in the room and tried to hit it a few times.

"Boom!"

The dull sound is enough to prove the hardness of the stick.

This made him nod with great satisfaction.

As a man, since you can't use your sword to the end of the world, it's good to play with a stick at home.

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, if you can't beat it, you still have room to escape.

I really think highly of myself for letting myself hold a knife and fight the evil spirits hand to hand.

He didn't rush to think about the second form, but took out the [Silk of Mercy King Kong] that he exchanged from the account book.

This thing looks a bit like a sticker.

On the top is the shape of a lotus flower drawn with gold thread, and it feels warm when held in the hand.

Zhang Yi stuck it on the stick.

The gold thread on it seemed to melt for a moment, wrapping around the stick, and the originally black stick had a few more golden textures in a moment.

Keep posting.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi posted the remaining two together.

The blessing of the second [King Kong Seal of Compassion] made the golden texture on the black stick more clear. When the third [King Kong Seal of Compassion] was pasted on, two inconspicuous golden lotuses grew on both ends of the stick.

Become!

Zhang Yi's eyes lit up, and he swung the stick twice, only to see a golden light trail left in the air, as if there was some special power that hadn't dissipated for a long time.

Then he threw the stick into the account book, and with the power of the account book, he saw that the information of [Flowing Gold] had produced new changes.

【Flowing Gold】: I have recognized the Lord (Zhang Yi)
A special liquid metal that can change into three forms following the owner's thoughts.

(Note: Once the three forms are confirmed, Liujin will start to harden and become indestructible!)
Form 1: stick
【The Imprint of Mercy King Kong】: LV3
Awakening effect: Wrath of King Kong

When hitting the Shade for the first time, it will stun the Shade for 3-5 seconds.

(Note: The stronger the ghost, the weaker the stun effect.)
dizziness!

Zhang Yi nodded, the 9000 turnover was not a loss.

Immediately after he suddenly thought of something, he looked at [Liu Jin] in the account book with fiery eyes.

He thought of the second form of this thing, what should have changed...

　Thank you for Xiaolong’s chapter push, thank you newcomers for your support, thank you, I will work hard, I will work hard, and I will live up to my brothers and everyone.

　　
　
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