I open a bookstore in the human world

"Taoist Yu has worked hard these two days." Zhang Fan sent Jiang Siqi's cousins ​​away, returned to the shop, walked behind Taoist Yu who was observing the surrounding environment with a smile, and startled the latter by his sudden opening. The body under the broad avenue robe tensed instantly, and the whole person entered a state of defense.

Seeing that it was Zhang Fan, the defensiveness in Taoist priest's eyes gradually dissipated.Not only because he knew Zhang Fan, but also because the breath of the other party made him feel very comfortable.

This is not surprising, Zhang Fan is a person from the heavenly realm, and the heavenly court is originally the territory of Taoism, and more than half of the gods in it were born in Taoism.Even if he is an ordinary person, after being among these people for a long time, it is inevitable that he will be contaminated with Taoism, not to mention that Zhang Fan himself has a lot of connections with Taoism.

In fact, with Zhang Fan's ability, it was easy to restrain his breath in front of Taoist priest Yu, but he didn't do that, he deliberately let Taoist priest Yu be aware of it, so as to relax his vigilance.

There is no need to worry about this weak breath being noticed by Song Lan. After all, he is only a junior ghost envoy and does not have that great ability. What's more, he has never been in contact with people in the heavens before, so he doesn't know what the smell of the other party should be like. of.

For some reason, Taoist Yu always felt an inexplicable sense of pressure in front of Zhang Fan. Although the person in front of him should be ten or 20 years younger than him, the aura conveyed by him made Taoist Yu involuntarily respectful: "Where is that?" Where, killing evil spirits and ghosts is what the poor should do, not to mention hard work."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Fan's smile became subtle, and he coughed lightly: "It's really admirable for Daoist Yu to be righteous."

A touch of embarrassment appeared on Taoist Priest Yu's ordinary face with dry skin like bark, which looked a bit strange, like an old tree blooming.He chuckled: "Thank you, thank you."

Zhang Fan: "..." Hey you old Taoist priest, I'm just being so polite, do you really take it seriously?

Daoist Yu is actually not that naive to put it on someone else, but the target is a man (?) who makes him feel very comfortable, so he can't help but relax.

"By the way, why haven't you seen Song Shanren?" Taoist Yu asked, his eyes were a little more probing.

For Zhang Fan, he was happy from the bottom of his heart, but for Song Lan, he was a little wary.

"The boss is probably resting in the lounge." Zhang Fan looked natural. "He was very tired after a day of handling goods in the warehouse."

"So that's how it is..." Taoist Yu thought thoughtfully.

"The Taoist chief wants to find the boss? How about I call him?" Zhang Fan said as he was about to walk towards the staff lounge, seeming very enthusiastic.

"No, don't bother." Daoist Yu hurriedly stopped Zhang Fan, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face, "It's nothing serious, I just haven't seen him all day, just curious. Since he's resting, there's no need to bother him. "

After a pause, Taoist Yu said meaningfully: "It's time to take a good rest. Tomorrow will be a big event. If you don't recharge your batteries, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

After saying that, he turned around and left gracefully.

"Won't the Taoist stay for a cup of tea?" Zhang Fan asked behind him.

"No," Yu Daochang didn't turn his head, "Poverty Dao has to go back and make some preparations."

After leaving the Shadow Bookstore, Daoist Yu did not go back as he said, but walked towards the third floor.

There is one last store left to visit, and at the same time, the strangest one.

***

After Daoist Yu left, the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth that had been raised slowly lowered, and the smile in his eyes was also indifferent.

He went straight to a room inside the bookstore with the sign "Do not enter" on the door. The door was unlocked, and as soon as he opened the door, he could see a man lying on a recliner with a book covering his face and pretending to be asleep.

Hearing Zhang Fan's entry, Song Lan didn't move, but said lazily, "You've worked hard today, so get off work early and go back."

"Boss, are you going?" Zhang Fan asked while taking off his work clothes.

"I'll stay here to watch the door." Song Lan said.

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and said, "Daoist Yu came here just now, and asked the boss where you have been."

"What?!" Song Lan was startled, and immediately straightened up. The book that was originally covering his face fell to the ground with a soft sound.

"What can I say? Of course I'm telling the truth." The corners of Zhang Fan's lips curled up, revealing two rows of neat white teeth, "I told him, Boss, you've been busy in the warehouse all day, and you're taking a rest now. "

Song Lan nodded, his expression seemed to relax, and he said with satisfaction: "This is indeed the truth."

"What else did Daoist Yu say?" Song Lan asked again.

Zhang Fan spread his hands together: "No, he left again before we could say a few words, saying that he had to go back and prepare for tomorrow's ceremony. But..."

"But what?" Song Lan frowned.

"But I think he seems to be walking towards the third floor, maybe he wants to check how the third floor is arranged." Zhang Fan showed a guessing expression.

third floor?Song Lan pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay, I see, you should go back quickly, come early tomorrow, you are needed for many things."

"Okay boss, then I'm leaving." Zhang Fan changed his coat and waved to Song Lan, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Song Lan said casually, with a deep expression on his face.

After an unknown amount of time, it was confirmed that the hustle and bustle in the shopping mall had gradually subsided, and then Song Lan slowly got up from the recliner and walked towards the door of the lounge.

The headlights in the bookstore have been turned off, leaving only a few small emergency lights. The lights are so weak that they can hardly illuminate anything except themselves.Song Lan was not affected by the darkness in the store at all. She deftly walked around several rows of bookshelves, tables and chairs, and carefully avoided the talisman papers pasted on various furniture. She walked to a small door, opened it, and walked into the In the mall.

The people in the shopping mall seemed to have left, and the huge shopping mall looked extremely empty, only the yellow talisman papers stuck to the walls were left shaking in the wind blowing from nowhere.At first glance, the scene looks like a horror movie.

Song Lan frowned: the closer he was to these talisman papers, the more uncomfortable he became.This is not a good thing. It shows that Taoist Yu does have some real skills, and the talisman paper he draws can affect ghosts.

If it is an ordinary ghost, under the suppression of these talisman papers, I am afraid that there is no way to escape, and they can only wait for death obediently.

Song Lan shook her head, resisting the nausea, and looked in the direction of the lazy gold shop.

This is the only shop in the entire shopping mall that is still open. Bright lights shine through from the shop. If you read correctly, there are faint figures walking around inside.

Xia Lan walked out of the store, her gaze scanned the entire mall, and finally landed on Song Lan who was lying on the railing on the second floor.The two faced each other across the floor, and neither of them spoke.

Finally, Xia Lan hooked the corners of her mouth, made a good night gesture, turned and walked into the store.Then there was the sound of locking the door, and the last store in the mall was also closed.

Song Lan looked thoughtfully at the direction Xia Lan was leaving, and took a long time to look away, thinking in her mind: This eccentric senior didn't show anything special after meeting Taoist Yu, it seems that she should be sure to deal with tomorrow's scene.In this case, he doesn't need to worry too much, he will just play by ear tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he also relaxed, looked at his watch, and found that the time was not too late, thinking that Xie Daonian should not have slept yet, why don't you give him a call.

***

The call was connected quickly, and before he could speak, Xie Daonian on the other end asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Song Lan said in the WeChat group that a Taoist priest was going to do ghost hunting in Lijin, but in order not to worry everyone, he said it briefly and in a relaxed tone, and only said that he could solve it.

I didn't expect Xie Daonian to hang up because of this. It seems that he still cares about himself.Song Lan felt a warm current flowing through her heart, and the corners of her mouth turned up.

"It's fine for the time being," Song Lan frowned, picked up a toffee from the fruit plate next to her, peeled off the wrapping paper, and threw it into her mouth, it was so sweet to the bottom of her heart. "That Taoist priest seems to be a bit capable, but I can still handle it."

The other end of the phone was silent for a second, and Xie Daonian's tone was a bit serious: "That can't be taken lightly, the ritual has not started yet, so maybe the Taoist priest still has some tricks to suppress the bottom of the box."

"Don't be so nervous," the toffee melted on the tip of her tongue, and the sweet fragrance of milk filled her mouth, and Song Lan's eyes softened, "Don't worry, I promise, if something really happens, I will slip away immediately, That Taoist priest should not be able to catch up with me. If not, I will go to the third floor for help, I am a fellow townsman after all, I think the senior on the third floor will not refuse to save him."

"You really are..." Xie Daonian couldn't laugh or cry, and he didn't know what to say to the other party, "Since you have already planned it, then I won't say much. In short, be careful and report to me when the matter is over."

"Okay." Song Lan responded casually, and didn't think Xie Daonian's request was strange. The toffee in his mouth gradually became smaller, but the aftertaste was endless.

The two chatted a little more about their respective businesses, and when they learned that Xie Daonian had already selected the storefront of the second branch in Shanghai, Song Lan was not without envy: "To be honest, I think you are very lucky. Since the opening of the first Ying·Tea, there seems to be no place for you to worry about. The word of mouth is booming. Branches are opened one after another. It seems that everything is helping you. Unlike me, I always encounter all kinds of things. Such troubles. Sigh, if I had half the luck of yours, I probably wouldn't have to worry about tomorrow's ceremony right now."

"From what you said, it seems to be true." Xie Daonian really discussed the issue of luck with Song Lan, "Since I am so lucky, why don't you come by my side, maybe you can change your luck?"

Song Lan smashed her mouth, the toffee had completely melted, but the sweet scent still lingered between her lips and teeth, and it lingered for a long time. "You think I don't want to? It's just a big deal to settle in the devil. Now the strength of the bookstore is not strong enough. Even if you come here reluctantly, you may not be able to survive."

"You mean to settle in the magic city?" Xie Daonian's voice sounded a little weird.

"Otherwise, what do you think I'm talking about?" Song Lan blinked, "Isn't it going to Shanghai to go to you?" Doesn't he understand the difference between the two?

"...It's okay." Xie Daonian's tone seemed a little low, but it was quickly covered up.

"I won't chat with you anymore, you have to get up early tomorrow, and I have to work too." Song Lan said.

"Then... good night." Xie Dao said in a young voice.

"Goodbye, I will contact you tomorrow night." Song Lan hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Xie Daonian put down his phone and sat quietly for a long time.