There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 219: Share
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The time at this time,
7:30 after entering the night.
When Fang Zhengda held small hands, brought clothes and went to Zuo Qianhu’s fake bookstore selling sheep’s heads and selling dog meat,
Unexpectedly, I saw that in Zuoqianhu shop, which hadn't opened a single business in thousands of years, there were unexpectedly more customers with big eyes and cute girls wearing zombie costumes and a little exaggerated waves.
Looking at the zombie prop suit Pomei with blood still on the corner of her mouth, Fang Zheng had a strange look on her face.
People dressed like this at night are either crazy...or mentally...
It's always up, down, left and right, front convex and back warped, it's not normal in any way.
Clearly dressed at night, and walked alone to the sparsely populated Banyan Tree Old Street. Is this another abnormal human like Zuo Qianhu? Or is it really just an inadvertent customer?
The reason for guessing that she might be a customer is because the zombie prop service Pomei is selecting the wooden sculptures on the shelf. Of course, they are all ordinary wood carving handicrafts that are not covered by red grosgrain.
At this moment, this zombie costume girl Bomei, facing the dazzling wood carvings on the shelves, is facing the difficulty of choosing with a tangled expression. She saw someone entering the store, her eyes with big eyes lit up immediately, and she said with a cute and bleeding surprise expression: "What a cute little sister."
Then I saw her running to ask Fang Zheng with two wood carvings in her hand, squatting down, her voice asked Yiyi with ** Tongyin: "Little sister, the two wood carvings in the left and right hands of my sister. , Which one do you like best?"
Yiyi was afraid of strangers, so timidly hid behind Fang Zheng, holding Fang Zheng's leg tightly with both hands.
"Sorry, my niece couldn't speak because of a high fever when she was a child."
"Since she couldn't speak, she has been very courageous and afraid of strangers."
This excuse, Founder has been trying again and again.
Sure enough, the eyes of Bo-mei, the zombie costumer, were slightly red, and she gave a squeak, and she seemed to be sore and crying. She quickly apologized: "My poor little sister, I'm sorry, it's all my sister, I'm wrong. I scared my little sister."
So you still know yourself! Fang Zheng looked at Pomei, a zombie costume costume, squatting on the ground, his eyes deliberately avoiding the horrifying upper body figure, and curiously asked: "Is this the costume costume of the crew?"
Speaking of this, the zombie prop service Bomei had a bit of aggrieved eyes: "Today the director asked me to play the dead, but I was kicked out by the director as soon as I finished a shot."
Founder was surprised: "Why?"
Bomei, the zombie prop service, wiped a teardrop from the corner of her eyes: "I said that acting according to the script is too fake, and the audience can see the **** shots at a glance. This movie will definitely become a two-point bad movie on Douban. So... I took a real bite to the actor."
Fang Zheng looked at the blood stains still visibly remaining at the corner of the opponent's mouth: "..."
Fangzheng felt a chill in the aorta of his neck: "Did the director let the hero get a rabies vaccine for the first time?"
"??" The black question mark face of Pomei in the zombie costume.
Fang Zheng looked at the two wooden sculptures in the hands of the girl who was squatting on the ground, and said: "I think the small brain axe you hold in your left hand is quite suitable for you."
"Really?" Bo Mei, the zombie prop server, looked at Fang Zheng.
"Well, my niece told me personally." Fang Zheng said solemnly.
The cerebellar axe in the other's left hand is a wood carving carved by Yiyi himself. There is no reason why Fang Zheng does not recommend his own things.
Yiyi has been learning wood carving here for half a month in Zuoqianhu. Recently, it has made rapid progress. This is the first yield of Yiyi's recent production.
"Your niece really opened her mouth to tell you?" Bo Mei, a zombie prop server, looked suspiciously at Yi Yi who was hiding behind Fang Zheng. She happened to see Yi Yi's line of sight and was looking at the cerebellar axe wood carving in her left hand.
A smile appeared on the face of the zombie costume girl Pomeranian, and she stood up turbulently: "Okay, let's choose this one, how much does this cerebellar axe handicraft cost the boss?"
"100." Seeing that his handicrafts were not selling well, Zuo Qianhu didn't know if he was a little upset in his heart, and said with a nonchalant expression.
Looking at the happy white rabbit pulling out a carrot, the last zombie prop suit Pomei who left with a bounce, Fang Zheng suddenly became a little worried for passers-by, and wanted to remind the other party to finally take off the prop suit. , It's too scary to jump around at night.
But when Fang Zheng just turned his head to remind him, this big white rabbit jumped too fast and it was gone.
Fang Zheng had no choice but to turn around and return to the Zuo Qianhu store. He could see that the clothes were very happy. Under the cute cartoon skull mask, there were two faint light flashes in her two eye sockets, indicating that She is very happy at the moment.
Then ran to Zuo Qianhu and looked at Zuo Qianhu eagerly, as if he couldn't wait to urge him and wanted to carve another wooden sculpture immediately.
Zuo Qianhu handed the one hundred yuan for the handicrafts he had sold to Yiyi. The face that was still a little depressed before smiled again and said: "This is what you earned by yourself. It’s yours."
Yiyi looked at the hundred-dollar bill in Zuo Qianhu's hand in disbelief. There was surprise and excitement, and the light in his eyes flickered more intensely.
This is the first money Yiyi made.
No wonder she is so excited.
She wanted to take the money immediately, but in the end she hesitated and withdrew her hand. First, she turned her head to look at Fang Zheng, and when Fang Zheng smiled and nodded to let her take it, Yiyi seemed to treat the most sacred thing in life. Carefully, solemnly accepted the hundred yuan red note.
"Clothes are getting better and better. I know how to make money at such a young age, and I will be great in the future." Fang Zheng complimented appropriately.
Yiyi seemed to enjoy it, and also very happy, and then she held the hundred yuan red bill in her hand tightly like a little money fan.
Founder is happy: "Don't worry, no one will grab you."
"This money is earned by Yiyi, and Yiyi spends whatever he wants."
I saw Yiyi tilted her head and thought about it, and then...Sila!
The one hundred yuan red bill was divided into two from the middle line, Yiyi handed half of the banknotes to Fangzheng... This is called sharing, and Yiyi really doesn't hurt Yiyi on weekdays.
Fang Zheng was stunned by this sudden operation.
Sla!
Seeing that Fang Zheng was stunned and didn't pick it up, Yiyi pulled his half of the banknotes into two again, one large and one small banknotes, and handed them to Fang Zheng.
Founder: "..."
Zuo Qianhu: "..."
Fangzheng smiled helplessly, and he squatted down and patiently educates the child: "Remember in the future, don't damage the currency. Money can be changed, or large for small. You see, this is 10 yuan. , This is 20 yuan, there are one yuan, five jiao......"
"If you destroy currency without any reason, you and I will both go to jail."
Yiyi seemed to understand something, but she also felt that she had done something wrong, so she lowered her head when she knew what was wrong.
"It doesn't matter, just re-adhesive, the clothes are not intentional. The money is earned by Yiyi alone, and the clothes should be kept alone." Fang Zheng comforted the depressed Yiyi, just in time. At this time, his cell phone vibrated.
At first glance, it turned out to be Captain Fei's call.