My staff is inhuman

Chapter 89 Massage Shop
The music gradually faded away.

Xiwa called out to Grandpa with a choked voice, if it wasn't for Zhang Yi's hand holding her tightly, she might have run back uncontrollably by this time.

"Liar, liar, big liar!!"

Xiwa's fist hit Zhang Yi's shoulder, venting her inner anger and grievance.

Zhang Yi couldn't do anything, he could only hold Xiwa in his arms, stroking her hair gently with his palm.

"Trust me, your grandpa will come back."

"Liar, you are all lying to me!"

"No, I promise you, if your grandpa doesn't come back, I will go to him and bring him back, I promise."

Xiwa knew that this was just Zhang Yi's consolation, but now she could only choose to believe, her grandfather, and the big brother in front of her.

"Let's go, we can't stay here for long."

After seeing those five ghosts, I don't know how many horrors exist in this underworld.

Even with the blessing of the Yeyou God, when encountering a fierce ghost, he can't guarantee a chance to escape unscathed.

When passing through the gate of the passenger station, Zhang Yi gradually slowed down, dragging Xiwa to hide aside.

"Brother? Is there any trouble?"

Zhang Yi nodded, his expression gradually became serious, and the ruins in front of him were very different from the first time he came here.

There was thick water on the ground, and the surrounding walls were devastated, especially the gate of the passenger station, which was smashed open.

In the empty passenger terminal, not even a ghost can be seen.

People's first impressions are very strong and deep.

Zhang Yi still remembers the first time Dai Moli led him through here, the lingering shadows in the passenger station, and the repeated slamming of the door.

But now it's all ruined.

Did someone from the student union do it?
This possibility is very high, after all, the people from the student union are one step ahead of me.

Perhaps when they rushed over, in order to find their traces, it is also possible to simply clean up the place like a carpet.

Of course this is the best result.

After confirming again and again that there seemed to be no danger, Zhang Yicai carefully pulled Xiwa out from behind the bunker.

"Clap clap clap..."

The water on the ground was neither deep nor shallow, but it made a crackling sound when one stepped on it.

The sound echoed in the dead and silent ruins, which made people feel hairy.

Zhang Yi felt like a thief now, standing on tiptoes, holding his breath, for fear of being discovered by his master.

Every few steps, Zhang Yi had to stop and look around. The distance was already very close, but the more this time came, the more panicked Zhang Yi felt.

He always felt that a pair of eyes were hiding somewhere, looking at him silently.

"bright!"

Xiwa's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the light ahead.

"Well, it's coming."

Zhang Yi nodded, but when he looked in the direction Xiwa was pointing at, he froze in place.

The pink glass door is covered with faded stickers, and the word [Massage] can still be seen.

Familiar style is oncoming.

Zhang Yi's heart was full of murmurs.

I have already modified the facade, but why does this store still look like this in the underworld.

Zhang Yi thought carefully for a moment.

Suddenly remembered something, and immediately understood what was going on in my heart.

"This is the space covered by Zhang Shulai in the massage parlor!"

Previously, after I had completed offering to the immortals and gained the power of the Night Tour God, the ledger reminded me that I had the ability to expand the space.

But when he wanted to use this spatial ability in a massage parlor, he reminded himself that the industry had already been expanded.

At that time, I wondered if Zhang Shulai had expanded the massage shop before.

Now it seems that the answer to everything seems to be clear at once.

Last time I went into a coma after I entered the store, I don't know if I will repeat the same mistakes this time.

In order to ensure everything was safe, Zhang Yi held Xiwa's hand first: "Xiwa, are you willing to be my employee?"

"Staff?"

"Yes, I swear, I will protect you, love you, and never let you be wronged. Anyone who wants to hurt you must walk over my dead body. I will make you the happiest employee in the world .”

Zhang Yi solemnly read out his oath.

Such a serious demeanor made Xiwa a little uncomfortable, and always felt that these words sounded weird.

But she is willing to trust the big brother in front of her.

I also believe that my grandfather will not hand himself over to a bad person.

"Well, I do!"

After getting Xiwa's confirmation, Zhang Yi called out the account book, flipped through the employee page, and after confirming that Xiwa's figure had appeared on it, he felt relieved.

As for Xiwa's ability, Zhang Yi didn't care to look carefully.

Just glanced briefly, and saw that Xiwa's ability seemed to have the ability of music, but no ghost spells.

It shows that Xiwa is still in an ordinary ghost state.

But it doesn't matter, as long as she enters the massage shop, I can help her improve slowly in terms of ability.

Put away the account book and tighten Xiwa's hand.

Zhang Yi walked quickly to the door of the massage parlor, glanced inside, but did not see Dai Moli and the others.

It was still the familiar furnishings, two dilapidated massage chairs, and a mirror on the wall.

"Jingle, jingle."

Pushing open the glass door, Zhang Yi held his breath and stepped in with one foot. After waiting for a while, he didn't faint like last time.

"anyone there?"

Zhang Yi tried to shout, but no one responded to him.

"Big brother, isn't this your shop?"

"Well, it's mine, but it's not mine either."

It was difficult for Zhang Yi to explain the difference.

This is the space created by Zhang Shulai, and it has nothing to do with him.

But I have already inherited Zhang Shulai's inheritance, so strictly speaking, this store is my own.

Not only was the shop's furnishings exactly the same as the previous massage shop, but Zhang Yi actually saw a thermos cup that Uncle Zeng used to make tea on the table.

"sand!"

Pulling back the curtain of the partition, Zhang Yi saw a shrine, but strangely, the shrine was empty, and there was no photo of a book in it.

strange!
Seeing this, Zhang Yi continued to walk to the second floor, wanting to see if there were any secrets hidden here that he didn't know.

Almost exactly the same as in reality.

Zhang Yi almost searched all the rooms on the second floor, but couldn't find a way to leave here.

It made Zhang Yi wonder if he had gone the wrong way.

He walked downstairs with a depressed face.

She saw Xiwa kneeling on the ground, facing the shrine in front of her with clasped hands, sincerely worshiping.

"Get up, what do you worship it for? An empty shrine, there is nothing in it. Even if there is, it is not worth your worship."

Zhang Yi helped Xiwa up.

"But Grandpa said that all things have spirits. The shrine is a place to enshrine the gods. It will not appear in one place for no reason. Maybe the gods inside are just going out temporarily."

"Hehe, your grandfather is right, it's just this shrine..."

Halfway through Zhang Yi's words, he suddenly froze.

"Yes... I... did I say something wrong?"

Seeing Zhang Yi's sudden silence, Xiwa thought she had said something wrong.

"No, Xiwa is not wrong, I was wrong!"

Zhang Yi looked at the empty shrine, and Xiwa's words made him suddenly understand.

Maybe that's the key to it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi groped around and found the wallet in his pocket.

Although now people have gradually become accustomed to using mobile phones to pay.

But Zhang Yi still has the habit of carrying a wallet with him. He opened the wallet and took out a folded piece of paper from it.

After opening the paper, a black and white photo came into view, which was the death certificate of Zhang Shu.

Zhang Yi tore off the photo above, but the photo had to be re-attached to a frame.

He scanned the surroundings left and right, but couldn't find anything suitable.

"Forget it, make do with it."

Zhang Yi casually picked up the thermos cup on the table, spit on the back of the photo, and stuck it on the thermos cup.

Hey, just right!
Even the person and the cup are stuffed directly into the shrine.

Suddenly, the ghost face tag on Zhang Yi's chest started to heat up...

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