Bab 269: I, the Old Priest, Transfer the Money!

"What should we do next?"

Getting back to the main topic, after the old Daoist left in his electric wheelchair, the Little Loli sat behind the bar counter. She was still very concerned about the old man's matter.

The old man usually didn't kill Ghost Messengers, but Zhou Ze and the old man were already at each other's throats. If the old man really didn't die, it would be a very troublesome matter if he were to cause trouble in the future.

There was no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days, and the Little Loli herself was like a grasshopper on the same rope as Zhou Ze. She had to care about it, and she had to pay attention to this matter.

Because, according to Zhou Ze's personality, if he really was going to die one day, he definitely wouldn't mind dragging her down with him.

"I don't know what to do either. I Can't wake him up now and ask him about the specifics."

The Little Loli was silent.