Chapter 57

The man was silent. At this moment, he was a little absent-minded.

Zhou Ze originally thought he would become a fierce ghost, just like the souls of the victims who were burned by the takeout boys in his bookstore.

Once the existence of ghosts turns into fierce ghosts, the obsession will be completely condensed, and the road of reincarnation will be completely cut off. The only outcome is to disappear.

It's a bit like a person taking more than 100 times the amount of stimulants in a short time, and then of course, he went to heaven. Of course, after he finished, he was ready to collect the body.

However, the one in front of me seemed a little calm.

Very lost, very hesitant, very helpless, also very tangled.

He looked back at the Confucian temple behind him and sighed, "so, as I grew up reading the books of sages, in the eyes of sages, I am actually the same as those who failed in the imperial examination."

Originally, I thought I was unique. Originally, I thought I was lucky. Even the ghost judge couldn't judge my destiny. Who knows, in the end, it was just my high self-esteem.

In fact, he should have figured it out long ago, otherwise he could not have been detained here for hundreds of years, and he could not even have self-consciousness all day long. He could only follow generation after generation of watchmen around the Confucian temple.

The man looked at Zhou Ze: "do you think I should die?"

Zhou Ze did not answer.

"I have a good friend, surnamed Liu. After learning that the first emperor hanged himself in the coal mountain, he led the whole family to commit suicide in the house and followed the first emperor."

The man whispered,

"The day before the accident, he had a 13-year-old granddaughter who secretly came to my residence, hoping to seek my protection. Her mother was a concubine and wanted to give her a chance to live.

Then my old friend came to the door in person and picked up his granddaughter.

Finally, more than 20 people in the Liu family hanged themselves and died together. The little granddaughter was stabbed to death by a sword. She didn't want to die, but she died anyway. "

The man smiled, "do you think it's right to do this?"

Zhou Ze didn't keep silent this time, but said, "she doesn't deserve to die."

"Yes, she doesn't deserve to die, so I think, whether to die or live, everyone has their own calculation in their hearts. I know my relatives don't want to die, and my children don't want to die, so I have to bite my teeth to live and live.

I don't just live for myself, I have to live for them.

In addition, during my tenure in the later Dynasty, countless people lived, reducing a lot of killing sins.

Just like Li Shimin knew that he was destined to leave indelible stains in history after Xuanwu, so he worked hard to be a good emperor of Ming Dynasty.

At that time, I also had this mentality.

I always feel that I can do more good deeds and live more people. Even if I can't die for my country, I still have a useful body to do something beneficial to the people of the country, which is also a way to make up for my mistakes on the other hand. "

The man said a lot, obviously, he was unconvinced.

Ancient scholars called themselves saints' disciples because they read saints' books and learned sages' theories. But now it is clear that everyone in the Confucian temple has beaten him into an unfilial child.

He was originally a Jiuqing official, but his treatment after death was the same as those who failed in the imperial examination and committed suicide in the Confucian temple.

This has explained the attitude of the saints.

Zhou Ze slowly squatted down and looked at the man in front of him. After thinking for a while, he said, "what you just said is a little familiar to me. Less than a hundred years ago, someone once said something similar to yours.

His name is Wang Jixin.

When the nation was in danger, he became a traitor and worked for the tiger. His reputation is called curvilinear national salvation. "

The man opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

"Since you have become the governor of the previous dynasty and the Jiuqing of the later Dynasty, you don't have to make excuses for yourself anymore.

The most essential reason is actually very simple,

The water is too cold. "

When the man heard the speech, his face showed shame and anger, staring at Zhou Ze angrily.

Zhou Ze spread his hands, his nails grew out, and then pulled out the sign of the palm of his right hand, drew a circle, and the door of hell was opened.

"Please, what you want is a decent one. Go in by yourself.

If I catch it myself, I'll lose even the last bit of dignity. "

The man stood up and walked forward step by step. Before stepping into the door, he finally stared at Zhou Ze with a slightly thoughtful look:

"Do you think the water is cold?"

"Just have a clear conscience."

The man looked pensive and shook his head. He didn't know whether he finally figured it out or not, but he finally took that step and walked into the door.

Zhou Ze waved his hand, the door dissipated, and everything here was over.

It seems that I have to thank the official Lord for swallowing all the nearby scholars and ghosts into my stomach, which also saves Zhou Ze a lot of trouble.

"Boss, this is over?" The female corpse was very disappointed and said, "I thought you would beat him up."

"Whether to fight or not is meaningless." Zhou Ze took a deep look at the Confucian temple not far in front of him and said, "besides, the saints in the Confucian temple have detained him here for hundreds of years, and it's time to punish him."

Bai Yingying tooted her mouth, "it seems that these mud bodies in the Confucian temple are still a little useful, and they are not all blind."

"Yes, they detained the ghost of the former imperial censor here, because they felt that the imperial censor was not his disciple. He did something shameless, lost their face, and needed to be punished.

They punished him,

Then, the dynasties changed, and the Ming Dynasty became the Qing Dynasty. Many have changed, but the Confucian temple is still the Confucian temple. These saints, clay bodied old men, still enjoy the incense offerings of the new dynasty. "

"........" Bai Yingying.

"Boss, you are speaking more and more philosophically now. Are the mud babies in the temple good or bad?"

Bai Yingying still remembers the last time she helped others grab the head of incense and entered the Confucian temple. As a result, she felt uncomfortable that she was being "stared at".

"It's just a thing."

After taking a taxi, it was already 10 p.m. when I returned to the bookstore, but generally this time is the real business hours of Zhou Ze.

Probably because there are fewer ghosts during the day and more active ghosts at night.

These days, the ghost money earned a little, but after the last video was given out, Zhou Ze burned a lot of ghost money to avoid trouble.

Of course, that video can't be used as direct evidence, but as long as the parties concerned know the truth of this matter in their hearts, and then spend some effort to check it carefully, the truth of the matter is not difficult to come out.

That video is nothing more than an introduction. It can't be used as real evidence.

Zhou Ze didn't go to read a book, but wore headphones to listen to music, casually flipped through some news, and Bai Yingying sat behind Zhou Ze with her mobile phone playing games.

The master and servant, each happy, in the eyes of the man next door who is more beautiful than a woman, this is a sign of degeneration!

The bookstore door was pushed open in the middle of the night, and a girl came in, holding a coquette.

Familiar girl, familiar corky.

Zhou Ze stood up and poured her a glass of water. As the first VIP customer, she deserved this service.

Zhou Ze also took a closer look,

People are alive,

Dogs are also alive.

In the middle of the night, the probability of a living person entering his bookstore is really low.

"Boss, my dog has found it."

"Congratulations." Zhou Ze said.

Keji dog excitedly circled Zhou Ze twice, and then ran to Bai Yingying like a joy.

Bai Yingying was playing with pesticides. She was startled by the dog and stared at it immediately. Keji dog was stunned.

As the saying goes, dogs look down on people, but in fact, dogs can see things that people can't see.

At that moment, the dog sat on the ground, and the excrement and urine came out.

"Sorry, sorry, boss, I'm really sorry." The girl immediately stood up and prepared to clean up.

"Nothing." Zhou Ze motioned the girl to take it easy, and then said to Bai Yingying, "clean it."

Bai Yingying put down her mobile phone and went to the bathroom with a sad face to get a mop and rag.

"Boss, the business of your bookstore has not been very good?" The girl brought her dog back and put it at her feet to stop it from running around.

Of course, the goods don't dare to run around, and the atmosphere doesn't dare to breathe.

"Muddle along." Zhou Ze said.

"Last time, thanks to you telling me the location of the dog, I could find the person who took it and pay for it."

"How much did it cost?"

"It's more than 10000. People won't return it. They say it's her. But after talking about the price, they still give the dog back to me."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Boss, I think you can add more things to this bookstore, such as this chair. It's really uncomfortable to sit on. You can change it into a sofa."

If I have money, I also want to change it.

"How about my equity investment? You should do a good job here." The girl touched the dog's head and said to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze knew that she just wanted to repay herself, so it didn't matter even if she lost money, but Zhou Ze couldn't promise.

You can't ask people. Do you mind paying dividends?

Burn the ghost money that can accumulate Yin virtue?

When the Taoist priest said this to himself, Zhou Ze regarded the other party as a ghost,

Well,

So Zhou Ze doesn't want to be seen as a ghost by the girl in front of him.

Just then, a "laugh" came out of the noodle shop next door, and then Xu Qinglang, who was provocative in his pajamas, ran out and came to the bookstore next door, shouting to Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying who was wiping dog shit:

"Win, win the lottery, 100000!"

Xu Qinglang is very happy. When he is happy, he always wants to share. The only place near him where he can find living people is the bookstore next door to him.

However, it seems that the bookstore next door is not alive

"Congratulations." Zhou Ze congratulated.

"Tut Tut, give me a bag, boss Xu." Bai Yingying took the opportunity to eat some wedding money.

"Little fun, little fun." Xu Qinglang began to pretend to be reserved. Then he saw that there was a beautiful young girl beside him, and immediately became more reserved:

"It's only 100000 yuan, after tax it's only 80000 yuan, which is just a lottery money. For me, who has more than 20 resettlement houses in Shiqiao District, it's just drizzle, which has no real impact on my life."

"Shiqiao district?" The girl asked.

"Yes." Xu Qinglang replied.

Shiqiao district is close to the city center. The house price there is higher than that in other places. Naturally, it can be more secluded. Oh, no, it can be more implicit.

"Oh, that should be my community."

"Where does your family live?" Xu Qinglang laughed more brightly, "next time I have a chance to come out for coffee?"

"My family doesn't live there."

"What does that mean?"

"I mean, it should be my company that demolishes your house and compensates for your resettlement house."

"........" Xu Qinglang.