Chapter 120

Little Luoli looked slightly sideways. She always felt that Zhou Ze deliberately said such ambiguous words, and she didn't answer. No matter whether you answer "yes" or "no", it's not good.

Moreover, little Luoli believes that Zhou Ze can also see it.

Yes, Zhou Ze saw it. All along, Zhou Ze thought whether Wang Ke had that special hobby. Now when I think about it, it's not Wang Ke's problem, but Wang Ke's wife's problem.

Wang Ke is a psychologist. He is responsible for treating his wife's problems. Even when he has to live at home, he deliberately cooperates with his wife.

He is acting, and the purpose of the performance is to make his wife happy.

A successful man has to pretend to be happy at home every day, eat meat and broth constantly, and act happily.

His wife bought meat every day and watched her husband eat it.

For others, it may be a kind of torture.

"Tie her up, and you stare at him to make sure she doesn't have an accident." Zhou Ze said to Bai Yingying.

Bai Yingying nodded and went directly to mention Wang Ke's wife and entered the study.

The Taoist priest didn't need to be informed, so he picked up the unconscious Wang Ke and put him on the sofa to help him check his injury.

Zhou Ze didn't directly call 120 to send Wang Ke to the hospital and Wang Ke's wife to the mental hospital. Wang Ke should have his own choice about his wife's affairs. Zhou Ze didn't need to make trouble for his life and make decisions without authorization. In addition, Zhou Ze didn't bother to take over this trouble.

Although Wang Ke is unconscious and injured, the problem is not great. He should wake up soon. Then, he will make his own decision.

Moreover, at this moment, Zhou Ze has another thing to solve.

He picked up little Luoli.

Little Luoli is struggling.

In the past, little Luoli also asked Zhou Ze to hold herself up, but that was because she wanted to be "on an equal footing" with Zhou Ze. At that time, she was with reserve, restraint, absolute oppression and control.

Now, Feng Shui has changed in turn. This time, Zhou Ze picked her up. Zhou Ze purely regarded her as the little sister next door,

I knead,

I pinched,

See if you are still skinny.

Zhou Ze went upstairs with little Luoli in his arms,

Lao Dao stood at the entrance of the stairs and watched Zhou Ze pick up little Luoli,

His face was struggling and tangled. He was considering whether to stop his boss from doing such a beast.

What a beast,

She is only a child.

If Zhou Ze knew what Lao Dao was thinking now, he would probably mercilessly open a few skylights for him.

Put little Luoli on the bed, Zhou Ze stepped back and saw that little Luoli had fallen asleep when he picked her up and went upstairs. Now he was lying on the bed, emitting a slightly cute "snore", like a fine piece of porcelain.

Shaoqing, rubbing her eyes, looked at Zhou Ze unexpectedly, and said in a waxy voice:

"Uncle, why are you in my house? You are still in my room."

So cute, so cute.

But Zhou Ze was like a rough man who didn't understand his style. He directly raised little Luoli again and let him sway around in his own hands. At the same time, he said:

"I don't care whether you're pretending or not. Anyway, I don't care. Don't pretend now if you're pretending. If you're not pretending, wake up and occupy my master consciousness again.

I have something to do with you.

Don't overestimate my patience. I'm not the kind of strange uncle who likes to call little girls home to see goldfish. "

Zhou Zehuang was shaking. At first, little Luoli was still crying and even began to shout "Mom and Dad", but after a while, she calmed down, her eyes were calm, biting her delicate red lips and said in a deep voice:

"Put me down."

"Yo, you're still skinny!"

"Pa!"

Slap in the unknown position, little Luoli stared wide eyes, turned his head and looked at Zhou Ze, eager to eat Zhou Ze raw!

How dare you play the unspeakable position of this seat!

How dare you say you're not a strange uncle?

"Oh, sorry."

Zhou zesong opened his hand and little Luoli fell on the bed.

But little Luoli was still staring at him. Zhou Ze was a little chatty and said:

"I just neglected and didn't notice that you came back."

"Zhou Ze, do you think you can be lawless now?"

Little Luoli scolded.

"Pa!"

The unknown location was hit hard again,

Little Luoli couldn't believe it!

You just said it was negligence, not intentional!

Zhou Ze stroked the palm that had just patted the unknown position and said:

"It's not intentional this time."

With that, Zhou Ze also sat down against the bed,

Avenue:

"Don't learn from the protagonist in the movie. I like to be tough when I die, because I'm not the villain in the movie. I don't want to talk to you for so long."

"How dare you kill me?" Little Luoli asked back.

"Pa!"

"Pa!"

"Afraid!"

Three beats of unknown position,

Little Luoli shivered three times,

Bei's teeth are about to bite red lips and bleed.

"A while ago, someone said the same thing to me, but in the end, she died, so don't threaten me with this, because it's useless.

Even if you hide in this body, I have a way to force you out. "

"Was she killed by you?" Little Luoli knows the man Zhou Ze killed. No, it's exactly who the ghost is.

Zhou Ze has killed a ghost, so he doesn't care about killing another one.

"Say what you want to ask."

Little Luoli turned over and sat on the bed, hiding her unknown position.

Zhou Ze took out his certificate, put it in his hand and asked, "how on earth did the ghost go to work? Am I on duty now?"

"With your certificate and my key to hell, you are the ghost."

"Is the management so loose?" Zhou Ze was a little surprised.

"The ghost difference is just the lowest level of the Yin division. The Yang is so big. If even the lowest ghost difference needs the upper level of the Yin division to choose and accept their fate one by one, then the upper level of the Yin division doesn't need to do other things.

Even the ghost Constable above the ghost difference does not need certification, but only needs to obtain the corresponding qualification, but the subsequent patrol inspection must be personally certified by the Yin division. "

"Oh, well, the working environment is actually so loose. Isn't that who kills you can get the ghost identity?"

"Yin Si is orderly, and the yellow spring can be............."

"Pa!"

Zhou Ze turned little Luoli over, and the unknown location was another record!

"Why!" Little Luoli suffered a terrible sense of humiliation.

"Speak well, don't always shout slogans." Zhou Ze reminded.

"Yin Shi has Yin Shi rules. Killing ghosts is a big taboo!" Little Luoli replied.

"It feels like nonsense. I killed him, and the one in Chengdu must also have killed him. He's fine, even if he's fine. Why is it that I'm fine?"

With that, Zhou Ze raised his hand and prepared to remember again.

Well,

It feels good.

"That's because you didn't break the rules, and there was something wrong with the ghost you killed. She was not so much a ghost as a fierce ghost!"

"Well, I don't know if it's right to sum up like this, which means that ghost is the lowest level shrimp. No one is responsible for death or work injury. Even if he is robbed of his identity, as long as the successor doesn't act recklessly or even inherits the original work and continues to do ghost work, the Yin company won't care?"

Little Luoli nodded.

"To be honest, this civil servant is really boring."

Zhou Ze skimmed his lips. Isn't this a blow to his enthusiasm for work? He is still a temporary worker now, but now he knows that even if he becomes a regular, there is no guarantee. He suddenly feels that the future of this job is so bleak.

In the sun, everyone wants to be a civil servant just for an iron rice bowl.

This is not an iron rice bowl when it comes to the underworld. Even this rice bowl has to be changed in turn.

"Ghost difference is the best way for ghosts to enter the underworld to seek identity. Moreover, the identity of ghost difference certificate is not so easy to take. Basically speaking, it is impossible to be inherited."

Little Luoli took another look at the certificate in Zhou Ze's hand, pursed her lips, and continued:

"Throughout the ages, because many mountain and river gods can't walk the road of being pardoned by the orthodox Dynasty, and want to make progress, they voluntarily become ghosts and take the path of hell, which is this truth."

"OK, one more thing." Zhou Ze spread out his palm, "can you take back this mark?"

Little Luoli didn't say anything.

"Answer me."

Zhou Ze's face slowly darkened.

Little Luoli nodded.

Zhou Ze took a deep breath, slowly clenched his fist, and continued to ask softly:

"How can I get it back?"

"I naturally have my own way to take away the things I gave you."

"You're a little avoiding this question." Zhou Ze reached out and rubbed little Luoli's head, saying, "come on, be good, tell your uncle more specifically, how can you take back this mark, the key to hell in your mouth?"

Little Luoli looked at Zhou Ze, and she hesitated.

"Say."

Zhou Ze raised his voice. At the same time, his nails were long, and the tip of his nails slid gently on little Luoli's face.

Small Luoli low channel:

"Kill you and take it back."

The expected answer,

But it made Zhou Ze's eyes sink completely,

He was not angry,

He was not angry,

At least, it didn't show up, just faint tunnel:

"It means that the cakes you drew for me, the promises you made to me, and the expectations you gave me for the future are all false.

You just need to go to Chengdu to work, so let me help you OEM to earn performance.

When you come back,

You are going to kill me. Even, I am your calculated achievement,

Right? "

Little Luoli closed her eyes.

Back in time, on that day, Zhou Ze still calmly watched Tang Shi and Lao Dao vent their anger for the things in Chengdu, and even made many actions that ordinary people would only have when they were excited.

At that time, I could drink coffee calmly!

If I knew at that time that if the one in Chengdu lost, when little Luoli came back, I would not only lose my interests, but also be a complete GG. Could I still taste coffee calmly!

Maybe I will be more crazy and buy tens of thousands of fireworks to set off.

Sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, Zhou Ze still calmly looked at little Luoli, not angry, not hysterical, just asked:

"Why don't you go back to hell because your injury is too serious to go back to hell? Even now, you dare not go to hell and go through the yellow spring road?"

Little Luoli didn't answer. Silence is also a kind of default.

Zhou Ze picked up his certificate, glanced at it, and said to himself, "how much can you earn by sending a ghost back to hell?"

"I'm a ghost, send me to hell, no performance." Little Luoli answered.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know;

What I'm saying is,

Destroy a ghost's certificate, torture her into a fierce ghost without consciousness, and then send her back to hell,

Is there performance? "