Chapter 147

The old Taoist vomited faintly beside him, and all the food he had just eaten came back. It was very sad. There was a pool of red, white, yellow and colorful on the ground, like a sauce shop.

Tears swirled in his eyes. The Taoist priest felt regret and hatred in his heart. How could he be so unlucky?

Careful and cautious, I thought I jumped out of a pit, but what I didn't expect was that I foolishly released myself and jumped into a larger pit,

Jumping and shouting:

How vain!

"Leave her body and follow me."

Zhou Ze urged him to send him back to hell and become a regular himself.

Perhaps, this is to step on iron shoes and find nowhere. It takes no time. I worked hard at school for a long time, and even the so-called evil debts of my previous life ran out. As a result, a real ghost was not caught, and then I found him on the way back.

The woman was dejected, as if she had accepted her fate, but she still said:

"I want to stay with her for a while, and she is willing to. We can meet each other every night when we dream, and I can also see my three children."

Zhou Ze is indifferent. Every dead man has his own nostalgia for Yang. This is the characteristic of any intelligent life. There is always an instinct to survive, which urges him to seize any opportunity around him to stay.

Even Zhou Ze himself is the same, but understanding is understanding, but rules are rules.

Moreover, the dead soul of the husband has been left on the woman, and the woman's body will soon be unable to cope with problems. In the end, it can only be regarded as harming others and yourself.

"Bang!"

The woman suddenly pushed away the stall in front of her, and all the steamers fell down on Zhou Ze's side. Then she turned directly and began to run away. She wanted to run away, and she didn't want to be caught.

Zhou Ze pushed away the steamer in front of him. With a slight grasp of his fingertips and fingernails in front of him, a black fog invisible to ordinary people was released and directly wrapped around the woman.

The woman let out a groan and fell to the ground.

Zhou Ze walked forward a few steps, came to the woman, squatted down, put his hand on the woman's forehead, and then a wisp of Black Ghost was caught out by Zhou Ze.

This is a man's face. The man kept struggling and roaring angrily, with a deep reluctance and hysteria.

"She is willing. She is willing to stay with me. She told me in her dream that we should raise children together. She is willing!"

The man was arguing for himself, and then glared at Zhou Ze angrily:

"She's willing. Why should you meddle!"

"I want performance."

"......." man.

Zhou Ze is honest. In the final analysis, he needs performance, and now he is only one point away. He has waited for several days, so he can only take you back to hand over the work and become a regular.

The man was stunned for a moment. Zhou Ze's magnanimous attitude of admitting that it was for the sake of interests made him unable to refute, because he knew that no matter how much he refuted or argued, he would not soften the other party's heart.

"Let me go home and see my three children again."

The man pleaded,

"This time, I promise not to leave or escape."

"You are not qualified to talk to me about conditions, and I am not doing a program."

"There is another... Ghost in my family!"

"That's all right. It's also right to let you go home and have a look before you leave. There are human feelings outside the legal principle, right?"

Hearing this, the Taoist priest who had just vomited suddenly wanted to vomit again,

But he resisted,

I dare not.

The woman woke up, but she was a little dizzy. The Taoist priest helped her back together. Being haunted by a ghost, even her husband, did great damage to her body and spirit.

According to the guidance of the male ghost, Zhou Ze began to walk to his house.

The Taoist priest is a restless master. Although he has teased others about their big steamed bread before, he is not going to take this opportunity to eat others' tofu at this time. People are poor enough and he can't do such animal things himself, so he simply chats with male Ghosts:

"Brother, where are you from? Your wife's accent is not local."

Tongcheng dialect is easy to recognize, and the recognition degree is too high, because it is basically not on the same channel as Putonghua, and sometimes some local dialects are too similar to Putonghua, so local people will unconsciously bring dialect flavor when speaking Putonghua.

"Sichuan." The man replied.

At this time, he also had some thoughts and relief. The key is that Zhou Ze's attitude is really too different from those merciful Taoists and monks he used to watch on TV.

"How did you die?" The Taoist priest asked again.

"It's so comfortable."

"How comfortable?" The Taoist continued to ask.

"Drug abuse... Overdose."

"Er......" the Taoist priest suddenly became interested and asked like a curious baby, "what's the feeling of smoking that thing, is it cool?"

Zhou Ze glanced at the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest stuck out his tongue and dared not beep again.

"Hehe, of course, it's very comfortable. It's so comfortable that you want to die." The male ghost replied.

"I'm so comfortable that I'm a ghost, and my family is ruined?" Zhou Ze began to mend his knife.

As a doctor in his last life, Zhou Ze knew how terrible the harm that thing did to human body. Ordinary people only knew that smoking that thing would be addictive and lose all their money, but in fact, many of the damage that that thing did to the body was completely irreversible.

"Yes, yes, yes, look at you like a dog. You're so happy that your wife pulls the child so hard."

The Taoist priest immediately understood Zhou Ze's conversation spirit and began to echo it.

"Ah." The man snorted, "those things that rich people on your side suck are a fart. God knows how many miscellaneous things are mixed. Almost the whole village there makes this. Buy it from us, which is high purity and cheap.

In addition, I make money by this. I want to make money for my family. If I recite it once, I can earn 100000, which is equivalent to working hard in the field for ten years. With this money, I have also opened factories, run workshops, and bought large trucks for transportation. "

"Blow it, you earned so much money. Why are your wife and children so miserable now?" The old man doesn't believe it.

The male ghost seemed to be stubborn with the old Taoist priest and said directly, "hehe, cheating you is a bastard. I've been rich before, much wider than you think."

"After earning the first pot of gold, will you continue to transport?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Lucky, why not? Can you make money by opening a factory, workshop and transportation? It's profitable. Who can open a broken factory and can't get back the money for three years? It's really boring."

"Tut tut tut." The Taoist priest smashes his mouth.

In fact, such people are more experienced.

This male ghost was estimated to be a poor farmer before. He took risks to earn his first money by transporting that thing, and then turned around. Life was better, but this kind of taste of eating marrow and knowing taste really made people can't give up. If you let him run a factory and make a good living, he can't live any longer, because his values and money values have completely collapsed.

This is similar to many young ladies or gamblers. For young ladies, she can easily earn tens of thousands of yuan a month. For gamblers, the next list may be thousands of yuan. After this impact on their outlook on money, let them go to work in the factory from good and earn threeorfour yuan a month. They don't think it's interesting for them.

then,

People become useless,

It's hard for you to live a good life from scratch.

Why did so many people decide to wash their hands and go down soon after landing?

He really can't live with the rhythm of ordinary people.

"Well, you son of a bitch, since you said that the village over there is doing this, you should know that smoking that thing is harmful to your body, how can you still smoke it?" The old Taoist asked with some confusion.

"If everyone in the village sucks, you will feel nothing. The environment is different." The man said with some disappointment, "it's like your father, your uncle, your brother, and your colleagues are smoking. Even if smoking is harmful to health, it's printed on the cigarette box, you'll think it's no big deal.".

Anyway, everyone is smoking. "

The Taoist nodded thoughtfully.

Then the old man asked, "what about your money? Did you suck it up before you died?"

"I left a lot of money." The man said, "I'm not sorry for my family. I'm not sorry for my wife and children."

"Hehe." The old Taoist smiled.

The family lives in a small... Garage room. The ground floor was originally their garage, which can be used as a suite and rented out after modification.

The woman was helped into the room, where there were three children, all staring at Zhou Ze and Lao Dao and their mother.

Two boys and a girl, both of whom should be in primary school, one of whom is wearing a red scarf around his neck.

The three children's clothes are a little shabby, but their faces are clean and their spirits are good. Although their living conditions are not very good, their mother should take good care of them.

But in any case, this family is not like what the man said. He left a lot of money after his death.

"Hey, didn't you make a lot of money? Why did your wife and children come to Tongcheng and still live here?" The Taoist asked.

"She's going to bring her children here. She doesn't want to stay in the original village." The man replied.

At this time, Zhou Ze said, "there is another ghost. Where is it?"

Boss Zhou has always been better for his performance. He really doesn't have much mind to go to the emotional column and charity.

The male ghost looked at a curtain position in the inner corner.

Zhou Ze walked over,

The curtain was pulled open,

In the curtain is a small plastic bathtub, in which a young looking man squats, shivering, and in his chest, there is a bright red, which is very dazzling.

"He is my son. After I died, I sucked in the money I left at home, and then the money disappeared. He also followed my old path to sell, feed and suck.

Bad luck, caught,

Too much,

To Chengdu,

Dead. "