C261 A Phone Call from Uncle Tang

I sat in my chair and felt a little weak. I said dispiritedly, "Second Uncle, don't you think I'm a bit unlucky? Why is it that all sorts of bad things happen to me?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Are you unlucky? Not necessarily. I don't think that's necessarily a bad thing. What if some immortal god sees you and wants to teach you the Art of Immortality? "

I sighed and said, "Don't tease me. Just by thinking about it, I know that this was done by the Nagzul. Nagzul couldn't catch the few of us, so he sent Uncle Tang out to tie the thread around my body. Second Uncle, you said that because of various kinds of coincidences, I would go to the Underworld to report to Nagzul? "

The Mr. Zhao replied, "You can treat it as bad news, but you can also take it as good news. Think about it, as long as you can hold it in and not shut the hell down, everything will be fine, right? At least now I can be sure that Nagzul will not come looking for you. You are safe for the time being. "

I replied lazily, "That's right. I'm safe for now. "I'm living a carefree life now."

Mr. Zhao picked up the candle on the table and shook it back and forth on my body. "The soul has returned, the soul has returned," he muttered to himself.

For a moment, I was in a trance, as if a black hole had appeared there, sucking everything in. My soul involuntarily floated up from the chair and entered the black hole.

I felt as if the world was spinning and the world was turning upside down. But soon I realized that I was really spinning.

I rolled over and hit something hard. My hands and feet were numb and numb from the fall. I needed a lot of strength to lift my arm.

It wasn't until a minute later that I realized I was back in the flesh. I've been out of my body for too long, even a little unaccustomed to it.

I wanted to get up from the sofa, but Mr. Zhao pushed me back down, "Sleep for a while. You just recovered and need to rest."

I nodded and got back up. "I'm going to bed."

Mr. Zhao pressed me back down, and said in a considerate tone: "That bed surnamed Tang, don't you find it unlucky?"

I struggled to sit up. "Are you kidding? I want to go to Little Tang Wei's bed. "

Mr. Zhao pressed me back down: "This girl's bed, can I let you lie down?"

I looked at Little Tang Wei, who nodded in agreement.

Mr. Zhao waved his hands, "Alright, since the main character doesn't have any objections, I won't say anything. Go ahead, what are you waiting for? "

I said, "You pressed me back down a few times. I don't have any strength left. Help me up."

Mr. Zhao helped me up onto Little Tang Wei's bed. I had to say, the girl's bed was soft. I lay on the pillow and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Mr. Zhao clicked his tongue at the side. "Do you have to be so vulgar?"

I closed my eyes and said, "I'm not being vulgar. I'm just too tired. I need to get some rest. "

Faintly, I remembered something. I asked Mr. Zhao: "Is there any news from Xia Xin?"

Mr. Zhao said, "She found a hotel to stay in, don't worry, she's watching over Little Tang Wei's heart, no problem."

I grunted and asked again, "Where's Hu Dali?"

Mr. Zhao said, "It's said that he is playing cards with Ma Ke and the others. "The more you win, the less you lose."

I asked again, "Have you dealt with the Uncle Tang's corpse?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Don't worry, the funeral home's people have left."

I was so relieved to hear this that I fell asleep.

You don't have to sleep to be a ghost, but ghosts get tired. I have a body now, and I long for a good night's sleep.

I slept soundly and dreamlessly, so I don't know how long I slept. When I woke up, it was still dark.

I looked at the alarm clock beside my bed. It had been only five minutes since I'd gone to bed.

I can't believe I only slept for five minutes. The only reasonable explanation is that I slept for a day and a night, and now it's the second day.

I got up and turned on the light in the living room. The light didn't come on, and I remembered that it had broken a few days ago. Too many things had happened to the Tang family, so the lamp had not been fixed in time.

Using the road light outside the window, I discovered that the living room was empty. I called out, "Second Uncle, where are you?"

No one answered me.

I called out again, "Little Tang Wei, are you home?"

Little Tang Wei did not react either.

I shouted in bewilderment, "Xiao Miao, you're out too?"

Xiao Miao still did not make a move. I muttered, "This is weird. Where can they go?" She went to help the Little Tang Wei find their hearts? You should have told me. "

I looked around the living room and found Little Tang Wei's phone on the tea table. I took out my phone and wanted to call Mr. Zhao.

But at this moment, his phone rang. I jumped when I saw the caller ID. It said: Daddy.

My scalp tingled. Didn't Uncle Tang already die? Where did this call come from?

I hesitated, then pressed the answer button. A hoarse voice came from the other side. "Hello?"

It was the Uncle Tang's voice.

I coughed lightly and replied, "Hello?"

The person on the other side whispered: "Help me find Hu Chujiu."

I gritted my teeth and thought: "You tied a string around me, causing me to turn into a kite. You still dare to find me?" His courage was truly not small.

I replied, "I am Hu Chujiu."

"That's great. I'll be waiting for you at the funeral home."

After that, the call ended. When I called again, it was already off.

I threw the phone on the sofa and walked around the living room thinking, "What's going on here? How is Uncle Tang going to deal with me now? "No, I have to be careful. I have to be careful that I can sail a ship for ten thousand years."

Thus, I picked up my phone, wanting to call the Mr. Zhao. It's a pity that Little Tang Wei's phone book doesn't have his number, and I didn't memorize it.

I sat on the sofa and hesitated for a while. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that there was something weird about the Uncle Tang affair, but I couldn't help but want to go and take a look. What if I can cut the strings on my body?

Then I couldn't wait any longer, so I decided to take a chance. I left a note to the Mr. Zhao explaining my whereabouts.

I found some food in the fridge, ate and drank to my heart's content, then hid the dagger on my body and went downstairs.

The moment I stepped out of the building, a gust of cold wind blew against my face. I sniffed, thinking that it was going to snow. But before I reached the gate of the neighborhood, snow was falling from the sky.

As I walked along the street, I suddenly thought of two words: Instructor Lin is at the Snow Wind Mountain Temple, while Marquis Lu Yu is burning the grass farm.

If anything happens to the Uncle Tang today, I'll burn him. Let him be a soulless ghost without a corpse or a foundation. Let's see what kind of waves he can create.

I was thinking about my plan when I heard a screech of brakes behind me, and I jumped. I quickly looked back and saw that it was a taxi, with its headlights on, looking right into my eyes and almost blinding me.

The driver turned off the lights, stuck his head out the window and said to me, "Brother, the snowy road is slippery."

I said, "Yeah. Didn't you almost bump into me just now? "

The master said, "That's why. Snow is slippery, what if you are a piece of meat made of iron? You can live if you hit someone. What if you were a meat bun? That would be dangerous. Do you want to take a ride? "

I thought about it. That's true. As a result, he opened the car door and got in. It had to be said that this master's way of recruiting business was quite novel.

When I was seated, I asked my master, "How much is it to go to the funeral home?"

The teacher said: "I won't hide the truth. The roads are slippery in the snow, and there are many people who take a taxi. So my fare has gone up. I want ten more dollars from you. "

Seeing that his master was so delighted, he nodded in agreement.

To be honest, not long after I came to Cypress City, I did not take many taxis, but every single time, I would be killed.

The driver drove very fast. He didn't take the snow and slippery roads seriously at all. After doing it for a while, I started to worry that if anything happened to him and I didn't need his help, someone would drag me to the funeral home.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way. The taxi stopped in front of the funeral parlor. Then the master turned to me and said, "One hundred and one, young man."

I was a little taken aback. "What?"

The master said, "One hundred and ten dollars."

"I haven't even been in the car for ten minutes, and you want to charge me over a hundred?"

The teacher said, "Yes, what's the description on the form?"

When I looked at the meter, the car had stopped and was still walking. The master said, "Aiyo, that's not good. It's now 120 years old. Young man, you have to pay or you'll go bankrupt. "

I took out the dagger and pressed it against his neck. "Are you kidding me?"

Master was immediately afraid. Those who are greedy for money will cherish their lives, "he raised his hands and laughed dryly," Fine fine fine, you are awesome, I admit defeat. "You can go."

I said, "Take out your money and split half with me."

The master was stunned. "You want to cheat?"

I said, "I am afraid of the driver of your Cypress City. I'll have to take a taxi when I leave later. I don't want to keep my knife lit. "

The master handed me a handful of money, but I didn't look at it. I put it in my pocket and went into the funeral parlor.

At this time, there was already a thin layer of snow on the ground. It was spotlessly white, making people unable to bear to step on it.

I tucked the dagger in my sleeve and carefully walked over. The snowflakes that I stepped on began to emit creaking sounds.

I went to the door and gave it a gentle push. The door was easily pushed open by me.

The old gatekeeper had always forgotten to lock the door, so it wasn't his fault. After all, this kind of place was rarely visited by thieves.

Cautiously, I walked in and heard chattering sounds coming from the duty room. The old man didn't notice me as I walked past the door.

I took a deep breath and pushed open the morgue door.