Chapter 149

The Taoist priest vomited in the dark beside him. All the food he had just eaten was returned. It was very sad. There was a pool of red, white, yellow and colorful on the ground, like a sauce shop.

Tears, in the eyes of the circle, Lao Dao heart that regret, that hate ah, how do they so unlucky?

I think I jumped out of a hole, but what I didn't expect was that I foolishly let myself jump into a bigger hole,

while jumping, I shouted:

how vain!

"Leave her body and follow me."

Zhou Ze urged him to send him back to hell, and then he could become a regular.

Perhaps, it's no time for me to find a place to break the iron shoes. I have been busy in the school for a long time, and even the so-called last life's debts have come out, but a real ghost has not been caught, and then I found him (her) on the way back.

The woman was dejected, as if she had confessed her life, but she still said:

"I want to stay with her for a while, and she would like to. Every night when we dream, we can still meet, and I can see my three children."

Zhou Ze is indifferent. Every dead man has his own nostalgia for the Yang, which is the characteristic of any kind of intelligent life. There is always a survival instinct that 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.

What's more, the soul of this husband has been left on the woman. The woman will soon be unable to bear the problem. In the end, it can only be regarded as harm to others and yourself.

"Bang!"

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

Zhou Ze pushes open the steamer in front of him. His fingernails gently grasp the front of him. A black mist that ordinary people can't see is released and directly wraps around the woman.

The woman snorted 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 black ghost was caught by Zhou Ze.

This is a man's face, the man kept struggling and roaring angrily, with a strong depression and hysteria.

"She is willing, she is willing to stay with me, she said in her dream at night, we are going to raise children together, she is willing!"

The man is arguing for himself, then glares at Zhou Ze angrily:

"she is willing to, why do you meddle

"I want performance."

“…………” Men.

Zhou Ze is honest. In the final analysis, he needs performance, and now he is only a little short. He has been waiting for several days, so he can only take you back to work.

The man was stunned for a moment. Zhou Ze's attitude of admitting that it was for the sake of interests made him unable to refute, because he knew that no matter how many arguments he refuted, he would not let the other side feel soft.

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

The man begged,

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

"You don't have the qualifications to talk to me, and I'm not doing the show."

"My family And one more Ghost! "

"That's OK. It's right for you to go home and have a look before you leave. There's also human feelings outside the legal theory, right?"

The old Taoist who had just finished vomiting suddenly felt like vomiting again when he heard this,

but he held back,

did not dare.

The woman woke up, but she was a bit groggy. The old man helped her to go back together. Even her husband, who was possessed by the ghost, did great harm to her body and spirit.

According to the guidance of the ghost, Zhou Ze began to go to his home.

old way is a restless master. Although he had ridiculed the steamed buns before, he would not have eaten the tofu by chance at this time. He was too miserable to do this kind of animal thing himself. So he simply chatting with the male ghost:

, where is the big brother? It's not local to hear your daughter-in-law's accent. "

Tongcheng dialect is very recognizable and highly recognizable, because it is basically not on the same channel as Putonghua, while some local dialects are sometimes too similar to Putonghua language family, so local people will unconsciously bring dialect flavor when they speak Putonghua.

"From Sichuan." The man replied.

At this time, he was also a little thoughtful and relieved. The key point was Zhou Ze's attitude, which was really different from those compassionate Taoist monks and monks who watched TV before.

"Then how did you die?" Lao Dao asked again.

"Comfortable."

"How can I die comfortably?" Lao Dao continues to ask.

"Drug use Too much. "

"Well..." The old Taoist immediately became interested, and asked like a curious baby, "how does it feel to suck that thing? Is it cool?"Zhou Ze glanced at Lao Dao. Lao Dao vomited his tongue and dared not beep again.

"Ha ha, of course, it's very comfortable. It makes you want to die." The ghost replied.

"You're too comfortable to be a ghost, and your family is ruined?" Zhou Ze began to mend the knife.

As a doctor in his last life, Zhou Ze knew how terrible the harm it did to human body. Ordinary people only knew that smoking it would lead to addiction and money loss. In fact, many of the damage it caused to human body was completely irreversible.

"Right, right. Look at you like this, what kind of dog you've become. Your wife is so hard to pull the children. You're very happy."

Lao Dao immediately understood Zhou Ze's spirit of conversation and began to attach.

"Oh." The man snorted, "the things that the rich people here suck are farts. God knows how many miscellaneous things are involved. Almost all the villages in our village do this. They buy it from us. It's high purity and cheap.

What's more, I make money on this. I want to make money for my family. When I go back, I can earn 100000 yuan. It's worth working hard in the field for ten years. I've taken the money I've earned, opened factories, run workshops, and bought trucks for transportation. "

"Blow it, why are your wife and children so miserable now when you earn so much money?" Lao Dao doesn't believe it.

It seems that the male ghost is stubborn with the old Taoist, and says directly: "ha ha, I cheated you to be a son of a bitch. I used to be much richer than you think."

"After making the first barrel of gold, will you continue to transport it?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Lucky, why not? Do you have money to transport this thing? It's a waste of money. No one has a broken factory. It can't be returned in three years. It's really boring. "

"Tut tut tut." I'll smash it. I'll smash my mouth.

In fact, this kind of person has a lot of experience.

This male ghost used to be a poor farmer. He made his first money by using that thing and risked his life. Then he turned over. It's better. But the taste of eating marrow and knowing taste really makes people reluctant. You let him run a factory and do industry to live a good life. He can't live any longer, because the values and money outlook 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 tens of thousands of yuan. After this kind of impact, they will go to the factory from Congliang to earn three or four thousand yuan a month. They don't think it's interesting.

Then,

people are abandoned,

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

Why do so many people make up their minds to wash their hands and go ashore before long?

He can't live a normal life.

"Well, since you said that all the villages over there are doing this, you should know that smoking that thing is harmful to your health. How can you still do it?" The old Taoist asked in some confusion.

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

Everyone is smoking anyway. "

The old Taoist nodded thoughtfully.

Then the old man asked, "what about your money? Did you suck up all your money 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."

"Ha ha." Lao Dao smiles.

The family lives in a small community In the garage room, the ground floor used to be someone's garage, and it can be rented out as a set after refitting.

The woman was helped into the house. There were three children in the house. They all stared at Zhou Ze, Lao Dao and their mother.

Two boys and a girl should be in primary school. One of them is still wearing a red scarf around his neck.

These 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 mothers 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, don't you make a lot of money? How come all the wives and children come to Tongcheng and still live here?" Lao Dao asked.

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

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

Boss Zhou has always been good at performance. He really doesn't care about emotional column and charity.

The ghost looks at a curtain in the corner.

Zhou Ze walked over and pulled open the curtain. Inside the curtain was a small plastic bathtub with a young looking man squatting in it. He shivered and there was a red one on his chest."He is my son. After I died, I used the money I left at home to suck up. Then the money was gone. He also walked my old way to sell and suck.

Bad luck, caught,

too much,

sent to Chengdu,

died. "