Chapter 327

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The driver's master didn't respond warmly:

"Yo, big sister, which workshop do you have?"

He just continued to drive his car steadily. When he needed to step on the brake, he would step on the brake. He didn't even change lanes to overtake. He waited in the back in a proper manner.

Zhou Zedu is curious. If the hell car goes through it directly, can it touch it?

The next moment,

the bus stops at the traffic lights,

wait for the red lights!

"The ghost driver is more cautious than the living driver," said boss Zhou with a smile

Little Lori didn't think so. She took out her ear with her little thumb and said:

"it's all driven by the driver who died in an accident in the last life."

"Oh."

No wonder.

Because he died in a car accident,

so he knows more about awe.

Zhou Ze thought of playing with himself in the galloping and galloping way not long ago. At last, he was toppled by himself and a Thomas fell on the ground.

Last time, Zhou Ze took the paper car of the dead man. Strictly speaking, the paper car is a black car in the underworld and belongs to unlicensed business.

Although the traffic police can't control him, it's an unruly behavior after all.

But this car, should be regarded as the underworld bus, whether it is a passenger or a driver, has shown a high quality and standard.

Zhou Ze also saw that there was no ghost in the car. Except for the driver, other passengers with yellow oil paper umbrella could tell that under the heavy rouge on their faces, it was as white as paper.

In the car, there are both men and women. They are all "express delivery" that live people burn to the ground.

The taste is really unique.

Zhou Ze didn't know that those who burned men were not the style of family members, but were wearing fashionable clothes and sunglasses, which were sent by filial sons and grandchildren to their father or their mother?

It's very considerate and unique.

"Those who can burn things are not ordinary people." Little Lori sees Zhou Ze enjoying it everywhere, explains.

"Well?"

"Either the dead are not ordinary, or the living are not ordinary.

The equality of all beings is not only a bullshit in the world, but also exists everywhere among the meat eaters of the privileged class, even in hell. "

"I really want to go to hell." Zhou Ze said.

In the end,

every time he goes to hell, he just walks around at the beginning of huangquan Road, and at most greets the faceless woman under the pool there, which is really not deep.

"Sometimes, it's the most comfortable to rub around outside, so at least you have imagination, passion and impulse."

Little Laurie stretched out,

"if she went in, she would be scared to shiver, which would be boring."

Zhou Ze frowns,

why does the explanation sound so dirty?

Xiaoluoli smiled and continued: "the most important thing is that we are the most basic level civil servants. In reality, the civil servants who go deep into the basic level are often the most difficult ones. If you have a bad life, you can form a group of people to get rid of poverty.

And our hell grass-roots civil servants, even if they kill each other, as long as things are not done so excessively, the hell division can open one eye and close one eye, which is totally laissez faire.

I'm not afraid of your jokes. Don't talk about you. I'm the same. I haven't been to most parts of hell, because if you go to some places, they can deal with you and the dead together, whether you are their own person or not, whether you're a ghost or not. It's normal for them to perfunctorily deal with you. "

"It's a real tear."

Boss Zhou suddenly felt that being a civil servant didn't seem to be so beautiful. He was the most comfortable to have a coffee and a sun in his bookshop every morning.

"This is the express car?" Zhou Ze asked again.

"Well, we have a special identity, but we can rub a car. That's because the two ghosts in Changzhou are more lazy than you. After all, Liu Chuyu is a new man, and you can see his home. He has not been able to form a Taoist atmosphere at all. Unlike our study, he has formed his own aura pattern, and the spirits of the dead will come to him.

If you get rid of zombies, dead people and other things in the bookstore, the business may be better. "

Little Lori did not forget to put some eyedrops on the white warbler at this time.

At this time, the car stopped and the door opened.

A lot of people came up,

dressed in a variety of ways,

dressed in a pretty manner,

dressed in a pretty manner, and dressed in a pretty manner.

of course, there are also new trends,There are even Matt killers,

of all kinds,

dozens of people have come up,

and these people also carry paper mahjong tables,

a bundle of Apple x,

and so on.

The carriage was packed to the brim, and Zhou Ze was also surrounded by people.

These people also don't speak, let alone please give up their seats. They are not people, so they seem very regular. They are crowded, but everyone is quiet. The body shape of the standing people also sways with the bus's restart.

it's like a car of seaweed, waving in order.

Reach out and touch your chin,

unfortunately, these things can't be recorded by mobile phones and other electronic devices,

otherwise, if you send a video,

it should be very hot, right?

"It's a slow car." Little Lori complained.

"It doesn't matter if you don't spend money." Zhou Ze is at ease.

"Automatically debit the dead money." Little Laurie gave Zhou Ze a white look.

"Master, hurry up, there is no oil!"

It was not far from Liu Chuyu's home. Zhou Ze looked out of the window and it was still raining heavily.

"It's raining all over the city, isn't it?" Zhou Ze said.

"Tongcheng is closer to the sea than Changzhou. It must be worse than here. My father just sent me a wechat, saying that he took my mother to Shanghai to prepare for a trip. Tonight, he was going to take the 80000 people's stadium to watch the match between Shanghai and Evergrande. As a result, it was delayed because of the typhoon warning."

"Your father, they're not in the sanatorium?"

"No, he's going to take her on a tour."

"Well, going out for a walk may be good for recovery."

"Well, I guess I gave up treatment." Little Lori shook her head. "Obviously, she's a very powerful psychologist, but she can't even cure her wife's illness. The sense of loss in it should be huge."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"So when someone comes to the bookstore and informs me where they have a car accident or a tsunami, I will not feel any accident."

"You mean..."

"It's normal. We'll die together."

"Not so."

Wang Ke, as Zhou Ze still knows, some things may be distorted and changed with the experience of life, but some characteristics in his bones are hard to die out.

We are all orphans, so we all know that it is a kind of luck to grow up alive, so we will not end our life lightly.

"I'm just preparing for the worst. I can watch her die, but if he dies, I'll be very sad."

Zhou Ze did not ask so many "he" refers to who, the bus stopped again.

"Click..."

When the door is opened,

stops for a long time,

no one gets on the train,

the driver does not urge,

just opens the door and stops waiting.

Zhou Ze and Xiao Luoli look out of the window at the front of the car. The old man is getting ready to get on the bus. He is about the same age as the old road, but the maintenance is far worse than the old road.

It's said that many manufacturers want to invite Lao Dao to be the spokesperson of health care products after watching the live broadcast of Lao Dao. However, Lao Dao refuses that kind of health care product pit. Lao Dao doesn't want to jump. In his words, in case a ghost comes into the bookstore one night, it's because he eats the health care product you speak for It's so embarrassing for pin to report to hell early.

The old man was so thin that he was only skinny. He didn't get in the car. Although the car stopped in front of him, he still sat on the curb and carefully woven his bamboo basket.

"Is it ghost work?" Asked little Laurie.

Zhou Ze shook his head. "No."

"What's that? The driver has such a bad temper. Although he let us get on the bus, he didn't even say hello.

Now I'm willing to wait here for others to weave bamboo baskets and get on the train. "

"Like a dead soul."

"How could the dead get on this car?"

"A little familiar." Zhou Ze frowned. "This old man seems to have met somewhere a while ago."

"Hello, driver, I can't leave. I'm still in a hurry to go home and cook for my child!"

Cried Little Laurie discontentedly.

The driver was unmoved.

"Why should I do it? It's because of the patrol inspection or the magistrate's private visit?" Little Lori is a little suspicious, too.

Finally,

the old man weaves the bamboo basket, carries it on his back, and gets on the car from the front door.The driver closed the door, but didn't start in a hurry.

Instead, he took the initiative to help the old man open the way and escorted him to walk in the crowded car,

all the way,

to Zhou Ze and little Lori.

The driver's face was livid. It looked like he had been dead for a long time. However, he was wearing a uniform, which could not be seen anywhere else.

He reached out, pointed to little Lori, and said directly,

"make way for the old man."

“…………” Little Lori.

Do you have any mistake,

do you also engage in moral kidnapping?

Now it's closer, and the breath perception is clearer. Little Lori can conclude that the old man is really just an ordinary ghost.

Just about to publish,

Zhou Ze reached out his hand and pressed Xiao Luoli's shoulder, smiled and stood up, gesturing to give up his seat.

The old man thanked Zhou Ze, sat down, and the driver saw the old man sitting down, so he went back and started the bus again.

"Hey, boss, don't take such advice. Although our ghost is not to be seen in the hell department, we won't give up our seats to the dead in the hell car, will we?

Against heaven, the dead dare to play a privilege in front of the ghost? "

Zhou Ze hands her mobile phone to Xiao Luoli, who takes a look at the screen and is stunned.

This is a piece of news a few days ago:

"the gangster threatened the girl with a knife and forced her to surrender. The girl struggled to escape to Deng, 70, who was sitting at the door of her home and worked for help;

Deng fought with the gangster actively and the girl escaped. Deng, who was in his seventies, was stabbed to death by the gangster.

It is reported that Deng's family is not in good condition, and he still needs 70 year old people to weave bamboo baskets to earn money to support his family. "

After reading the news,

take a look at the old man sitting down and putting it in the bamboo basket beside his feet,

put the "brave for a good cause" award issued by the local government.

Little Laurie stopped talking and complaining.

After all,

such a child's privilege,

really makes people speechless, and

has no reason to speak.

PS: this story takes place in Shilu village, Tianping Town, Tengxian County, Guangxi Province. The murderer has been sentenced to death. Local governments at all levels have commended the old hero and awarded consolation money.