Chapter 147 Reincarnation

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The old Taoist was vomiting next to him. All the things he had just eaten were returned. He was very miserable. There was a pool of red, white, and yellow on the ground in five colors, as if he had opened a sauce shop.

Tears were rolling in his eyes. The old Taoist felt regret and hatred in his heart. Why was he so unlucky?

I was extremely cautious, thinking that I had jumped out of a pit, but what I didn't expect was that I foolishly let myself go and jumped into a bigger pit.

While dancing, he shouted:

How vain!

"Leave her body and follow me."

Zhou Ze urged, he was the only one missing. Send him back to hell, and he would be able to become a good person.

Perhaps this is because it took no effort to find a way out of iron shoes. I worked hard in the school for a long time, even the so-called debts from my previous life came out, but in the end I didn't catch a real ghost. Then I found him (her) on the way back.

The woman looked downcast, as if she had resigned to her fate, but she still said:

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

Zhou Ze was indifferent. Every dead person has his own nostalgia for the underworld. This is a characteristic of any kind of intelligent life. There is always an instinct for survival that urges him to seize any opportunity around him to stay.

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

Moreover, if the husband's ghost remains in the woman's body, the woman's body will soon be overwhelmed and have problems. In the end, it can only be regarded as harming others and herself.

"boom!"

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

Zhou Ze pushed the steamer in front of him and lightly scratched the front with his fingernails. A black mist that could not be seen by ordinary people was released and directly wrapped around the woman.

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

Zhou Ze took a few steps forward and came to the woman. He squatted down and put his hand on the woman's forehead. Then, Zhou Ze grabbed out a wisp of black soul.

This is the face of a man. The man is constantly struggling and roaring angrily, with a strong sense of unwillingness and hysteria.

"She is willing. She is willing to continue to be with me. She told me in her dream last night that we want to raise children together. She is willing!"

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

"She is willing to do it, why are you nosy?"

"I want performance."

"…………"man.

Zhou Ze told the truth, in the final analysis, he needs performance, and now it is only one point away. He has been waiting for several days, so he can only take you back to hand over the job and become a regular employee.

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

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

The man begged,

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

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me, and I am not doing a show."

"There is a... ghost in my house..."

"Okay then, it's right for you to go home and have a look before you leave. There are also human feelings outside of legal principles, right?"

The old Taoist who had just finished vomiting next to him suddenly felt like vomiting again when he heard this.

But he endured it,

Didn't dare.

The woman woke up, but she was a little groggy. The old Taoist helped her go back together. Being possessed by a ghost, even if it is her husband, will cause considerable physical and mental damage.

Following the male ghost's guidance, Zhou Ze began to walk toward his home.

The old man is a restless master. Although he has teased her about the size of her steamed buns before, he will not take this opportunity to eat her tofu at this time. She is already pitiful enough, and he cannot do such an animal thing. So he simply chatted with the male ghost:

"Brother, where are you from? It sounds like your wife's accent is not local."

The Tongcheng dialect is easy to recognize, and the recognition is too high, because it is basically not on the same channel as Mandarin. And the dialects in some places are sometimes too similar to Mandarin, so the locals will unconsciously bring the dialect when speaking Mandarin. smell.

"From Sichuan." The man replied.

At this time, he had somewhat figured it out and felt relieved. The key was that Zhou Ze's attitude was really different from the compassionate Taoist monks he had seen on TV before.

"Then how did you die?" the old Taoist asked again.

"It's so comfortable."

"How do you feel so comfortable?" the old man continued to ask.

"An overdose of drugs."

"Um..." The old man suddenly became interested and asked like a curious baby: "How does it feel to suck on that thing? Isn't it great?"

Zhou Ze glanced at Lao Tao, who stuck out his tongue and didn't dare to beep again.

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

"You feel so comfortable that you turned into a ghost, and your family's fortune was ruined?" Zhou Ze started to finish off the attack.

As a doctor in his previous life, Zhou Ze knew that stuff very well

How terrible is the harm to the human body? Ordinary people only know that smoking that stuff will make you addicted and will waste your money. But in fact, many of the damage that stuff does to the body are completely irreversible.

"Yes, yes, look at you like this, what a bitch you are living like this. Your wife is working so hard to support the child, and you feel so good about yourself."

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

"Heh." The man snorted, "Those things that the rich people here smoke are nothing. God knows how many miscellaneous things are mixed in. Almost the whole village here does this. In our case, Buy it there, it's very pure and cheap.

Also, I make money from this. I want to make money for my family. If I carry it once and come back, I can earn 100,000 yuan, which is equivalent to ten years of hard work in the fields. With the money I earned, I even opened a factory. , ran a workshop, and also bought a large truck for transportation. "

"Come on, you made so much money, why are your wife and children so miserable now?" The old man didn't believe it.

The male ghost seemed to be stubborn with the old man, and said directly: "Haha, I am a bastard to lie to you. I have been rich before, much richer than you think."

"After making your first pot of gold, will you continue to make fortunes?" Zhou Ze asked.

"It's good luck, why not? Can you make money by opening a factory, a workshop, and transporting this stuff? You can make a lot of money. Who would open a broken factory that won't be able to repay the money in three years? It's really boring to do it."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." The old man said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk."

In fact, this kind of person is much more sophisticated and knowledgeable.

This male ghost was probably a poor farmer before. He made his first money by taking risks by transporting that thing, and then turned around and had a better life. But this kind of taste of eating marrow and knowing the taste is really hard to let go. , if you ask him to set up a factory and do business to live a good life, he will not be able to survive because his values ​​​​and concept of money have completely collapsed.

This is similar to many ladies or gamblers. For a lady, she can easily earn tens of thousands a month. For a gambler, the next order may be thousands or tens of thousands. The concept of money is affected by this. After such a shock, if they were asked to go to work in a factory and earn three or four thousand a month, they themselves would find it meaningless.

Then,

Man becomes useless,

It’s hard to live a good life all over again.

Why do so many people make up their mind to wash their hands and go ashore soon after?

He really couldn't live a normal life at the pace of an ordinary person.

"Well, since you said that all the villages over there are doing this, you should know that smoking that thing is harmful to the body, so why are you still smoking?" The old Taoist asked with some confusion.

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

Anyway, everyone is sucking. "

The old Taoist nodded thoughtfully.

Immediately, the old Taoist asked again: "What about your money? Did you suck all the money before you died?"

"I left a lot of money," the man said. "I have not failed my family, I have not failed my wife and children."

"Haha." The old Taoist smiled.

This family lives in a residential complex... in a garage. The ground floor was originally a garage. It could be rented out as a flat after modification.

The woman was helped into the house. There were three children in the house, all looking at Zhou Ze, Lao Dao and their mother with wide eyes.

There are two boys and one girl, both of whom should be in elementary school. One of them is wearing a red scarf around his neck.

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

But no matter how you look at it, this family doesn't look like the man said he left a large sum of money after his death.

"Hey, haven't you made a lot of money? Why are you still living here when your wife and children have come to Tongcheng?" asked the old Taoist.

"She wants 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 concerned about performance. The more the better. He really has no intention of writing emotional columns and charity.

The male ghost looked at a curtain in the corner inside.

Zhou Ze walked over,

Opened the curtain,

Inside the curtain was a small plastic bathtub. In the bathtub squatted a young-looking man, shivering. On his chest, there was a bright red flower that was very dazzling.

"He is my son. After I died, I used the money I left at home to become a drug addict. Then when the money disappeared, he followed my old path and used money to support himself.

Bad luck, got caught,

The quantity is too big,

Sent to Rongcheng,

Dead. "

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