Chapter 125: Relic

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The hand that just pissed,

Trembling slightly.

Now the old man regrets why he skipped work and came out to drink. Isn't it a very noble cause to stay in the bookstore and serve ghosts wholeheartedly!

what drink!

The old Taoist is not an ordinary person, although he can't compare with Xu Qinglang, he has no Taoism at all, he is just a magic stick who eats and drinks, but he has served two generations of "ghosts" anyway, he still has good eyesight, all kinds of strange things I have also seen a lot of things.

The faint fluorescence on the intern's teeth is like the devil's smile in the dark, which makes people panic. The faucet that has just been turned on seems to be turned on again. If you don't pay attention, it may drip.

The old man asked him to sprinkle fluorescent powder on the corpse before, and the intern doctor replied that he did so.

Then fluorescent powder appeared on his teeth. This association directly made people shiver.

The old man didn't ask stupidly: Oh, you still have a sense of humor, brush your teeth with toothpaste with fluorescent powder.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the old man staring at him, the intern asked suspiciously.

The old Taoist suddenly covered his stomach, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my stomach hurts suddenly, I guess it's because I ate recently."

"I'll take you to the hospital. Anyway, I'm not far from here in the hospital." The intern doctor supported the old man, and asked doubtfully, "Why are you shaking?"

"Mom, the liver hurts, it's hardened and hardened, I have to go back to take medicine, otherwise I'm going to have a cerebral hemorrhage and stroke, and I'm going to have a heart attack."

The old man is full of nonsense, in short, it is just one sentence, I want to withdraw!

Even if he finds out that he has other terminal illnesses, he must withdraw. The world is too dangerous, and the study is still safe. Now the old Taoist suddenly feels that Zhou Ze's laziness in the sun makes people feel safe, and Miss Tang How comforting each cold speech is!

"I'll take you home," the intern said.

"No, you're tired too. It's time to rest. Go back and rest. You have to go to work tomorrow? You can't be careless. You want to save people."

After the old Taoist finished speaking, without waiting for the intern doctor to reply, he broke free from the other's support and ran towards the bookstore.

Under the street lamp, the old man looked back while running, for fear that the intern doctor would suddenly come after him, but the other party had been standing in the black alley in front of the two of them, without moving.

But that cluster of fluorescent light has been looming there all the time, as if the other party is standing there, smiling and looking at him who is running.

He ran to the study in one breath, the old man pushed open the store door, knelt down on the ground, panting heavily, he ran back with all his strength, his body was already dripping with sweat, half of it was hot , half scared.

Zhou Ze was sitting behind the bar and tidying up the cabinets. Seeing the old man come back like this, he smiled and said:

"What's wrong?"

"Boss, do you know what I just saw? That guy, that guy's teeth are shining!"

The old Taoist narrated what happened there, dancing with his hands and feet, as if he finally broke free from the hands of the devil, and after a fierce fight, the mountains collapsed, the ground cracked, the water flowed backwards, and the sun and the moon changed color!

Really, it's terrifying!

But Zhou Ze still had a calm expression on his face, continuing to do what he was doing as if he was okay.

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist took a gulp of the water on the table, calmed down the panic in his heart, and asked, "Boss, why don't you feel anything at all?"

"Maybe they were just playing a prank on you."

"A prank?" The old man cried, "What if it wasn't?"

"That's because he has a bit of necrophagy. It's not a big deal. You can go to the police. It seems that there is a crime of destroying a corpse. You can get a lawsuit."

"And then?" The old man continued to ask.

"Then what?"

"Boss, aren't you going to do something?" the old man asked in surprise.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Zhou Ze asked back.

"..." said the old man.

"Didn't you come back safely, and there were no accidents? Besides, if he was the one who ate the corpse, did he deliberately sprinkle fluorescent powder on it and then eat the corpse?

Is he stupid? "

"Boss, believe it or not, I don't think it's a joke." The old man said seriously, "I think for the sake of social peace, we shouldn't just sit idly by. If he is really a necrophagous patient, he is now in the hospital. It’s okay to secretly eat the corpse, what if you can’t steal the corpse later and want to eat it? Who can guarantee that he won’t do more extreme things in the future.”

Zhou Ze nodded when he heard the words, and seemed to think that what the old man said made sense, then reached out and patted the head of the little monkey beside him, saying:

"Then you take Brother Hou to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and return the world to a bright future."

The little monkey didn't know what was going on, but seemed to be encouraged, and vigorously waved the plastic toy hammer in his hand.

"Squeak!"

The old face of the old man collapsed directly, and he sat on the chair next to him, obviously still a little shocked.

After a while, the old man raised his head, glanced at Zhou Ze, and found that he was preparing some snacks and wine, and asked curiously, "Boss, are you preparing supper?"

"A tribute."

"Tribute? Qingming is over, go to the grave?"

"Um."

"To whom?"

"Give me."

"this…………"

"Today is my birthday." Zhou Ze explained.

The old Taoist was slightly stunned, always felt that a "big living person" said in front of him that he wanted to make an offering to him, which had a deep sense of disobedience, and it was for his own death.

Zhou Ze packed his things, carried them in a shoulder bag, and walked out of the bar.

"Boss, why don't I go with you." The old man said courteously, "You don't have a driver's license."

Zhou Ze hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

If you run into a traffic police check while driving, it will be a bit troublesome if you don't have a driver's license.

The old man drove Xu Qinglang's Nissan, and drove Zhou Ze to the cemetery area.

The cemetery area has been closed, but the railings here are not too high, and you can get in after a little turning.

The old Taoist understood why Zhou Ze came at night. Only at night, when there was no one around, could he experience that feeling.

In the cemetery, tombstones are lined up neatly, and many people's lives, in the end, end here.

At night, there were still whispers in the cemetery, as if someone was talking there.

At first, Lao Dao thought he was hearing hallucinations, but after listening carefully for a while, he found that there were indeed voices, so he immediately reached out and touched his crotch.

"Boss, there is a monster!"

Zhou Ze ignored it, and pointed to a small shelf in front. There was a box on it, and there was a speaker inside, and the skin was a solar cell.

The sound comes from within.

The old man was a little confused, so he leaned over to look curiously. There were instructions on it, what programs were broadcast at what time of day, morning news, emotional programs, international news and local news, etc.

"Fuck, so humanized?"

The old man had only heard of leaving a QR code on his tombstone before, and he already thought it was very avant-garde. He didn't expect that there would be people putting this thing next to his tombstone to amuse himself.

Zhou Ze found his own tombstone, with his photo on it and a brief description of his life.

Just after the Ching Ming Festival, there are still wreaths, some small toys and letters in front of the tombstone, including those of my colleagues and children from the orphanage.

Zhou Ze sat down in front of his tombstone, and opened those letters one by one. Inside were some words that children said to him, expressing his longing.

They all start with "Brother Zhou" and "Dear Brother Zhou". Some children's letters have been replaced by a lot of pinyin because they didn't recognize all the characters.

Zhou Ze leaned on his tombstone, watching quietly, neither crying nor rosy eyes.

After watching for a while, Zhou Ze laid out the drinks and food he had brought, then reached out to hold them and ate and drank slowly.

He usually suffers from eating, and this time is no exception, but eating while reading the letters from the children seems to have the effect of sour plum juice.

Although it was still difficult to swallow, and although it was still disgusting, I was able to hold back this time and not spit it out.

The old man squatted beside him, looking at the boss who was eating the tribute, and didn't say anything, he understood.

He is dead, but he is still alive.

The tribute was originally for himself, for him to enjoy.

The night breeze is cool, blowing around,

At this time, it seems that the real time is quiet and good.

After reading the letter, Zhou Ze stretched his waist and looked at his tombstone.

He still remembers the day when he was pushed into the crematorium and the fire engulfed him.

erased,

Traces of my previous life.

Under the tombstone, there are his own ashes.

"Boss, how about I secretly dig it out for you and take it back as a souvenir?" The old Taoist suggested from the side.

Zhou Ze shook his head, let him get over the past, he doesn't have such deep obsessions anymore, maybe he had them before, but now he is slowly looking away.

However, inadvertently, Zhou Ze found a very small trace where the tombstone was built, and he immediately used his mobile phone flashlight to shine a light on it.

Seeing this, the old Taoist also got down on his knees to look at it together, and then said: "This tombstone has been opened recently!"

Instinctively, Zhou Ze had a bad feeling. He didn't plan to take his ashes away, but that didn't mean he was willing to see what happened to his ashes.

After all, it's your own.

The nails of the ten fingers grew out immediately, and Zhou Ze directly inserted his nails into the gap to pry it out, saving even a shovel.

Soon, the masonry below was dug up, and a black urn was inside.

Take out the urn, the box has weight, which means there is something inside.

Zhou Ze pried the key open with his fingernails, and then opened the urn.

in the box,

something,

but not ashes,

But a grain of crystal clear small pieces.

"Mom, Boss, you have burned out the relics."

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to grab a small piece, squeezed it lightly, and it shattered. At the same time, he said in a deep voice with suppressed horror and anger:

"Have you ever seen a relic made of plastic?"

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