Chapter 147 The Terrifying Reincarnation

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The old Taoist vomited beside him, and returned all the food he ate just now. It was very miserable. There was a pool of red, white, yellow, and colorful on the ground, as if he had opened a sauce shop.

Tears rolled in the eyes, the old man felt regret, hatred, why was he so unlucky?

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

Jumping and shouting:

So vain!

"Leave her body and follow me."

Zhou Ze urged, he is the only one missing, send him back to hell, and he will be able to become a regular again.

Maybe, it's just that it didn't take much effort to find a place after breaking through the iron shoes. I have been busy at the school for a long time, and even ran out of the so-called evil debts of my previous life, but in the end I didn't catch a real ghost. Then I found him (her) on the way back.

The woman was downcast, as if she had accepted her fate, but she still spoke:

"I want to stay with her for a while, and she is willing. When we dream every night, we can still meet, and I can still see my three children."

Zhou Ze was indifferent. Every dead person has his own nostalgia for the yang world. This 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, and rules are rules.

What's more, the husband's dead soul has been staying on the woman, and the woman's body will soon be too much to bear 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 away, and all the steamers fell to Zhou Ze's side, and then she turned around and started to run away, she wanted to run away, she didn't want to be caught.

Zhou Ze pushed away the steamer in front of him, and lightly scratched the front with his fingernails, a black mist that ordinary people couldn't see was released, wrapping around the woman directly.

The woman groaned and fell to the ground.

Zhou Ze took a few steps forward, came to the woman, squatted down, and put his hand on the woman's forehead. Immediately afterwards, a strand of black dead soul was caught by Zhou Ze.

This is a man's face, the man is constantly struggling and roaring angrily, full of unwillingness and hysteria.

"She is willing, she is willing to continue to be with me, she told me in a dream at night that we will raise the child together, she is willing!"

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

"She is willing, why are you nosy!"

"I want performance."

"…………"man.

Zhou Ze told the truth, in the final analysis, he needs performance, and now he is only one point short, and he has waited for several days, so he can only take you back to make a job and become a regular.

The man froze for a moment, Zhou Ze's attitude of admitting that it was for the benefit made him unable to refute, because he knew that no matter how much he refuted and 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 conditions with me, and I'm not doing a show."

"There is... another... ghost in my house!"

"That's fine. It's right for you to go home and have a look before you leave. There are human feelings outside of legal principles, right?"

The old Taoist who had just vomited at the side suddenly wanted to vomit again when he heard this.

But he held back,

did not dare.

The woman woke up, but she was a little drowsy. The old Taoist helped her to go back together. Even if it was his own husband who was possessed by a ghost, the damage to his body and spirit was not small.

Following the male ghost's guidance, Zhou Ze started walking towards his house.

The old man is a restless master. Although he has ridiculed others for their big steamed buns before, he will not take this opportunity to eat other people's tofu at this time. He is pitiful enough, and he can't do this kind of animal thing. So he simply chatted with the male ghost:

"Big brother, where are you from? Your daughter-in-law'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.

"Sichuan." The man replied.

At this time, he had figured it out a little bit, and he was also a little relieved. The key was that Zhou Ze's attitude was really different from those compassionate Taoist monks he used to watch on TV.

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

"Comfortable as hell."

"How did you die so comfortably?" The old man continued to ask.

"Sucking//drug...overdose."

"Eh..." The old Taoist suddenly became interested, and asked like a curious baby: "Sucking that thing, what does it feel like, isn't it good?"

Zhou Ze glanced at the old man, who stuck out his tongue, not daring to beep again.

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

"So comfortable that you've become a ghost, and your family is ruined?" Zhou Ze began to make up for it.

As a doctor in his previous life, Zhou Ze was well aware of how terrible that thing is to the human body. Ordinary people only know that smoking it will cause addiction and lose money, but in fact, many damages to the body caused by that thing are completely is irreversible.

"Yes, yes, look at you, what a dog you are living, your wife is working so hard to pull the child, you are so happy."

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

"Oh." The man snorted, "The stuff that the rich people here suck is nothing. God knows how many miscellaneous things are mixed in. Almost the whole village in our place makes this. Buy it from us. High purity and cheap.

Also, I rely on this to make money. I want to make money for my family. I can earn 100,000 yuan once I recite it, which is worth ten years of hard work in the field. I used the money I earned to open a factory. , ran a workshop, and bought a large truck for transportation. "

"Blow it, why are your wives and children so miserable after making so much money?" The old man didn't believe it.

The male ghost seemed to have an affair with the old man, and said directly: "Hehe, you are a bastard who lied to you. I have been rich before, much richer than you imagined."

"After earning the first pot of gold, do you still continue to luck?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Lucky, why not? Open a factory, open a workshop, and run transportation. Can you get money for shipping this thing? It's a huge profit. Who would open a broken factory, and it won't pay back for three years. It's really boring to do it."

"Tsk tsk tsk." The old man smacked his mouth.

In fact, this kind of person is much more experienced.

This male ghost was probably also a poor farmer in the past. He earned his first sum of money by taking risks with luck, and then turned around, and his life was better, but this kind of taste is really hard to let go , You let him set up a factory and start a business to live a good life, but he can't live anymore, because the value and money view 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 tens of thousands. After this kind of shock, let them go to work in the factory and earn three or four thousand a month. They themselves feel that it is meaningless.

Then,

people will be useless,

It will be difficult for you to start over and live a good life.

Why do so many people make up their minds to wash their hands in the golden basin and go ashore soon after?

He really couldn't survive the normal rhythm of ordinary people.

"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, so why are you still smoking?" the old man asked a little puzzled.

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

Anyway, everyone is smoking. "

The old man nodded thoughtfully.

Immediately, the old Taoist asked again: "What about your money? You sucked up all the money before you died?"

"I kept a lot of money." The man said, "I'm not sorry for my family, I'm not sorry for my wife and children."

"Hehe." The old man smiled.

This family lives in a ... garage in a residential area. The ground floor was originally a garage, and it can be rented out as a flat after modification.

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

There were two boys and one girl, both of whom were in elementary school, and one of them was still wearing a red scarf around his neck.

The clothes of these three children are a bit worn out, but their faces are clean and their spirits are good. Although the living conditions are not very good, their mother should take good care of them.

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

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

"She wants to bring her child 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 good at performance, he really doesn't have the heart to devote to emotional column 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, and squatting in the bathtub was a man who looked very young, trembling, and on his chest, there was a bright red flower that was very eye-catching.

"He is my son. After I died, he also used the money I left at home to suck it up. After the money was gone, he also followed my old path of selling and raising money.

Bad luck, got caught,

too much

sent to Rongcheng,

dead. "

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