Chapter 240 Threesome

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Boss Zhou has fallen into the water more than once,

Especially in waters like ponds;

in hell,

dreaming,

have been,

But this is the first time he fell into the water in reality, and he was knocked down by a crazy old man.

I should have known,

It's not so cheap anymore.

What should I do with a lunatic's level of knowledge?

Suffering his "savage impact" for no reason,

What made Zhou Ze even more astonished was that after falling into the water, the old man clung to his shoulders tightly while his legs tangled up his calves.

There were villagers above who started to go into the water to save people, but Zhou Ze didn't dare to hand over the choice of his own destiny to these villagers. Instead, he grew fingernails and poked at the old man's back.

The old man who was still struggling just now,

Instantly a shiver,

It collapsed directly.

Zhou Ze carried the old man to the surface of the water. Boss Zhou's water quality is actually average, but this is not a big river, it's just a small pond. It's not a big problem to entrust an old man who doesn't have much weight to come up.

After landing, Xu Qinglang rushed to Zhou Ze and shouted:

"What's the matter with you? What happened?"

"It was Crazy Cui who went crazy and knocked Brother Ren into the pond. Crazy Cui, who has been mad and cursing all day long, is now planning to kill someone."

"Call the police, he has no children, it doesn't matter, but what if he pushes other people down next time?"

"Yes, call the police. It's best for the mental hospital to take him in. He's getting worse and worse."

The little girl knelt beside her grandpa, watching the unconscious grandpa wiping away tears, and calling for him to wake up quickly.

"Send him back, he has clues."

Zhou Ze said to Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang nodded, not doubting him, and walked over to pick up the old man.

"I'll send him back first. Don't worry about calling the police. Just deal with the matter in front of you first. Don't panic."

After finishing speaking, Xu Qinglang walked out of the crowd with old man Cui on his shoulders.

Zhou Ze and the little girl followed behind.

The little girl was still crying along the way, but Zhou Ze felt a little sorry. He was the one who made a joke, and it was such a joke. He deserved to be bumped into the water by his grandfather.

"Where is your home?" Zhou Ze asked the little girl.

"His house is in the mud house at the intersection in front of him. This old man has no children. He likes to drink heavily and has some brain problems, so his life is not very good."

Xu Qinglang is still very familiar with the situation in the village.

Soon, everyone arrived at the location of the mud house.

Among the two-story or even three-story and four-story small bungalows all around, there is a mud house from the last century standing here, which is really eye-catching.

The door was left open, and perhaps there was nothing in the house worth a thief's attention.

The mud house has three rooms, the middle is the living room, half of which is filled with waste products such as cans and wine bottles that the old man just collected recently, and the other half is dedicated to the idol, and the other side of the altar table is cleaned cleanly.

On the left is the bedroom with an old-fashioned wooden bed, and on the right is the kitchen, which still uses an earthen stove.

Xu Qinglang put old man Cui on the bed first, then looked at Zhou Ze, and said, "Wake him up now?"

In the words, there is a feeling of distrust.

It's not that he doesn't trust Zhou Ze, it's that Xu Qinglang doesn't trust that this old man who was crazy when he was very young can have any clues here.

These are not the novels on the shelves of bookstores,

If you pick up a ring in the barren mountains, there can still be a grandfather living in it.

The most powerful thing in Shaolin Temple is the sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion.

"He has yin and yang eyes."

Zhou Ze said.

I can see at a glance that I am a ghost,

There is no other explanation than the yin and yang eye.

And on the old man, Zhou Ze didn't sense any other aura fluctuations. If the old man was a metaphysician, he wouldn't need to use his head to push himself into the pond to play the trick of dying together.

"Yin Yang eyes?"

Xu Qinglang glanced at the old man lying on the bed in surprise.

"I didn't expect that."

"He can see my identity at a glance."

Zhou Ze walked to the threshold and sat down.

"I'm going out to buy something for dinner." Xu Qinglang said and walked out of the room.

Zhou Ze waved to the timid little girl next to him, motioning for her to come over.

The little girl was a little shy, so she came over after calling several times, and said apologetically:

"Uncle, my grandpa didn't mean it, he really didn't mean it."

"Yeah, I know, it's uncle's fault, the joke was too much.

By the way, do you know what happened in the village recently? "

The little girl nodded.

"Then did your grandpa tell you why?"

"Grandpa said, grandpa said...

..."

The little girl was a little embarrassed to speak, and pinched her own fingers, as if hesitating whether to say or not.

"Don't worry, tell uncle, uncle will not tell others."

"Grandpa said that it was the people in the village who were greedy for compensation. For that little money, they even gave up their ancestral graves. If the ancestors knew about it, they would all jump their feet in anger.

Grandpa also said,

Originally, the location of the ancestral graves in our village was excellent, but this time it shouldn’t have been demolished to our place. It was the village head who colluded with someone above to forcefully move the line to this side.

A few years ago, the West Village was demolished, and the people in the West Village lost a lot of houses and money. Everyone moved to the city. The villagers were so greedy that they all wanted to demolish. "

Zhou Ze nodded upon hearing this.

The ancestors have opinions, maybe there are, but the ones who did the damage should not be the ancestors who "returned their souls".

"What else did your grandfather say?"

"He told me not to run around at night, saying that I was uneasy recently, and there were dirty things running around in the village. I asked my grandfather what it was, whether it was a fox or a wild dog, and my grandfather didn't tell me."

dirty stuff,

Running around?

Come out at night?

Zhou Ze lit a cigarette, pondering slowly in his heart.

The thing about the West Village that the girl mentioned before should be the village where Lao Xu lived before. The East Village and West Village should have the same surname, and everyone’s ancestral graves should be drawn together. With Lao Xu’s current wealth, he should not bother to covet this. As for the compensation, the reason why he took on this matter is also because there are also his own ancestors lying in it.

If it weren't for ghosts,

Could it be something that has become refined and then funny?

If it's a spirit, then everything makes sense, but spirits are actually a little more troublesome to deal with than ghosts.

At this time, there was a coughing sound in the room, and the old man woke up.

Zhou Ze walked to the door of the bedroom and looked at the old man who had already sat up.

The old man took another look at the little girl standing next to Zhou Ze, and immediately scolded: "You brat who has been beaten for thousands of dollars, if you dare to do something to my granddaughter, I will...

I just... I just..."

After thinking for a long time, old man Cui couldn't think of any way to further threaten.

"I came here to solve the problem under the entrustment of others. I don't have the time to fool around with you. If you keep messing around, I will find a relationship and send this girl to the orphanage. Anyway, you don't seem to be able to take care of a good child with your appearance and conditions. look."

"You...you dare..."

The old man's arrogance immediately weakened a little.

The little girl was very clever, so she drew a small wooden bench for Zhou Ze to sit on. Zhou Ze thanked him, exhaled a smoke ring, pointed at the old man and said:

"Tell me, what is the situation? You have yin and yang eyes, you should be able to see things that the villagers can't see."

Old man Cui bit his lips a few times, and asked tentatively, "Are you really here to help?"

"I lied to you, is there any benefit?"

"Okay, let me tell you, this is a crime, this is a crime made by future generations! This group of things that have forgotten their ancestors, this group..."

"Let's get straight to the point, are those who are doing things in the village the ghosts of our ancestors?"

"No...not." Old Man Cui shook his head.

"Then what are you scolding them for?"

"I'm just angry, what a great ancestral grave, what a good feng shui location, my parents and grandparents were all buried there, but when they dug it up, everyone's corpses rolled down together .

You have me I have you,

No one can tell who belongs to whose family!

What do you mean this is not a crime? "

Zhou Ze nodded, "Continue to talk about what it is."

"Did you see the threshold of my house?"

"I see, it's very high."

"more specific."

Zhou Ze stood up and walked to the threshold of the living room. The threshold was old, just like the old mud room, but there were two traces of friction on the outside.

"That night, he came, knocked open the door of my house, and wanted to come in.

But the bar is too high,

He can't jump. "

Zhou Ze raised his head, looked at old man Cui who was still sitting on the bed, and said in a deep voice:

"Zombie?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Old Man Cui coughed, "Besides zombies, what else could it be?"

"Then why don't you say anything?"

"That day, he was wearing clothes..." Old Man Cui said grimly, "He was wearing local clothes. How would I know who he was pretending to be? It was dark and I couldn't see his clothes clearly." I don’t dare to go outside to see it because of my looks.”

"I'm back."

Xu Qinglang came back with some cooked vegetables and bought some lunch boxes.

"You're awake." Xu Qinglang glanced at Old Man Cui.

"Hehe." Old man Cui smiled, and didn't say anything else. He knew Xu Qinglang. After all, he was also a child who grew up in this land. Without the help of others, Old Man Cui walked slowly to the living room by himself.

Xu Qinglang put the dishes on the small table and brought a few benches.

The boxed lunches are placed, and the cooked vegetables are also spread out on the plastic bags.

Zhou Ze sat down beside him, glanced at the small dining table, and asked a little strangely:

"Why did you buy

Three box lunches? "

"What do you mean just buy three copies?

There are only three of us, so buy three copies,

Is your appetite better today?

Then I'll give you a portion of my meal. "

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