Chapter 57: It's a Thing
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The man was silent. At this moment, he was a little lost.
Zhou Ze originally thought that he would turn into a ghost, just like the ghosts of the victims who were set on fire by the delivery boy in his bookstore.
Once a ghost exists, once it turns into a fierce ghost, its obsession will be completely solidified, and the road of reincarnation will be completely cut off. The only ending is to disappear in smoke.
It's a bit like a person taking a stimulant that is more than 100 times the amount in a short period of time, and then of course he is high to the sky. Of course, after the high, he is ready to collect the body.
However, the one in front of him seemed a little calm.
Very lost, very hesitant, very helpless, and very tangled.
He looked back at the Confucian Temple behind him, and sighed, "So, in the eyes of the sages, as I grew up reading the books of the sages, am I actually the same as those shabby households who failed the imperial examination?"
Originally thought that he was unique, originally thought that he was lucky, even a ghost judge could not judge his fate, who knew, in the end it was nothing more than his own high self-esteem.
In fact, he should have figured it out a long time ago, otherwise he would not have been imprisoned here for hundreds of years, ignorant all day long, not even able to have self-awareness, and could only follow generation after generation of watchmen to circle around the Confucian Temple.
The man looked at Zhou Ze: "Do you think I should die?"
Zhou Ze didn't answer.
"I have a good friend, surnamed Liu, after learning that the late emperor hanged himself on Meishan Mountain, he led the whole family to commit suicide in the house and followed the late emperor."
The man whispered softly,
"The day before the accident, he had a thirteen-year-old granddaughter who secretly came to my mansion, hoping to seek my asylum. Her mother was a concubine and wanted to give her a chance to survive.
Then my old friend came to the door in person and picked up his granddaughter.
In the end, more than 20 members of the Liu family hanged themselves together, and the little granddaughter was stabbed to death with a sword. She didn't want to die, but she died anyway. "
The man smiled, "You think this is the way to do it, right?"
Zhou Ze did not remain silent this time, but said, "She shouldn't die."
"Yes, she doesn't deserve to die, so I think, whether to die or live, everyone has their own calculations in their hearts. I know that my relatives don't want to die, and my children don't want to die, so I have to grit my teeth and live. go down.
I don't just live for myself, I have to live for their family.
In addition, during my tenure in the latter dynasty, there were countless people alive, which reduced a lot of murders.
Just like Li Shimin, after Xuanwumen, he knew that he was destined to leave an indelible stain on history, so he tried his best to be a good emperor.
I was also in this state of mind at the time.
I always feel that doing more good deeds and living more people, even if I didn’t die for my country, but I still have a useful body to do something that is beneficial to the people of the country and the country, can be regarded as making up for my mistakes on the other hand. "
The man said a lot, obviously, he was not convinced.
Scholars in ancient times called themselves disciples of sages because they read books from sages and learned the principles of sages, but now it is obvious that everyone in the Confucian Temple beat him as an unfilial child.
He was originally from the Jiuqing family, but after his death, he was treated the same as those who committed suicide after failing the imperial examination in the Confucian Temple.
This has already explained the attitude of the saints.
Zhou Ze slowly squatted down, looked at the man in front of him, thought for a while, and said, "I am familiar with what you just said. Counting back less than a hundred years, someone once said something similar to you." rhetoric.
His name is Wang Jixin.
When the nation was in peril, he became a traitor and worked as a minion for the tiger. He was nicknamed "Curve Salvationism". "
The man opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.
"You used to be the censor of the previous dynasty, and now you are the Jiuqing of the later dynasty, so you don't have to make excuses for yourself anymore.
The most fundamental reason is actually very simple,
The water is too cold. "
Hearing this, the man showed shame and anger on his face, and glared at Zhou Ze angrily.
Zhou Ze spread his hand, his fingernails grew out, and then he pulled out the symbol on the palm of his right hand, drew a circle, and the gate of hell was opened.
"Please, what you want is a face, go in by yourself.
If I had caught it myself, I would have lost even the last bit of decency. "
The man stood up and walked forward step by step. Before stepping into the door, he stared at Zhou Ze with a slightly deep look:
"Do you think the water is cold?"
"It's good to have a clear conscience."
The man showed a contemplative look, then shook his head. He didn't know whether he finally figured it out or not, but he finally took that step and walked into the door.
With a wave of Zhou Ze's hand, the door dissipated, and everything here ended.
It seems that I have to thank the official master for swallowing all the ghosts of the nearby scholars and saving Zhou Ze a lot of trouble.
"Boss, is this the end?" The female corpse said disappointedly, "I thought you would beat him up."
"It's meaningless to fight or not." Zhou Ze took a deep look at the Confucian Temple not far in front of him, and said, "Besides, the saints in the Confucian Temple have detained him here for hundreds of years, and he should be punished."
Bai Yingying pouted, "It seems that these mud tires in the Confucian Temple are still useful, and not all of them are blind."
"That's right, they detained the soul of the former censor here, because they felt that the censor was not their disciple, and he did something shameless, which disgraced them and required punishment.
They punished him,
Then, the dynasty changed, the Ming Dynasty became the Qing Dynasty, and many things have changed, but the Confucian Temple is still the Confucian Temple, and these saints and mud-bodied gentlemen still enjoy the incense and worship of the new dynasty. "
"..." Bai Yingying.
"Boss, you are becoming more and more philosophical now. Are the mud tires in the temple good or bad?"
Bai Yingying still remembers the last time she helped someone grab the head incense to enter the Confucian Temple, but she felt uncomfortable feeling being "stared at".
"It's just a thing."
After taking a taxi, it was already ten o'clock in the evening when we returned to the bookstore, but usually this time is Zhou Ze's real business hours.
Probably because there are fewer ghosts during the day and more active ghosts at night.
These days, Mingchao made a little money, but after the video was released last time, Zhou Ze burned a lot of Mingchao to avoid trouble.
That video, of course, cannot be used as direct evidence, but as long as the relevant parties know the truth of the matter in their hearts, and put in some effort to investigate carefully, the truth of the matter will not be difficult to come to light.
That video is nothing more than an introduction, it cannot be used as real evidence.
Zhou Ze didn't read a book, but listened to music with earphones, casually flipped through some news, while Bai Yingying sat behind Zhou Ze with her mobile phone and played games.
Two masters and servants, each having their own happiness, in the eyes of the man next door who is more beautiful than a woman, this is a sign of depravity!
The door of the bookstore was pushed open in the middle of the night, and a girl walked in with a corgi on a leash.
A familiar girl, a familiar corgi.
Zhou Ze stood up and poured her a glass of water. As the first VIP customer, she deserved this kind of service.
Zhou Ze also took a closer look,
man is alive
Dogs are also alive.
In the middle of the night, the probability of someone living entering your bookstore is indeed relatively low.
"Boss, my dog has been found."
"Congratulations." Zhou Ze said.
The corgi dog circled around Zhou Ze twice excitedly, and then ran to Bai Yingying like a child.
Bai Yingying was playing with pesticides when she was suddenly disturbed by this dog, and she immediately gave her a look. The corgi was stunned.
As the saying goes, dogs see people as inferior, but in fact, dogs can see some things that people can't see.
At that moment, the dog sat paralyzed on the ground, feces and urine came out all at once.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the boss is really sorry." The girl stood up immediately, ready to clean up.
"It's okay." Zhou Ze signaled the girl to be calm, and then said to Bai Yingying, "Clean it up."
Bai Yingying put down her phone and went to the bathroom to get a mop and rag with a sad face.
"Boss, the business of your bookstore has not been very good, right?" The girl took her dog back and put it at her feet to prevent it from running around.
Of course, this guy didn't dare to run around anymore, and he didn't dare to take a breath.
"Just dawdle," Zhou Ze said.
"Last time, thanks to you telling me the location of the dog, I was able to find the person who took it and pay to redeem it."
"how much did you spend?"
"It's more than 10,000 yuan. They refused to return it, saying that she raised it, but after negotiating the price, they returned the dog to me."
Zhou Ze nodded.
"Boss, I think your bookstore can add some more things, such as this chair, which is really uncomfortable to sit on. It can be replaced with a sofa."
If I have the money, I would like to change it too.
"How about I invest in shares, you take care of this place." The girl said to Zhou Ze, stroking the dog's head.
Zhou Ze knew that she just wanted to repay him, so it didn't matter even if she lost money and played for fun, but Zhou Ze couldn't agree.
You can't ask people if you mind sharing dividends and receiving money?
Burning money that can accumulate Yin virtue?
When the Taoist priest said this to him back then, Zhou Ze regarded him as evil,
Um,
So Zhou Ze didn't want to be regarded as evil by the girl in front of him.
At this moment, there was a loud "laugh" from the noodle shop next door, and then, Xu Qinglang, who was wearing pajamas with a provocative posture, ran out, came to the bookstore next door, and confronted Zhou Ze and Bai Yingying who was wiping shit. shouted:
"I won the lottery, one hundred thousand!"
Xu Qinglang is very happy. When people are happy, they always want to share. The only place where they can find living people near him is the bookstore next door.
However, it seems that the two bookstores next door are not alive...
"Congratulations." Zhou Ze congratulated.
"Tsk tsk, give me a bag, Boss Xu." Bai Yingying took the opportunity to eat some happy money.
"Small meaning, small meaning." Xu Qinglang began to pretend to be reserved, and then saw that there was a young and beautiful girl beside him, and immediately said more reservedly:
"It's only 100,000 yuan, and it's only 80,000 yuan after tax. It's just a lottery. For me, who has more than 20 resettlement houses in Shiqiao District, it's just a drizzle, and it doesn't really matter to my life. Influence."
"Stone Bridge District?" the girl asked.
"Yes." Xu Qinglang replied.
Stonebridge is a location close to the city center, where house prices are a bit higher than other places
, naturally it can be more seductive, oh no, it can be more reserved.
"Oh, that should be my neighborhood."
"Your family also lives there?" Xu Qinglang smiled brighter, "Next time, will we have a chance to have coffee together?"
"My family doesn't live there."
"what does that mean?"
"I mean, it should be my company that demolishes your home and compensates you for resettlement housing."
"..." Xu Qinglang.
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