Chapter 20: You're Dead

In a box in the old city, Zhou Chen and the fat man watched the old Taoist priest keep swallowing the food, the old Taoist priest didn't have the slightest meaning, raised his head and smiled at the two of them, "You're welcome, eat more, just eat alone, I'm so embarrassed." The fat man was happy after listening to it, "Hey, brother, I think I'm thick-skinned enough, I didn't expect my brother to be even more powerful, whether the food is enough, not enough to order more." "Enough, enough, the amount of rice is small, don't waste too much, or, let's have another bowl of abalone porridge to nourish the stomach." The old Taoist priest who had eaten almost the same looked at the leftovers on the table, touched his stomach and burped.

Zhou Chen saw that the old Taoist priest had finished eating, so he quickly took the old Taoist priest's hand and asked urgently, "Daoist, where is the person I am looking for?" The old Taoist priest leisurely took out an old-fashioned bamboo pipe from the yellow bag and lit it, took a puff of it, and sat there to enjoy it.

"Alas, brother, I've been putting up with you for a long time, rice, my brother and I haven't eaten a bite, the account, I haven't settled, if it weren't for my brother's face, I would have dragged you out and beaten you up. When the fat man saw the old Taoist priest's appearance, he began to get impatient with the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest ignored the fat man, and slowly spit out eight words, "Good luck in the morning, after the luck of the child." ”

"What?" Zhou Chen and the fat man looked at the old Taoist priest with a confused expression, the old Taoist priest poured himself a cup of tea, and asked Zhou Chen mysteriously, "Do you know whose life is the same as yours?" The old Taoist priest didn't let Zhou Chen and the fat man speak, lifted the lid of the teacup, blew into it and continued, "Genghis Khan, Zhou Chen, you were originally like an eagle in the desert, and when you became an adult, you soared to the sky, but for some reason, your soul is missing a part, and now it is not complete, resulting in your fortune never ending. ”

"Really, my brother's soul is incomplete, my brother is smarter than me, and if you talk nonsense, I'll beat you up and say that this meal is an overnight meal." The fat man was unusually angry when he heard the old Taoist priest's nonsense.

"Fat man, you wait and beat him again, Dao Chief, let me ask you, what does this Ziyun mean?" Zhou Chen pulled the fat man and asked the old Taoist priest, the old Taoist priest sighed and said to Zhou Chen, "Have you been very unlucky lately? It should be said that you have been very unlucky since you were eighteen years old?" "Dao Chief, in fact, I don't know my previous memory anymore, I only remember that I woke up from the hospital when I was a freshman, and the doctor said that I fell and suffered a concussion that caused memory loss. Zhou Chen said helplessly, the old Taoist priest seemed to understand something but didn't understand anything after hearing it, "Hey, that's right, you are the lost soul at that time, you show me your hand again." ”

Zhou Chen stretched out his hand to the old Taoist priest, and the old Taoist priest took a sip of tea and took Zhou Chen's hand, but he was shocked at the first glance, "This... This... This can't be..."The fat man sneered when he saw the old Taoist priest's fuss, "How is it? My brother is a lucky man, he doesn't spend money to eat barbecue, and he is invited to prostitution. ”

"Your brother is lucky, hey, he's dead, and it's indeed a lucky man to be alive!" the old Taoist priest wiped the sweat from his head and said. "What are you talking about, I'm already dead?" Zhou Chen stood up and pulled the placket of the old Taoist priest's clothes, and the old Taoist priest looked at Zhou Chen's face and did not speak.

After a while, Zhou Chen let go of his clenched hands and sat down slowly, the fat man saw this situation and pointed at the old Taoist priest and shouted, "You really made your fat man anxious, and someone came to press down this old man." The old Taoist priest looked at the fat man and said slowly, "Your parents are healthy, but your half-brother has been pressing you, so you can't inherit your father's career, but your mother should give you a lot of assets, and the fat man shouldn't be short of money, am I right?" The fat man's face changed after hearing this, and he thought to himself how this stinky old Taoist knew his secret, and his fingers couldn't help but let go.

"Although I, Zhou Chen, is dead, he is alive again, although I don't know what's going on, but he is indeed alive in front of us now. The old Taoist priest continued, "Zhou Chen, and then there are two sentences on it, rise to the east, ten thousand bones become kings, and we are destined to meet again." After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he got up and clasped his fists at Zhou Chen and the fat man, and then left by himself.

"Zhou Chen... Zhou Chen... Don't believe that bull's nose, let's change to a private room and eat by ourselves, we can eat and drink and live. The fat man patted Zhou Chen's shoulder and comforted. Zhou Chen also felt that this old Taoist priest was abducted and deceived in the pit, but he didn't tell me where Jiahui was in the end, and he almost believed him, I am really a pig.

The fat man walked into the hall, said a few words to a receptionist, changed a box for the fat man and Zhou Chen, and re-served the specialties in the store.

"Come, buddy, brother, I'll toast you with tea instead of wine... Whew, it's hot. The fat man drank the hot tea, and Zhou Chen also raised the teacup and dried it, "Brother, try this, this is delicious." The fat man kept putting vegetables on Zhou Chen, wanting to make Zhou Chen happy. Zhou Chen reluctantly coped with the fat man, how did the fat man know that his current sadness was not because of the old Taoist's nonsense, but because he missed Jiahui again.

By the time Zhou Chen and the fat man finished this sumptuous dinner, it was already past twelve o'clock, and the store had already closed, leaving the fat man's box still lit up.

"Brother, let's sleep here tonight, it's too late to drive. ”

Zhou Chen looked at the fat man strangely, "Here?" the fat man said with a smile, "In the past few days, you have introduced my little assets to my brother, and I also opened it here, so it's not bad, I eat here every day if I like it." Zhou Chen looked at the fat man dumbfounded, sure enough, poverty can limit a person's imagination.

The fat man led Zhou Chen to a room on the fifth floor, and he went to the next room to rest, the layout of the room was designed according to the style of the presidential suite, giving people the first feeling of luxury, sure enough, they are all rich people's things, Zhou Chen said in his heart, looking around the whole room, a computer placed on the table tightly attracted Zhou Chen's attention, Zhou Chen turned on the computer, stared at the desktop with only one computer icon of mine, and fell into extremely complex contemplation.

Zhou Chen wanted to participate in the so-called game of gods, but there was no way to find it, he only knew that the other party contacted the fat man last time, but he didn't know how to contact the skeleton, some people were unmoved in the face of temptation, but some still wanted to jump in the abyss.