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It's dangerous outside, it's safe at home, and my brother is back. Brother Erman may feel that it is useless to simply persuade me, so he thought for three seconds and added: "Just like you, female ghosts are enough to fall in love with you, stop and stay."

I didn't hesitate to ignore him, standing at the door of the bubble tea shop and posing as a melancholy and beautiful man, looking up at the night at a forty-five degree angle, smoking silently, emotionally integrating into the environment, and unconsciously singing in non-standard Cantonese with a northeast accent: "Wine has been indulged again and again, when I am depressed, everything that has passed will subside......"

"Hmm~I don't want you to go~"

After smoking a cigarette, I hummed a song, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, and resolutely turned back to the house, because just now I found a very heavy problem, that is, the cold of his grandmother.

I walked back to the front desk: "How can you tell that this little girl has a ghost mill on her?"

"According to what she repeated, the scene of the first recovery from a serious illness and the appearance of the dream is very likely to be a ghost mill, there is nothing big about her, that is, her boyfriend may have died a little strangely, but the person is already dead, and the body is estimated to be cremated to ashes now, so we can't dig up people's ancestral graves and take evidence." Brother Erman's reasonable, well-founded way.

I leaned back in my chair and looked up at the ceiling: "What if there was an accident tonight and the ghost in her dream killed her?" Are we going back on the pot again? ”

"Aren't you a bit of a virgin? What does it matter if she dies or not? Did you collect the money? Nope! It's not caused by cause and effect! If she comes to us again tomorrow, we can take over this matter completely, and then we will talk about it then. ”

Brother Erman didn't know whether he was unintentional or deliberate, and always instilled in me the way of thinking that dead friends are not dead and poor.

At this time, I am indeed a little more overflowing than before: "Then what do you say I have the Tao to catch ghosts now?"

"In order not to let yourself die."

Brother Erman turned his head and looked at me with a solemn look, his tone was a little ruthless and a little indifferent.

"Hehehe...... I want to live well. ”

I replied to the second brother who asked and didn't answer, and closed his eyes randomly: "I'm a little tired today, sleep for a while, someone comes to buy something, and you call me up again."

"Okay, go to sleep, I'll call you later, I guess there's no one tonight." Brother Erman rushed to the door of the store again, wagging his big tail, his eyes half-squinted and half-open to pay attention to when someone would come into the store to buy drinks.

And so on until eleven fifty a.m.

In fact, I didn't fall asleep at all, I just didn't want to open my eyes to face the world, and I kept thinking about what is the meaning of living like this?

Although this era advocates self-interest and disadvantages others, I also remember a sentence from a streamer I like to watch a long time ago, there is no distinction between good and evil, and it is regarded as a principle.

Of course, I've always been in this state of mind, but the little sister's thing is like a sharp blade inserted into my heart, usually it doesn't hurt when there is nothing to do, after something like today's happens, this knife will slowly slaughter my heart one by one, and the sound of dripping blood in my body has been transmitted to my ears, frantically tormenting everything about me.

I can't help but think of the Chizuru Michicho in the movie "Uncle Zombie" I watched when I was a child, in the face of a zombie that is strong enough to survive Lei Jie, he fights to the death with him without hesitation, and in the end he is about to be infected with corpse poison and become a zombie, first use a peach wood sword to kill the apprentice who has been transformed into a corpse, and then choose to use half a peach wood sword to understand his own life, so as to avoid turning into a zombie and harming others and himself.

"Poor and incompetent...... Let the zombies ......"

I tried to whisper the last line of Chizuru Dao before he died, if I was bitten and scratched by a zombie in the courtyard of Lao Wang's house and infected with corpse poison, would I have such thoughts and actions before the corpse transformation?

The answer is that there is no answer, after all, I have a very cowardly personality, otherwise I can't find a single object now.

I don't want to, why are you thinking so much?

What's the use? What does it matter to me whether people die or not?

I tensed my nerves again, returned to the state of not caring about the world, lit a cigarette in a depressed mood and got up to hang the lantern, it was enough to live a little more self and live a little happier.

"Come, old iron! I'm not feeling well today, do you have anything to talk to me about at dawn! ”

I hung up my lantern and stood in the deserted street, pinching my waist and howling like a drunken madman, sending a signal to my old fellows that I could not find anyone to talk to, but I could find a group of ghosts to accompany me.

Turning around and going back to the house, he sat down on his legs with a smirk, and stroked the fleshy back of Brother Erman in his hand, and felt that life was so comfortable for a while.

Who can call a group of ghosts to chatter without anything, who can touch the fox fairy's body without a spicy seed with anxious eyes, my brother has done it.

"Big fat boy, I'm here!"

Less than a minute after the lantern was hung, Brother Wang walked into the bubble tea shop and stretched out his hand to greet me cordially.

"Brother Wang! Come, smoke. ”

After I saw him, I directly lit a small su and stood on the table, and lit another one for myself, ready to accompany him.

"Hahaha...... Or do you know me!"

Brother Wang stopped in front of the front desk table, took two puffs of cigarette to relieve his hunger, and said, "Tell you a good news, today Lao Liu is gone and reincarnated!"

"What's going on? Why did you suddenly reincarnate?"

I was stunned when I heard the news, Lao Liu, like Lao Wang, is an old customer of mine, and I have nothing to do with Lao Wang to run to smoke here, and he is a veritable "old smoker".

He worked overtime for a month to support his family, and suddenly died suddenly, and after his death, he couldn't rest assured that his seven-year-old son, his sixtie-year-old mother, and his virtuous and kind wife at home could not be relieved.

He has been dead for four or five years, and he has not been reincarnated. Why did you get the hang of it today?

After Lao Wang smoked half a cigarette, he didn't want to hang my appetite and continued: "His daughter-in-law remarried, found a good man, and promised to take care of his daughter-in-law's family, and even raise his mother together."

"After Lao Liu observed for a few days, he found that this man was not only good to his daughter-in-law, but also very enthusiastic to the surrounding neighbors, not to mention that he would have a child or anything in the future, and even Lao Liu's son did not let him change his surname, just to find a mother-in-law to warm the bed and live a peaceful and stable life."

Lao Liu left with peace of mind, and told me that if the man was not good to his daughter-in-law and son, let me come forward to scare and scare others. I said no, you can hurry up, don't miss the reincarnated second-way car. ”

I nodded, Lao Liu can be said to be reluctant to let go of the obsession in his heart, and after drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup in the underworld, forgetting all the things in his previous life can be regarded as rebirth.

Lao Liu is gone, but when will this know-it-all old king leave?

I deliberately joked with Lao Wang and said: "Brother Wang, if it doesn't work, I'll go find a female ghost for you, and give you the two of you the whole yin marriage, and you will be reincarnated after you finish the matter, and it's not a law to spend it every day!"

"No, I don't go, it's impossible to reincarnate, it's impossible to reincarnate in this life, and I can't talk about female ghosts, I can only live by smoking your big fat boy's cigarettes, I come to the store and go home, you talk nicely, the two are full of cuteness, I can't bear to go."

"Why are you so tough?"

I laughed and scolded Lao Wang, but I didn't expect Lao Wang to take the last puff of tobacco in a chic manner, take half a step back and make a gesture of spitting out cigarettes, and his tone was mixed with a touch of sadness: "There is a choice to be a man, and there is a choice to be a ghost, I am Lao Wang, and I speak for myself."