The man was silent, and at this moment, he was a little distracted.

Zhou Ze originally thought that he would become a ghost, just like the ghost of the group of victims who were set on fire by the takeaway brother in his bookstore.

The existence of ghosts, once they turn into powerful ghosts, will be completely condensed, and the path of reincarnation will be completely cut off, and the only ending will be to disappear.

It's a bit like a person who has taken more than a hundred times the amount of stimulants in a short period of time, and then of course he is so high that he is in the sky, and of course, after he is done, he is ready to collect the corpse.

However, the one in front of him seemed a little calm.

Very lost, very hesitant, very helpless, and very entangled.

He looked back at the Temple of Literature behind him and sighed: "So, as a person who grew up reading the books of sages, in the eyes of sages, I am actually the same as those broken families who failed the imperial examination." ”

originally thought that he was unique, and he originally felt that he was lucky, and even the ghost judge couldn't judge his own fate, who knows, 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 detained here for hundreds of years, all day long, and he couldn't even have self-awareness, so he could only follow generation after generation of watchmen around the Temple of Literature.

The man looked at Zhou Ze: "Do you think I deserve to die?" ”

Zhou Ze did not answer.

"I have a good friend, surnamed Liu, after learning that the emperor had come to the coal mountain, he led the whole family to commit suicide in the house and follow the emperor."

The man whispered,

"The day before the accident, he had a granddaughter of thirteen years old, who had secretly come to my mansion to seek refuge from me, and her mother, who was a concubine, wanted to give her a chance to live.

Then my old friend came to the door and took his granddaughter away.

In the end, more than 20 people from the Liu family were martyred together, and the little granddaughter was stabbed to death by a sword, she didn't want to die, but she still died. ”

The man smiled, "You think that's right?" ”

Zhou Ze didn't be 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 plans 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.

I don't just live for myself, I have to live for them.

In addition, during my tenure in the Later Dynasty, there were countless living people, and many sin were reduced.

Just like after Li Shimin declared martial arts, he knew that he was destined to leave a stain in history that could not be washed away, so he tried his best to be a good emperor.

At the time, I was in the same mindset.

I always feel that I can do more good deeds and live more people, even if I can't die for the country, but I finally have a useful body to do something beneficial to the people of the country, and it can be regarded as making up for my mistakes from the other side. ”

The man said a lot, and apparently, he was not convinced.

In ancient times, scholars called themselves disciples of saints, because they read the books of saints and learned the principles of saints, but now it is clear that the people in the Temple of Literature have branded him as an unfilial son.

He was originally a member of the Jiuqing clan, but the treatment after his death was the same as those who committed suicide after failing the imperial examination in the Temple of Literature.

This already illustrates the attitude of the saints.

Zhou Ze slowly squatted down, looked at the man in front of him, thought about it, and said: "What you just said, I am a little familiar, a few years ago, less than a hundred years ago, there was a person who said something similar to you.

His name is Wang Jixin.

When the nation was in peril, he became a traitor and acted for the tiger, which is known as the curvy salvationism. ”

The man opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

"You have become the Jiuqing of the later dynasty, so you don't have to make excuses for yourself.

The most essential reason is actually very simple,

The water is too cold. ”

When the man heard this, his face showed a look of shame and anger, and he glared at Zhou Ze angrily.

Zhou Ze spread out his hand, his nails grew, and then he pulled out the sign of his right palm, drew a circle, and the gate of hell was opened.

"Please, what you want, isn't it just a decent one, go in by yourself.

If I go and catch it myself, I won't have even the last bit of decency. ”

The man stood up and walked forward step by step, and before stepping into the door, he stared at Zhou Ze one last time with a slightly meaningful gaze:

"Do you think the water is cold?"

"It's good to have a clear conscience."

The man groaned, then shook his head, not knowing whether he figured it out or didn't figure it out in the end, but he finally took that step and walked through the door.

Zhou Ze waved his hand, the door dissipated, and everything here was over.

It seems that he has to thank the official master for swallowing all the nearby scholar ghosts into his belly, which also saves Zhou Ze a lot of trouble.

"Boss, is this the end?" The female corpse was disappointed and said, "I thought you were going to beat him up." ”

"It's pointless to fight or not." Zhou Ze took a deep look at the Temple of Literature not far in front of him, and said, "Besides, the saints in the Temple of Literature have detained him here for hundreds of years, and he should be punished." ”

Bai Yingying pouted, "It seems that these mud tires in the Temple of Literature are still somewhat useful, and they are not all blind." ”

"Yes, they detained the soul of the former imperial history here, because they felt that this imperial history was not their disciple, and they did something shameless, disgraced them, and needed to be punished.

They punished him,

Then, the dynasty changed, the Ming Dynasty became the Qing Dynasty, and many of them changed, but the Temple of Literature, or the Temple of Literature, these saints and clay masters, still enjoy the incense offerings of the new dynasty. ”

"............" white warbler warbler.

"Boss, you are speaking 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 incense and enter the Temple of Literature, but she had an uncomfortable feeling of being "stared at".

"It's just a thing."

took a taxi and returned to the bookstore at ten o'clock in the evening, but usually at this time, it was Zhou Ze's real business hours.

Probably because there are fewer ghosts during the day, and ghosts are more active at night.

These days, the dark money has made a little money, but after the last video was given, Zhou Ze burned a lot of dark money to avoid trouble.

Of course, that video cannot be used as direct evidence, but as long as the relevant parties know the truth of this matter in their hearts, and then spend some effort to seriously investigate, it is not difficult to find out the truth of the matter.

That video is nothing more than an introduction, and it cannot be used as real evidence.

Zhou Ze didn't read a book, but listened to music with headphones on, and flipped through some news at random, while Bai Yingying sat behind Zhou Ze with a mobile phone and played games.

The master and servant, each having their own pleasures, 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, who was holding a corgi.

Familiar girl, 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.

It's really late at night, and there are live people entering their bookstores, and the probability is indeed relatively low.

"Boss, my dog has found it."

"Congratulations." Zhou Ze said.

The corgi dog circled around Zhou Ze twice excitedly, and then ran to the side of the white warbler like a happy child.

The white warbler was playing with pesticides, and was disturbed by the dog coldly, and immediately glared, and the corgi was stunned all of a sudden.

As the saying goes, dogs look down on people, but in reality, dogs can see things that people can't.

At that moment, the dog sat down on the ground, and the feces and urine came out in one go.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry boss." The girl immediately stood up and prepared to clean up.

"It's fine." Zhou Ze motioned for the girl to be calm, and then said to Bai Yingying: "Clean up." ”

Bai Yingying put down her phone and went to the bathroom to get a mop and a rag with a sad face.

"Boss, your bookstore's business hasn't been good, has it?" The girl brought her dog back and put it at her feet, preventing it from running away.

Of course, this thing didn't dare to run around, and the atmosphere didn't dare to take a breath.

"Let's mess around." Zhou Ze said.

"Last time, thanks to you telling me the dog's location, I was able to find the person who took it and paid to redeem it."

"How much did it cost?"

"More than 10,000 yuan, people refused to pay it back, saying that she raised it, but after negotiating the price, she still returned the dog to me."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Boss, I think you can add more things to this bookstore, such as this chair, it's really uncomfortable to sit on, you can change it to a sofa."

If I have money, I want to change it too.

"How about I invest in shares, you take care of this place." The girl touched the dog's head and said to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze knew that she just wanted to repay herself, so it didn't matter if she played at a loss, but Zhou Ze couldn't agree.

Can't you ask people if you mind paying dividends and collecting money?

Burn the dark money that can accumulate yin virtue?

When the Taoist priest said this to himself, Zhou Ze regarded the other party as a bad pen,

Well

So Zhou Ze didn't want to be seen as a bad pen 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, ran out and came to the bookstore next door, shouting at Zhou Zehe and Bai Yingying, who was wiping dog shit:

"Won, lottery, 100,000!"

Xu Qinglang is very happy, when people are happy, they always want to share, and the only place where he 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.

"Tut, give me a bag, Boss Xu." The white warbler took the opportunity to eat some happy money.

"It's a little meaning, it's a little meaning." Xu Qinglang began to pretend to be reserved, and then when he saw that there was a young and beautiful girl next to him, he immediately became more reserved:

"It's only 100,000 yuan, and it's 80,000 yuan after tax, which is just a lottery money, for me, who has more than 20 resettlement houses in Shiqiao District, it's just a drizzle, and it has no real impact on my life."

"Stonebridge?" The girl asked.

"That's right." Xu Qinglang replied.

The Shiqiao area is located close to the city center, where the prices of houses are a little higher than in other places, so naturally it can be more delicate, oh no, it can be more subtle.

"Oh, that's my neighborhood."

"Where do you live?" Xu Qinglang smiled even brighter, "Next time I have a chance to come out for a coffee together?" ”

"My family doesn't live there."

"What does that mean?"

"I mean, the one who demolished your house and compensated you for the resettlement house should be my company."

"............" Xu Qinglang.