What it was like to die, Zhou Ze remembered it clearly, he was pushed into the incinerator of the crematorium and enjoyed the treatment of incineration;

And beforehand, there were also crematorium staff who used steel hooks to puncture his stomach to prevent his body from swelling and exploding during cremation.

The feeling is very similar to the hole in my chest now.

Pain?

Of course it hurts.

But when the pain is too intense, you feel numb, like being anesthetized in the hospital after being operated on and half of your body, through the curtain that obscures your vision, you can probably only feel as if something is pounding on your belly.

Zhou Ze still wanted to resist, but his body fell into a spasm like dead silence at this time, and even his eyelids became extremely heavy at this time.

No matter how unwilling you are, no matter how much you resist,

eyelid

It's over.

…………

Slowly opening his eyes, surrounded by dim lights, in front of him, there is a marble long table, with messy patterns, but it gives people a delicate feeling.

Lowering his head, Zhou Ze found himself sitting on a chair, which was a Taishi chair, on which he himself was leaning on, below his neck, wearing a white scarf, but it was more like a protection tied there to prevent soup stains from staining his clothes during meals.

Two hands, holding silver knives and forks,

In front of him, on the other hand, was a white plate with a piece of roast meat, which exuded bursts of heat, and was dotted with lemons and cauliflower.

"Sir, I swept the cauliflower with an airbrush, and it will give people a barbecue taste when eaten, I hope you can enjoy it."

The old man's voice came from opposite Zhou Ze, who was also in the same costume, cutting the meat steak and chewing it in his mouth.

"What does that mean?"

Zhou Ze didn't rush to eat, and asked directly.

Didn't you say that you were going to kill yourself?

"There was a bit of an accident." The old man picked up the drink next to him and took a sip.

"Wow!"

The old man pressed one hand on the table and pushed the document in front of Zhou Ze.

"The badge has broken to this point, which is something I didn't expect." After the old man finished speaking, he continued to cut a piece of meat and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully.

"So?"

"So, I'm sorry, you can't die." A smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth and said, "Sir, your luck is really good." ”

"You're not going to kill me?"

"Yes, sir. Because of the identity card left by the owner, there is no way to withstand the process of refreshing the master, otherwise it will directly collapse and lose all usefulness. ”

The old man shook his head, raised his wine glass, and greeted Zhou Ze,

"So, congratulations, sir, it seems that I was wrong in what I said earlier, and today is indeed your lucky day."

Zhou Ze picked up the wine glass, looked at the transparent color of the red wine inside, and didn't rush to drink it, but asked:

"There's no strange poison in this wine?"

"You're joking, sir."

Joking?

Before you said I was your new master,

And then what?

A hand pierced through my chest!

Who's laughing?

"Sir, please try my craft, when the old master is here, I am responsible for his daily meals, although after so many years, I don't think my craft has regressed too much."

"There's no poison in the meat?" Zhou Ze asked with a smile.

"Sir, you're too worried, for me, if I want to kill you or torture you, I don't need to be so troublesome."

What you say makes a lot of sense, and I really can't refute it.

Zhou Ze cut off a piece of meat with a knife, put the meat into his mouth with a fork and chewed it, instinctively wanting to vomit, but unexpectedly found that this piece of meat melted in his mouth and tasted excellent.

The most important thing is that I don't feel sick to my stomach in the slightest.

"Is it delicious?" The old man asked.

"Yes." Zhou Ze replied.

"As a chef, it's a pleasure to be loved and eaten a lot of the dishes you make."

The old man ate half of the plate, put down his knife and fork, took out a hot towel, and wiped his hands.

Zhou Ze ate a few more pieces of meat, and then asked:

"What's next?"

"Sir, you're laughing again." A kind smile appeared on the old man's face again, "After the meal, you can leave, sir, I will not restrict your freedom." ”

"That's the end of it?" Zhou Ze felt a little ridiculous.

"Yes, it's over." The old man affirmed.

"But I remember you said that the prince wants a bad person, right?"

"Yes, it does."

"Just because the ID card is broken, so I got an exception?"

Really, just because of luck?

"No, the will of the prince of the mansion does not allow the slightest discount."

"I don't understand."

"The answer is in your heart." The old man reminded.

"I hate the monk's way of chatting." Zhou Ze said.

The old man stretched out his hand and patted his chest, "Sir, at this point, I am the same." ”

Zhou Ze's face suddenly sank, as if he had thought of something, he immediately lowered his head and lifted the scarf around his neck, revealing the position of his left chest.

There, it's empty.

"I applied the best ointment to the wound for you, and it will recover in a few days without leaving the slightest scar, and even the wounds in other parts of your body, I will also help you with it.

You don't need to thank me, and you don't need to be polite to me. ”

I thank you MMP!

"What about my heart? What about my heart! Zhou Ze asked.

The old man pointed to the plate in front of Zhou Ze, and said with a pleasant face:

"You say it tastes good."

"Smack!"

Zhou Ze slapped the knife and fork in his hand on the table.

The old man picked up a cup of tea, rinsed his mouth, spit it out, and then slowly stood up.

"If you don't have a heart, you don't have too many worries, and you can live more comfortably.

A good man, without a conscience, no matter how good he is, he is not much better, do you say? ”

Zhou Ze grabbed the tablecloth with both hands, raised his head and stared at the old man,

"You'd better kill me now."

The old man smiled slightly, "So, sir, you have to say it again now: don't bully the young man to be poor?" ”

Then, the old man patted his chest gently, gasped, and pretended:

"It's terrifying."

"............" Zhou Ze.

"Sir, you have no chance of taking revenge on me, and my yang shou has long come to an end, and when you leave this room, I will dissipate from then on."

"Will you go to hell?"

"Hell, there's no place for me." The old man replied, "It's the final end." ”

Immediately, the old man pointed to the plate in front of Zhou Ze again,

"Sir, do I need to pack for you?"

Zhou Ze stood up, there was a feeling of emptiness in his chest, and the big hole in the wound was even more shocking, but he was not dead, to be exact, it was Xu Le's body, and he was not dead, not even a little pain.

Will the wound heal in a few days?

Picking up the documents on the table, Zhou Ze walked to the door, but stopped halfway through and asked:

"I'm curious, who that Mansion Jun is."

"Since the prince was deceived by the Bodhisattva who ran to hell, he is no longer willing to mention his name."

didn't get an answer, but Zhou Ze didn't want to stay here any longer, pushed open the door in front of him, he walked out, and when he looked back, he found that the door he had just come out of was gone.

Behind him, there is a desolate grave.

…………

In the house, the old man quietly put away the dishes and cleaned the house again.

Then, he spread out his hand and patted it against the table.

"Come out."

A small golden snub-nosed monkey ran out of which pimple, jumped on the table, scratched his ears and cheeks at the old man, and was very cute.

It's just that the body of this golden monkey is a little illusory, and it is obviously not a real existence.

"Although there is a wrongdoer, and the debtor has a debtor, you have done what you did this time. Even if the final fruit is on that baby, it should not be the object of your revenge.

If all those who pursue cause and effect, and obey cause and effect, all act in this way, why should you, little brute, pursue any avenue?

Isn't eating and drinking, birth, old age, sickness and death the most obedient to cause and effect? ”

The golden monkey shook his head and nodded again.

"Don't blame me for detaining the soul you attached to that baby, your sanjiazi merit, even if it is compensation for that child, even if he is disabled, but he can be smooth sailing in the future, and even after surgery in the future, he can become a normal person.

Don't feel at a loss, this matter, let's end here, later, I will give you a new body, and you will leave yourself, whether it is to practice again, or to play in the mountains and forests, don't do today's things again.

There are still five diseases and three deficiencies in human cultivation, not to mention that you little brute, this is a calamity on your way to cultivation. ”

After speaking,

The old man pushed open the door to the inner room.

There is no furnishings in this room, except for an ink painting hanging on the wall.

In the painting,

There is a majestic mountain,

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk!

There was a man wearing a purple crown and a yellow robe, standing on the top of the mountain.

The painting has been yellowed,

The person in the painting is also gone,

Only the majestic mountain in the painting still stands there, with a glance of the small mountains.

"Fujun, what you ordered, the old slave has done."

The old man knelt down in front of the scroll.

The picture of the old goodbye resurfaced in his mind:

…………

"You old thing, die later, hold on a little longer, help this seat keep an eye on who this identity brand will end up in the hands of, if it's a good person, kill him for me and replace him again!

This seat is to believe in the evil of those monks, and believe that he will not become a Buddha in hell, and his reputation will be lost!

The person who holds the identity card of this seat must no longer be a good person, otherwise this seat will not be blind! ”

"Master, what is a good person and what is a bad person?

Good people can do bad things, and bad people can do good things.

Good and bad, the old slave is stupid, afraid of breaking the entrustment of the king. ”

"Straight thief, how can there be so many twists and turns, you think he is not a bad person, just kill him."

"Yes, the old slave obeys the law."

…………

"He's a good guy?"

In the back room, the old man who was kneeling there slowly raised his head, looked at the scroll and muttered:

"He is indeed a 'good' man,

But he is in my eyes,

It's the 'bad' people. ”

As the old man spoke, his face began to darken, and yellow hairs began to grow on his face and hands.

His face began to distort and turned into a hairy-faced thunder mouth!

It's one, old ape!

Born in the wilderness of Mount Tai, the ambition of this life is to carry the Mount Tai,

As the old saying goes: Moving apes!

"My disciples, disciples, cultivators, helpful and diligent in cultivation, suffered this great calamity, encountered this suffering!

He relied on him to stand in the position of a man, regardless of it, and went straight up and killed it!

Why!

Why!

Just because, he is a human being, was he a human in his lifetime!

Therefore, as long as all aliens threaten people, whether right or wrong, whether they are right or wrong,

Should they all be killed? All damned? ”

The old man sat down on his knees,

Finally, he muttered:

"He's on a human standpoint, he's a good guy.

The old slave stands on the side of the monkey clan, he is a bad person.

hehe

In summary

But because of this, he couldn't let him die.

Fu Jun,

Is that what you mean?

Fu Jun,

The old slave came to follow you, for so many years, without the old slave by your side to serve and cook, you must not be used to it, right? ”

The old man has lost his life,

The ape's body sat there like this,

The golden snub-nosed monkey in a state of soul ran out at this time, first knelt down and kowtowed to the old man's body, and then burrowed into the old man's skin.

Shaoqing,

From under the clothes of the elderly,

Out of the small body of a small monkey about the size of a palm,

"Squeak Squeak ............"

The little monkey called out several times in succession, and then ran out.