Lao Dao vomited all over the side, all the things he had just eaten were returned, it was very miserable, and there was a pool of red and white and yellow on the ground, colorful, like opening a sauce shop.

Tears swirled in his eyes, the regret and hatred in Lao Dao's heart, why was he so unlucky?

I was so cautious that I thought I had jumped out of a pit, but what I didn't expect was that I was stupid enough to let myself go and jump into a bigger pit.

While jumping and shouting:

What a vanity!

"Get out of her body and come with me."

Zhou Ze urged, just send him to hell, and he will be able to turn positive.

Perhaps, this is the iron shoes that have nowhere to find it, it takes no effort to get it, I have been busy at the school for a long time, and even the so-called debts of my previous life have run out, but I didn't catch a real ghost, and then I found him (her) on the way back.

The woman hung her head as if she had resigned herself to her fate, but she nevertheless spoke:

"I want to spend a little more time with her, and she's willing, and we'll be able to see each other every night when we dream, and I'll be able to see my three children."

Zhou Ze is indifferent, every dead person has his own nostalgia for the yang world, which is the characteristic of any kind of intelligent life, and there is always an instinct for survival that prompts him to seize any opportunity around him to stay.

Even, including Zhou Ze himself, is the same, but understanding is understanding, and rules are rules.

Moreover, the soul of this husband has always remained in the woman, and this woman will soon become physically unable to bear and have problems, and in the end, it can only be regarded as harming others and herself.

"Bang!"

The woman suddenly pushed the stall in front of her away, and the steamers all fell to Zhou Ze's side, and then she turned around directly and began to run away, she wanted to escape, she didn't want to be arrested.

Zhou Ze pushed away the steamer in front of him, and with a slight grasp of his fingertip nails in front of him, a black mist that ordinary people could not see was released, directly entangled the woman.

The woman let out a muffled grunt and fell to the ground.

Zhou Ze took a few steps forward, came to the woman, squatted down, stretched out his hand and put it on the woman's forehead, and then, a wisp of black dead soul was caught by Zhou Ze.

It was the face of a man, who was constantly struggling and roaring angrily, with a thick unwillingness and hysteria.

"She is willing, she is willing to continue to be with me, she told me in her dream at night, we are going to raise children together, she is willing!"

The man was arguing for himself, and then glared at Zhou Ze angrily:

"She's willing, why are you meddling!"

"I want performance."

"............" man.

Zhou Ze told the truth, in the final analysis, he needs performance, and now he is only one point away, and he has waited for several days, so he can only take you back to turn it around.

The man was stunned for a moment, Zhou Ze's generous attitude of admitting that it was for the sake of profit made him unable to refute, because he knew that no matter how much he refuted and argued, he would not make the other party soft-hearted.

"Let me go home and see my three children again."

The man pleaded,

"This time, I promise not to leave, nor to escape."

"You're not qualified to talk to me about conditions, and I'm not doing a show."

"My family............ And one more ............ Ghost! ”

"Okay, it's okay to let you go home and have a look before you go, there are human favors outside of the law, right?"

Lao Dao, who had just finished vomiting on the side, suddenly wanted to vomit again when he heard this,

But he held back,

Didn't dare.

The woman woke up, but she was a little groggy, and Lao Dao helped her back together, and even if it was her husband, the damage to her body and spirit was not small.

Following the guidance of the male ghost, Zhou Ze began to walk towards his house.

Lao Dao is an idle master, although he has ridiculed other people's steamed buns before, but he will not take this opportunity to eat other people's tofu at this time, people are pitiful enough, and he can't do this kind of beast thing, so he simply chatted with the male ghost:

"Big brother, where are you from? Listening to your daughter-in-law's accent is not local. ”

The Tongcheng dialect is easy to recognize, and the recognition is too high, because it is basically not on the same channel as Mandarin, and the dialects in some places are sometimes too similar to ordinary discourse, so the locals will unconsciously bring the flavor of the dialect when speaking Mandarin.

"Sichuan's." The man replied.

He also figured it out a little at this time, and he was also a little relieved, the key was Zhou Ze's attitude, which was really too different from those compassionate Taoist monks and monks he used to watch on TV.

"And how did you die?" Lao Dao asked again.

"It's comfortable."

"How did you die comfortably?" Lao Dao continued to ask.

"Smoking//drug............ Overdose. ”

"Uh............" Lao Dao suddenly became interested, and asked like a curious baby: "What does it feel like to suck that thing, isn't it cool?" ”

Zhou Ze glanced at Lao Dao, who stuck out his tongue and didn't dare to beep again.

"Hehe, of course it's very comfortable, so comfortable that it makes you want to die." The male ghost replied.

"It's so comfortable that you've become a ghost, and your family has been ruined?" Zhou Ze began to mend the knife.

As a doctor in his previous life, Zhou Ze knew very well how terrible the harm of that thing to the human body was, ordinary people only knew that smoking that thing would be addictive and would lose money, but in fact, many of the damage to the body caused by that thing was completely irreversible.

"Yes, yes, look at you like this, what kind of dog you have lived, your wife is pulling the child so hard, you yourself are happy to die."

Lao Dao immediately comprehended the spirit of Zhou Ze's conversation and began to echo it.

"Huh." The man snorted, "Those things that the rich people on your side suck are kind of, God knows how many miscellaneous things are mixed in, almost the whole village of us does this, and we buy it there, it's pure and cheap."

Also, I rely on this to make money, I want to make money for my family, go back once, I can earn 100,000 yuan, which is worth ten years of hard work in the field, I use the money I earn, and I have also opened a factory, set up a workshop, and also bought a big truck to run transportation. ”

"Blow, why are your wives and children so miserable now after you have made so much money?" I don't believe it.

The male ghost seemed to be stubborn with Lao Dao, and said directly: "Hehe, you are a bastard to deceive, Lao Tzu has been wide before, much wider than you imagined." ”

"After earning the first pot of gold, do you continue to carry it?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Luck, why not? Can you get money from opening a factory, opening a workshop, and running transportation? A book of profits, who still opens a broken factory, can't get back to the book for three years, it's really boring to do. ”

"Tut-tut." The old way is smashing, smashing your mouth.

In fact, this kind of person is much more knowledgeable.

This male ghost used to be a poor farmer, who made his first money by taking the risk of transporting that thing, and then turned over, and his life was better, but this kind of taste of eating marrow and knowing the taste is really unbearable, you let him go to a factory to do business and live a good life, he can't live anymore, because the values and money concept have completely collapsed.

This is similar to a lot of young ladies or gamblers, for young ladies, she can easily earn tens of thousands of dollars a month, for gamblers, the next list may be tens of thousands, after the impact of the concept of money, let them go to work in the factory to earn three or four thousand a month, they themselves feel that it is not interesting.

And then

Man is wasted,

It's hard to start all over again.

Why did so many people make up their minds and go down shortly after they went ashore?

The normal rhythm of ordinary people, he really can't live anymore.

"Then, since you said that the village is doing this, you should know that sucking that thing is harmful to the body, why do you still smoke it?" Lao Dao asked a little puzzled.

"If the whole village sucks it, you will feel that it is nothing, and the environment is different." The man was a little stunned and said, "It's like your father, your uncle, your brother, and your colleagues are all smoking, even if smoking is harmful to your health and printed on the cigarette box, you will feel that it is not a big deal."

Anyway, everyone, is sucking. ”

Lao Dao nodded thoughtfully.

Immediately, Lao Dao asked again: "What about your money?" Did you suck up all the money before you died? ”

"I kept a lot of money." The man said, "I'm not sorry for my family, I'm not sorry for my wife and children. ”

"Huh." The old man smiled.

The family lives in a small community...... In the garage room, the ground floor was originally someone's garage, and it can be rented out as a set if it is modified.

The woman was helped into the house, and there were three children in the house, all of whom stared at Zhou Ze and Lao Dao and their mother with wide eyes.

Two boys and a girl, both of whom should be in elementary school, and one of them still wears a red scarf around his neck.

The three children were all a little shabby, but their faces were clean and in good spirits, and although the living conditions were not very good, their mother should have taken good care of them.

But no matter how you look at it, this family is not like what the man said, he left a large sum of money after his death.

"Hey, haven't you made a lot of money, why did your wife and children come to Tongcheng and still live here?" Lao Dao asked.

"She's bringing her children here, and she doesn't want to stay in her old village." The man replied.

At this time, Zhou Ze spoke: "There is another ghost, where is it?" ”

Boss Zhou has always been more and more about performance, and he really doesn't have much heart for emotional columns and charity.

The male ghost looked at a curtain in the corner of the room.

Zhou Ze walked over,

Opened the curtain,

In the curtain was a small plastic bathtub, and in the tub was a young-looking man squatting, shivering, and on his chest, there was a bright red flower that was very dazzling.

"He is my son, and when I died, he used the money I left at home to suck it, and then the money was gone, and he also followed my old path to sell and suck.

Bad luck, I was caught,

The amount is too large,

Sent to Rongcheng,

Killed. ”