Chapter 3: A headache
The half-headed ghost shook violently.
"How do you know?"
"Ah, otherwise, why don't you die with him?"
The half-headed ghost was speechless and bowed his head in shame, revealing the mess of brains above his head.
"Don't look down, your brains will fall."
Half-lowered head, he raised it again.
"I'm going to the police station now, let's talk as we go."
Zhou Du searched the road, touched the empty pocket, and took a resigned step.
Let's hope it's time for dinner.
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In the evening, Zhou Du walked out of the bank, looked at the temporary ID card and bank card in his hand, and was very emotional.
With these two cards, he can be considered to have the identity of a modern human being.
Think about the last time they were in the sun, they had just learned to drill wood for fire.
Time flies.
"Zhou Du, listen to me. That's all I have in my life, and you must help him speak again. This is my sin......"
The chattering voice in his ears pulled Zhou Du back to reality.
Headache.
This time it was his turn to have a headache.
In the previous office in the Hades Palace, all the ghosts in front of them had been treated with Meng Po Tang Spray, and all the past had been diluted, and there would be no crying and shouting for revenge and revenge. So he forgets that, in fact, after death, the soul is separated from the body, and at the same time from the constraints of the physical body.
They can talk for hours on end without feeling a dry mouth.
Blunder.
[Twenty years ago, I was a gangster in Y Village, S City. My dad was framed by the villain and laid off, and then he was drunk and abused. My grandfather was so angry that my mother couldn't stand it and ran away, I had no money, I couldn't escape, and I didn't dare to go home, so I could only wander around the street often, and then I got together with the gangsters on the street. ć
[Zhao Sheng's father is the rich second generation of our village, and his mother is also very beautiful. One day, a gangster said that the surname Zhao had been on a business trip these days and planned to steal some money. They knew I could pick the lock, so they pulled me on. Hey, I shouldn't have go, I shouldn't have ......]
[After picking the lock and going in, who knew that Zhao Sheng and his mother didn't fall asleep. Mrs. Zhao came out of the bedroom, and the bastards were interested in it, and planned to take her turn. I thought it was just stealing some money, but I didn't expect it to happen, and I was terrified when I suddenly noticed a child's eye behind the crack in the bedroom door. ć
[Look at those people again, grabbing Mrs. Zhao to enter the bedroom. Afraid that the child would be killed by them, I sneaked in first, stuffed the five-year-old Zhao Sheng into the closet, and scared him to say that if you want to live, don't talk. ć
[As a result, Mrs. Zhao had a strong temperament and took out a fruit knife from the bedside table and stabbed it in her body. We were all scared away, and the next day we heard that Zhao Sheng's father came back to find his wife dead in a pool of blood, and his son fainted in the closet. After that, the boy never said a word again. ć
It's just such a small thing, and Uncle Half-Headed Ghost has said it many times.
The bank is still a long way from the Haosheng Hotel.
For the first time, Zhou Du remembered the limited edition ultra-luxury flying machine that the old man gave him.
Thinking about the fact that the flying machine was still in the garage by himself to accumulate dust, Zhou Du felt deeply guilty.
It's a terrible thing.
Zhou Du accepted his fate, sighed, the green light turned on, and continued to take steps.
"You've got to help him speak again......"
Zhou Dusheng had nothing to love, and turned his head to look at him: "You have said this sentence hundreds of times!" ā
At this time, Zhou Du had an early warning.
The sound of sudden braking, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground, and the sound of car horns sounded almost simultaneously.
Before he could react, he only caught a glimpse of a burgundy sports car in his peripheral vision, spun the steering wheel sharply, and rushed straight towards him.
Bang ā
Before Zhou Du fell to the ground, there was only one thought in his heart.
It's dangerous.
With its superb level of science and technology, it is impossible for such a low-level traffic accident to occur.
"Zhou Du!"
The half-headed ghost was dumbfounded.
For the first time in so many years, someone can see him, communicate with him, and listen to him explain Zhao Sheng's incident completely, and finally there is such a person who may be able to help Zhao Sheng regain the ability to open his mouth and speak.
How can you just die like this......
The half-headed ghost began to churn with dark red resentment, and turned his head to look at the driver who caused the accident.
"I'll go! How is it that you little ancestor! ā
With just one glance, the resentment vanished.
Zhou Du fell to the ground, and opened a slit in his eyes with great difficulty.
The doors of the sports car opened and closed, and a pair of small, delicate flats trotted towards him.
"How, what to do...... Can you hear me? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Just now, a man suddenly jumped out of the way, and I hit the steering wheel to get around him, but I didn't see anyone here......"
On the other side, the half-headed ghost began to sigh and curse at the fucking world.
Zhou Du: I think I can still save you two by shutting up.
"His fingers just moved!"
The sharp-eyed man shouted.
"Zhou Du, Zhou Du, are you okay? Can you hear me? ā
Zhou Du's fingers moved again, and a painful expression gradually appeared on his face.
He frowned, opened his eyes abruptly, and with great difficulty, got up from the ground.
The people around him took out their mobile phones one after another, and the camera was aimed at him.
"Great, you're not dead...... IāI'll find someone to take you to the hospital right now. ā
Zhou Du covered his forehead: "Can you, don't cry yet." I'll just take it slowly, don't toss so much. ā
But the two apparently didn't take his words to heart.
Seeing that he could speak and move, and that his brain had not been broken, the half-headed ghost breathed a sigh of relief and began to notice other details.
"It's okay to be knocked away, Zhou Du, you shouldn't be an alien, right?"
"Zhao Sheng, what should I do, I accidentally bumped into someone...... Can you come and help me? ā
Zhou Du's ears moved slightly, and through the blood, he looked at the girl who was crying so much.
He looked at the half-headed ghost stealthily, and asked who it was.
Her name is Xu Xiaoxin, and she is the only daughter of real estate tycoon Xu Yongyong. I am 20 years old and studying at Z University. At the beginning of this year, the little princess and her father came to Haosheng to attend a commercial drinking party, ran out halfway to wander around, went to the kitchen, and fell in love at first sight. Our Zhao Sheng looks very handsome when he cooks in a chef's uniform. ā
Zhou Du agreed.
The girl is about 1.65 meters tall, thin and small, and dressed very cutely. Tweed coat, dark brown wavy long hair, air bangs, white and good-looking. If such a girl stands with Zhao Sheng, who is 1.8 meters tall, in the words of Yangjian, she is "the golden boy and jade girl" and "the cutest height difference".
"Mr. Xu began to hear from the little princess that she fell in love with a mute cook, and she still had a lot of opinions. However, after knowing that Zhao Sheng is the heir of Haosheng Hotel, he is happy to see it anyway. ā
Zhou Du keenly captured a message.
"Heir?"
"That's right. Don't you know, Haosheng is the Zhao family's family business. ā
"How would I know ......"
Zhou Du didn't know whether to be surprised or speechless for a while.
"Where the hell are you from? I don't know. ā
"And talk about me. You talked about Zhao Sheng for a day, did you mention this? ā