Chapter 42 (1/2)
Xu Qinglang and the female corpse, including the middle-aged couple, came out. The middle-aged couple's faces were jubilant. Obviously, with the help of the female corpse, they snatched the head fragrance.
Whether it's useful or not, it's a good omen.
Even parents who are not superstitious will send a zongzi and a new year's cake before their children's final exam, which means ”zongzi” (high school).
The face of the female corpse was not very good-looking. When they went back together, she left behind alone.
”Let's go to supper. How about barbecue?” Xu Qinglang suggested.
He runs his own restaurant, but he won't let himself go to the ground late to prepare for barbecue;
the skin of Xu Niang is so precious, how can he accept such a smoky fire?
However, Xu Qinglang regretted the proposal after saying it.
In this group, there is a zombie and a living dead man who doesn't eat fireworks. When you think about the picture of eating, these two people just sit there motionless, like clay figurines in a temple enjoying fireworks.
This picture, think of all have no appetite.
”You go. Let's go back first.” Zhou Ze said.
”That's what it means.” Said the middle-aged man.
”It's OK, uncle. Let's eat. They take a walk by themselves.”
Xu Qinglang took the middle-aged couple away.
Zhou Ze didn't rush to take a taxi and walked along the small road with the female corpse.
The weather began to get warmer, and the night was not as cold as before.
”What's the matter?” Zhou Ze asked the female corpse.
After the female corpse came out of the Confucian temple, she was depressed all the time.
”Uncomfortable.” The corpse replied.
”Hasn't it stopped?”
Two hundred years.
“…………” Female corpse.
After a while of silence, the female corpse said, ”some statues in the Confucian temple stare at me. It feels strange.”
”You think they're looking at you?” Zhou Ze asked.
”Well.” The corpse nodded.
”You think they don't like you?”
”Well.” The corpse continued to nod.
”Do you think you shouldn't have gone there because you are a zombie?”
”Well.” The corpse nodded.
”Saints believe that there is no kind of education.” Zhou Ze smiled and clapped her hands on the female corpse's head, saying: ”you are a zombie, a kind of existence that people hate ghosts, but you go to the Confucian temple to help people go to the incense, and also contribute to their incense popularity.
You think they are looking at you,
maybe because of your special, so they are paying attention to you.
It's like a group of prairie wolves suddenly sneaking into a husky. Everyone will have a look more, right?
Of course, it's also possible that they were originally a pile of mud tires. Their eyes are said to be made of donkey dung balls, because they look more flexible and shiny.
All of all, just you give yourself psychological pressure. ”
”But if they're really looking at me, if they really have a problem with me...” The female body still hesitated.
”Then they are not worthy to be consecrated to the temple as the holy man of laoshizi!”
Zhou Ze is full of voices,
”the sage enjoys the worship of thousands of generations of incense. If he doesn't even have this kind of capacity, what face does he still have to lick and sit on the altar table of the temple?
There is nothing to be afraid of for a false saint. ”
Looking at Zhou Ze, the corpse smiled and said, ”boss, what you just said is really arrogant.”
”That is.” Zhou Ze enjoyed the flattery of his maid.
”But boss, you are a ghost. There is a certain number in the dark. For ordinary people, the involvement may not be big, but for you, it is different.
Plus, you are running a bookstore, belonging to the line of sage's fortune. It's really bad for you to be such a sage. ”
It's rare for a female corpse to say these words to Zhou Ze's heart. In the past, she was eager for Zhou Ze to die;
jump, jump, jump and die. I'll collect the corpse for you, and then take off your fingernails and grind them into powder to make tea with pearl powder.
oh no, feed the pig!
”It's the same sentence. Don't be afraid of ghosts The saint knocks at the door. ”
Zhou Ze looked up at the street lamp and continued: ”I have been treating patients and saving people in my last life, not accepting red envelopes, not losing the bottom line, and always abiding by medical ethics.
Even if I become a ghost in my life, I haven't done anything to lose my heart after I return my soul with a corpse.
What can I be afraid of? ”
Zhou took a deep breath and repeated, ”there is nothing to be afraid of.”
The female corpse hears the words, and her eyes reflect.
Zhou Ze's words are not the declaration of the second middle school, but more like a warning to himself.
They continued to walk aimlessly, with a cool evening breeze, but they were very pleasant.
Finally, the corpse stopped and asked, ”boss, where are you going?”Zhou Ze stopped and looked around subconsciously. He was shocked to find that he had walked into the door of a community.
In the familiar environment,
the familiar reception room,
the familiar reception room secretly sleeps the absent guard at night,
the familiar express delivery cabinet.
He actually walked like this, and naturally walked back to his former neighborhood.
Although in the bookstore for a month, but subconsciously, here, is his home.
When he grew up in the orphanage, he knew more about the meaning of home. At the same time, he was more persistent about the house.
However, when he bought a house, the price of the house in Tongcheng didn't rise as far as the back. It was also because he couldn't wait to start preparing to be a house slave after he took part in the work. Instead, he picked up a watermelon, which made the colleagues who bought the house envious.
However, Zhou Ze can't find the previous wechat and QQ now. Mobile phone verification can't be done. Find a friend in the list to help you verify, or be someone else's neuropathy or frighten others to death.
Even his house was sold by the hospital after he died, and the money was donated to the orphanage in his own name.
Zhou Ze does not dislike this practice, after all, he has no other relatives in the world.
”This is my former home.” Zhou Ze said to the female corpse.
”Then, go up and have a look?” Suggested the female corpse.
”It has been sold.” Zhou Ze sighed.
”It's like a revisit.”
Zhou Ze nodded and walked over.
Enter unit 2 of Building 8, get on the elevator, and get to the fifth floor.
Zhou Ze went to a door, the door or that door, the buyer should not have time to redecorate it?