Zhou Chang was stopped by Fu Li's question, and he was speechless for a long time.
"The world is very big and mysterious." There seemed to be countless secrets hidden in Fu Li's dark eyes. Zhou Chang parked his car on the side of the road and looked into Fu Li's eyes. He felt as if he was looking into an abyss.
"Some things you thought didn't exist are actually hidden by your side." Fu Li looked behind Zhou Chang, "You never know how many invisible things are hidden around you."
A lovable-looking person said creepy words, Zhou Zhang was inexplicably scared, he shrank his neck, feeling a little chilly: "Handsome guy, can we talk well, I-I'm a materialist. "
"Materialism is good, it promotes the development of science and technology, and creates advanced productivity." Fu Li retracted his gaze, sat up straight, "Let's go."
"Where?"
"Didn't you say take me home?"
"Oh." Zhou Chang nodded, obediently following the route Fu Li said.
The place where Fu Li lives is very remote, and the environment is not very good. Zhou Chang's car was bumped on the road. He couldn't help laughing: "Handsome guy, you really have so many magic pills, why don't you sell them for money? Live in such a crappy place?"
"I don't know who to sell it to." Fu Li turned to look at him, "I didn't charge you for the medicine I gave you last time."
Zhou Chang was stunned, and quickly understood the meaning of Fu Li's words. The medicine was given away for nothing, and he didn't pay anything, as if he had no right to say that the other party was a fake medicine liar. No, the headlights of the car were damaged by this kid, didn't he also pay for it
Parking the car outside the dilapidated alley again, Zhou Chang said earnestly: "Dude, I know your life may be difficult, and a rich second-generation idler like me is not qualified to teach you a lesson. But you are still young, and there are some things you can't do. If you do it, if you do it, you can’t go back. Medicine can save lives or even kill them. Sometimes fake medicines can kill someone. You look younger than me, and you’re not a bad person. Money has gone the wrong way."
Looking at the serious young man in front of him, Fu Li took out a ginseng from his backpack: "You are very reasonable, but I never lie."
"What are you doing?" Zhou Chang looked at the root of ginseng and was a little disappointed with this young man. He had said it for the sake of it. Why did he still not change his stubbornness? Is it interesting to lie like this
"Fare." Fu Li opened the car door and went out, and stood on the steps to look at Zhou Chang, "Although you are lazy by nature, you are of good character and are born to enjoy life. Humans like you are very cute."
"Hey!" Zhou Chang wanted to say that he didn't want this, but he didn't know that the young man's walking speed was a bit weird, he was stunned for a moment, walked a long way, and quickly disappeared at the end of the alley.
The whole car was filled with the scent of ginseng. Zhou Chang gritted his teeth and turned around to find an elder at home who knew Chinese medicine.
What if... this person didn't lie
Although this possibility was pitifully small, Zhou Chang wanted to give it a try. Maybe it was because the other party's eyes were too serious, so serious that he felt that it was a sin not to believe it.
When Zhou Chang handed the ginseng to the elder, the elder's hands were shaking, and Zhou Chang couldn't help but suspect that what he brought was not a piece of ginseng, but a bewitching monster.
"Xiao Zhou, where did you find this top-quality ginseng?!" The elder carefully placed the ginseng in the tray, "Although it's been around for a long time, it's pure wild ginseng, and even money can't buy it. Excellent. Tell me, where did you get the good stuff from?"
"Uncle, this thing... is it real?" Zhou Chang swallowed, feeling that the movement he had just brought this century-old ginseng over might be a little random.
The elder nodded: "Some time ago, wild ginseng, which has a root quality of 50 years, sold for a high price of nearly one million. You are a good thing that money can't buy, take it back and honor your parents, but every time It can only be used a little, this thing has great medicinal properties."
Zhou Chang sat in a daze, and it took a long while to feel that his face was terribly hot.
He, a playboy who claims to be a rich second generation, actually takes advantage of others and thinks that other people's things are fake medicines.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Li showed up at the hotel on time and handed over to the previous security guard. After changing into the security uniform, Fu Li walked out of the locker room. The corridor was very quiet. He looked around and saw no one.
Ding, ding, ding.
The seemingly non-existent bell seemed to come from the ground, and Fu Li stopped and did not move forward.
There is a legend in the world that there are ghosts in the underworld. They hold soul bells and chains, and take the souls of the dead to the underworld.
Fu Li has seen bad luck twice, this may be the third time.
The bell was getting closer and closer. Fu Li turned to look and saw a young man in a black uniform with a belt around his waist hurriedly walking towards him. He was holding a four-finger-wide rectangular object in his hand. Like a cell phone that humans like to use.
In the other hand, he was holding an iron rope, and on the iron rope was a young man in a bathrobe. Just looking at playing on the phone while walking, ignoring him.
Ding.
The errand stopped, and the bell also disappeared. He raised his head and saw Fu Li three steps away. Putting the mobile phone in his trousers pocket, he took out his credentials: "Illiterates do business, don't disturb idlers."
Fu Li saw the two characters Niu Zhen written in seal script on the certificate of this shady man.
"Can you see me?" The locked young man rushed to Fu Li, "You save me, save me, I have a lot of money, I can give you a lot of money."
Niu Zhen sneered: "If we want the people in the underworld, we won't go back to anyone. It's no use asking anyone." When he was born, he didn't accumulate virtue and do good deeds, and he didn't cherish his body. Humans are also interesting.
"You are the security guard of this hotel, you should protect the people in the hotel!" The young man had lost his mind, he grabbed Fu Li's trouser legs, "You save me!"
Fu Li took a step back and easily broke away from the man's hand: "I only protect the living guests in this hotel. You are already dead."
"No, no, I don't want to die." The man struggled even more, and the chain on his wrist became tighter and tighter, as if it had fused with his flesh and blood. The man wailed in pain, his facial features twisted together.
"Fu Li, what are you doing standing here!" A colleague from the security department came over with an unfriendly tone, "It's almost time for you to go to work, don't think that you can be lazy if a few female customers praise you. "
Fu Li looked at the colleague who was unconsciously stepping on the mourning man's soul, and nodded silently.
The security guard touched his calf suspiciously. Is the air-conditioning temperature in the corridor too low? When he looked up and saw that Fu Li didn't speak, he said unhappily, "You..."
Just then, the walkie-talkie on his waist rang.
"The security guards of the second group gathered immediately, the popular artist Lu Ren's family had an accident in our hotel!"
The security guard turned around and ran upstairs with the walkie-talkie. When he reached the entrance of the stairs, his feet suddenly softened and he fell into a big somersault. He got up from the ground and looked back at Fu Li, who was still standing in the corridor, very embarrassed. run away.
Niu Zhen tightened the soul lock chain, nodded to Fu Li, and dragged the young man's soul away.
After the bell disappeared, Fu Li turned around and flicked his sleeves, breaking the barrier, "Let's go, don't come to the men's locker room casually next time."
A girl in a corset walked out of the room. She smiled at Fuli, and two lines of blood and tears dripped from her eyes: "Thank you Daochang for your help."
Fu Li didn't speak. He still didn't understand human beings. It was obvious that the man was dying. Why would this female ghost rather be infected with evil spirits and let the man die early
"Although there is no evil to cross you, this one can lead you to find the way to the underworld," Fu Li put a piece of the lost branch in the hands of the female ghost, "May you live a peaceful life in the next life."
"I am powerless, and I hope that I can repay the Taoist priest in the next life." The female ghost made a solemn oath, "If it wasn't for the Taoist priest, I would have been captured as an evil ghost, and there would be no chance of reincarnation."
"No, it's just a matter of convenience." Fu Li shook his head, "I don't like keeping humans as pets."
The female ghost was astonished, seeing that the Taoist priest was not joking, she bowed deeply to him, and then turned to leave with the Miku branch.
An hour later, news of the death of popular entertainer Lu Renjia spread all over the major entertainment media platforms. Later, the police informed the outside world that the cause of his death was not suicide or homicide, but an accidental death from an overdose of drugs.
When the cause of death was revealed, the whole country was in an uproar. What is even more shocking is that two days later, the police announced another incident. The case of a female college student who fell to her death six months ago was also related to Lu Ren's family.
This girl is a fan of Lu Ren's family. Seeing that the little girl is beautiful, Lu Ren's family deliberately invited her out. Not only did the little girl get drugs, but they also wanted to cheat on her. His original intention was that after the little girl was infected with drugs, she would be obedient to him. Unexpectedly, this little girl was stubborn and fell from the upstairs when she was fighting with him.
After the little girl died, some people said that the little girl deserved it. She even went to the hotel with people to open a room with drugs.
The overwhelming insults from passers-by, as well as the tears of her parents, made the little girl uneasy after her death, and finally turned into a ghost, entangled in Lu Ren's house every day, wanting to avenge the day's revenge.
The only thing Fu Li did was to hide her behind the barrier he had set up when she was dodging the evil.
During the night shift, listening to the girls at the front desk of the company talking about the gossip about Lu Ren's family, Fu Li looked at the dark night outside the hotel and heard the familiar sound of bells again.
He stood at the gate, and saw the emissary passing by the gate.
"It's you!" Although this spy was wearing a black uniform, his head was still tied in a bun from many years ago, which looked a bit nondescript.
"After so many years, you monster is still alive?"
Fu Li's dark eyes stared at this scumbag: "Who are you?"
The errand hadn't spoken yet, but there were footsteps on the other side of the street.