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Chapter 142: The old man's last words

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"Squeak..."

Pushing open the hidden dormitory door, the old Taoist put his head in:

"boss?"

However, there was no one in the room. This was Wang Baogang's dormitory. The old Taoist asked the short-haired Zhou Ze who had just returned from the dormitory management office where he had gone. The other party replied that Zhou Ze was here.

But what about people

The old Taoist scratched his head. It was impossible for the boss to leave without saying goodbye. Could he have gone upstairs

The old Taoist started walking up the stairs. Actually, there were a lot of people living in this dormitory building. It had six floors, and each floor had thirty or forty dormitories. Each dormitory had eight students crammed in it. Just think about it, how many people were there in there

But at night, the damp environment and the almost silent corridors still make people feel psychologically chilled. It has to be said that this is also a weird gap.

Even though you are in a crowd, you will still be afraid.

And tonight, this feeling seems to be even stronger.

As soon as the Taoist priest went upstairs, he saw a student standing in front of him. The student was wearing a yellow sweater and holding something like a drawing board in his hand. He was looking at him motionlessly.

"What are you looking at? Go back to sleep!"

The old Taoist scolded as if he was possessed by the dormitory supervisor.

The student nodded, turned around, and walked into the wall at the staircase.

"Forehead… … "

The old Taoist smacked his lips.

Oh shit,

Is this a school or a ghost town

This dormitory supervisor's job is really not a human job. Is he managing students or playing a ghost escape game

hand,

He reached into his crotch and took out a piece of yellow talisman paper. The old Taoist put it to his nose and sniffed it. The scent of the ancestral talisman paper gave him a great sense of security.

The next moment, the old Taoist didn't rush to move, but took out his mobile phone and prepared to call his boss.

Boss, I found the ghost you were looking for!

However, after the phone made the call, it showed no signal.

Oh my god, it’s bad.

The old Taoist slowly backed away and prepared to shout. At this moment, he did not care whether he would disturb the sleep of the flowers of the motherland, nor did he care about his own face. Without Zhou Ze around, the old Taoist felt very insecure.

However, the old Taoist just opened his mouth to shout, but before he could make a sound, he felt like something was stuck in his throat. He couldn't shout at all and almost passed out.

Now beads of sweat began to appear densely on the old Taoist's forehead. He knew that the ghost was targeting him.

wipe,

What’s the point of bullying bronze? If you have the guts, go find the dead!

The old Taoist greeted all the female ancestors of this bullying ghost in his heart, then turned around without hesitation and prepared to go down the stairs.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend,

I can hide!

Who would have thought that just as the old Taoist went down the stairs, he saw that the steps under his feet suddenly became twisted and uneven in height. The old Taoist slipped and fell directly down. Fortunately, he was very agile, otherwise any other elderly person would have had to prepare for his funeral if they fell like this.

But despite this, the old Taoist still got bruised and battered.

When he struggled to stand up, he saw the boy in the yellow sweater and the drawing board still standing in front of him.

He is looking at himself.

at the same time,

The pen in his hand seemed to be drawing something on the drawing board.

Even a rabbit bites when it is cornered. The old Taoist simply rushed forward with the talisman paper in his hand. At worst, both of them would die!

However, he couldn't go down the stairs before, and now he couldn't go up. The old Taoist kept running up and down the stairs, but he always kept a distance of about two meters from the boy and couldn't get close to him.

The old Taoist simply took off, jumped up, and threw the talisman paper in his hand.

The boy raised his head.

There was a void in his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed the pen in his hand out at once. It turned into a stroke of thick ink and instantly dyed the bright yellow talisman paper black.

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist felt desperate. His ancestral talisman paper was actually dissolved so easily by this ghost.

Finished,

It’s over!

The old Taoist jumped up and fell heavily on the stairs, sliding down with a "thump thump".

The boy walked down slowly.

The old Taoist struggled to raise his head and watched the other person getting closer to him.

At this moment, the most beautiful and wonderful voice in the world, which also made Lao Daoist’s eyes well up with tears, rang out.

“Oh, you’re here.”

Boss Zhou's voice came.

The old Taoist's originally hopeless heart was suddenly filled with hope!

The young man turned sideways and saw Zhou Ze behind him. He frowned slightly, as if he was helpless and had a headache.

Then, the boy began to walk towards the wall, intending to hide himself again. He seemed to have no interest in fighting with Zhou Ze, and he also knew how difficult it was to deal with this man who walked into the dormitory building for the first time today.

But how could Zhou Ze let him walk out so easily? His nails dug into the wall. Zhou Ze stepped back and pulled back with both arms!

"Bang!"

The boy was pulled out and fell on the stairs, with his drawing board and pen dropped on the ground.

“Buzz!”

The young man's originally empty eyes revealed a dark red color. He was angry and furious. Before this, he felt that he had given Zhou Ze a lot of face, but Zhou Ze was a bit shameless.

“Hiss…”

A scene that surprised Zhou Ze appeared. In front of him, there was a sound of paper being torn. Then, Zhou Ze saw the sleeve of his arm torn apart, and then his flesh was torn open and blood kept flowing out.

Zhou Ze began to retreat, and after he retreated for a distance, the injuries he had just suffered disappeared, and even his injured arm recovered.

What is going on

While Zhou Ze was struggling with the ghost, the old Taoist climbed up and prepared to run away, but the boy seemed to be staring at him and appeared in front of him in an instant.

“%…¥¥##@@…!”

Bullying the honest people!

The old Taoist started cursing in his heart.

“Puff…”

A fountain pen,

It pierced directly into the Taoist's chest. The Taoist lowered his head in shock. He saw that the wound on his chest was constantly expanding. Bright red blood began to spread out, dyeing his entire Taoist robe red at an astonishing speed!

"Plop..."

The old Taoist knelt on the ground, covering his wound with both hands, watching the blood continuously flowing out of the ground.

He felt it was unreal, extremely unreal. Although he knew there were risks in going out with his boss to catch ghosts, he really didn't expect that he would die here!

Own,

Just die like that

Died in this dormitory building

Zhou Ze had already rushed over. The young man glanced at Zhou Ze and seemed to have no intention of continuing to attack. He also seemed to have some reservations and drilled into the nearby wall again.

When Zhou Ze was planning to continue chasing and catch the boy in the same way,

I found that my trouser legs were grabbed by a pair of hands.

Lower your head,

At a glance,

It's an old Taoist.

The old Taoist held Zhou Ze's trouser legs with his blood-stained hands.

The snot and tears kept wiping on it,

Zhou Ze took a deep breath.

I resisted the urge to slap this old guy to death!

For a person with mysophobia, Lao Dao's current behavior is

Like running through the streets with a dung basket on your back,

Looking for shit (death).

"Boss, I can't do it. I can't do it. Don't chase her yet. Let me take care of my funeral arrangements first. I'm afraid I won't have a chance."

The old Taoist didn't care at this time whether Zhou Ze was going to catch ghosts or not. He knew that he couldn't hold on for much longer. He was afraid that he would be dead when Zhou Ze came back after catching ghosts. By then, he wouldn't even have the time to leave his final words and funeral arrangements. It would be such a loss.

"Boss, there is a small box under the bed in the bookstore room. Inside is a box of ancestral paper talismans. There are also three bank cards in the interlayer. The password is the last six digits of my mobile phone number. There is not much money, only about one million..."

“… …” Zhou Ze.

The old Taoist suddenly trembled. He sensed a murderous intent, which seemed to come from his boss.

The old Taoist felt warm in his heart.

well,

Don't be fooled by the boss's cruel and ruthless appearance. When he sees his good buddy, brother, friend, partner and confidant about to leave,

He was angry, too.

He probably wants to kill that ghost right now to avenge himself.

well,

A journey of a thousand miles tests the horse's strength; time reveals a person's true character.

The old Taoist sighed in his heart,

What he didn't know was that when Zhou Ze heard the Taoist say "It's not much money, just a few million",

An idea came to my mind: should I kill the old Taoist and seize his property

If the old Taoist knew the truth, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood and die.

“You can burn the talisman paper in front of your grave. You can keep two for yourself.

Boss, after I die, please donate the money to the children in the mountainous areas. You can also keep two for yourself, but not more.

Also, after I die, please help notify Mr. Liang in Shanghai and ask him to attend my memorial service. After all, it is a fate that we met.

certainly,

Boss, if you and Mr. Liang really can't bear to leave me, you can go into hell together and rescue my soul. I don't mind!

Even if I cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation, I am willing to make sacrifices and return to the world of the living to continue to accompany you!

Rain or shine, I will always wait for you!"

Zhou Ze couldn't bear to listen any more.

Kill into hell

Still for you

"Boss, I can't bear to part with you. Even though you have a bad temper, are very selfish, and don't make much money, I have never had the nerve to ask you for your salary."

“… …” Zhou Ze.

"Although you are very lustful, you always let Yingying help you take a bath. According to Lady Xu, you still have problems in that area. You can't get it up..."

“… …” Zhou Ze.

Why aren't you dead yet

How about I give you a ride

You should die sooner.

Otherwise I really can't help but kill you.

The old Taoist continued with tears in his eyes, "But actually you are a pretty good person. Although you have many flaws, you still have your strengths, such as... um... such as..."

The old Taoist scratched his head.

It's so difficult.

For example

At this moment, the old Taoist lost his balance and fell down, rolling out of the place where he was kneeling. In an instant, the old Taoist found that all the injuries on his body disappeared and he became clean!

No need to die

"Boss, I'm fine. I don't have to die!"

The old Taoist was so excited that he forgot everything.

Then he saw Zhou Ze stretching his nails towards him.

"I didn't hear what you just said. Say it again."