The bus, as usual, drove slowly and shakily;
The people inside also swayed along, like a pendulum, lifelessly repeating at a fixed frequency;
From birth,
shake,
Until death.
Zhou Ze stood beside the old man, holding the handrail above. There were many people around him, but he didn't feel too crowded, after all, they were all made of paper.
The old man raised his head, looked at Zhou Ze, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said apologetically:
"My legs and feet are not good. I have rheumatism."
Zhou Ze nodded.
"Although I know it won't hurt now because I'm already dead, but when I see the heavy rain outside, it seems like I still feel the pain again."
The old man looked at the heavy rain outside the window, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
Old rheumatism has been with me for many years. It was torture at first, then slowly became numb, and finally became a habit.
When I die and become a ghost,
It became a remembrance again.
The train has arrived.
Zhou Ze and the little loli each took a girl out of the car.
The bus slowly drove away again, carrying a bus full of paper figures and a privileged old man.
Zhou Ze remembered that the news report said that the elderly needed to weave bamboo baskets to supplement the family income. A family that needed an elderly man in his seventies to weave bamboo baskets to support itself was enough to show how poor that family was.
Although the local government has given several pensions, which at least allow the elderly family to live a stable life, it always seems that it is not enough.
"What are you thinking about?"
The little Loli asked while standing under the bus stop and watching the heavy rain outside.
“I’m thinking about crowdfunding.”
"Um?"
"Some time ago, something happened at Dr. Lin's hospital. A brother used his sister's car accident to slander the hospital for not paying and not treating the disease, and launched a crowdfunding campaign online.
In fact, from a personal emotional perspective, people like the old man in the car just now need to be initiated into crowdfunding.”
"uh-huh."
“There are so many sick people, so many miserable people, whether it’s true or not, whether it’s exaggerated or not, to be honest, I’m numb anyway.
In my previous life, whenever someone in my circle of friends posted a message about crowdfunding for medical treatment, I would donate a little. But later on, there were too many such crowdfunding campaigns and I really didn’t bother to pay attention to them.
But these people who sacrifice and give for the sake of justice have done things that ordinary people dare not do. For most ordinary people, it is more proactive to donate money to such people.
Most people are weak, so if we can give money and encourage more brave people to stand up and put down their burdens and worries to protect everyone, it will be worth it. "
"My dear boss, I think you should think of one more thing while you are being sentimental."
"What?"
"That's how we get back now. It's raining really hard."
The little Loli said very depressed.
… …
When the two returned to Liu Chuyu's home,
What Liu Chuyu saw when he opened the door,
They were four wet rats.
The little girl yelled that she should take a shower and blow dry her hair first, and then she could only look at Zhou Ze with resentment as he walked into the bathroom first without saying a word. When Zhou Ze came out with a towel wiping his hair, the little girl yelled at him angrily:
"A man without manners!"
"I'll take a shower first. When you come in, the temperature in the bathroom will be very warm. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."
The little girl was stunned for a moment, then immediately said: "It's summer! Also, please stop being so disgusting, no wonder you were single in your previous life!"
If the little loli is really just a little loli, she would probably fall for it, but in fact, according to the little loli's words, what kind of storms and waves haven't I seen in my life
Wait until the little girl comes out of the bath.
All three of them sat on the sofa in the living room.
There are two boxes of biscuits on the coffee table.
It can be seen that when Zhou Ze and the little loli went out, Liu Chuyu, who was alone at home and injured, was really struggling with food.
He believed in the chicken soup that only those who endure the most hardships can become the best.
I also feel that Zhou Ze and the little loli are the kind of people with great willpower. They have overcome their soul's aversion to the feeling of eating and are able to eat normally.
It's like a kind of asceticism.
Zhou Ze felt a little soft-hearted and reluctant.
I always wonder if something really might go wrong if Liu Chuyu and his men continue to fight over food like this
But when I think about the fact that I use more and more of the Red Spider Flower Oral Liquid, which is difficult to replenish,
Zhou Ze suddenly felt that it might not be a bad thing for young people to experience more setbacks and hardships.
Just like Dr. Lin back then, if he hadn't treated those interns like dogs and used them hard, Dr. Lin wouldn't have such excellent medical skills today.
Um,
That's the reason.
Liu Chuyu looked at Zhou Ze somewhat embarrassedly. To be honest, it was not until this moment that he felt the care from the boss, who actually brought the evil ghost back in the rain just to let him share in the profits and get some GPA points.
Zhou Ze didn't delay any further and opened the door to hell with his fingernails.
The little Lolita took out the souls from the two girls and helped Zhou Ze throw them into the gate of hell.
everything,
Mission accomplished!
However, there were two more corpses in the room. They collapsed on the ground, quickly rotting and stinking, emitting a disgusting smell.
Because the two girls were already dead when the evil ghost possessed them before, and they were originally occupied by the evil ghost's souls and were able to maintain a "living" state. After their souls were extracted, the two bodies naturally returned to their original state.
Zhou Ze said he wanted to go out for a walk as the room was a bit stuffy.
Little Loli looked up,
Look up to the sky,
Shouting: "The children's channel's Boonie Bears is about to be broadcast, I want to watch it!"
In the living room,
Only Liu Chuyu was left with bandages wrapped around his waist.
He looked at the two rotting bodies lying in his living room in astonishment.
With the touch of emotion just now,
I instantly felt like I was eaten by a dog.
At the moment,
He could only struggle to get up.
Start cleaning up the stinking corpse.
… …
When I walked out the door, it was still raining outside, but the rain was much lighter than before and was about to stop.
Zhou Ze did not turn back, otherwise he would have to face the two corpses again. Compared to dealing with two rotten corpses, it seemed that a little rain would be more acceptable.
Walking in the rain should be a pleasant thing.
In fact, people like Boss Zhou can be comfortable in any environment. When you put aside your chores and don't have that obsession, the scenery you see will naturally be different from that of other people.
Boss Zhou strolled for half an hour. In order to make sure that Liu Chuyu had dealt with the body, and because he was injured and had difficulty moving, Boss Zhou planned to walk for a while longer.
As we walked, we heard the sound of a bell.
The sound of the bell made Zhou Ze frown and feel a little uncomfortable.
I looked up in that direction and saw a yellow wall with golden tiles. There was actually a small temple in the city.
The temple gate is very small and the temple wall is not very wide. After all, it is located in the city where every inch of land is valuable. Even the Buddha feels the pressure from the land price and dares not put up such a grand display like he does in the mountains.
But the sound of the bell actually made him uncomfortable, which made Zhou Ze more interested in this small temple.
As the saying goes, a mountain is famous not because of its height, but because of the immortals living there. A river is magical not because of its depth, but because of the dragons living there.
Nowadays, even many large temples and sights in large scenic areas or famous mountains are basically privately contracted to make money. In such places, Boss Zhou can easily take photos with the Buddha statues or the Three Pure Ones, let alone go in for a visit.
But this small temple gave Zhou Ze a feeling of fear.
It can make ghosts feel afraid.
This shows that this temple is really spiritual.
It’s better not to go in and take a look. Although there is no admission fee, Boss Zhou feels that there is no need to take the risk.
It's true that he has an official identity, but the little girl herself said that ghost messengers in hell can only be regarded as the lowest level. Maybe if the Buddha is in a bad mood and you deliberately approach him, others may not mind slapping you to death.
There is a teahouse outside the small temple. Unlike the teahouses in Sichuan where there are mahjong machines, this is really just a place to drink tea.
Zhou Ze walked in and ordered a pot of bitter tea. When the tea came, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
Before the drink was lit, a middle-aged man came in from outside and sat down opposite Zhou Ze.
The man was wearing a blue sports suit. He sat there and casually ordered a pot of tea, his eyes fixed on the temple outside the door.
Honestly speaking, sitting here and drinking tea is pure torture. Ordinary tea drinkers who come here think it is quite poetic to drink tea while looking at the temple, and listening to the bells, they feel like they have been elevated.
But for Boss Zhou, every time the bell rang, he felt uncomfortable, even miserable.
But this feeling is also a kind of reverse comfort, just as the old man on the Yin car said, when the pain is really gone, you will miss it instead.
Take a sip of bitter tea,
Then frown and shake your body,
Take a deep breath gently,
I can actually taste the pleasure of being abused.
wonderful,
It’s unspeakable.
After drinking a cup of tea, it tastes quite delicious.
I poured myself another cup of tea.
Pick up the teacup,
Smelling the aroma of bitter tea,
The bells rang again.
The hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, causing faint ripples.
Lower your head again,
Take a sip,
The slight pain in my body and the bitterness between my lips and teeth,
They complement each other.
only,
When Boss Zhou was about to lower his head to take his second sip,
But unexpectedly found that
The middle-aged man who just came in was sitting opposite him.
His hand holding the teacup,
It was actually trembling slightly.
Zhou Ze didn't take it seriously.
After a while,
The next bell sounded much louder than the previous ones. It was probably because the novice monk who rang the bell treated it as the last bell and used all his strength.
"boom!"
Zhou Ze took a deep breath.
My head was dizzy.
But he still held the teacup firmly.
The middle-aged man sitting opposite Zhou Ze let out a muffled groan, and then his body shook violently, almost falling to the ground, and the teacup in his hand flew out.
“Bang!”
Throw out the tea.
It splashed directly on Zhou Ze's face.
“… …” Zhou Ze.