In my ears, I could hear the sound of the wind constantly flowing backwards. I felt like a small boat in the ocean. In fact, I could not determine where I was or where I would go.
First there was the unbearable pain.
It was as if my soul had been torn apart countless times.
Generally speaking, when faced with this level of pain, ordinary people will faint directly. This is a self-defense mechanism of the body.
But at this time Zhou Ze was in the state of a ghost. His perception was more sensitive than when he had a body, so the pain he endured was naturally greater.
Just like the skin on the soles of a person's feet is as sensitive as the foreskin,
And it's like walking barefoot.
The soul was floating, and my consciousness began to fall into chaos.
It was as if the golden monk was still standing beside him, repeating over and over again the nonsense: "The sea of suffering is boundless, only by turning back can you find the shore."
I was wandering in the city.
But in Zhou Ze's sight, the street appeared for a while.
After a while, the scene in the book room appeared again.
Zhou Ze knew that this was a sign that memory and reality were beginning to become confused. For ordinary people, it was a sign of the last moments of life. Zhou Ze had seen too many patients die in his previous life.
In many cases, even the best doctors can only do their best.
Before patients die, many will experience hallucinations and talk nonsense.
Zhou Ze didn’t understand before, but now he understands. It is a sign that the soul and the body are about to separate. The soul that has been bound in the body is about to leave this body, and the discomfort brought about will still be manifested.
For the dead, this situation is a sign that the soul is about to collapse.
If the physical body was here, the relics of the great monk would never have caused such great harm to Zhou Ze. Ultimately, it was because the soul was too weak.
There are many stories in Taoist classics about the souls of Taoist masters traveling to the outer world. In fact, the Taoists who are really capable of doing this can only let their souls take a walk, and the distance at most is from their living room to the toilet.
If it's a little further away, you have to be prepared for your disciples to think that your master has passed away and hold a funeral.
Gulp...
The sound of drowning,
Zhou Ze kept walking and floating. He vaguely saw a bright light in front of him. Below him was an operating table. Doctors and nurses in white coats stood on both sides of the operating table.
The instruments on both sides emit their own prompt sounds from time to time, which are the most beautiful and pleasant notes for doctors.
At this moment, Zhou Ze had an illusion that all this was just a dream. When he woke up, he was still the youngest and most outstanding surgeon in Tongcheng.
However,
The scene in front of me was completely torn apart the next moment.
What was revealed was a lifeless ocean.
There are countless evil spirits roaring and howling in the ocean.
A man sits on a high rock by the sea.
Bare upper body,
Like talking to someone.
I vaguely heard him say:
"Why should I explain to others what I have done all my life?"
Zhou Ze was confused.
The pain of soul-tearing is getting worse and worse.
By this time, he even began to give up on himself.
It's not that the mental will is so weak, but that the pain and despair have exceeded the limits of what ordinary people can imagine.
A long pink snake suddenly emerged and surrounded Zhou Ze, emitting a faint glow like a stream nourishing the cracked earth. Zhou Ze immediately grabbed this life-saving straw that suddenly appeared!
still,
You have a conscience.
For some reason, Zhou Ze suddenly felt touched.
Ghost Jade is an evil thing, and its nature is determined by its birth.
But just like a weapon, it is just a weapon. The difference lies in who holds it in the hand. Now that it is in my hand, it has changed.
However,
At this moment,
Gui Yu suddenly let out a sharp scream, like a snake being grasped by someone, and suddenly lost his composure.
"It... wants to... take advantage of the situation... and bite back... you..."
“… …” Zhou Ze.
Suddenly,
Zhou Ze felt that the feeling of being touched before was wasted.
"Hey, have you digested your food?"
"Thanks to you... I was able to spit out everything I swallowed last time... and I even lost a lot..."
"Otherwise...otherwise do you think...you can still survive?"
Zhou Ze suddenly wanted to laugh.
He knew it was wrong to laugh at this time.
But I just can't help it.
"Then you take over. I feel like I'm falling apart."
"You are... without a physical body... I can't take over..."
"Why? I'll let Shabi remove the seal."
"Hanba, that... that bastard..."
"When he appears... the land will be barren for thousands of miles..."
"Without a physical body... I will take over your soul... The scene... will be even bigger..."
"It's okay. You're very weak now. I don't believe it's possible to destroy the entire barren land. At most, you can scare away the wild dogs around."
"Once my aura is released... and gets out... we... will die even more miserably..."
"Now, aren't you also waiting to die?"
"Hurry up and find a body that I can possess and temporarily stabilize my soul. I'm going to sleep..."
"You slept?"
"Well... I'm tired..."
"You get up, I want to sleep, come on, I won't fight anymore, I give up, you come."
"install."
“… …” Zhou Ze.
The ghost jade, which originally wanted to take advantage of the situation, became much more obedient after being pinched by Ying Gou in the body. It did not dare to act rashly again. Moreover, it and Zhou Ze would suffer together, so it had to unconditionally replenish Zhou Ze with the essence it had just absorbed from the cheongsam woman.
Zhou Ze felt like a drunk man. He was very sleepy and wanted to sleep. He was floating around in a daze. He didn't know where he was drifting and he had almost lost the ability to think.
Possessing a person and resurrecting him are two different concepts.
Generally, the souls of the dead can only be reincarnated once. For example, Li Tieguai, one of the Eight Immortals, had to enter the body of a lame beggar after his physical body was destroyed. If possible, he would of course choose a more handsome body, but he had no choice.
But clinging to a body is like finding a shabby house where you can temporarily shelter from the wind and rain, at least you can settle down.
Floating and floating,
Zhou Ze seemed to sense something.
This feeling was like the warm call he felt when he came out of hell and passed by Xu Le's bookstore after his first death.
Staggered and drifted past,
then,
Lie down,
At the beginning,
Some are dry and some are stiff.
But if you try a little harder,
Finally entered,
call,
Comfortable.
… … …
“Clatter, clatter!”
The sound of water,
steam,
Zhou Ze's vision was completely dark.
It’s still very uncomfortable, but at least I’m no longer in the confused state where I could collapse at any time.
My perception of the outside world has also become much clearer.
Whose body am I possessing
Zhou Ze thought to himself.
That's all.
No matter who you are possessed by, take this opportunity to take a break.
At worst, I can give this person some compensation after I find my own body again after a while.
After all, a person possessed by a ghost will suffer some damage to his body, which can only be compensated by money.
The sound of water,
Some people are massaging their feet.
Um
More than one,
Some people are massaging their legs.
Some people are cleaning their ears.
Several technicians are serving me together.
Although we cannot open our eyes to see, our perception can still provide a lot of information.
This old man on my body,
You really know how to enjoy it.
Go to a club to find so many technicians.
To be honest, Boss Zhou has never been to a club for serious consumption in his life, whether it is healthy or unhealthy.
In my previous life, I didn’t have the time or interest to do this.
Myself in this life,
Um,
The technicians in the club are not as good and considerate as Yingying in my house in any aspect of service.
Even in uniform,
Can anything compare to Dr. Lin’s black stockings and white coat
Domestic flowers do not have the fragrance of wild flowers, that is based on the fact that domestic flowers are not beautiful and gentle enough.
But at this time,
Boss Zhou really enjoyed it.
After going to hell, he was inexplicably hit by the relics of a high monk.
Now, he is exhausted both physically and mentally.
It would be nice to enjoy a full body SPA in this light.
At the beginning,
Some expectations,
But in the end, he breathed a sigh of relief.
This guy is doing a normal massage.
No special projects,
The technicians are all very well behaved. They never tease you or suggest you do something big. They just do the massage very well.
One hour is over,
Zhou Ze tried to open his eyes, but failed.
Because he is just possessed, he does not have real control over this body.
never mind,
That's it for now.
I should take a rest first, and then find a way to contact Yingying and the others after I have recovered.
Ghosts should be able to make phone calls, right
Otherwise, how did the story of “ghost calling in the middle of the night” come about
The spa is over.
Zhou Ze felt like he was being pushed out.
Others put clothes on themselves.
Is the service so thoughtful
Why haven’t I heard Lawyer An and Laodao say that the club’s service is so good before
Boss Zhou felt like an honest man going out for the first time.
Full of new world surprises.
Just then,
Boss Zhou heard someone crying next to him.
At the same time, someone else said:
"Ms. Sun, our funeral home's SPA body farewell project has been completed. Do you think it's satisfactory?"
"Thank you, Director Zhao."
"Well, the cost will be billed in due time. There is no rush. The memorial service has already been held this morning, and Mr. Wu's body has been collected again.
under,
Shall we proceed with the cremation procedure?"
"Okay, Director Zhao."
“… … …” Zhou Ze!
… … …
PS: A few years ago, many funeral homes launched this kind of farewell service, called "Respect the Body", so readers should not say that Long Xiaji wrote it...
In addition, not long ago, a reader privately chatted with Long and asked whether the plot about "gambling on life" was true or false. A friend he knew seemed to have encountered a similar thing in the hospital. However, Long asked, but the other party did not want to censor the chat records publicly, so it could not be posted for everyone to see.
Reality is always more like fiction than fiction.