"I'm sorry to interrupt your two families' gathering. I'm just here to do my business, and you can continue."
After saying that, Zhou Ze got off the stretcher, walked to Chen Zesheng's body, stretched out his hand, and patted him lightly on the shoulder. A black halo emerged, condensing into the shadow of Chen Zesheng.
Only Zhou Ze can see this shadow, ordinary people cannot see it.
"We haven't gotten married yet." Chen Zesheng said to Zhou Ze. He looked calm and composed, as if he was not surprised at all about being captured by Zhou Ze.
"Your wife is waiting for you downstairs."
After saying that, Zhou Ze forcibly grabbed him and walked straight out.
"Stop right there!"
The elder brother did not refute anything, but the younger brother mustered up the courage to point his finger at Zhou Ze and shouted:
"What on earth are you going to do!?"
"I have done what I should do, and you can continue."
After saying that, Zhou Ze deliberately glanced at the silent priest standing next to the three women and smiled at him.
The priest also smiled at Zhou Ze and lowered his head even more.
Zhou Ze remembered that the little girl once commented on him like this, she was very good at dealing with people.
Now it seems that this priest knows more than himself.
Without further words, Zhou Ze turned and left. The younger brother was still pointing at Zhou Ze, but he didn't dare to chase him because he knew one thing: he had pushed the stretcher out of the freezer himself, which meant that the person in front of him had been lying in the freezer for a long time.
He felt that the world must be crazy, really crazy.
Holding Chen Zesheng, we walked out and onto the road, with lush rapeseed flowers on both sides.
Chen Zesheng then said, "Sir, I'm here to ask you for help."
"Then why didn't you say it just now?" Zhou Ze asked.
"Because I found that you don't seem to be willing to help." Chen Zesheng said with a smile, "My brother has some mental problems, and I am a little worried about him. The family business is not good to begin with, and it can only be said that it is bleak to maintain. Once I leave, he may not be able to handle it alone."
"I have seen that your brother has mental problems."
Yes, it would be strange if a guy who can keep his family together even if they are dead is mentally normal.
"But you said you were worried that your brother couldn't handle it alone. Wasn't it you who jumped off the building before?" Zhou Ze asked back.
"Haha, actually I was scared. We agreed to jump together, but after she jumped, I got scared." Chen Zesheng said honestly.
"Then what?"
"Then I felt sorry for her, and the next day after I came out of the police station after completing my statement, I also jumped.
I thought I could find him on the road to the underworld, but inexplicably I found myself back home.
Perhaps it was because my brother restored my body so well. Although the two undertakers had some problems with quality, at least for face, they still restored me to a lifelike state. "
After Chen Zesheng finished speaking, he squatted down, took out a cigarette and lit it.
This smoke is the smoke from burning, and ordinary people cannot smell it.
Zhou Ze also took out a cigarette. In fact, to be honest, Zhou Ze really had a good impression of the guy in front of him. He was decisive in doing things and speaking.
It’s a pity that such a guy is dead, otherwise it would be quite comfortable to be friends with him.
"Are you attracted by my personal charm?" Chen Zesheng shook his eyelashes at Zhou Ze, "People who know how to appreciate life and feel beauty are usually not too bad."
"It's a bit disgusting that you said that yourself."
“Haha, my father has been with me since I was ten years old. My younger brother didn’t want to be with me because he was afraid of seeing corpses, so I had to inherit the craft.
I was also afraid of corpses at first, but later I discovered their beauty, a quiet beauty that can immerse you in a certain emotion, like listening to a beautiful piano piece.
I took care of their remains, and they took care of my emotions. I gave them the final dignity, and they gave me a moment of peace.
Actually, I still don’t want to die. If she didn’t want to die and I really liked her, I really wouldn’t want to die.”
"I'm also very sorry that when I died, you weren't the makeup artist."
These were Zhou Ze's true feelings. The woman who put makeup on him last time really hurt him.
"Haha, sir, let me ask you another question. If I go down now, can I still find her on the road to the underworld? I'm a day late, and I'm afraid I won't be able to find her after I go down."
"I guess I can't find it. The Yellow Springs Road is very crowded."
There is a saying that goes unsaid, that is, people on the Yellow Springs Road, except for some special cases, basically walk forward on tiptoe numbly, like a bunch of shapeless zombies.
"That's really a pity." Chen Zesheng shook his head, "I'll try my best to look for it."
Zhou Ze pierced the center of his palm with his fingernails, and then drew a square. A black halo flowed in the square, and the breath from hell slowly overflowed.
"Go in, go where you are supposed to be."
"Thanks."
Chen Zesheng walked in front of the square and was sucked in.
Dust returns to dust, ashes returns to ashes, the underworld is in order and the Yellow Springs can be crossed. This should be regarded as the most peaceful time that Zhou Ze sent someone to hell.
After finishing the cigarette silently, Zhou Ze turned around and took another look at the villa hidden among the rape flowers, thinking about the expressions of the three women and the strange scene of the living and the dead sitting together at the dinner table.
Even as a dead person, as a ghost messenger,
Zhou Ze also felt a tingling sensation on his scalp at the behavior of those two families.
Dead people like Chen Zesheng can die freely and naturally.
But those living people were like clowns in heavy makeup on a stage play, constantly posing and flirting.
This world,
It seems like it has always been like this,
It has never changed.
… …
“Ahahahahahahaha!!!!!!”
In the middle of the day, Xu Qinglang's laughter could be heard. His laughter was very exaggerated, as if he had picked up more than 100,000 yuan. In fact, it was almost the same.
Zhou Ze came back late last night and rested late, so he just took a short nap on Bai Yingying's legs in the morning.
I was woken up by Xu Qinglang's laughter not long after I fell asleep.
"Old Zhou, you are really capable. The Liu family just called me and said they would rent the shop to us for 50,000 yuan a year. 50,000 yuan a year, on South Street, that's like giving it away for free!"
"Oh." Zhou Ze was not too surprised. He went to catch ghosts last night and took a nap on the way. He caught the other two families performing a ghost marriage. This should be considered as hush money to him.
"Let's go to the shop and take a look."
Just like that, Zhou Ze was dragged by Xu Qinglang to take a taxi to South Street. The shop was opposite South Street, opposite to Wenfeng World and the department store.
The shop covers an area of more than 100 square meters and used to be a clothing store.
"Are you still planning to open a noodle shop?" Zhou Ze asked.
"Open it, I'm delicious down there."
Xu Qinglang replied.
"Then see if they taste good down there."
As he spoke, Zhou Ze pointed to the shops on both sides.
Xu Qinglang looked over and his face twitched. On the left side of the shop, there was a "Chongqing Xiaomian" and a "Qishan Saozi Mian Saozi Mian". On the right side of the shop were the "Lanzhou Ramen" and the "Wonton Noodle House".
"Didn't you notice it when you looked at the shop before?" Zhou Ze asked.
Xu Qinglang shook his head, looking as if he had lost all desire to live.
"We'll see when the time comes. Move your bookstore here first. If that doesn't work out, I'll make coffee and sell snacks in the bookstore." Xu Qinglang said.
"That's what you planned before, right?" Zhou Ze was not so easily fooled.
"As a man with more than 20 houses,
It is a crime to allow your hands and skin to continue to be damaged by the fumes! "
"Whose sign should we hang?" Zhou Ze asked.
"Put up your 'Late Night Reading Room'."
“This is fine.”
"Are you hungry?" Xu Qinglang asked Zhou Ze, taking out a thermos cup from his pocket. "Let's go have a bowl of noodles. I want to see if the noodles here are delicious. If they are terrible, I will consider whether to have a fight."
The thermos contains sour plum juice.
Zhou Ze did not refuse. After he got up and had not eaten yet, he followed Xu Qinglang into the wonton noodle restaurant and ordered two bowls of noodles. The two of them sat at a small table waiting for the noodles to be served.
"Oh, I'm really excited about moving to this downtown area to do business." Xu Qinglang looked impatient.
Then he saw that Zhou Ze didn't seem to be concentrating on listening to him, but raised his head slightly and looked upwards.
There was a ceiling fan above my head, spinning rapidly.
The temperature has risen significantly recently, and the sun is very strong. In addition, because the kitchen of this noodle shop is actually inside the store and there are no partitions, charcoal fire and water vapor linger in the store. If the electric fan is not turned on, it will be a bit stuffy and unbearable inside.
"What's so good about this?" Xu Qinglang asked Zhou Ze.
"When I was in school as a kid, I often looked up at the ceiling fans while sitting in the classroom in the summer, for fear that something would fall and hit me," Zhou Ze said.
"Hey, what a coincidence, I was worried about that when I was a kid too."
"Yes, do you know Feng Shui?" Zhou Ze asked.
"I'm only half-baked." Xu Qinglang made no secret of it, and continued, "It's actually very simple. If you don't feel particularly comfortable living here, it means that the Feng Shui here is pretty good."
You are a ghost anyway.
Zhou Ze thought about it and found that what Xu Qinglang said made a lot of sense, and he couldn't find any reason to refute it.
The two of them came up,
Xu Qinglang picked one and ate it slowly.
Zhou Ze opened the thermos, took a sip of sour plum juice, and then took a big bite of noodles.
Looking at himself wolfing down his food, and then looking at Xu Qinglang eating one by one, Zhou Ze shook his head and said:
"do."
"What do you know? I'm just savoring the flavor of my competitor."
After hearing this, Zhou Ze pushed away the noodles in front of him and couldn't eat anymore.
“… …”Xu Qinglang.
At this moment, a young man at the next table answered a phone call and said to the phone:
"I'm at the wonton noodle shop. I got there early. Have you arrived yet?"
The young man looks like a college student, very immature.
At this time, a girl with a backpack ran to the store door. The girl stood at the store door holding something that looked like a notice, and shouted excitedly to the boy:
"I passed the test! I passed the test!"
Then the girl ran directly towards the boy.
Open your arms,
Please give me a hug.
"I really envy the life of college students." Xu Qinglang said enviously.
The girl ran towards the boy and jumped directly into his arms. The boy caught her as usual and then picked her up. This should be the usual way for these two young lovers to express their love.
This is the taste of youth.
It’s the beauty of youth.
However,
The ceiling fan is low.
After the boy picked up the girl habitually,
The girl's head hit the ceiling fan above.
"Plop..."
A head,
It fell on the table in front of Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang.