Chapter 125

Just peed my hand,

Tremble slightly.

The Taoist priest now regretted why he had to be absent from work to drink. Isn't it a good and noble career to stay in the bookstore and serve ghosts wholeheartedly!

What wine to drink!

Lao Dao is not an ordinary person. Although he can't compare with Xu Qinglang, he has no Taoist skills at all. He is just a god stick who mixed food and drink, but at least he has served two generations of "ghosts". There are still some eyesight, and he has seen a lot of strange things.

The faint fluorescence on the intern's teeth is like the devil's smile in the dark, which makes people panic. The tap that just finished draining water seems to be turned on again. If you are not careful, it may drip.

The Taoist priest asked him to sprinkle phosphor on the body before, and the intern also replied that he did.

Then the phosphor appeared on his teeth. This association directly made people tremble.

The Taoist priest didn't ask foolishly: Oh, you still have an emotional tone. Brush your teeth with toothpaste with fluorescent powder.

"What's the matter?"

The intern looked at the old Taoist who had been staring at him and asked in doubt.

The Taoist priest suddenly covered his stomach and said apologetically, "sorry, my stomach suddenly hurts. I guess I've eaten bad recently."

"I'll take you to the hospital. Anyway, I'm not far from here." The intern helped the Taoist priest and wondered, "Why are you shaking?"

"Mom, the liver hurts and hardens. I have to go back to take medicine, otherwise I will have a cerebral hemorrhage and stroke, and my heart disease will also get up."

The Taoist priest is full of nonsense. In a word, I want to withdraw!

Even if he has other incurable diseases, he must withdraw. The world is too dangerous, and the bookstore is still safe. Now the old Taoist suddenly feels how safe Zhou Ze's lazy look in the sun is, and how much comfort Miss Tang gives every time she speaks coldly!

"I'll take you back." The intern said.

"No, you are also tired. It's time to take a rest. Go back and have a rest. Do you have to go to work tomorrow? That's not sloppy. You need to cure the disease and save people."

After saying that, without waiting for the intern's reply, the Taoist priest directly broke away from each other's help and ran towards the bookstore.

Under the street lamp, the old road looked back as he ran, for fear that the intern would suddenly catch up, but the other side had been standing in the black alley where they were booing and did not move.

And that group of fluorescent light, but it has been looming there, like the other party standing there, smiling at the running himself.

He ran to the bookstore in one breath. The Taoist priest pushed the door open, knelt directly on the ground and gasped. He ran back with the strength of sucking. He was already sweating, half hot, half scared.

Zhou Ze was sitting behind the bar sorting out the cabinet. Looking at the old Taoist, he came back, smiled and said:

"What's the matter?"

"Boss, do you know what I just saw? That product, that product's teeth reflect light!"

The Taoist priest was there to describe the course of things, dancing, saying that he was not easy to get out of the hands of the devil, but also after a fierce battle, making the mountains collapse, the water flow back, the sun and the moon change color!

It's really terrible!

But Zhou Ze still looked calm and continued to do what he was doing like a person who had nothing to do.

After saying that, the old Taoist picked up the water on the table and drank it in one gulp, calming his inner confusion, and asked, "boss, why don't you feel at all?"

"Maybe they just play a prank with you."

"Mischief?" The Taoist priest was sad. "What if it wasn't?"

"That is, people have a little corpse eating mania. It's no big deal. You can go to the police. It seems that there is a crime called destroying corpses, which can be prosecuted."

"And then?" The Taoist continued to ask.

"Then what?"

"Boss, aren't you going to do anything?" The old Taoist was surprised.

"What do you need me to do?" Zhou Ze asked in reply.

"........" old road.

"Didn't you come back safely, and there was no accident. Besides, if it was him who really ate the body, did he deliberately sprinkle fluorescent powder and then eat the body?

Is he stupid? "

"Boss, believe it or not, I don't think it's a joke." The Taoist priest said seriously, "I don't think we should sit idly by for the sake of social peace. If he is really a corpse eater, it's better to eat the corpse secretly in the hospital now. What if he can't steal the corpse and want to eat it later? Who can guarantee that he won't do anything more outrageous in the future."

Zhou Ze heard the speech, nodded, and seemed to feel that what the Taoist priest said was very reasonable. Then he stretched out his hand and patted the head of the little monkey beside him, saying:

"Then take brother monkey to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and return a bright future to the world."

The little monkey didn't know it was fierce, but he seemed to be encouraged and waved the plastic toy hammer in his hand vigorously.

"Zhi Zhi!"

The old Taoist's face collapsed directly and sat on the next chair, obviously still a little shocked.

After a while, the old Taoist raised his head and glanced at Zhou Ze. He found that he was preparing some snacks and wine. He was curious and said, "boss, are you preparing supper?"

"Tribute."

"Tribute? Tomb Sweeping Day is over, go to the grave?"

"Well."

"To whom?"

"Give it to me."

"This............."

"Today is my birthday." Zhou Ze explained.

The Taoist priest was slightly stunned. He always felt that a "living man" said in front of him that he wanted to confess to himself, which was a deep sense of disobedience, and it was to make a dead life for himself.

Zhou Ze packed his things, carried them with a shoulder bag and walked out of the bar.

"Boss, why don't I go with you?" The old Taoist politely said, "you don't have a driver's license."

Zhou Ze hesitated and nodded.

If I run into a traffic policeman when I drive there, I really have some trouble without a driver's license.

The Taoist priest drove Xu Qinglang's Nissan out and took Zhou Ze to the cemetery park.

The cemetery park has been closed, but the railings here are not high. You can go in after turning it over a little.

The Taoist priest understood why Zhou Ze came at night. Only in the evening, when there was no one around, could he feel that feeling.

In the cemetery, tombstones are neatly arranged there, and many people's lives, to the end, are drawn here.

In the evening, there were murmurs in the cemetery, like someone talking there.

At first, the Taoist priest thought he was hearing hallucinations, but after listening carefully for a while, he found that there was indeed a sound, and immediately reached out and touched his crotch.

"Boss, there is evil spirit!"

Zhou Ze ignored it and pointed to a small shelf in front of him. There was a box on it, with speakers inside and solar cells on the skin.

The sound is emitted from inside.

The Taoist priest was a little confused. He leaned over curiously and looked at it. There were instructions, what programs to play at what time of day, morning news, emotional programs, international news and local news, etc.

"Wipe, so humanized?"

The Taoist priest had only heard of leaving a QR code on his tombstone before, and he felt very avant-garde. He didn't expect that someone would put this thing next to his tombstone to relieve the boredom.

Zhou Ze found his tombstone with his photo on it and briefly described his life.

Just after the Tomb Sweeping Day, there are wreaths, some small toys and letters in front of the tombstone, including those of my colleagues and children in the orphanage.

Zhou Ze sat down in front of his tombstone and opened those letters one by one. Inside were the words of some children to express his missing.

The beginning is "brother Zhou, dear brother Zhou". Some children's letters are replaced by a lot of Pinyin because they don't recognize all the words.

Zhou Ze leaned against his tombstone and watched quietly, without crying or ruddy eyes.

After looking at it for a while, Zhou Ze put the wine and food he brought out, and then stretched out his hand to eat and drink slowly.

He usually eats very painfully, and this time is no exception, but eating while watching the children's letters to him seems to have the effect of plum juice.

Although it is still difficult to swallow, although it is still very disgusting, but this time I was able to resist vomiting.

The Taoist priest squatted beside him and looked at the boss who ate the tribute. He didn't say anything. He understood.

He is dead, but he is still alive.

The tribute was originally for himself and for him to enjoy.

The night wind is slightly cool, blowing around,

At this time, it seems that the real years are quiet.

After reading the letter, Zhou Ze stretched and looked at his tombstone.

He still remembers the day when he was pushed to the crematorium, and the fire devoured him.

Erased,

Traces of his previous life.

Under the tombstone, there is his own ashes.

"Boss, shall I secretly dig it out for you and take it back as a souvenir?" The old Taoist came up with an idea.

Zhou Ze shook his head and let him go of the past. He didn't have such a deep obsession. Maybe he had it before, but now he slowly opened his eyes.

However, inadvertently, Zhou Ze found a very subtle trace in the location of the tombstone, and he immediately shone down with his mobile flashlight.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest also leaned down and looked at it together, and then said, "this tombstone has been opened recently!"

Instinctively, Zhou Ze had a bad premonition that he did not intend to take away his ashes, but this did not mean that he was willing to see any accidents happen to his ashes.

In the final analysis, this is my own thing.

The fingernails of ten fingers grew out immediately. Zhou Ze directly inserted his fingernails into the gap and pried out, which even saved the shovel.

Soon, the masonry below was excavated, and a black urn was inside.

Take out the urn. The weight of the box means that there is something in it.

Zhou Ze pried the key with his fingernails and opened the urn.

In the box,

Something,

But not ashes,

Instead, they are small crystal clear particles.

"Mom, boss, you've made a relic."

Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed a small piece, gently pinched it and broke it. At the same time, he murmured with suppressed horror anger:

"Have you ever seen a relic made of plastic?"